This choice: Someone Enters the Bathroom! • Go Back... Angela pushed and tore at the oversized clothing with all her might. Finally, she reaches the final layer and can see the wooden bathroom door. Hey eyes light up with hope... She approaches the door carefully but her heart immediately sinks as the rumbling echoes of the doorknob twisting stop her dead in her tracks.
Soon, the door is pushed inwards, slamming the pile of clothes and Angela to the side. The sudden intrusion frightens Lauren who clutches her body defensively.
“Lauren?! Oh I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you were home yet.” The warm tones of Carrie, Lauren’s mother rings through. The mature beauty steps in gently holding her daughter. “Are you alright Lauren? You look... Rough?” Carrie leans in and sniffs her daughter’s neck. She is immediately repelled by the stench of alcohol.
“Jesus Christ Lauren! You’ve been drinking this early?!” She shakes her daughter by the shoulders, disgusted. Lauren’s unstable footing almost gives way, leading into a strange tussle between mother and daughter...
Below them, the only witness to this was recovering from the slam of a bathroom door. Angela clutched her head and spectates the fight above her, taking notice of their unstable footing, hoping to not suffer another journey underfoot.
Above, the fighting of the Giantess’s ceases. Carrie lets go of her daughter, realising that scolding her now would be pointless. “Get yourself cleaned up. We’ll talk later.” Carrie turns ready to leave but eyes the clothing on the floor, instinctively bundling it in her hands. Carrie strides out, slamming the bathroom door on her drunken slut of a daughter...
The last moments were a blur for Angela, one moment she saw a gigantic domestic dispute. The next, she was griped and bundled ferociously in the dark blue fabric of Lauren’s dress and panties. The immediate rise in elevation made the poor girl nauseous as the rumble of Carrie’s footsteps shake her uneven footing. She could hear muffled breathing as Carrie knocked on Christian’s bedroom door.
“Christian? You in there darling? I’ve come back from work a little early. I hope it’s not messed with your plans?” Christian pushes through the door in a panicked rush.
“Mom!? Why didn’t you tell me you were home early?! I just activated my experiment about two minutes ago. Something terrible could’ve happened.” He hugs his Mom tightly, thankful she’s alright. Yet in the back of his mind he was sure something happened.
Inside her fabric prison, Angela was ecstatic to hear her boyfriend’s voice again. She tired desperately push through the fabric to reach him but upon the giant’s embrace, she found herself crushed against Carrie’s exposed cleavage, she tried in vain to grip and hold on...
Carrie and Christian’s hug was short lived, he was a busy person after all and Carrie understood this. “Oh! Before you go, have you got any dark clothes? I’m gonna get a round of washing sorted out. Christian shook his head and gently closed the door.
“That’s alright then, have you heard anything from Angela? I’d like to see her today. I know it’s a small thing, but she really brightens up the place.” Carrie shuffles away after sighing to herself unknowingly sealing Angela’s fate as her movements make her lose her grip and cascade down her cavernous cleavage... But will the Giantess notice her intruder?
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