[Note 1: As usual, whenever I take over a Free Choice chapter, you can choose to ignore it altogether and take on a different path from those present for the previous chapter. I placed this route here because I didn't feel it fit quite well with the others]
[Note 2: This chapter redoes the entire intro (the previous two chapters) to fit the idea a bit better, though it's still essentially the same]
[Note 2: This chapter redoes the entire intro (the previous two chapters) to fit the idea a bit better, though it's still essentially the same]
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Your phone's alarm suddenly woke you up from a seemingly dreamless sleep, though you still felt quite well rested, even though it was much better to wake up naturally. You yawned and rubbed your eyes, being vaguely aware that you didn't have to go to school anymore, yet you still set up an alarm... Did you just forget to deactivate it? Or was there some other reason for it?
You looked at your phone and saw a notification, it was a text message, which you tapped to read and immediately your eyes widened and your heart skipped a few beats! It was a message from Jen... Hesitantly, you began to read it, and quickly the memories flooded back. She was kindly reminding you that you three, as Lillian tagged along as usual, were going to the beach.
'Oh yeah... I remember... too bad Lillian's coming too' You quietly sighed. Sometimes you felt like she was actively blocking your chances with her, even though some other times she gave you advice and even appeared to try to help you a couple of times. You could never fully figure out what her deal was, though you guessed she was simply getting kicks at your expense.
Then again, it wasn't like she was chopped liver. You'd die before admitting it outright, but Lillian was actually quite pretty herself, and most worryingly, she knew how to push all the right buttons with you. You didn't even mind that she was slightly chubby, she carried her weight with unmatched confidence, and most of it was in the right places anyway. Not counting a couple of teachers and school staff, Lillian boasted some of the largest curves you'd ever seen on a girl at your school... And she was very aware of it.
You couldn't help but already picture in your mind the kind of swimsuit she'd wear, something stupidly small just to make her curves look even larger, specially her massive ass, which no doubt she'd use both to tease you and torture your nose.
'Come to think of it... Maybe Lillian wouldn't be such a bad girlfriend if she didn't fart on me all the friggin time' You thought. But then slapped yourself to snap out of it and get on with your actual day. Even if you had to put up with her endless shenanigans, this would still be the best chance you got to be with Jen in a long while, and you were sure as hell going to make the most of it.
You grabbed clean clothes and walked into your bathroom to take a very thorough shower, even if you were going to swim at the sea later, you felt you needed every single bit of help you could get, and being squeaky clean would at least slightly improve your chances with her, or so you hoped. The cool water also helped ease the inner heat that was building up in you as you imagined both Lillian and Jen in skimpy swimsuits.
Several minutes later... You were done with the shower and were feeling quite relaxed. Now with a clearer mind, you decided to go grab breakfast since you still had time to spare, and knew for a fact Lillian likely would sleep in, and it was her mom's car the one you'd use to go to the beach. As you walked out of your room and headed for the kitchen, you glanced at the window and saw your mother's car, which made you raise an eyebrow.
'Weird... shouldn't she have left hours ago?' You thought, checking your phone again. It read 9:20 AM, and you knew that your mom left work work at 9 at the very latest. Still, you didn't give that much further thought and shrugged, going to the kitchen to see what you'd be making for breakfast. Sadly, there were no leftovers from any previous meals, and your mom's favorite frozen microwavable burritos, tacos and other stuff was something both you and your dad steered clear of.
With a resigned sigh, you decided the best thing you could make was eggs, scrambled eggs were sort of your specialty, as you had developed your own recipe over the years and you could even claim that you surpassed your mom's cooking prowess, at least on a single dish. One thing both of your parents always complained was that the eggs they bought in the US were way too small, as opposed to what they dubbed 'patio eggs', eggs from hens that were raised on backyards, arguably feeding on better stuff than industrially farmed ones, they were definitely bigger and tastier, as you had managed to eat them on a few special occasions.
