You weren't exactly a slow eater, but you weren't an overly fast one either, however, by the time you finished your breakfast, your mom had already gone for seconds and finished them as well... but then again, she always seemed to have quite a big appetite, which was probably the main reason behind her overly curvaceous physique. You had noticed that Lillian similarly ate quite a lot, though in her case, even you knew that it was partially intentional, since she had an interest in making her own curves grow even larger.
"So... uh, what are you gonna do today, mom?" You asked, feeling genuinely curious. You even felt a little bad that you had your own plans because it'd seem like you were ditching her, but you were sure she'd understand, the girls had been planning on this for a couple of weeks already.
"I'm joining you guys! I haven't gone to the beach in a while after all" She giggled, however you were instantly shocked, and almost choked on the cold water you had grabbed after finishing your meal.
"Is something wrong?" Miriam raised an eyebrow, noting your reaction "You don't want me to go with you?"
"N-No! Uh, I mean... No, there's nothing wrong, mom... Sorry" You laughed awkwardly and scratched your head.
"I was just surprised... yeah... I wasn't really expecting that, I guess... But you're right, besides, you definitely deserve your vacations and doing what you want for a change" You said, and despite your initial awkwardness, your words were true to your heart, and she could tell. Giggling cheerfully, she wrapped an arm around your neck and pulled you into a one-armed hug, pressing your head a little into her chest while using the other to caress your hair.
"I'm really glad you're okay with it" She said "I do love spending time with my baby" She giggled some more.
"Mom!" You couldn't help but groan at being called in such an embarrassing way. You didn't mind so much when you were at home with no guests, but you were always worried she'd forget and end up doing it in public, you were pretty sure that whatever little social standing you had at school or with your friends would be murdered... or at least with Jen, since Lillian didn't really appear to care much, with her own mom being similarly affectionate.
"Aww, c'mon, Blaise... I've told you before" She giggled guiltily, but still spoke rather cheerfully "No matter how old you are, you'll always be my little baby" She then kissed you on the cheek a few times.
"But I know that my baby's growing up" she whispered, which was unexpected to you, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end, her gentle, warm breath tickled it in a way you were absolutely not used to.
"You may have my hair color, my skin and eyes, but other than that, you don't look so different from your father back when he was in highschool, and soon you'll be a fully grown up man, I know... but even then, you'll always be my baby" She said, ruffling your hair a little with her hand, feeling it slide between her fingers while lightly patting you on the head, which felt really relaxing and soothing.
Ariadne and Lillian sometimes joked that you were part cat because of that reaction, though you never got an explanation as to why you got it. But your mom was more than happy to use that knowledge, and fortunately, it mostly seemed to be for good causes, though sometimes she kinda exploited it as a way to make you relax and not get too annoyed by some of her own antics.
"Anyway... I won't interfere with whatever you've planned" She then whispered, making all of the little hairs on your arms stand on end, as well as get goosebumps on them.
"Mom?!" You felt extremely awkward that your mom potentially knew of your plans somehow, even though you knew she was more than insightful enough to pull it off.
"I'm all for spending time with you, and I actually want to go relax and have fun at the beach, but once we arrive, whatever you do will be your choice and yours alone" She said, still speaking in that soft, soothing tone of hers, and her 'magic' actually worked, you eased up rather quickly after that.
"So, if you wanna spend some more time with your mama that's gonna be on you" She giggled "But I know you'll want to hang out with your friends too, and that's fine too" She kissed you on the cheek again and gently let go of your head as she stood up, prompting you to do the same.
"A-Alright, but what abou-" You tried saying but didn't even get to finish the phrase as she spoke again.
"I already told Lillian in advance, she's fine with it too" She said, playfully putting a finger on your lips to halt your speech.
"Now, let's go to my bedroom, I need a little help with something before we go" She said and you simply nodded in response. You guessed it'd probably be helping her pack her stuff, since your mom was a bit lazy outside of work, though then again, with all she did, she kinda had a right to, so you never really held it against her.
