>Well now now, here's the sight we were waiting for
>All hands off blondie as i step away
>She's still got her back facing the group
>I'm about to start singing again about human skulls again
>She wants none of that
>Does a tiny pirouette to face us.
>Still got the apron on
>This is like imagination wonderland, but i'll do my best
>Apron is creamy-tan colored, had some logo on it nobody cares
about.
>Absolutely nothing on below it, simply bare chest and shorts.
But you can't see that.
>It's rather big for her (probably birthday's mum's)
>Because of this, it's hanging low on her, roughly upper curve of
breasts height, and it's wrapping more around her chest than it
would otherwise.
>Blondie's chest size was generally rather small (B to Small C),
so the apron actually did wonders at properly covering her up.
>Even though her face was a shade of crimson reserved for royalty
with how hard she was blushing
>Probably didn't help that everyone was staring.

>So the kitchen was now properly and fully topless
>Me, with my Delicious loli-flat chest
>Raven with her A-AA and pert hills
>Blondie with the previously mentioned Taut and Buzzing Bs
>Glasses, with her well proportioned and firm C cups.
>Then lastly Homely with her mountainous D's , who's still
wearing only underwear
>(Not here is Birthday with her C's still pouting and being angry
at Homely)
>I was in teenage-male heaven
>Maybe just all male heaven actually
>My eyes were darting back and forth between everyone so fast i
was pretty sure my head was going to explode
>Even the girls were staring at one another's chests
>I swear everyone likes boobs, it's just a human thing.

>But blondie's are the best
>Because your imagination works overtime when they're partially
covered like that.
>Because you can't see them, all you can get is peeks of tasteful
sideboob and a tad bit of the tops
>But you know they're right there
>That makes it so much better
>We're brought out of probably two, three hours of boob vs eye
staring contests by Blondie
>[spoiler]They never blink, you can't win[/spoiler]
>One word
>"Food"
>Oh yeah

>it wasn't really hot anymore
>Warm at best
>That doesn't mean it didn't still smell amazing though
>We all piled on plates of the stuff and wandered back to the
adjacent dining room.
>Glasses takes up her rightful throne at the head of the table,
homely and raven sit across from me, and blondie takes up the
seat right next to me.
>The food was absolutely delicious, blondie 10-star chef
>But i mean it was bread, eggs, sugar and baked apples. Of course
it tasted good.
>Everyone was giving compliments to the chef with their mouth,
but i seem to have been taking the hipster route

>She was getting full compliments with my eyes.
>Blondie was sitting right next to me
>Which she did not think out completely
>Because every single time she leaned forward...
>The apron fell forward just enough to give me quite a bit more
than tasteful sideboob
>In-Meal entertainment, who needs TVs
>She didn't seem to notice
>But someone else did
>I got kicked under the table

>Didn't really hurt, nobody had shoes on
>I also couldn't tell who it was, Either Raven or Homely who were
both easily jealous of my staring.
>I didn't bother looking to find out
>Still staring
>Now blondie notices
>Back to red again, our favorite shade of blonde.
>She retracts in her chair until she's sitting straight up and
down
>One of her arms placed firmly across her stomach to hold the
apron back.
>She's giving me funny sideways glances
>Checking to see if i'm looking
>I've at this point just turned in my seat towards her, and i
just stare her down while i'm chewing this actual ambrosia of a
meal she's made us
>I realize i'm probably being really creepy
>I put on a goofy smile to compensate
>Really not sure what i'm thinking, i don't think there's any
socially appropriate face for "Hold still i'm trying to look at
your boobs"
>I'm probably creepier now
>Or i managed to somehow come across as being interested in her.

