Checking in.

(Author Note: I will begin to just refer to Holly and Mally as being who they are. This is for the readers benefit not because people can tell.)

After a boring dinner, the only thing of note is that the girls are trying to contain their excitement while you eat. Still, they did a good job. You only noticed because you were looking. It makes you sad that they are so practiced at hiding their emotions.

You take a bath and relax in your room. You decide to call your girls and check up on them. First, you call Merry. “Hello, mom,” She answers. You’re on video chat, and your eyes take in your beautiful daughter. She is wearing a bunny onesie with the zipper unzipped to her crotch. The childish outfit barely conceals her breasts.

“Good evening, honey. You’re looking cute,” you joyfully compliment.

Merry blushes and shifts about erotically. “Mom! I told them it was embarrassing, but Jan said it was perfect for me.”

“Jan?” you ask with a raised eyebrow.

“She’s the one showing me around.”

“Well, she’s got a good eye. Did you spend all day shopping?”

“No, I also checked out some classes. They were boring,” Merry sighs.

“We knew it’d be like that already. Besides that, have you been having fun?” You question, doing your best to be supportive.

Merry looks pretty disappointed, “I went to the gaming club,” She flops her arms in exaggerated disappointment, “I know the sports team failed, but I didn’t expect it to be that bad.”

You frown. “That’s too bad. I know you were looking forward to it. What happened?”

“They were garbage, and worse, they were trying to show off the whole time,” you’re surprised to see your daughter’s obvious disgust. “If they are going to try to woo me, they should at least be competent.”

“Woo you!” you growl as your hand clenches your phone.

“Yeah, what a joke.”

“At least you had fun shopping,” you say to improve Merry’s mood.

It seems to have worked as Merry’s face relaxes, “That’s true. But it hasn’t been what I expected.”

“You’ve only been there a few days. I’m sure there are some other girls who play games.”

“Maybe. Thanks, Mom. I love you!”

You nearly jump for joy, “I love you too! Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” Merry hangs up. You pump your fist in the air. You feel bad that it’s not going great, but she loves you. Hopefully, she will choose to stay with you.

You’re giggling as you call Tiffany, “Hi, mom!” Your daughter already has the phone set up to see her whole body. She has a cheerleader outfit, but it seems skimpier than the ones you’ve seen at sports. Her long legs are entirely on display, and her top barely covers her b cups. Tiffany’s nipples are visible through the light clothes.

“Good evening, my little cheerleader,” you greet happily.

“Hehe,” she giggles while flaunting her outfit. “I borrowed it from a cheerleader. I got it from the smallest girl, so it’s too much to wear out, but I love it!” Tiffany spins, lifting the skirt. You can tell she isn’t wearing anything underneath.

“It suits you,” you say as your pussy gushes with arousal. “Unfortunately, you are right. It’s too dangerous to walk outside with it.”

“I’ve seen some girls wear revealing clothes around the college though,” Tiffany responds as she considers it.

“You’d have to wear something underneath.”

“I’ve seen things called safety shorts!” Your daughter shouts as she flops onto her bed. Tiffany spreads her legs, giving you a good view of her dripping vagina.

“Is that so? I haven’t heard of it. But I still think it’s dangerous for a beautiful woman like you,” you caution. “But I’ve been working with the new president. I think you’ll be able to wear whatever you want soon.”

Tiffany gives you a bitter look. “I know you’re trying to make us want to stay, but I want to prove I can live on my own.”

“I don’t doubt you can live on your own. I’m the one who doesn’t want to live without you. But I love and respect your choice,” you say, trying to remain calm. “Actually, besides Jessica, there are a lot of girls looking forward to the new branch. I think you’ll enjoy it, but if you choose a different university, I can fly out to see you.”

For some reason, Tiffany seems to perk up, “Wow, I’m glad you’ve found something worth doing! I love you too.”

You giddily smile. “Anyways, I wanted to hear about your day. How’s the school?”

“The classes are for babies, but I already knew that. I’ve spent most of the day playing and checking out clubs. I was at the marching band practice when I met the cheerleaders,” Tiffany says while flapping her skirt to accentuate her words.

“You’re so sexy it’s making me weeettt~” you moan.

The praise sends a shiver down your daughter's back. “I’m glad you like it.”

Wait, this isn’t about your sexual needs! “Ah, but you should try some of the senior classes. They might be more your speed.”

“Ok.”

“You should call your sister too. She has a cute outfit as well. Oh, and tell her about the senior classes.”

“Alright, I’ll call her now!” Tiffany exclaims her excitement to show off her body clear. “Bye, mom!”

“Goodnight.” The phone goes black, and you sigh.