You find that you're more easily able to process the unfamiliar in your mind if you're doing something with your hands, so you figure that you might as well help with the move. After all, while this may all be strange to you, it's only polite to try to welcome your new family, and helping with the move seems the best way to do this. You actually step up to volunteer for this task which nets you a proud look from your father (obviously deciding he raised you right), a grateful beam from your new stepmother, and delighted looks from both Mary and Alex.
"Come on, then," says Mary, already striding towards the vehicle they came in (her massive breasts bouncing as she does), "we'll show you where our stuff is. We don't have a lot to bring in, but it'll make it quicker with help."
As you follow, unable to help yourself stealing a glance at the enormous swaying backside of Alex, you hear something else said quietly.
"He's cute," Alex murmurs to her older sister.
"Oh yeah," whispers Mary, "super cute."
You're pretty sure you weren't meant to hear that, so you act as if you didn't, but while it kind of surprises you it also leaves you feeling pretty flattered. As you help the girls (and your dad and new stepmom go through the house) you get the idea that they didn't really need your help but are more or less indulging your desire to help them. It becomes obvious to you that these two husky dog-girls are not simply taller than you, they're a good deal stronger. More than once one of them helps you to steady a heavy box, which leads to a certain amount of closeness. It occurs to you that they have no problem with being close and you find yourself recieving at least one hug from each of them. Mary quite openly hugs you against her, mashing your head directly in her gargantuan boobs, when you're bold enough to pay her a compliment. Alex's hug comes when you and she are obscured behind the van, presumably as her own thank you for "helping".
Once the moving is done, your father settles next to his bride on the loveseat, the two of them cuddled close. You settle yourself in the middle of the couch and instantly find Mary on one side and Alex on the other, cuddled on either side of you as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"It's good to see the three of you already getting along," says your father, "now there is something we'll have to discuss."
As it turns out, that thing is...
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