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Chapter 22 by wsauthor

What's next?

Doing your job.

“Let’s continue packing up?” You pull off the outfit and put it with the others.

“Probably a good idea,” Jane tells you and pulls off her bikini. She throws it into your box.

“We really plumped you up,” Jean observes as she watches you pile up more swimwear, the belly getting in the way.

“Yeah, but less distracting than a couple of hard cocks,” you blush as you realize your phrasing. “For you, I mean. Having them getting in the way.”

“Our hard dicks distracted you more than a big cum-bloated belly? Interesting…” Jane trails off.

“Look at how much more we’ve gotten done in just a few minutes without them. We are nearly finished!” You are curious about a set of panties and slip them on. “What do you think? They seem to fit just fine. Even with the waistband lower in the front.” You stand and turn 360.

“Those are those booty-shaping ones. They round out your bottom and made it look bigger. You’re good with that?” Jean asks.

“They actually fit and aren’t like a thong. Can I borrow them?”

“Yeah, anything you want. We gotta do laundry in the new apartment today anyways. Wait, what time is it?” Jean realizes she doesn’t have her phone either.

“Oh, I put my phone aside.” You grab it. “It’s four.”

“Oh crap! We need to get the keys before 5! We need to grab what we have and get there. We can come back for the rest!”

Jane jumps up and they begin carrying boxes out to the cart you brought up. You have a little trouble reaching beyond your belly to pick them up. You stack a few on top of each other and push the stack.

“You sure hard cocks are more distracting?” Jane says as you turn and see the two sisters watching you struggle. They are sporting erections again.

“I was just teas-shit!” You curse as your boxes fall over.

“I guess he’s right.” You all laugh and they help you get the rest of the boxes on the cart. You push the cart to the front door and don’t hear them following you.

“Forgetting something?” Jane asks.

“Keys! Duh!” You turn.

“Uh, naked?” Jean prompts you.

“…Right! Shoes!”

“Just panties and shoes?”

Uhh…right.

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