This choice: - squee with excitement at her son-now-new-best-friend • Go Back...Chapter #7- squee with excitement at her son-now-new-best... by: Yote  A high pitched 'squeeee' began to emanate from Winifred's mouth, which bubbled up into an exuberant 'aaaaah'!' as she swept Michael up into a hug, their mature breasts slamming together.
"Oh my god, look at you! We're practically twins! How much did you bank? Ten, twenty Years?"
"Twenty five Years, actually," George piped up. His wife gave him a look, only not noticing the dramatic reduction in his years. She gave him a look of 'we can have fun with that later' before turning back to her son. "That's amazing, we're practically the same age now! This is going to be so much fun having you around the house!"
"But mom, I don't know if I want this."
"Nonsense, this makes so much financial sense. Now turn around, let's have a look at you." As Michael did a begrudging twirl, she gasped. "Oh, Mikey, who knew you had so much Ass to spare. I might have to make a bit of a withdrawal myself if we're to be sharing the same wardrobe. Hmm, I might need to be looking at a bit of an upgrade up there as well, you're quite a woman..." she mused, eyeing up her sons rack with a suspicion that he might be at least a cup size larger than her. It wasn't anything the Bureau couldn't fix though - they offered an account pooling service, where two or more people's attributes could be averaged out, giving each party equal Years, Beauty, Intelligence, and so on. It was sometimes used for married couples that wanted to share everything.
"We're sharing the same clothes?" Michael gasped glumly.
"Oh, we're going to be sharing far more than that, girlfriend!" she tittered. "Make-up tips, cooking tips, juicy gossip! It's going to be so refreshing having a woman my own age around the house for once. We're going to be the best of friends."
George smiled. He had been concerned his wife would have shut this whole learning exercise down, which she would have had the legal authority to do as his other parent or guardian. Maybe he'd get to have a little fun with the boy's misspent Youth after all.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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