Moments later, you walked into your parents' bedroom right after your mom, and were a little surprised to see that she had mostly packed up her stuff herself, which only led you to wonder what she needed your help for... though then again, a few times there were some things that were a bit out of her reach, and she'd often enlist your assistance to get them, since you're slightly taller than herself.
"Just take a seat here" She said, pulling up her computer chair. You raised an eyebrow but obeyed nonetheless. Then, without any warning, she began stripping down right there and then, which instantly made you blush and look away while closing your eyes, even though, sadly, this was far from the first time she'd done that.
Since your father wasn't around most of the time, it was always the 3 of you, herself, Ariadne and you, and for some reason beyond your own understanding, they treated your home as it being a 'women's house' in the sense that neither your mom nor Ariadne had any qualms about walking around in their underwear, or changing clothes in your presence. They also apparently felt no shame about asking you to do their laundry or put away their clothes, which of course included their undies as well. Even when your father was around, he got the same treatment but seemed to be more desensitized to it, or at least was better at hiding his reaction than you were.
After a couple of minutes, you opened your eyes just to know if she was done, only to see her jumping up and down to try and get out of her ill-fitting yoga pants, her massive butt jiggling like mad from her efforts. It really was nearly as big as Lillian's, but whereas hers was creamy white, your mom's was bronze colored, which seemed to somehow make a better contrast with her simplistic underwear, an unfortunate (or fortunate, depending on the view) pair of black panties that her huge booty turned into a makeshift thong. You wanted to look away but it was like watching a trainwreck, you couldn't peel your eyes off of that outrageous display. Eventually she managed to get her pants off and tossed them aside, turning to face you.
"There we go" She sighed "Well, sweetie, what I need help with is picking out what swimsuit to take to the beach!" She chirped, making you facepalm hard enough to slightly sting.
"Don't worry, I'll go put them on in the bathroom" She giggled and after grabbing a few of them, she walked into her own bathroom as she promised.
'That should've gone without saying' You thought 'And then those two goons think this is being lucky' You quietly groaned, remembering the many times Jim and Pete expressed their envy at you for having the family you had.
Being much faster now that her most restrictive clothes, her pants, were off, it didn't take too long for Miriam to come out of the bathroom, now fully clad in one of her bikinis. She had certainly put on quite a bit of weight since the last time she wore it, but even though she had a slightly pudgy tummy, it honestly didn't look bad, and again, Lillian had even more of a tummy herself, and she carried it with full confidence. However, the chest portion of her bikini looked quite stretched, struggling to contain her large boobs, and looking down, you could see that the bottom portion was cutting into her hips, as those had grown wider than they were made for.
Miriam walked as if she was in a beauty pageant, swaying her curves as she did, trying her best at showing off her swimwear of choice, which was a rather simplistic black two-piece bikini, rather skimpy but you guessed it was more because of it being too small than by deliberate design.
"So? How do I look?" She asked eagerly. You discreetly took a deep breath... there was no winning for you here. You knew that was the kind of outfit that'd turn heads wherever she went, but you were also extremely well aware that she didn't have a single conservative one. Either she didn't like them altogether or simply loved showing off as much as she could legally get away with. You felt like this should've been your dad's job, but then again... you were the only guy she had available, so, as regretful as that might be, you kinda saw her point.
"Y-You look good, mom!" You said, a bit overenthusiastically, but that was because you were trying to compensate for your own shock. Besides, you knew that it was what she wanted to hear, and as weird as it may sound outside of your head, she did in fact look good as a woman, which was the source of the trouble in your mind, your brain was unable to handle the concept that your mom could actually look hot at all, it felt like a serious violation of some cosmic rule or something to that effect.
"Aww, thank you!" At least she sounded happy, which was the best you could aspire for in this situation, but then you felt your blood freezing as she slowly turned around.
