"Hmm, Jen. I think you can be of some used to me if my body is on auto-pilot back home hehe." You say with the interior of Millers house bring to you a great deal of wonderment as her hallway was decorated with so many family pictures and awards for being either teacher of the year or little silver lined plaques awarding your new husbands diligence at work. You simply grin while tugging at the strap of your bra making the bulging milk filled breast flooding through your cleavage jiggle like your ass as you take long heavy strides through the hall to further admire her...or your hard years of working as your ass cheeks strained against the rather conservative pair of panties under that tight black skirt and your belly rubs against the cotton white blouse trying to hold back such a plump and scrumptious body, "I'm thinking of giving that quiet Alex boy some praise, maybe that could help cheer him and his poor little mother up after he's taken that beating from those nasty little bullies~." You purr, touching her plump cherry lips as you break a left turn around the corner away from the stair steps, "But first, I'm going to need a phone and I'm sure it would be strange to get a call from Jens personal phone, so that means you must have an office just about...hear!" you shout, stomping the heal of your expensive stiletto against the hard wood floor sending the a wave of jiggles rippling up your fat pregnant body while standing infront of the nicely made maple wood door. "...or so I think it's the office, this could be a closet for all I know but fuck it...hehe I cursed with her voice." you say, shaking your head as your manicured fingers wrap around the knob and push the door wide open.
Out of sheer luck, the room was indeed the office and it was, if not, more lavish then the hallway with it's rows of stacked book cases covering any piece of wall they possibly good carrying volumes upon volumes of books related to economics and teaching, specifically the one bookcase covered entirely with thick books covering U.S History pre-colonial times to now with a few of the shelves being taken up by the trophies earned by Millers husband and a few by her as well! Though, it's quite hard to tell what those trophies are for as your eyes are brought back down to the tanned cleavage jiggling around the open cleavage as you strut towards the dark oak furnished desk with it's little trays filled with papers and it's neatly organized pends and folders as a digital phone sits on it's edge, "There we go, that's the phone I wanted hehe." you say as you run your fingers across the desks smooth surface, "But first before i make some long calls, I might as well get a little comfortable~." you purr, having trouble looking past your bulging breast and belly.
First to off where your heels as your kick them away after figuring out that bending over with a belly and pair of tits like this might wind you as the shoes are sent flying towards the center of the office, next was the blouse as you grab the corners of the cotton white blouse and carefully peel it off your body till it's yanked over your head, shaking your long locks of hair free as you peer down at the tan bulging tits barely fitting in your hot pink bra with it's strap digging lightly into your shoulders while your big slightly stretched mark covered belly sits exposed in the air, "T-these have to be H-cup...no even I cups." you mumble as you stare at the milk swollen breast sag and rest ontop of your belly with a perverted smile with your nails pulling down the zipper of your skirt before putting those jiggly ass cheeks to work as the skirt is tugged and shaken off your grand pants destroying ass and hips wearing the hot pink frilly panties tightly against your ass. "Haa~! So much better!" you shout and give your ass a hard smack feeling the fat jiggle against your hand and those manicured nails dig into the flesh as you let out a soft moan before carefully sitting down in your husbands office chair, amused by how your rear end eats up most of the seats cushioning.
"Hehe, now I'm comfortable~." you say, pressing a nail against her swollen tit to see it sink in and bounce right back out as your reach for the phone and dial your mother and bring the phone up to your ear, waiting patiently for her to answer as you lean back in the chair, smiling being from your chin not only being able to sink into the soft cleavage of your chest but also to how your lips almost touch it as well till a loud click causes you to shoot straight forward.
"Hello, Mrs.Miller?" you hear your mothers shy voice call from the other end of the phone, knowing well she can sounds a bit more authoritative if pushed just enough, "I-I wasn't expecting a call from you...at all honestly is something the matter?" she asks, voice full of worry and caution, "Is it about Alex's bruises? he refuses to let me know where they came from but I think I know well who did it!" she shouts, making your chest radiate with warmth over your mothers over bearing concern for your safety..however it does not stop you from rubbing your sore nipple through the thin cup of the bra.
"Mmm~. Noooo, but I know the bullies that beat up poor Alex and I will ensure you their punishment will be swift and just!" you say, hearing your mothers sigh of relief on the other end, "But I really called to let you know that your son, Alex, has been a joy to have in class!" you say as your mother squeaks on the other end from the sudden outburst.
"R-really? he is?" she asks as a tingle ran up your spine while with the nipple becoming erect and poking through the cup of the bra, "Yeees~. He's always on time, he's a sweet heart to me and the other teachers and his grades...Hmm his grades have been very well!" you say, hearing another sigh this time of joy from your mother and a soft giggle filling you with warmth, "Hmm, that's the only reason I really wanted to call, thought you'd like to know how he's doing in school!"
She sighs and responds, "Thank you Mrs.Miller, it's nice to hear something good about my boy after all he's been through, I'm sure you'll understand how I feel after your own bundle of joy is born." she says as you rub your swollen belly, "B-but how will you deal with the bullies?" she asks, making you flinch a bit. "O-oh! don't worry about them i will deal with them shortly, e-ehm, oh would you look at the time I should go, okay ye!" you quickly say slamming he phone down on it's receiver. You planned on punishing those assholes but to go into depth of what you would do would end Miller in more trouble then it's worth. Sighing loudly you lean back in the chair and lift your tits up to kiss both of them, "Mwah~! Ahhh, now that mom is happy I should get onto better ventures, hmmm~." You cook as your fingers dig into the soft flesh of your own tits while your eyes fall upon a little phone book full of student parent numbers.
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