Rebecca sat at her vanity, brushing her long blonde hair. She had graduated highschool earlier this year, but wasn’t starting college just yet as she didn’t know what to major in. When she finished brushing her hair, she stood from her vanity, her D cup breasts swinging freely in her shirt and her matching ass jiggling a bit in her short shorts, she rubbed her smooth waist as her stomach growled for breakfast.
“I wonder if Mom is making those pancakes again...” she mused as she went to the kitchen, the smell of food exciting her stomach. Rebecca had a somewhat firm build, years of highschool athletics left her with some muscle under her curves, but it was starting to fade due to inactivity. She got to the kitchen and did indeed find a stack of pancakes laid out, her mom must’ve left already. She decided to eat the tall stack of food because even after eating her mom’s cooking her entire life, it was always amazing. She ate and ate, which was strange to her because she felt she ate more food than was on the plate, it lasted as long as she wanted more, when she was sated the food quickly vanished into her stuffed tummy. She rubbed it, which felt nice, as she returned to her room to get ready for the day. What are her plans for today?
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