Becoming Shorts To Hide From Paula
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
latergator
Angie's heart thundered in her chest, so loudly that she could only just hear the approaching footsteps of her neighborhood nemesis, as she watched James squeeze his eyes shut and then vanish in a blink. Her head shot downwards, snapping her gaze to the floor. A pair of blue shorts sat on carpet where the naked teen had been standing. Her veins surging with adrenaline, and knowing she probably had but a second before Paula would blow the bedroom door open with her drunken might, Angie brought a foot down on the transformed James in a desperate stomp before hastily kicking the article of clothing under her bed for good measure. She felt brief a pang of guilt at treating him so roughly.
Brief, because it was soon drowned out by anger mixed with annoyance as the door crashed open and a fat cow lumbered in, it's fat belly and fatty breasts jiggling.
"Alright, you dumb slut, where is he?!" The cow spat, spraying a few droplets of alcohol-tainted saliva onto the carpet.
Angie spun around to face the loudmouthed intruder with such speed she surprised herself. "Not! Here! You! Bitch!" She spat back. "Now get out of my house before I call the fucking police on your ass!"
After continuing to glare at Angie for a few more seconds, Paula glanced around the bedroom. When her scan found no sign of her son anywhere, her scowl intensified as her sharpened gaze returned back to the other milf. Another stare down followed, until Paula, with a low growl, finally turned away and stomped out of the room. Both Angie and James listened intensely as the stomps made pace to the front door. Then came a loud crash, followed by a booming slam, and the stomps were gone. Paula had left the building. Angie and James both let free their held sighs of relief - though for the mouth-lacking James, nothing came.
The interruption now gone, Angie moved to retrieve her friend from under her bed. Quite afraid her back pain may return with a vengeance if she move to quickly, she took her time, slowly lowering herself down unto her knees before then lowering herself down to lay on her front. She bore through the awkwardness her breasts and potbelly afforded her in this position as she searched the darkness for those shorts. She spotted him quickly enough, dishevelled and sitting by his lonesome. With a bit more awkwardness, she reached out and manage to grab him.
"Sorry about stomping on you back there, sweetie." Angie said as she pulled James to her and stood up with him in tow. She looked him over with an eyebrow raised, curious as to why he would choose... Then the realization hit her. Fanned him out with her hands to double-check his size, she discovered he was just big enough. Her plump lips curled into a naughty little smile.
"So, want to be wrapped around these hips and this butt of mine, hm, James?" She whispered teasingly to the shorts. No replay came from the mouthless boy, of course. Angie didn't let the silence kill the mood. She set him down, nice and neatly, on the edge of her bed.
"Tell you what..." Leaning over him, she traced a wavy line across his surface with finger in a leisurely, teasing fashion. "If you want to get back to... the 'reward' I was going to give you earlier, before your mother interrupted us, just transform back. But," Turning around, she pushed out her rump, dangling it over him on the bed. "If you want to take these shorts' place, just stay as you are, okay, hun? Whatever you choose, be assured Miss Angie will give you best service she can provide."
Brief, because it was soon drowned out by anger mixed with annoyance as the door crashed open and a fat cow lumbered in, it's fat belly and fatty breasts jiggling.
"Alright, you dumb slut, where is he?!" The cow spat, spraying a few droplets of alcohol-tainted saliva onto the carpet.
Angie spun around to face the loudmouthed intruder with such speed she surprised herself. "Not! Here! You! Bitch!" She spat back. "Now get out of my house before I call the fucking police on your ass!"
After continuing to glare at Angie for a few more seconds, Paula glanced around the bedroom. When her scan found no sign of her son anywhere, her scowl intensified as her sharpened gaze returned back to the other milf. Another stare down followed, until Paula, with a low growl, finally turned away and stomped out of the room. Both Angie and James listened intensely as the stomps made pace to the front door. Then came a loud crash, followed by a booming slam, and the stomps were gone. Paula had left the building. Angie and James both let free their held sighs of relief - though for the mouth-lacking James, nothing came.
The interruption now gone, Angie moved to retrieve her friend from under her bed. Quite afraid her back pain may return with a vengeance if she move to quickly, she took her time, slowly lowering herself down unto her knees before then lowering herself down to lay on her front. She bore through the awkwardness her breasts and potbelly afforded her in this position as she searched the darkness for those shorts. She spotted him quickly enough, dishevelled and sitting by his lonesome. With a bit more awkwardness, she reached out and manage to grab him.
"Sorry about stomping on you back there, sweetie." Angie said as she pulled James to her and stood up with him in tow. She looked him over with an eyebrow raised, curious as to why he would choose... Then the realization hit her. Fanned him out with her hands to double-check his size, she discovered he was just big enough. Her plump lips curled into a naughty little smile.
"So, want to be wrapped around these hips and this butt of mine, hm, James?" She whispered teasingly to the shorts. No replay came from the mouthless boy, of course. Angie didn't let the silence kill the mood. She set him down, nice and neatly, on the edge of her bed.
"Tell you what..." Leaning over him, she traced a wavy line across his surface with finger in a leisurely, teasing fashion. "If you want to get back to... the 'reward' I was going to give you earlier, before your mother interrupted us, just transform back. But," Turning around, she pushed out her rump, dangling it over him on the bed. "If you want to take these shorts' place, just stay as you are, okay, hun? Whatever you choose, be assured Miss Angie will give you best service she can provide."
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