“Well……..” Colin paused rubbing the back of his head.
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“WHERE IS HE?!” An angry voice shouted as the front door was pushed open.
The ginger hair, the bloodthirsty scowl, the suit dress in ninety-degree heat?
It was Karen Anderson alright.
“How did she even find you?!” Sam asked.
“I overheard that little talk he had about taking my daughter to some ridiculous cat cafe!” Karen shouted as she grabbed Christy’s wrist.
“Stay away from me, mom!” Christy shouted.
“I most certainly won’t! I’m not letting you associate with HIM ANYMORE!” Karen said as she went in for a punch.
“Keep your hands off my future son-in-law, he’s not even dating that cow!” Mrs Akizuma shouted.
“Cow?! COW?! At leastI actually taught my sweetheart to dress decently!!!” Karen snapped.
“EXCUSE ME?!” Wendy snapped as she stomped over and punched Karen right in the gut.
The whole table devolved into a heated fistfight as Karen’s heel connected with his crotch.
Colin screamed as the pink glow spread down his arms and up the leg he just grabbed, running across Karen’s body to Christy and Wendy’s hands, running across her mothers hands from her shoulders as everything turned pink….
and all Colin could see was the silhouettes of four women with rapidly swelling breasts and thighs as he was pelted by a barrage of buttons…
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“Annnd that’s what I remember….” Colin said.
“I don’t remember all of that…” Shara said, “Pretty sure you hit your head…”
“Perhaps you know where it is they are?” Marinette asked.
“Right here, hun!” Karen’s voice said from somewhere else.
Colin and Marinette both jumped… and then they took a closer look.
Karen wasn’t angry… not even a little peeved.
“Are you feeling alright?” Colin asked.
“Oh yeah, sorry about that, I don’t even know why I was mad!” Karen smiled.
And that’s when Colin really took it all in; Karen was standing there looking less like the ruthless city councilwoman and more like… a pornstar, no other word for it. She’d gained a couple dozen cup sizes, 25Js that threatened to rip her strapless line green top clean in half. Her lips were plumped up to a sultry pout, her normally weathered face looking less wrinkled and absolutely plastered in blush and eyeshadow. She had huge diamond earrings, long acrylic fingernails painted with flowers, the same flower pattern painted on her toenails as seen in her ten inch stilettos that had straps going all the way up her big plush thighs, ending just below those absolutely tiny gold shorts.
“I love this outfit by the way, Mar Mar… can’t wait til hubby gets a load of this.” She smiled as she spun around and slapped her massive round ass.
“Oh yeah… that’s… great…” Sam winced.
“Relax Sammy, I’m not gonna bite!” the new Karen giggled.
“You really know how to compliment a lady’s figure, Mari!” A second voice beamed.
Colin looked over to Wendy’s mom and- HOLY CRAP, HER TOO?!
“Oh, uhhhh, my pleasure, mademoiselle Akizuma…” Marinette said.
“Oh my gawd, stop! Just call me Yoko, everybody does!” She giggled.
Yoko had on heels just as tall as Karen’s, except they were purple to match her tiny cashmere dress that showed off her tight round booty and big broad hips. Her bust was a G cup just like Luan’s, enough cleavage hanging out to show that she wasn’t wearing a bra of any kind, her glittery purple lips curled up in a smile.
“Anyway, it was like so nice meeting you girls, but it’s happy hour downtown and we wanna have some fun!” Yoko giggled, “Later Wendy!!!”
“Bye Chrissy!” Karen added.
They watched the milfs squeeze past each other as two other voices chimed in.
“Later mom!” Wendy said in her usual voice.
“Bye Mommy!” Christy chirped in an absolutely bubbly voice.
Colin and Marinette looked over immediately.