"Do you think I can choose the next picture, honey?" Rebecca asked.
Emile nodded excitedly at his mom's question, wanting to take more pictures. Emile didn't know why, but he felt super happy and excited about using the camera. "Thanks Mommy! Then.... I think you could take a picture of me!"
"Aww, of course baby." Rebecca swooned, feeling overwhelmed by the adorable nature of her son.
Rebecca took a step back. She brushed her red curls from her eyes, bringing them close to the camera's viewing lens. She aimed it at her little boy, who was grinning ear to ear. He had curly brown hair, like his father, and wore his favorite Avengers t-shirt with shorts. Rebecca laughed, then told him to "Say Cheese!"
FLASH
Rebecca lowered the camera, then watched as the photo slid out. She grabbed it, gave it a shook, the smiled at the picture it produced.
"Oooo, Em it turned out so good!" She laughed.
"Stop it Becks. It did not." Emily huffed, glaring at Rebecca with a scowl.
Rebecca looked back up, frowning at her friend. Emily was now pouting, tightening her grip on her purse's handle.
"You haven't even seen it yet." Rebecca huffed.
"I don't need to." Emily trailed off.
Emily knew she wasn't at her peak. After her second child, she hadn't managed to shake off that baby weight. While most people would just call her a little chubby, but Emily felt downright fat. She couldn't even enjoy her husband's comments about her big ass or large tits anymore, as it only made her self conscious. What's worse was her roots were beginning to shine gray through her brunette locks. Like she needed to feel old on top of fat.
"Em, you gotta get this stuff out of your head!" Rebecca sighed. "The first step is to finally start accepting yourself and work on any improvement you need later."
"Can we just shop instead?" Emily huffed. "I wanna get some new necklaces while they're still on sale."
Rebecca was upset that her friend was acting so down on herself. She knew more pictures was the key, but would it even help if her best friend was so against having pictures taken? Rebecca watched as Emily turned, beginning to walk towards the nearest Jewelry store. For some reason, Rebecca felt a twinge of arousal and... nostalgia, as she saw Emily's round ass?
She shook off the feeling with a literal head shake.
"What the hell Rebecca, you're not gay." She thought, confused. "And more importantly you're a married woman!"
After quickly adjusting her cleavage to hide her now protruding nipples, she decided quickly what to do.
Rebecca....