Like she would any morning

That she'd need to pack her school bag before anything else if she wanted to get to school on time. Reluctantly getting up—slowly tearing her gaze away from the ever threatening omnipotent pages—Kirsty hastily walked her high heels over to the entry way where her professional and functional tiny, pink toddler's backpack was located.

She winced as she saw the tower of books looming next to her preferred receptacle, suddenly realizing what a hassle it would be to try to fit any of the fat tomes inside the much smaller container. After a minute or two of trying to **** the edge of the massive collection of knowledge that was her history book inside the painfully gaping bag, Kirsty determined she'd have to let her impractical books stay behind. After all, they only got in the way for the things she really needed to bring anyway.

Quickly probing her sack, she wanted too be sure she really had everything she needed for a full day of school. In the main compartment laid a single sheet of A4 paper under a bundle of crayons, as well as her PE outfit that she'd require later. Rummaging, she blushed as she found she'd misplaced Sir Shaky: her stress relief vibe, inside with the rest of her essentials. Doing a short scan of the room, she carefully lifted her companion out of her bag, only to reinsert him into the secret side pocket where she kept the rest of her embarrassingly named stuff that'd kill her reputation if anyone ever discovered.

Swiftly closing the zipper over Lt. Lotion and friends, Kirsty moved her comparatively lanky arms through the tiny shoulder straps of the bag, and smiled contently as she was now ready to start the day, not noticing the strip of condoms having slipped out hanging down her side like some lewd accessory.

Moving back towards the dining room, Kirsty was greeted by her mother presenting her with an immaculately prepared plate of eggs and bacon, as well as her immaculately immaculate cleavage.

"Bon~app~et~it Buttslutt! I put lots extra love into your meal today! Now, I really lo~ove to do what you guys tell me and all, but mommy really needs to get back to wo~ork so that I can make us some more mo~oney! Would you be a darling dear and tell me I can leave for work puetty puease~?" Jess asked, her eyes conveying to Kirsty that she was ordering not asking.

Knowing that Chris might make her blurt out something inconsiderate again, Kirsty stayed silent this time. Doing the smart thing she mutely signaled that her mother had forgotten to clean a plate, smirking as she dropped her entire helping of breakfast down Jess's overbearing cleavage. Wide eyed at her own action, the girl immediately wanted to apologize, but couldn't contain herself any longer. Her tongue dove into the tantalizing titty buffet in-front of her; her own breasts squishing against the opposing ones in the process.

Her mother jovially gave her own head a ditsy knock as she smiled ever-brightly, "How silly of me. I'll make sure to have everything cleaned by the time you come home for dinner! Oh heavens, I better get started right away. In the mean time, might you be a dear and open the door? I think you have a guest~" Jess cooed, moving her boobies out of her daughters' compressed face.

Kirsty wore a confused and distant expression as she suddenly woke from her mammary induced stupor; however, slowly gained consciousness as she became aware of the periodic ringing coming from the main entryway.