(Milly) Happiness!

"Oh, David, that's so sweet!!!" Laylah's mother practically sang. She bounded over to David and gave him a big hug, her massive tits squashed against his still-bear chest. "Oh, that poor girl, she's had such rotten luck with boys. Oh, it's wonderful she met you! You're such a nice boy. Welcome to the family!"

"Uh, th-thanks..." David said, blushing. He basically was Laylah's brother with how long they'd been friends, but the weight of what it meant to date her cousin finally crashed on him. This was weird. Maybe a little fun, but weird.... Okay, a lot of fun, David actually thought about it and realized Milly was pretty bad at hiding the fact that she was into him, and he'd be lying if he said he didn't like the time he'd spent with her today either...

... right, Laylah's mom was hugging him nude with her big tits pressed against his still-bare chest.

"Laundry's done by the way." He said, subtly suggesting the red-headed milf get some freakin' clothes on already.

Sharon looked at the stuffed dryer, contents half-spilled out from David's searching. "Oh!" Sharon said, realizing herself and backing out of her and David's embrace. Despite this slight embarrassment, she was still having fun being naked and pointed to her bathrobe she'd been wearing earlier, still on the ground near the stairs. "Looks like my robe didn't make it into the wash. I'll run it through a quick cycle, and get dressed after that.

"You have an entire closet full of clothes, mom." Laylah chided.

"Oh we've been starkers all day, sweety, what's a little longer going to hurt?" Sharon said gingerly.

"Well, I for one am happy to be dressed again. Laylah said, lifting her nose up and walking to the stairs in a pair of jeans and a black bra. No shirt.

David and Sharon looked at each other and shook their heads with a smile. Oh, Laylah, always forgetting things. Sharon took this as a sign to just get dressed already and she slipped her robe on.

David threw on his black t-shirt and it felt good to be human again. Kelly and Margaret, came down the stairs and peeked their heads in.

"Oh, Laundry done?" Kelly asked.

"Yup." David said, hoping the rest of this crazy house would follow his example.

"Great! It's cold in this house after a dip in the pool!" Kelly happily bounded to the dryer, her massive breasts and VERY curvy body jiggled pleasantly as ran over and fished her pajamas out of the dryer and began putting them on. She turned back to Margaret on the stairs as she pulled her camisole over her mountainous mounds and said, "C'mon, Margie. Your PJs are done."

Margaret blushed, and looked like she felt stupid, "I just... realized I could have gone upstairs and dressed into something from my suitcase this whole time." Ah, that Marsh family forgetfulness. Classic. "I...I'm gunna do that." she said and shambled off, resembling her daughter Milly's own awkwardness.

David went upstairs too. It felt good to be dressed again. So, so good.

He arrived at the top of the stairs and saw that Laura and Lin had gotten dressed too. They were wearing clothes they'd brough in their suitcases, apparently they, like their Aunt Sharon, had just been enjoying showing themselves off for the last few hours, not impeded by a lack of wardrobe like Laylah had been. Laura stood in a rather professional-looking white blouse with a green sweater vest, and a knee-length grey skirt, well pressed. Lin stood in a black band tee with the sleeves cut cut off to look torn. A pair of denim short-shorts graced her generous rear end. She wasn't wearing a bra and the thin black sides of a thong rested on her hips, poking out from the tops of her shorts. David noticed she even put on a little makeup, her eyes now popped a little more with a shock of dark eyeliner. She shot David a glare that said, "See what you're missin'?". Stupid sexy Lin...

It wasn't long before Margaret waltzed down the stairs in a red pant suit and a white ascot around her neck, looking like she was about to socialize at the local country club or sell a house.

Then Milly crested the stairs.

She was wearing a black dress that came to just above her knees and looked... damn it fit her well. Wrapped around her neck was a small, black choker necklace. Her hair was smooth and freshly brushed and it looked as though that she may have stolen some eyeliner from her mother, making her green eyes stand out from under her big glasses. David smiled, knowing that Milly was carrying herself with much greater confidence. Honestly? She was fucking rocking the fit. She smiled down at him and gave him a little "how do I look?" twirl, not realizing her dress flared out a bit and revealed a quick flash of a pair of white panties underneath. David gave her an enthusiastic thumbs up. Okay. Milly's fucking hot and nobody could tell him otherwise.