Bianca can’t keep the secret

Billy wasn’t lucky enough to have his embarrassing double-barrelled defeat kept under wraps forever. Actually, he wasn’t even lucky enough to have it kept secret for a full day. Before he even got home - actually, while he was still ****, propped up against a locker room wall in the gym he was the king of - Bianca was already in her own home, spreading the humiliating story.

In the time immediately after the end of his failed boxing seminar, Bianca had quickly driven home to where her twin daughters were waiting. Knowing that she would be out that night, it fell onto their shoulders to prepare the dinner for that night - which meant that it fell on the shoulders of Sophie, the more caring, responsible daughter, to prepare the dinner for that night. And it was while sitting at the dinner table, just after coming through the door, that Bianca would timidly recount the events of her day.

Bianca wasn’t a mean lady, and she didn’t WANT to embarrass the poor boy… But for all her caring nature, she was also a loving and involved mother. And she just couldn’t lie to her daughters

“So, how did the boxing go? Was Billy there?” inquired Sophie, excited to hear about her crush.

Sophie was the one that Bianca had gone to the seminar for, after all. She had yet to act on it, but Sophie had the BIGGEST crush on Billy. She was the most popular girl in school, the Head Cheerleader, yet still she was nervous to approach that cool, charismatic, kindhearted athlete. And after hearing that he would be running the boxing club seminar for the moms, Sophie had asked her mother if she could please go join in too - to which Bianca happily obliged. Anything for her daughters.

“O-Oh… Yes, dear, he was…” Bianca spoke, nervously putting a small forkful of dinner into her mouth. “He was there… For, ah, most of it anyway…”

“Isn’t he amazing!? What did he teach you?” Sophie beamed across the table, as an embarrassed blush began to spread across her mother’s face.

“W-Well… Ah… You see…”

There was a pause.

“…What?” her other daughter Amelia asked, noticing Bianca’s strange demeanor.

Bianca was silent for a moment. She looked between her twin girls, embarrassed.

Sophie and Amelia had both inherited Bianca’s shining, silky blonde hair, as well as her impressively large bust. While Sophie kept more closely to her mother’s bubbly, cheerful personality - skipping out on the ditziness, however - Amelia instead had a more level nature. Not reclusive, but not nearly as excitable, or as much of a social butterfly. Sophie would rush to prepare the dinner, and have her mom go to a seminar her crush was teaching, while Amelia would just join in on the dinner conversations, but handle any emotions or feelings by herself. Slightly more independent, but slightly less dependable.

Because of Sophie’s cheerful, sharing nature, the whole family knew about her massive crush on Billy. Amelia loved her sister - even if she wasn’t as vocal about it as Sophie was to her - but she did get a bit nauseous sometimes at how sugary sweet Sophie could get, gushing over Billy.

Bianca swallowed.

“A-Actually, I, er… I knocked Billy out, dear.”

There was a long silence. Sophie’s fork dropped to her plate, and her mouth hung open.

“Uh… Buh… You…” Sophie mouthed, confused.

“…What?” Amelia was the first one to find her words.

“I… Ah… You see, I- I knocked him out. I p-punched him out of the ring? And, I, um… Put him to sleep,” Bianca explained. “I thought we were just roleplaying, b-but… I actually, genuinely knocked him out with a punch. Even though he had been telling me about his toughness. H-He… He was totally ****… ‘Knocked out cold’, as he put it…”

There was another long silence. Bianca gulped as her twin daughters stared at her, a million questions behind their eyes. Nobody spoke. Feeling the need to fill the silence, Bianca continued.

“Wh-When he woke up, I actually… Knocked him out again pretty quickly. This time was an accident. I just put my boobs in his face for a bit too long, and he… Ah… Well, he went to sleep again… I really wasn’t even trying to, but he still just fell asleep…”

“Mom, shut up! That so gross!” Sophie shook her head and stuck out her tongue in disgust. “As if you could knock him out with your boobs. What the hell?”

“No, sweetie, I promise. He really did go ****,” Bianca said, not wanting Sophie to think she was telling fibs.

Amelia held in a laugh, not wanting to hurt her clearly-upset sister’s feelings even more. What the hell was their mom talking about? She knocked him out with a breast smother? Amelia shot a glance over to Sophie.

