Let's just say that Edward's going to have a life changing meal.

Thanks to Anne's tits catching most of her juices, Jamie got cleaned up quickly - even though the futa had to waddle to the downstairs bathroom rather undignifiedly, pants around her ankles. A fresh washcloth made short work of the sticky fluids on Jamie's shaft, and when the redhead was toweling off, her mother sauntered in, bare breasts bouncing and jiggling with every step. The sight of the marvelous rack before her left Jamie unable to do anything but stare, Anne giggling at the sight of her daughter with a towel still wrapped around her dick, eyes almost bulging out of her head.

"You really love mommy's boobies, don't you, baby girl?" Anne asked, thrusting out her chest to tease Jamie even more; the futa could already feel her cock begin to stiffen, only the recent climax preventing an instant hardon. "It's kinda like waaay back when you were all little and stuff, always sucking on my titties... But now, you're fucking them!"

Jamie blushed at that; despite all the boning going on in her life and the fact she'd willingly taken **** on Chris using her cum, her mother being this open was still a bit too much for her. Finishing with the towel, Jamie stuffed her half-hard cock back into the yoga pants, receiving an appreciative hum from her mother as the fat meat formed a sizable bulge against the stretchy fabric.

"Y'know, we, like, totally have time for me to suck you off~..." Anne proposed, stepping up to Jamie and cupping the futa's crotch, her bare tits pressing into her daughter's. "Let mommy take care of you and stuff..."

The redhead bit her lip; the proposal was alluring, but after about 9 orgasms in one day, even her seemingly tireless member ached and throbbed under Anne's caress, struggling to become fully hard. Jamie didn't doubt that her mother's skilled mouth and fingers would coax another load of jizz out of her, but she had to face facts - her first time fucking her step-father was going to be more of a chore if Jamie gave in now. But even with that knowledge and the dull throb in her loins it took the futa an immense amount of willpower to say no.

"Mom, I... I need a break..." Jamie stammered, looking to the floor on her left. The bulge of her mother's tits on the edge of her vision - as well as their pressing against Jamie's chest - almost made her reconsider. "I've... it... it's just too soon after everything today, and... me and Dad..."

"Aww..." Anne pouted, giving her daughter's package one last squeeze before stepping away to get herself cleaned up properly as well. Looking at Jamie in the mirror, she gave her best puppy dog eyes. "Just, like, promise mommy you'll let her have some of your yummy cum? Pleeeaaase, baby girl?"

"Hngh!" The pet name's effect was as strong as ever, almost making Jamie double over in pleasure. "O-of course, Mom. I could never say no to that."

"Ooh, I have the best daughter everrrr~!" Anne squealed, hopping up and down in place. Seeing her side-boob bounce from behind made Jamie groan with need, her spent dick throbbing weakly, almost desperately. "I totes love you, Jamie! And not just because your jizz is de-lish! You've become such a nice girl in just one day! Helping me all the time, taking me to the beach, and, like, you even have the nicest girlfriend! Any mom would be totally delighted to have you and stuff!"

All the praise suddenly heaped on her made Jamie's blush deepen even more. Back when she had been James, the best she could hope for from Anne was snide comments about her finally getting out of her room. It was insane how fast everything had changed... Mostly for the better. There were some kinks to work out, specifically the fact that Jamie was banging her parents - or at least about to - and once the next semester started... Well, best to deal with that then.

"Thanks, Mom," Jamie replied, scratching her cheek in embarrassment before slinking out, fleeing to her bedroom so she could calm down a little until Edward came home. But no amount of funny pictures or videos was enough to distract Jamie from the fact that she was maybe an hour away from banging one of the two members of the household that she hadn't fucked yet. Even the fact that she had had sex with every member of the household save two was weird; it was no wonder her head was swimming with a mix of excitement and trepidation as Jamie didn't even know how she would fuck her father - would she take it in her pussy or use her cock? And now that she was thinking about it, Lily would come home eventually. How would she react to her brother now being her futa sister, the cleaning lady now being live-in and in a relationship with said new sister, her mother being a big-titted bimbo, and her father... well, who knew what would happen to him?!

Alright, so maybe not everything was sunshine and rainbows in Jamie's new life. But then again, neither had her old life been. And if the price was mind-blowing sex, even with her family, Jamie would gladly pay it. Now, if only Edward would arrive already!

"Jamie! Your father is home. Come to the kitchen and help me, please!" Speak of the devil. Jamie hurried downstairs and into the kitchen where her mother was waiting for her; but the lasagna was nowhere to be seen. And only now did the futa remember that she didn't exactly look the way her father had last seen her as. Just how was she supposed to sit down at the same table as Edward? As a matter of fact, did he even know about his wife's enhanced bust? The turmoil in Jamie's mind must have been visible on her face, because her mother pulled her into a gentle hug and the futa's head between her breasts.

"Don't worry, baby girl," she cooed, petting Jamie's hair. "I, like, already took care of everything. Want to take a look?"

What Jamie wanted to do most right now was remain right where she was. Warm, soft, protected... Sighing, she hugged her mother back, nuzzling the older woman's breasts. Somehow, despite having sandwiched her dick between the inviting orbs not even an hour ago, there was nothing sexual about this. It was just... nice. Soothing.

"Aww, Jamie..." Anne rested her cheek on her daughter's head, a happy sigh of her own escaping her. "You're in, like, a cuddling mood today, hm? But what about your plan and stuff?"

Right, there was that. But did Jamie really have to? Couldn't she just remain where she was and let the world go on without her? Just her and her mom--

"Anne, you've outdone yourself!" Edward called from the living room, apparently talking while chewing on a big bite. "This lasagna is simply divine. Just enough salt, although I can't really place the taste of the meat..."

Jamie's mother chuckled, the futa as much hearing the sound as feeling it through Anne's heaving bosom.

"I told him to get started without us and stuff," she whispered conspiratorially. "Wanna check what's happening?"

"I guess..." Jamie didn't really, but the plan was in motion now. No use in trying to avoid the inevitable.

Reluctantly ending the hug, mother and daughter crept to the door into the living room and peeked through.