After cracking the eggs, you proceeded to mix them, doing so in the old-fashioned way using a fork rather than an electric mixer, you slowly added garlic powder and black pepper as well. Then, you sliced a bit of butter and put it on a pan and turned the stove on, setting the fire to low heat. Once the butter melted and covered all of its surface, you added the egg mixture and slowly stirred it, watching it gradually curd. Sometimes your parents added milk to the mix, but you preferred it to be pure eggs, the yolk's taste was more than good enough to you.
Several minutes later, your scrambled eggs were cooked to perfection, and set the plate on the dining room's table, then went back to the kitchen to make some chocolate milk. As odd as it may seem to others, if you could help it you preferred to have it as your drink of choice whenever you ate a meal, for some reason neither water, soda nor juice ever felt quite right.
The process was much simpler, as you simply got a carton of cold milk from the fridge, poured it on a tall glass, added chocolate powder and mixed it by hand using a spoon. Once you were done, you brought it to the table next to your plate, and went back to the kitchen once more to wash the pan and the other stuff you used, as you hated putting extra burdens on your mom. However, before you could even start washing the pan, you were caught off-guard by a surprise bear-hug from behind.
Time slowed down to a crawl to you. Your eyes widened and you held your breath, immediately wondering who it was... Was it Ariadne? It was unlikely she'd come back without you knowing, but not entirely impossible... but then again, it could be your mom. Other possible candidates were Sheila and Dolores, but the person behind you didn't feel as large as those two ladies were. The belly pushing on your back was rather soft, it definitely wasn't Ariadne's rock hard six-pack abs, and the arms felt like they were slightly lower than yours, which, again, didn't match with your big sis, who was taller than you were...
"Good morning~!" Your mom said in a pretty happy voice, tightening her hug a little, but her soft body ensured it didn't really hurt, however, feeling her large boobs against your back made you blush. It didn't help that it felt awfully similar to when Jen did the same, as they were actually quite close in terms of the chest department. Regardless, you were way more surprised by the sole fact that she was here, at this time...
"M-Morning, mom!" You said, trying to hide how truly surprised you were. If these surprise hugs didn't happen quite so often, you would've been startled, but both your mom and Ariadne were fond of this, and Lillian had picked up on it over the years too. Sheila and Dolores also did it, but far less often. Still, you kept on wondering why she'd be here at this time... Had she slept in? Was she sick? She knew of your summer vacation plans in advance, so you didn't really think she'd screw you over at this point, but that remained a possibility still..
"I'll have to say, those scrambled eggs smell so good! They woke me up and almost brought me here, like in old cartoons" She giggled. Funnily enough, due to her usual schedule, it was true that she seldom had any chances to smell your cooking, let alone eat it. It was really flattering that she believed it to be so good, as you usually downplayed it. Before you could dwell on it further, she let go of the hug and turned you around to give you a few kisses on the cheek, which was followed by yet another hug, pulling you down a little to make your head rest on her chest while she caressed your hair.
"I know what you're thinking..." She giggled "I got my vacation early! I meant to save them for Christmas but my boss said they'd get in trouble if I got any more accumulated overdue vacation, so they gave me the whole summer!"
"Oh! That's great, Mom!" You were genuinely happy for her, though you couldn't help but feel like the summer you envisioned was going to be drastically different, as usually you had the house to yourself for most of the day, unless Ariadne also came back for summer break, but she was much more outgoing than you were, so, that didn't affect things that much...
Before you knew it, your mom made a quick breakfast for herself, which consisted of a very generous helping of burritos and tacos that looked quite loaded with beans, spice and meat. Even though she often got up early, she was never much of a morning person, and you could tell she was feeling too lazy to cook something elaborate this early in the day... unless there were some other reason to want to rush breakfast...
Those thoughts got abruptly cut off when your mom sat right next to you, as she often preferred, and since her butt was so large (being a fair match to Lillian's), it overflowed a little from her seat, and some of it rested on your own thigh, which made you shudder. It looked like she didn't even notice, and simply started eating, which you did as well. Talking a little in between, mostly her catching up on your life...
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May 12, 2023
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