"I know Sheila likes to joke around... and that she's not one to speak, but still... what do you think, honey? Does mama's booty look fat in this?" She asked while involuntarily making that very same fat booty jiggle a lot from her slight movements...
"So... uh, what are you gonna do today, mom?" You asked, feeling genuinely curious. You even felt a little bad that you had your own plans because it'd seem like you were ditching her, but you were sure she'd understand, the girls had been planning on this for a couple of weeks already.
"I'm joining you guys! I haven't gone to the beach in a while after all" She giggled, however you were instantly shocked, and almost choked on the cold water you had grabbed after finishing your meal.
"Is something wrong?" Miriam raised an eyebrow, noting your reaction "You don't want me to go with you?"
"N-No! Uh, I mean... No, there's nothing wrong, mom... Sorry" You laughed awkwardly and scratched your head.
"I was just surprised... yeah... I wasn't really expecting that, I guess... But you're right, besides, you definitely deserve your vacations and doing what you want for a change" You said, and despite your initial awkwardness, your words were true to your heart, and she could tell. Giggling cheerfully, she wrapped an arm around your neck and pulled you into a one-armed hug, pressing your head a little into her chest while using the other to caress your hair.
"I'm really glad you're okay with it" She said "I do love spending time with my baby" She giggled some more.
"Mom!" You couldn't help but groan at being called in such an embarrassing way. You didn't mind so much when you were at home with no guests, but you were always worried she'd forget and end up doing it in public, you were pretty sure that whatever little social standing you had at school or with your friends would be murdered... or at least with Jen, since Lillian didn't really appear to care much, with her own mom being similarly affectionate.
"Aww, c'mon, Blaise... I've told you before" She giggled guiltily, but still spoke rather cheerfully "No matter how old you are, you'll always be my little baby" She then kissed you on the cheek a few times.
"But I know that my baby's growing up" she whispered, which was unexpected to you, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end, her gentle, warm breath tickled it in a way you were absolutely not used to.
"You may have my hair color, my skin and eyes, but other than that, you don't look so different from your father back when he was in highschool, and soon you'll be a fully grown up man, I know... but even then, you'll always be my baby" She said, ruffling your hair a little with her hand, feeling it slide between her fingers while lightly patting you on the head, which felt really relaxing and soothing.
Ariadne and Lillian sometimes joked that you were part cat because of that reaction, though you never got an explanation as to why you got it. But your mom was more than happy to use that knowledge, and fortunately, it mostly seemed to be for good causes, though sometimes she kinda exploited it as a way to make you relax and not get too annoyed by some of her own antics.
"Anyway... I won't interfere with whatever you've planned" She then whispered, making all of the little hairs on your arms stand on end, as well as get goosebumps on them.
"Mom?!" You felt extremely awkward that your mom potentially knew of your plans somehow, even though you knew she was more than insightful enough to pull it off.
"I'm all for spending time with you, and I actually want to go relax and have fun at the beach, but once we arrive, whatever you do will be your choice and yours alone" She said, still speaking in that soft, soothing tone of hers, and her 'magic' actually worked, you eased up rather quickly after that.
"So, if you wanna spend some more time with your mama that's gonna be on you" She giggled "But I know you'll want to hang out with your friends too, and that's fine too" She kissed you on the cheek again and gently let go of your head as she stood up, prompting you to do the same.
"A-Alright, but what abou-" You tried saying but didn't even get to finish the phrase as she spoke again.
"I already told Lillian in advance, she's fine with it too" She said, playfully putting a finger on your lips to halt your speech.
"Now, let's go to my bedroom, I need a little help with something before we go" She said and you simply nodded in response. You guessed it'd probably be helping her pack her stuff, since your mom was a bit lazy outside of work, though then again, with all she did, she kinda had a right to, so you never really held it against her.
