Chapter #5Option 1 Chris the fox by: Unknown Chris walked up the sidewalk a little hesitantly, he knew why he was being sent to live with his dad, what with him having a stable lifestyle and all, and mom not handling the divorce too well. Not that she hit him or abused him mind you, she just started having a few ... mental breaks shall we say, and lost her job, started drinking, couldn't pay the bills. And so on until she'd lost custody and while she was dealing with the fallout of her descisions, his dad got full custody of Chris. He'd even gotten remarried at some point!
Finally standing at the door, he rang the doorbell. And waited, and waited, and waited some more, until he rang it again. Again, he waited, and after ringing it a few times in a row, finally he heard footsteps, dainty footsteps that ended in a *thud* as what sounded like a body ran into the front door.
"Ooowwww....." he heard the feminine voice groan behind the solid door.
"Hello?" He asked, hoping to finally get let inside, "It's Chris, I was sent to live with my dad."
"Hi Chris," the voice said from behind the door, "I no know doors talk."
This person either thought they were being funny, or they were not the brightest bulb on the tree.
"Could you open the door please?" He asked.
"Okay!" The voice said cheerfully, "How do that?"
After a few minutes of directing the voice on how to operate the door, it finally opened, and the sight that greeted him was not one he was expecting. The naked vixen standing in front of him had the largest breasts he'd ever seen! (Of course she was naked, clothes aren't a thing in this storyline)
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'This must be my new stepmom.' He thought to himself.
"Like, Hi!" She said, "My name, um......" and then she stopped, staring vacantly over him.
Chris was waiting for her to continue, but nope. She just stared, her eyes drifting a bit, getting wall-eyed and a bit of drool was starting to form from her open mouth.
"Uh, hello?" He waved his hand in front of her.
"Oh, hi!" She said, bending down low to look at him, her massive breasts swinging, "Who you?"
"I'm Chris, I was sent her to live with my dad." And seeing how this lady would probably lose a math contest to a houseplant he added, "Your husband, Roger."
"You look like him!" She smiled, standing back up, her breasts bouncing again from the motion before staring vacantly.
"What's your name?" Chris asked.
"My name Lilly!" She said happily, once again going vacant,
"Can I come inside to see my room?" He asked, not wanting to stand around even longer.
"Ok!" And she gestured for him to enter, before getting caught up in her reflection in the hallway mirror, staring intently into her own eyes.
Heading upstairs, after closing the door for Lilly, Chris found a note on his bed from his dad, letting him know that his dad would be out of town for a while, so he had to behave. And there was a small note explaining that Lilly was indeed, intellectually challenged with an estimated IQ of about 44, and that she'd need a little help around the house ... and in the shower/bathtub.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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