Shopping!

The mother-‘daughter’ duo pulled into a mall, but not the usual one. Charlene had taken them to a mall a few towns over as “Kristi’s such a nice girl, we’d best not risk hurting her feelings by going to the mall but not The Spot. We want Chanel, not Sears!”.

Andrea thought that idea was dumb as Kristi knew that her store was chic but not exactly luxury and she frequently shopped elsewhere, but ‘she’ went along with Charlene anyhow out of convenience.

For the next several hours, Charlene dragged her ‘daughter’ around store after store, making Andrea try on a slew of skimpy outfits which she judged like a montage from some 80s movie.

Charlene made sure that every outfit showed either a surplus of leg, cleavage or midriff, and ideally all three.

Andrea was annoyed at having to model lingerie for Charlene and was especially mortified when Charlene modelled with ‘her’, insisting on them getting matching outfits.

Charlene also bought them some new jewellery, mostly standard high street fair, but also some designer pieces featuring 24 karat gold and jewels.

After Charlene was satisfied, she brought Andrea back home and let ‘her’ get ready for ‘her’ date.

With time to kill, Andrea couldn’t resist trying out ‘her’ freshly-enlarged bosom and began molesting ‘herself’.

As like the day prior, ‘her’ libido revved up and ‘she’ felt the need to experiment.

The only toy ‘she’ had left to try was the vibrating love egg; pink and about the same size as ‘her’ butt plug, it was attached via to a battery pack which came with tape to strap it to the inside of one’s leg, and a remote to activate it and control the settings.

Following the box’s instructions, Andrea prepared ‘her’ ass and behind a closed bedroom door, attached the battery pack to her leg and inserted the egg before activating it.

Instantly, the buzzing made Andrea yelp and touch ‘her’ breasts instinctively, burying ‘her’ face in a pillow to muffle ‘her’ voice.

‘She’ had almost reached orgasm when ‘her’ cellphone loudly rang, Brian wondering where ‘she’ was as he was waiting in his car; Andrea had completely lost track of time again!

With an “Oh shit!”, Andrea turned off the egg, redressed, re-perfumed, deodorised, and made ‘her’ way to Brian, unaware that the egg’s remote had been left out upon on ‘her’ bed…