Time for Jennifer to realize that you own her ass!

Holy crappington! You’ve actually done it; you claimed Jennifer’s ass as yours! To hell with your stupid ass gaming computer, all the money you’ve been saving for college tuition or the lewd anime figurines you’ve been collecting in your room! Actually no, your figurine collection was too close to your heart to give it up so easily. But to hell with the rest of your possessions! None of them ¬held a candle to your newest acquisition - Jennifer Hartnett’s ass!

Hold up, weren’t you celebrating too quickly? The marker text rested on the woman’s lower back as plain as day, but what if it wouldn’t work like the postcard or the pizza box did? The two fleshy mounds stuck to Jennifer’s lower body might’ve been a dream of yours ever since hitting puberty, but if the marker’s magic didn’t work, you’d be in quite the trouble.

Jake’s mom would sure as heck tell all about the prank you’ve played on her by leaving a naughty marking on her skin to your own mother. Not only would it likely end up aggravating the relationships with your only friend and his mother, but it could also result in you getting grounded all by yourself at home with your gaming computer being taken away as well!

Perturbed with implications of the marker not working on humans, you were none the wiser to the person in front of you waking up.

“Elliot? What are you doing here, Hun?” Jennifer asked, rubbing the grogginess out of her eyes.

Well shit! She didn’t give you any time to think of a good approach to this predicament. But you were used to being thrown in deep water. Yes, you performed best under pressure! Time would only be a nice addition, though a complete unnecessity for you right now. As you’ve already come up with a great response…

“Oh, hi Mrs. Hartnett! Haha!” You stammered out, rubbing the back of your head in nervousness.

“I’m just here to check on your - you know…” You tried your best to explain, all the while pointing at her butt awkwardly.

Wow! I can’t believe you handled this situation so well! I can see why all those schoolmate’s wanna be friends with you now… The confidence and coolness are oozing out of you! Oh wait, never mind, that’s sweat…

Anyway, Jennifer followed your finger with her eyes and has by now figured out that you were speaking about her ass. Visibly having a little trouble reading the text on her back, it appeared like she finally made out the letters and put them together in her head.

Watching her face while her mind was processing what the black marker writing meant, you bit on your fingernails in anticipation.

“Oh! I see now…” Jennifer exclaimed. “You wanted to check on my bottom!” She continued in surprising indifference.

But that could only mean one thing… “So, you don’t mind?”

She looked deep in thought for a second before answering. “You know, I’d rather you knocked on the door before walking into my bedroom. But I’ll overlook it this once if you promise not to do it again.”

“Um, that’s not exactly what I meant. Are you okay if I check on your ass?” You asked.

This left Jennifer thinking again, but not for long. A cheerful expression soon came back to her face, and she answered. “You shouldn’t be using words like these…” She paused. “But since you own it, I suppose it’s okay if you refer to it as you wish…”

Woah! So, it’s true… You’re now a proud owner of an older woman’s ass! And I say older, but don’t get me wrong, Jennifer Hartnett is a goddamn bombshell for a woman in her late 30s! After all, she had just come back from a workout session to keep her… your… ass in shape. And now you were free to do with it whatever you wanted!

“Elliot?” Jennifer asked, a hint of concern written on her face. “You’ve been staring at my bottom for a few minutes… Is everything okay?”

“Oh uh, yeah… I was just wondering if- if I could see it?” Getting the words out took some effort with how crazy the situation was.

Once you finished speaking, though, Jennifer slowly stood up from her bed and turned around facing away from you. With her back to you, she looked over her shoulder and spoke, though less enthusiastically now. “Um, yes… of course.”

Standing tall in front of you was your friend’s mother. Dressed in a navy workout outfit composed of a sports bra and fitting leggings that hugged her shapes in all the right ways. Her ass was wrapped in smooth fabric that only highlighted the butt’s peach shape. Your mouth watered just by staring at it like this. But when you asked to see the ass, you wanted to see it in all its glory.

“Mrs. Hartnett…” You started, to which the woman looked you straight in the eyes. “Do you think I could see it bare?”

The woman’s eyes opened wide in shock at your words. “Uh-“ Was the only sound that escaped her agape mouth. And she watched your face searching for clues that it was just a silly joke on your part. But with each second that you stared back at her in silence, you could see her cheeks gradually turn to deeper shades of red. And finally, she broke and accepted that your request was totally serious. “If you must…”

Slowly, in hesitation but without stopping, her fingers reached below the material of her leggings. And like hooks they pulled the clothing down. First, brushing down her wide hips, the pants treated you to a view of creamy white skin of her buttcheeks appearing from beneath them. The band fought against the mounds, rubbing tightly on the thick flesh and making it harder and harder for Jannifer to pull the leggings down.

However, after what seemed like eternity, the entirety of her cheeks popped out from under the material. And they stuck out in front of your face as Jennifer bent forward to pull the leggings down to her ankles and step out of them.

When she rose back up and looked at you, her cheeks were as red as blood. Like blood pumping into your ever so hardening dick. But having noticed you ogling her butt, she turned her face back away just mere seconds later, hiding in embarrassment.

Now that Jennifer’s pants were off, the text written with your magical sharpie was clearly visible, resting just above the back straps of her white cotton thong panties. You enjoyed the view of her bare buttocks jiggling with every little shiver running down the woman’s spine. However, seeing the text that proved your ownership of the ass only made you hungry for more. But just how hungry?