Mia's morning

"Put the phone down and come get the groceries with me!"

Before Lina can finish her own sentence to Mia, she watches as her hands drop the phone onto the bed. She doesn't get the chance disconnect the call before her legs walk her away from it. As it hits the bed, she feels a wave of arousal. Her legs wobble and instinctively try to squeeze together in response to the pleasure, but nonetheless they carry her to her wardrobe.

She slips into the baggiest pants she owns - the only pair which she can fit over the shoes she's been stuck in all week - and a sweatshirt. Her legs carry her, defeated, to her mom's SUV, where she sat obediently in the passenger seat with nothing to do but think about how horny the damn instructions made her. She pieced together that she was now obliged to follow instructions from her mom, and that when she does, she gets a bit horny. She fought the urge to indulge the tension she'd accrued between her legs this morning because she knew her mom could arrive any moment.

Dana, her mom, opens the driver door and is surprised to see her daughter sitting waiting. "Wow, I really didn't think you'd come."

"You asked me to come!"

"I always ask you to come, but when was the last time you did?"

"Hm, good point." Mia struggles to invent a reason to avoid suspicion. "I'm just so excited about the party this weekend. It's going to be the first time the whole family is together for years."

Dana doesn't know what to believe, given that Mia hasn't helped around the house in living memory, but she also doesn't want to argue in case Mia wants to start. She'd been acting weird all week, especially wearing Lina's ridiculous shoes incessantly. Is this Mia's way of trying to be more grown up?

Mia helped her mom for the next hour, dutifully picking out vegetables and other groceries for the dinner tomorrow. She'd occasionally be rewarded with bursts of arousal by picking things off the top shelf or fetching things from other areas when her mom told her to.

As soon as they arrive home, Mia rushes up to her bedroom. She'd been waiting hours to work out the tension she'd built up thanks to the abhorrent instructions. She slams her door and works her pants down to her knees and climbs onto her bed. She was already pretty horny so this was an act of business, not leisure.

Just as her finger skims her moist mound, she hears from outside the room, "today is a lovely day - you should go out and enjoy it!"

"ARGH!" Another wave of arousal hits her as she reluctantly retracts her hand and pulls her pants back up before climbing back out of bed and is carried by her own legs out of the house.

As soon as she's exited the house, her legs return control to her. Her panties are noticeably moist and she's dressed for grocery shopping, not 'having fun' (whatever that meant at 10am on a Friday), so she does the obvious thing and tries to go back in. She manages to lift her foot but as soon as she tries to cross the threshold, she turns back around, facing away from the house.

"I guess I'm going somewhere else then."