Liberating The Tension

"Stop what you're doing," Amanda said, her hands placed on her hips as she seethed with frustration. "Just stop."

"And what am I doing?" Julián pouted playfully. "As you can see, I'm only unscrewing this long, rigid bottle of sangri-"

"Stop lying! I know exactly what you're doing!"

Julián then grinned as he raised his eyebrows with glee.

"Jealous, aren't you?" He teased. "If you really want me to help you unscrew your bottle, all you have to do is as-"

"We are NOT talking about that now, so for the love of God, just open the bottle and be done with it!" Amanda reprimanded her boyfriend, barging her way out of the kitchen when she finished.

Only once Amanda was definitely gone did Julián let out a deep breath of frustration.

"Damn, that Gender Flu really did quite a number to her, didn't it?" He muttered to himself as he finally unscrewed the bottle.

The two of them had just recovered from an unexpected case of Gender Flu, and while Julián had come to embrace his new life as a curvy Latina woman, his girlfriend was still having a hard time adapting to her new male anatomy.

And given how she was constantly shifting her legs, and trying to hide her crotch area with whatever thing or piece of furniture she found, he knew very well what was particularly bothering her.

"One day," Julián muttered to himself again as he began to serve the sangria. "One day you'll finally get her to liberate the tension..."

He was going to stop teasing her for the day, but he knew that if things kept going on like this, he was going to have to get his hands dirty in order to get Amanda to finally appreciate the long, rigid bottle of sangria that she now had between her legs...