Since Anna had resigned herself to an older pair of leggings to stretch over her now disproportionately large ass, and a loose fitting T-shirt to cover her new breasts, she'd decided to make it a house cleaning day. The exact kind of busy work to take her mind off the last day's events. She'd helped Tommy put on his clothes, carefully tucking his enormous penis down the leg of his pants. Even with the shaft stashed in the pantleg, his heavy sack still bulged his zipper seam to an obscene degree. Again, she felt a mild heat spread through her, alien thoughts invade her mind.
"Don't worry, my hung little baby. Mommy will take care of your big pussy-wrecker..." She shook her head. The innermost voice in her head didn't even sound like her. She had to distract herself.
As if to answer her prayers, the doorbell rang. She quickly patted her hair in place, and adjusted her chest. This would have to do. She placed her hand on the door handle, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
"Hiiiii!" Her neighbor, Chelsea, greeted her with her signature high-pitched 'hello' that lasted far too long.
"Hi, Chelsea," Anna feigned excitement at seeing her, "I see you've brought little Noah with you! Great!"
"Oh, I just got him into this new outfit, and had to show him off! Aren't the little overalls cute?" She did a little turn to show the pinstriped coveralls on him.
"Oh yes, of course, very cute." Anna needed to end this conversation as quickly as possible, or else Tommy might-
"Mommy?"
Fuck.
Tommy toddled out, his package bobbing in step with him, toward Anna. This was bad. She couldn't let Chelsea see. Just before he reached her, she gently steered him such that he was mostly hidden behind the door, only peaking out slightly with one eye.
"Oh, he's so shy sometimes!" Anna practically shouted, relieved she didn't have to immediately explain t her neighbor why her son was suddenly hung like a mule.
"That's quite alright. It's good to see you, Tommy!" Chelsea waved little Noah's hand, as if he was greeting him. Noah giggled.
"Well I just wanted to remind you that Ted and I are having a little garage party tonight, and we'd love if you and Tommy could come. I know it's short notice, but if you could make the time, we'd love to see you."
Anna's panic rose again. "Oh, uh...I'm not sure if we can, I've got quite a few projects going on...but I'll try!" She felt like she was sweating too much.
Chelsea feigned disappointment, in an exaggerated pout. "Well, okay. Hope to see you there!. Bye bye, Tommy!" and with that, she turned and walked towards the sidewalk again.
"Bye bye!" Anna all but slammed the door, exhaling loudly. A bullet dodged, but just barely.
"...Mommy?"
"Yes, honey." Anna breathed, without even opening her eyes yet.
"My test-tickles hurt again..." his lip quivered.
Fuck.