The two busty sisters processed their mother’s words simultaneously, and silently. Neither girl had inherited their mother’s foolish, bimboish nature beyond Sophie inheriting the kindness of it. This meant that it was two clear heads which now tried to think through what they were hearing, to determine what would be believed - in the process, determining Billy’s future. Would the humiliating news spread even further? Or would it stay at this table? The girls processed in silence.

Billy didn’t need to worry about Sophie telling anyone. Even though she was the most popular girl in the entire school, and therefore had immense social sway, she wouldn’t be a problem. Hell, the busty Head Cheerleader of the school didn’t even believe her mother when she heard the story. How could someone like Bianca KO someone like Billy? Let alone with boobs. In the real world it would sound impossible, and even more so with Sophie’s built-up image of Billy as her knight in shining armor. No, it just wasn’t possible. Either someone was lying, or her mom had misunderstood something. Sophie had no doubt.

Unfortunately for Billy, Amelia was more of a problem. You see, Sophie’s only-slightly-less popular twin sister Amelia was a member of the boxing club herself. Not a particularly skilled one, and also one who often skipped practice to hang out with her girlfriends, but nonetheless a member. She had actually only joined the club as a favor to Sophie, and to avoid any conflict that might arise from both of them wanting to be a cheerleader. Since Amelia didn’t particularly care about any club, and didn’t want to hold her sister back from her club of choice, Amelia had chosen one at random and ended up in the boxing club. So Sophie became the Head Cheerleader, and the most popular girl in school, while Amelia became a decently-popular truant, with her only social handicap being a lack of care for what other people thought of her.

But again, Sophie didn’t really care about the boxing club. Whatever enthusiasm Sophie ever had for boxing had been extinguished within her first four classes. And though she didn’t particularly believe her mother’s story either, not really, she was far more willing than Sophie to spread a funny rumor about the boxing club champion getting put to sleep by a clumsy bimbo. Especially since she’d had to see Billy succeed so often, and hear about how amazing he is, even while at home.

Pffft. Knocked out by her mother’s punches. Knocked out by her mother’s tits. The idea was fucking hilarious, actually. While Sophie sat back in her chair, aghast and disbelieving, Amelia was hanging onto every word of Bianca’s story, her eyes shooting down and focusing on the large breasts that had supposedly finished Billy off. The large breasts of her mother, that both her and her lovestruck sister had inherited. Sure, it all sounded completely fake, but it was still music to Amelia’s ears.

As mentioned, Sophie wasn’t a particularly good boxer. She had never fought a single amateur match before, or even sparred once. But despite that, despite only ever showing up for a few odd punching bag classes or the occasional pad work - and even then, barely participating - she had already been knocked out. In fact, she got knocked out by Billy himself. The legendary champion.

He had knocked her out cold, on accident, during a defensive blocking drill where she had unexpectedly lowered her guard at the worst possible time, to talk to a friend across the room. The powerful athlete had slowed his fist as much as he was able, but it didn’t matter. He hadn’t been able to stop his punch in time, and the busty twin had gone down in one.

Waking up on the floor of the gym, groggy and surrounded by a circle of concerned faces, had humiliated Amelia. That moment had pretty much killed any chance of her showing up to boxing club regularly afterwards. She’s never told anyone about it, but she never forgot.

Even thought it hadn’t been his fault, she still didn’t love the way Billy ruled that gym with his undefeated champion record. A part of her wanted to see him finally get knocked out for once - to wake up, groggy, to a circle of concerned faces standing over him. So the idea of her own ditzy mom knocking BILLY out, while outrageously impossible, was quite lovely to Amelia.

The topic quickly moved on, as Sophie told Bianca that defeating her crush with big boobs wasn’t possible and to nevermind about the seminar anymore. But Amelia’s mind didn’t move on as quickly.

Haha. Whatever event her mom had misunderstood, or whatever joke Bianca had taken at face value, it had caught Amelia’s attention. A smile played across Amelia’s lips.

Billy had just gone through quite a rough night. And unfortunately for him, the next day at school wasn’t going to be much better. Bianca had told her daughters everything, and apparently that was enough.

Bianca had two savvy, busty twin daughters, each with their own significant social presence… But it would only take the more mischievous one to spread the rumor around.