As Mitch shook his head to move past Rae's aggressive words, he was filled with a new resolve to control the situation. He made a beeline down the stairs toward the living room, trying to avoid further encounters with confusing crotches. If he could stop everyone from further complicating the situation, he might be able to revert things to normal. Well, maybe not normal, but at least maybe find a way to avoid these strange feelings he was having.
As he passed through the kitchen, he almost ran directly into his just arrived girlfriend. Stopping just short, she gasped, "Mitch! Where are you going so fast?" Jenna was a pretty girl, with elfin features and dirty blonde hair that was always a bit messy. She wasn't winning any awards in the curvy department, but despite her slim features was very cute. She looked at him questioningly with her bright green eyes.
"Um, hey Jenna. I, uh, I need to do something real quick. Kind of an emergency," Mitch stammered as her presence filled him with not a small amount of dread.
"Well I didn't mean to show up unannounced, I just knew you'd be home and wanted to spend some time. Whatever you need to do in such a hurry, don't let me stop you." She was obviously a little annoyed at his behavior, but she followed him into the next room having already forgiven him.
As Mitch looked at the couch he breathed out a sigh of relief at seeing the pile of shirts still where he had left them. However, his solace was interrupted as he approached and realized the pile was much smaller than before. His eyes darted around the room as his mother entered, tits first, still proudly displaying the "Twins" shirt that had generated his "cool aunt" Mona. Her mom-jeans had become much shapelier on her recently curvaceous body, and much like her twin had an obvious and colossal bulge at the front, immediately drawing Mitch's stare. "Oh Mitch! Thanks for picking up all those silly shirts for everyone, they'll be perfect for painting or just lounging around the house like today," Moira said with a smile as she approached and began folding the remaining shirts.
"They, uh, they weren't for everyone..." Mitch said as his hopes continued deflating.
Moira gave him a sideways glance, "What were you planning on doing with shirts in every size? Don't be silly, I folded them and put the smalls in your sister's room, the mediums in your dresser, and split the larges between Mona and me." Mitch almost asked when she had started wearing large shirts, but the bountiful breasts pushing her current shirt out reminded him.
By now, Jenna had approached and was looking at the remaining shirts, "Where'd you find these?" She giggled as she read a few, "These are hysterical, 'Booty Queen,' 'Double Sausage,' 'Sexy Belly?' Oh my god, there's dozens of these!" Jenna's sense of humor remained pretty perverse and charming even as Mitch furiously contemplated a way to maneuver her out of the room.
"Yep," Said Moira as she finished folding the remaining pile. Standing fully, her covered cock must have been just inches from Jenna's face as the younger woman was closely studying the shirts' text, but Jenna didn't seem the least bit perturbed by the obscene bulge. "And these are just the extra large sizes, I don't know what we're going to do with them," Said Moira.
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