[10:00am - Saturday]
Jen woke up a bit later than usual. It was Saturday, so there wasn't anything wrong with sleeping in.
Her pussy breast still felt tender from last night. She remembered how determined she felt when she decided to free-buff in front of her family. Now, being less horny and more level headed, she was embarrassed at the thought. She wasn't some kind of exhibitionist.
Still, her mom seemed completely unaware of her lower breast, even though most of it was visible, not to mention leaking milk.
With a bit of courage, she decided to perform the test.
She found one of her shortest skirts and pulled it on, then picked out a cute top. This one wasn't quite as showy as what she’d worn yesterday. It was a thin black fabric. The sleeves ended just past her elbows and it was long enough to reach the top of the skirt, though her breasts did push it up a bit. She imagined how much tighter the shirt would be if she still had D’s. Before slipping on the shirt, she decided to stick pasties on her upper nipples. She didn't want anyone commenting on showy nipples again, at least not the top two.
She walked, a little bow-legged to the mirror and looked at the getup. Black was slimming and while her four breasts were still shapely B cups, they weren't terribly noticeable. Her skirt was a different story. She remembered buying it on a whim, feeling sexy at the time. It definitely wasn't safe for school. Since it wouldn't take much for someone to catch a gimps of her panties if she bent in any given direction.
She pulled the waistband up far enough in the front to hide the top of her pussy. This allowed the breast to droop at least two inches down from where the skirt ended.
“Here goes nothing...” She hesitated for a moment, then left her room.
Her sister was in the living room watching the TV. She purposefully walked in front of her to get to the recliner on the other side.
No response...
Jen sat on the recliner, then against her better judgment, pulled the lever to recline back. Anyone standing directly in front of her would get a pretty decent view of the breast, though the short skirt did conceal her labia and hood just above.
“Hey Ali, what do you think of my sk...” Before she could finish, their Mother walked in.
“Huh?” Ali replied, not fully paying attention.
“Oh, nothing...” Jen replied.
“Mom, do I look unusual?”
“Sis, you’re acting weird again!” Ali giggled.
“Shut up Ali!” Jen snapped.
Their mom stared at her for a moment then said, “why aren't you wearing the underwear I bought?”
Jen had a moment of panic, realizing that she might have taken this too far...
“You usually have trouble walking. I’m surprised you aren't wearing them today.”
“Do I have to?” Asked Jen, with a little caution.
“Well, no...Nobody’s making you.” Mom replied.
Now, feeling somewhat daring Jen asked, “Really? So this isn't inappropriate at all?”
Jen lifted her skirt, completely exposing the breast and stretched labia.
“What?” Her mother asks with a look of confusion.
Jen can’t believe it, then decided to take it a step further, “What about this?”
She reached around her breast and lifted it up, exposing the vaginal opening underneath.
“JEN LEE SMITH!, STOP THAT RIGHT THIS INSTANT!” Her Mom yelled.
At the same moment, Fred walked into the room.
“What’s going on?” He asked, taking a sip of coffee. He turned his head and noticed Jen, who was still holding up her breast. The moment his eyes found her crotch he coughed on his coffee and said, “Never mind...” Then turned back towards the door.
Jen was expecting that sort of reaction from the skirt, so having to take it this far caught her off guard. She let go, her breast landed with a little slap as it hit her thighs.
Ali began to crack up.
“Ali, that’s not funny!” Their mom scolded.
“Jen, what’s gotten into you?”
“So it’s fine to show off this tit, but anything else is inappropriate?” Jen asked with some defiance.
“I’m not sure what you’re getting at,” her mom replied with an expression between angry and confused.
“None of you have a problem with this breast in my crotch?” Jen asked, this time looking towards her sister who was trying really hard to keep a straight face.
“When has anyone ever had a problem with it?” Her mom replied...
“I sure hope you don’t pull this crap at school.”
Ali turned to Jen and said, “I can’t believe you just flashed you vagina at mom!”
“Sis, you’re such a perv!”
“Shut up!” Jen replied, hoping the situation didn't escalate.
“Stop it you two!” Their mom interjected. “Jen, nobody cares about your breast downstairs, but that’s no excuse to flash your vagina. I don’t know what’s gotten into you lately, but you need to get yourself sorted out.”
Jen, feeling a little embarrassed said, “Sorry mom...”
“I swear, you girls just drive me up the wall some times...” Their mom said as she left the room.
Alison started laughing as soon as she left.
Jen leaned forward on the recliner then stood up. She wasn't sure exactly how to remedy that situation, but thought putting on the underwear her mom had picked up might be a good place to start.
Besides, mom was right, they did make it easier for her to walk.
Ali continued to giggle as Jen stepped out of the living room to make her way up the stairs...