A Fun Morning

After you recover, you look down and see that Olivia’s legs are covered with your cream. “Sorry,” you say, blushing.

“It’s fine,” Olivia replies as she wipes herself off. You also clean up, and soon you are both presentable again.

“That went a bit far, didn’t it?” you ask.

Olivia pauses and shrugs. “I enjoyed it, so I can’t complain. You had to decide when I could go. So it makes sense that you’d want something in return.”

It makes you happy that she isn’t mad, but it also doesn’t seem right either. You glance at your phone and see the notification of a level-up. You smile and peek out the door.

“It looks clear.” You both exit, and Olvia decides to eat breakfast here shortly after your door opens again.

“Is mom over here?” Jessica asks as she walks in.

Olivia waves from the table. “I’m here! I just had to ask Annabell about something.”

Jessica is wearing her school uniform once again. She harrumphs as she strides towards the table. “Sure, that’s why you are eating breakfast and leaving me to starve back home,” she complains.

Olivia dismissively replies, “You’re already an adult. Make your own food.”

Jessica pouts. “I’m not the one leaving. I still expect to be pampered.”

You laugh and place a plate with pancakes and ham before your niece. “Don’t fight. You can come to eat here anytime.”

“We’ll be moving soon,” Jessica reminds you as she sits down.

Jessica has always been blunt. It’s so strange how people grow up differently in the same environment. Your daughters are sure taking their time. The food will get cold if they don’t hurry. You consider checking on them, but this is your chance to level up, Jessica.

You smirk and walk behind Jessica. “You poor thing. Missing me already,” you coo.

“What?” Jessica questions, looking back at you.

“I understand. Let me baby you while I can.” You reach out and massage her shoulders and upper neck.

Jessica is flustered and tense but soon relaxes and lets you go. “Thanks, it feels nice,” she says.

You massage her briefly until Olivia says, “Annabell, you must eat too.”

Jessica glares at her mom but concedes that you should eat. You decide to gather your daughters first and walk towards Tiffany’s door and knock.

“It’s getting late,” you say through the door.

“Yeah, I’m coming!” she calls out.

You open the door and peek in. Tiffany’s dressed in her school outfit and is putting the finishing touches on her hair. Seeing that she’s decent, you walk in and close the door. This is a chance to try the level 2 action. You initiate Hidden Exhibition.

Not long after, Tiffany notices you. “Oh, mom. I’m glad you came in. Please hold onto my underwear for me,” she says as if it’s no big deal.

“You won’t have anything under your clothes. Aren’t you worried people will notice?” you ask. Even though it’s the app, it’s still strange, so you double-check.

Your daughter blushes but shrugs. “It can’t be helped. I’ll try and be careful. Anyways I’ll be staying home today. I already called and told the club members.”

“Alright. If you say so, I’ll keep them safe for you.”

“Thanks, mom.” Tiffany turns away from you and unbuttons her shirt. She takes it off and then removes her bra. Afterward, Tiffany sits on her bed and pulls off her underwear. She hands both to you.

You feel their warmth and can’t help but think about where they just came from. You pause. “Where should I put them?” you ask your daughter.

“That’s your job,” Tiffany says without considering it.

You have no pockets or anything. You try to think, and the only thing you can think to do is shove them in your panties. You take the panties and try to put them discreetly in your underwear. You press them into your still-damp pussy. The bra you hook around you with the cups on your butt cheeks.

“Ready?” you ask as you head back towards the door. It feels weird, but you don’t think anyone will notice.

Next, you go collect Merry. You don’t use any app functions on her, and soon everyone is eating. After breakfast, your sister and niece excuse themselves. Tiffany heads to her room to work on her applications while Merry sits and turns on her game system.

“Don’t you have to apply too?” you ask Merry.

“I already did,” she replies while staring at the screen.

“Oh, that’s good!” You see her smile from the side, but besides that, she doesn’t acknowledge your compliment.

You sit next to her and wait until a level seems complicated. She’s died a few times and is pursing her lips in frustration. You activate Gamer Girl.

Merry harrumphs and looks at you with a sour face. “Mom, help me out. I need motivation. Give me a penalty when I fail!” she demands.

“How about you must remove a piece of clothing each time you die? If you lose all the clothes, they’ll be an extra punishment. I’ll decide at that time,” you suggest.

Merry rolls her eyes. “Seriously, mom? That’s so cliché. But I’ll do it. I know I won’t go naked!”

At first, she doesn’t give it much thought as she removes her socks and vest. But once those are gone, she hesitates and bites her lip. She then pulls off her panties. Still, she fails. It seems to be a hard trick or something. You don’t get it, but watching her blush is fun.

She dies again and thumps the controller on the couch. “Shoot. Uhg, shirt next,” she states. She unbuttons, and her white bra is now on display.

Merry seems to have forgotten you are even there. You poke her, and she jumps with a yelp. You encourage her, “You’re too stiff. Relax.”

She blushes. “Oh, thanks.” Merry Tries to cover her large breasts, but it’s not possible. Merry pushes forward in the game and gets past the part she was stuck on. Your advice must have helped.

Merry jumps in the air. Her breasts bounce with her bra straining. She jumps and hugs you without thinking. You hug her back and congratulate her.

Your daughter bounces back. To her seat, “I got the checkpoint. Just a bit more.” But it’s too much, and she reluctantly removes her skirt. Merry hides her vagina with her legs tightly shut, but in the end, it seems to be too distracting. Merry doesn’t do well on this last life and dies again.

“That’s the last one,” you remind her with a smile.

“I choked. This sucks,” she whines. She removes her bra and moves her knees to her chest to cover her body. “What’s the extra punishment?”