Jim scampers down the hallway, avoiding the sight of his new big sister
Katie attempting to fit into a tiny Gap shirt made for a young girl. He
runs down the stairs and stops just as the tile floor of the kitchen
meets the carpet of the living room. He glances up at a most unfamiliar
His mother, Josie was washing dishes while wearing a small cooking
apron....in just a pair of tight panties! Humming to herself as she
worked, her 45 year old body looked to be more youthful than Jim had
remembered. Her long legs looked a little thinner and tanned while they
led up to a very wide ass and a rather small waist for her age. Her
large E cup breasts which were splendorous before children and menopause
were supported and firm as if they were on a 25 year old, except for
their incredible size. She would fit the definition of a MILF.
Little Jim stood there holding himself with his mouth open for what
seemed like ages. He considered just high-tailing it back upstairs to his
room and not coming out for 5 years. He did not want his domineering,
feministic, proud-to-be-a-female mother of his to see him in his
diminished form...."What would she do with me?" Jim gulped unconciously.
Being a housewife while maintaining such a cornfed figure was hard
enough without her obnoxious and male-egotistical son making her feel
bad. He was definately a man. One that did not respect women. He was
certainly not a man that could devote himself properly to one before he
even asks her to be physical with him. Josie's own son made her feel
anger and shame. He was always against her for everything ... ever since
he could get around on his own in the world. She secretly reveled in the
days when he was simply a bundle of joy; as she affectionately calls
it, 'still on the tits.'
Ofcourse, Josie is overboard and very tyrannical with her beliefs.
Too bad for little Jimmy that her "Rosie the Riveter Does It Best" club
meeting was canceled due to high school wrestlers needing the gym.
His mother hears a small sound from behind her, and the pitter of
small feet other than the ones belonging to the cats. Thinking it was a
playful gesture by her family member she asks in a husky, almost
demanding voice, "Who can that be to see big momma?" She chuckled to
herself. She definately thought of herself as 'Big Momma'.
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