Dress April in the cheerleading outfit

Once Mike is gone, you're left standing alone with April in the living room.

"Well, Sweetie, do you want to get started?" She doesn't seem at all turned-on, but she's definitely not **** either. You've heard this voice a thousand times in your old world, when she asked if you need a snack or if you're staying for dinner... You're a valued guest, and she wants to make sure you're happy.

"Let's head into the bedroom," you suggest. She nods in agreement, walking up the stairs with you close on her heels; you take the opportunity to get an eyeful of her swaying ass.

Once you reach the bedroom, she looks to you for guidance. "So, what do you want?"

You take stock of her cum-covered body. "How about you take a shower? I'll have something special for you to wear after."

She glances down at the cheerleader's uniform in your hand, raising an eyebrow. "I think I know what you have in mind." With that, she chuckles and goes into the master bathroom to shower.

While April showers, you lay the uniform on the bed to admire it. It's a sleeveless crop top, paired with a pleated skirt that's much shorter than you thought a school would allow. Both garments are red, with white and gold highlights.

You then open up April's dresser, searching for some undergarments to complete the ensemble... And are delighted to find nothing but thongs, crotchless panties, lacy one-pieces, and other risque lingerie in her underwear drawer. You eventually settle on a gold thong that almost matches her daughter's uniform.

When April comes out of the shower wrapped in a towel, she sees the outfit on the bed and gives a short laugh. "Looks like I was right." You watch eagerly as she casually drops the towel and gets dressed.

The skirt slides on without issue: despite her larger, curvier frame, April's hourglass waist is a similar size to her daughter's. The top, however, is different story. It was designed to be fairly tight on a girl with B-cup tits, and April's head-sized jugs are refusing to squeeze into it. The bimbo mom struggles for a minute, even jumping up and down in an attempt to shove her breasts inside.

"Mind giving me a hand?"

You were so absorbed watching her tits bounce around that you hadn't even considered offering to help! Walking up behind her, you grab her huge tits from behind and pull them against her chest as she yanks the top down. With a deep breath and a heroic heave, she manages to fit her rack into her daughter's uniform.

You take a step back, then motion for April to give you a twirl. She happily obliges, and you admire the view. The skirt wasn't made to be scandalously short, but her huge bubble butt is hiking it up somewhat... And the twirl does the rest, showing off her tiny panties. The real treat is her upper half, though: the too-tight-top ends just before her breasts do, allowing the compressed melons to bulge out of both the bottom and the top. As she spins and poses for you, they threaten to pop out at every movement.

"You know, I was actually a cheerleader back in the day," she says happily. "Should I do some cheers for you?"