Moments later, you walked into your parents' bedroom right after your mom, and were a little surprised to see that she had mostly packed up her stuff herself, which only led you to wonder what she needed your help for... though then again, a few times there were some things that were a bit out of her reach, and she'd often enlist your assistance to get them, since you're slightly taller than herself.
"Just take a seat here" She said, pulling up her computer chair. You raised an eyebrow but obeyed nonetheless. Then, without any warning, she began stripping down right there and then, which instantly made you blush and look away while closing your eyes, even though, sadly, this was far from the first time she'd done that.
Since your father wasn't around most of the time, it was always the 3 of you, herself, Ariadne and you, and for some reason beyond your own understanding, they treated your home as it being a 'women's house' in the sense that neither your mom nor Ariadne had any qualms about walking around in their underwear, or changing clothes in your presence. They also apparently felt no shame about asking you to do their laundry or put away their clothes, which of course included their undies as well. Even when your father was around, he got the same treatment but seemed to be more desensitized to it, or at least was better at hiding his reaction than you were.
After a couple of minutes, you opened your eyes just to know if she was done, only to see her jumping up and down to try and get out of her ill-fitting yoga pants, her massive butt jiggling like mad from her efforts. It really was nearly as big as Lillian's, but whereas hers was creamy white, your mom's was bronze colored, which seemed to somehow make a better contrast with her simplistic underwear, an unfortunate (or fortunate, depending on the view) pair of black panties that her huge booty turned into a makeshift thong. You wanted to look away but it was like watching a trainwreck, you couldn't peel your eyes off of that outrageous display. Eventually she managed to get her pants off and tossed them aside, turning to face you.
"There we go" She sighed "Well, sweetie, what I need help with is picking out what swimsuit to take to the beach!" She chirped, making you facepalm hard enough to slightly sting.
"Don't worry, I'll go put them on in the bathroom" She giggled and after grabbing a few of them, she walked into her own bathroom as she promised.
'That should've gone without saying' You thought 'And then those two goons think this is being lucky' You quietly groaned, remembering the many times Jim and Pete expressed their envy at you for having the family you had.
Being much faster now that her most restrictive clothes, her pants, were off, it didn't take too long for Miriam to come out of the bathroom, now fully clad in one of her bikinis. She had certainly put on quite a bit of weight since the last time she wore it, but even though she had a slightly pudgy tummy, it honestly didn't look bad, and again, Lillian had even more of a tummy herself, and she carried it with full confidence. However, the chest portion of her bikini looked quite stretched, struggling to contain her large boobs, and looking down, you could see that the bottom portion was cutting into her hips, as those had grown wider than they were made for.
Miriam walked as if she was in a beauty pageant, swaying her curves as she did, trying her best at showing off her swimwear of choice, which was a rather simplistic black two-piece bikini, rather skimpy but you guessed it was more because of it being too small than by deliberate design.
"So? How do I look?" She asked eagerly. You discreetly took a deep breath... there was no winning for you here. You knew that was the kind of outfit that'd turn heads wherever she went, but you were also extremely well aware that she didn't have a single conservative one. Either she didn't like them altogether or simply loved showing off as much as she could legally get away with. You felt like this should've been your dad's job, but then again... you were the only guy she had available, so, as regretful as that might be, you kinda saw her point.
"Y-You look good, mom!" You said, a bit overenthusiastically, but that was because you were trying to compensate for your own shock. Besides, you knew that it was what she wanted to hear, and as weird as it may sound outside of your head, she did in fact look good as a woman, which was the source of the trouble in your mind, your brain was unable to handle the concept that your mom could actually look hot at all, it felt like a serious violation of some cosmic rule or something to that effect.
"Aww, thank you!" At least she sounded happy, which was the best you could aspire for in this situation, but then you felt your blood freezing as she slowly turned around.
"I know Sheila likes to joke around... and that she's not one to speak, but still... what do you think, honey? Does mama's booty look fat in this?" She asked while involuntarily making that very same fat booty jiggle a lot from her slight movements...
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May 12, 2023
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