A Nightgown

Having sat down on the couch, you noticed from your living room mirror that Lisa had changed into a small black nightgown that also struggled to contain her massive breasts; each step down the stairs was a new test of gravity for her frame. Her dress was short, each step saw her legs hoisting the sides of her gown up a tiny bit, bunching near her crotch. Lisa continually rearranged her comfy outfit, chuckling to herself as she made her way down the stairs.

"Ahhhh, much better." She sighed, as she undid her hairtie, releasing a fiery bun of hair down past her shoulders. Not hearing her walk up behind you, you were surprised to feel her hands on your shoulders.

"Dougie, sweetie, you want to watch a movie with me?" she cooed, in your ear. Lisa began massaging your neck; she was surprisingly strong, although you were well aware that even the weakest futa could easily overpower an average male. Your muscles cracked and crinkled underneath her tight grip, and your vision fluttered as you began to relax into a state of torpor. Lisa chuckled again. "Oh, sweetie... your neck is so tight! You must have had a lot of stress from school. Yeah, let's watch a movie. I'll make some popcorn, hold on a sec~" Lifting her hands off of your neck, you snapped back into reality, only to notice Lisa's massive ass swaying into the kitchen. Her nightgown hiked up again, giving you a peek at the bottom of her dimpled ass. She was wearing bright pink and white striped underwear, hugging the inside of her cheeks with the efficacy of some dental floss. You quickly averted your attention and began to pick a movie, when you heard the characteristic *pop* of the snack being made in the microwave.

"Which kinda movie do you want to watch?" Lisa called out from the kitchen, amidst the sound of the popcorn popping.

You flipped the channels, searching for a good flick.