Movie Night

“Alright, girls, let’s get changed and watch the movie,” you sing while heading toward your bedroom. You put on your recently purchased sleepwear. You still haven’t gotten used to exposing your arms, but it’s liberating.

You return and sit on the couch, flip on the tv, and load up the movie. It’s not long till your girls join you. They look at the screen with question marks above their heads.

“Olivia recommended this series. It’s a fun family movie. They go on adventures and such, apparently,” you explain with a shrug.

“I’ve never heard of it,” Merry says, tilting her head.

Tiffany doesn’t seem that interested in the movie and says, “Whatever. Let’s just watch.” As she talks, you notice her looking at you with interest.

“What? Is there something wrong with my nightgown?” you ask worriedly.

Tiffany shakes her head. Tiffany has her hair down, and her long hair swishes as her head moves. “I just thought it’d be nice to have a similar nightgown,” your daughter states.

You look down at the conservative nightgown that your daughter is wearing. It really is unappealing and doesn’t show off any of your daughter’s good qualities. She has that nice toned body, but besides that, your build is similar to your Tiffany’s.

“You can try one of mine,” you reply with a smile.

“Really!” Tiffany bounces with excitement. She looks across you and asks, “What about Merry?”

You look to your left and scan your other daughter's body. Yeah, that’s impossible. She’s not fat, but she does have some meat on her bones. Not to mention her chest is multiple sizes larger than yours.

You would be called skinny as you keep your portions low. But you’ve been meaning to exercise more for your health, especially now that you are showing off your body more. You wonder if you can bring Merry into your exercise routine too. It’s not that you think she has a problem with her looks, but it’s easy to go from a bit fat to a lot. You worry.

“Mom,” Merry calls with a blushing frown. “I’m fine with what I have.”

“But we are trying to break out of our shell!” Tiffany argues.

You lift your hand to stop the fighting. “Tiffany. Merry can decide for herself. Don’t **** your ideas on to her.”

Tiffany’s hands grasp each other and move toward her chest. She sucks in her bottom lip. “Sorry, Merry.”

“No, it’s fine. I just don’t want to. You did nothing wrong,” Merry says, waving away Tiffany’s worries.

Tiffany looks at Merry sadly. “Are you sure? I’ve been a bit pushy lately,” Tiffany says quietly.

“I said it’s fine,” Merry states emphatically.

“Alright. It’s good that you came to an understanding,” you say, breaking the loop. “I’ll go get one that I just bought. You can keep it.”

“Ok!” Tiffany says with a smile.

It doesn’t take long for Tiffany to change into her new gown. She flops down beside you, grabs your arm, and snuggles against you. “Let’s start the movie!”

You’re taken aback by your daughter's affection. It’s been a long time since she’s shown her love so openly. Your cheeks almost hurt as your smile covers your face. You start the movie.

The movie is pretty good, with some action as the family overcomes a local mystery. The family is very affectionate, hugging and kissing on the cheek and forehead. There are even a few pecks on the mouth after intense scenes.

Since Tiffany has her arms bare, it’s easy to touch her, and you’re sure she has leveled up. As you look forward to checking the app Merry says, “Aren’t they a little too friendly?”

You reply, “There are some cultures that kiss quite a lot.”

Tiffany says, “I’ve seen some that kiss on the cheek but kissing on the mouth is a bit much.”

You nod. “That’s true. But they are a close family. The movie is on a major site and has good reviews, so it might just be our misunderstanding.”

Merry leans on you. “I guess that makes sense.”

You aren’t going to tell them that there is **** porn made and that, eventually, there was a huge controversy. But at first, it was pretty popular, so you aren’t lying. “Have either of you kissed yet?” You ask your daughters with interest.

Merry responds, “I think I kissed some foreheads when I was little. What about you, Tiffany?”

“Yeah. I did the same. But just with you and mom.”

You smile brightly. “I remember you were so cute, and you would sometime kiss my forehead.” Though it is a good memory, your smile turns to a frown as you remember the limited love your daughters have for you now.

Merry asks, “What’s wrong, Mom?”

You shake your head and do your best to smile again. “Nothing, I was just. Thinking.”

Tiffany pushes your arm. “Don’t say that. How can you look so sad for nothing?”

You sigh. “I was just wondering what I did to destroy our close relationship. Now you’ll only watch a movie with me if I cry.”

Your girls look away awkwardly, and you feel bad. “It’s nothing. It’s my fault, so don’t take it to heart.” You then stand. “Come on, it’s time for bed, girls.”

Merry pulls your arm. “I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“Me too,” Tiffany stands up. “It’s just. You can be a bit suffocating.”

“Tiffany!” Merry chides.

“It’s true,” Tiffany responds with a bitter face.

You nod and pat your daughters' heads. “I know that’s why I said it was my fault. Unfortunately, I noticed too late. So put up with me for a little while longer.”

“It’s not like we’re dying,” Tiffany pouts. She then steps in front of you, and before your brain can react, she kisses you on the lips.

“What!” you exclaim, covering your lips.

“You were jealous of the mother in the movie. So now don’t be sad,” Tiffany responds with a bright red face. “Goodnight!” She runs away.

You can’t believe what just happened. You feel Merry pull your arm. You turn to her and see her puckering her lips with her eyes closed.

“You don’t have to **** yourself,” you say.

“I’m not. Hurry up, this is embarrassing,” Merry states.

She doesn’t seem to have the courage to take your lips herself. So you lean in and gently kiss her. It’s just a moment, but you feel your heart soar into the sky. The only time you’ve been happier is when your daughters were born!

Merry covers her face and runs passed you, mumbling, “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight!” you exclaim with a clenched fist of victory.

(Author note: I added underlines and bold to changes in the KDK section. I'll do this from now on so it's easier to see the differences.)