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A confused frown appeared on Ana’s face initially, and you felt hope raise within you. That hope was immediately shattered as Ana’s confusion gave way to a big smile that displayed her dazzlingly smile. She giggled for a few seconds, her infectious laughter that usually filled you with happiness filling you with sadness instead.
“Oh cute!” Ana gushed. “Mom must have bought these for me.” Your best friend casually rubbed her hands across your face, which was stretched out across the front of the twin bra cups. Her finger spoked at your eyes, causing you to mentally groan in pain. “This bra is so soft too. I’ll definitely wear it today.”
With that decision reached, Ana grabbed a matching pair of tan panties and closed her underwear drawer. You took note of her totally naked body, and you found yourself inexplicably unable to look away. Ana was a drop-dead gorgeous girl, who took after all of the best features from both Emma and Stacy. Whenever you were around her like this, you found it so hard not to stare.
Of course, you were instantly reminded of your horrible position as Ana began fitting her breasts into the cups of the bra. She tied the straps around her back, cementing you in place. Your body had fused to the outside of the bra, but you could still feel a bit of pressure from Ana’s humongous boobs squished into the bra. You could also feel her body heat radiating through the fabric and into your body.
Ana pulled up some comfy leggings and slipped on a tight t-shirt. The t-shirt constricted against Ana’s skin, squeezing tightly against her expansive chest size. Your face was pressed forcibly into the fabric of the t-shirt, but there wasn’t anything you could do about it. As Ana left her room and headed downstairs, her breasts bouncing you up and down slightly, you knew you were in for the long run.
You began to mentally sob, despairing over this new tormented that had been inflicted upon you. Deep down you knew that sleeping while wrapped inside a pair of leggings had been a terrible idea. Why did every single member of Ana’s family have to big the biggest and most forgetful ditzy women on the planet? Of course, you couldn’t fully blame them either, which made you even more depressed.
“Hey moms. Good morning.” Ana said as she entered the kitchen.
“Good morning sweetie!” Emma gave Ana a big kiss on the forehead, and handed her a stack of freshly made pancakes.
“How did you sleep?” Stacy asked, looking up from the newspaper. Ana stifled a giggle at seeing her mother still dressed in only her underwear.
“Good. Ready for another day.” Ana nodded, plopping down across from Stacy. “Also, thanks for the cute new bra you bought me.”
“What?” Stacy inquired, wondering what her daughter was talking about. Ana cocked her head to the side, and was about to explain the silly looking bra she had found in her underwear drawer that morning.
Just then, the back door opened and Kat walked inside. She was dripping sweat from head to toe, as she had just been practicing her soccer skills for the past two hours.
“Hey…everyone. Good…morning.” She huffed loudly, trying to catch her breath. “Maybe…this is just me…but did we ever take Jill…to school yesterday?” Kat looked around at the rest of her family. “I…I didn’t remember.”
“Uh…” Emma glanced at her spouse. “Your mother and I slept in late yesterday. You two had left for school by the time we woke up. I didn’t notice Jill anywhere.”
“Yeah, she wasn’t in your room when I collected your dirty clothes.” Stacy added, giving Ana a playful nudge. “You need to clean up the clothes off of your floor more often missy.”
Emma giggled. “So, I suppose Ana is the only one who can answer our question. Do you remember anything honey?”
“I’m sorry mom. I wish I had a better memory.” Ana shrugged, but she wasn’t really paying attention to what she was saying. She was trying desperately to remember whether or not she had taken you to school with her the previous morning. Something about what Stacy had said was also bothering her.
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