>Whatever it was, she gets embarassed to the point of being angry
in about 10 seconds
>Or maybe she hates goofy smiles
>These ten seconds last forever, i'm enduring various kicks and
attacks under the table
>Actual samurai feet wars down here
>Great losses on my side, it's 2v1 anyway.
>Scoffing hits off even though some of them really hurt.
>But she's mad
>"Stop looking!"
>Good ol-blondie embarrassment in her voice
>"Why"
>Good ol jerk me in mine
>I'm not sure why i'm not being a gentleman right now
>Maybe aprons are my fetish or something
>Maybe cute blonde girls who can cook in aprons are like multiple
fetishes in one and i'm just unable to think
>Maybe i just had a serious boner.
>Whatever it was, i was being a total perv.
>She's trying to fend me off in a harsher shriller voice now
>"Because it's embarrassing!"
>Well duh
>"That's the point!"
>Uh oh i didn't just say that
>I did... i did just say that.
>I'm brought back to groundshattering earth with a foot on my
crotch


>It's not hard
>It's not a kick
>It's a warning
>But it's hard enough to know it means business
>The foot just resting there, toes wiggling.
>I start to squeak
>"b... because you look cuter when you blush"
>All confidence in my voice gone
>Pervert mode deactivated
>Gotta save my skin
>Retreated away from flirting with blondie with the escape route
i had planned if things went wrong.
>I don't even look at her to see how she reacted to my last
comment.
>I'm looking over trying to figure out which girl is doing it.
>Looks like homely with a smirk on her face
>Whoever it is, the other girl stopped kicking me.
>Maybe because i'm not looking at blondie anymore and i'm staring
at my food again.
>I know the best way to figure this out for sure

>I raise up my leg, and use my other foot to trace along hers.
>Following it
>Tracing the smooth skin with my toes, the curve of her lower leg
to her upper thigh
>It's warm, and just gets hotter the further up i go
>No skirt so far, it's got to be homely
>I should turn back now, i know who it probably is
>But..
>Skin...
>I keep going
>I hit the crotch, panties, hot and soft it feels like.
>I peek a glimpse upwards and i see homely jump a good third of
an inch in surprise
>I knew it was hom-
>her hand snaps down
>She's got my foot
>how the fuck was i supposed to see that coming.
>ARTIFICIAL DIFFICULTY

>i've been caught by the bosses grapple attack.
>Now this would be hot, except
>#1, it was homely
>#2, Raven could see her lap
>#3, Blondie could see my lap, and my leg.
>#4, it was homely
>I had to pray neither of the two girls looked down at what was
happening before i managed to get my leg free
>To make it worse, homely still had her foot on my crotch
>Then she wiggled her toes
>Which... felt like
>[spoiler]Well it felt really good ok but don't tell
anyone[/spoiler]
>Screw you homely
>I'll wiggle my toes, see how you like it
>When i do, her eyes actually go wide for about half a second
>Uh oh
>Why do i get the distinct impression this was a terrible idea.
>Oh, right, because a second later she's grasping my boner with
her foot

>Actual claw and talons somehow

>To make it worse she's holding my toes against her firmly now
>I can feel the wet spot from earlier
>It's very wet now
>She starts rubbing my foot against herself in a small circle
>Eww
>Eww
>I panic
>"Ineedtousethebathroom"
>It all comes out as one word
>It works
>Homely drops my foot
>Her foot stops threatening me family jewels
>I push up and away from the table
>I'm about to stand before i see blondie is staring at me after i
moved away from the table.
>Well not at me
>My crotch


>Huge boner
>I can't hide it because i'm in boxers
>I stand up and try to escape without anyone noticing
>"You gonna go jack off now?"
>It's homely
>My turn to be embarrassed
>I'm ready for laughinggirls.jpeg again
>Come on
>Do it
>DO IT FAGGOTS
>no laughter
>I peek over through the gaps in my fingers
>Everyone's staring at the tent in my pants
>I'm just frozen there

>Maybe 2 seconds of being frozen
>Not very long
>It comes to mind that i spent all two seconds staring at
glasses' chest
>I really can't keep my eyes to myself can i
>She either didn't notice, or didn't care
>Because she gets up with an empty plate and says she's finished
and walks into the kitchen
>Doesn't even look at me
>Raven, Homely, Blondie are still staring me down
>I'm still a petrified statue over here
>I realize i should probably move
>One foot
>Nothing explodes
>I then use all the rest of my feet and bolt into the kitchen
>Through the hallway
>To the bathroom
>Slam the door closed
>Lock it
>Turn around
>There's a human skull on the ground

>"AHJADHJASDHJASDHJASD"
>That's the approximate noise i made when i turned around and
found glasses there
>Nigga must have just dropped her plate off and went full sprint
to beat me here
>No wonder she wasn't in the kitchen
>She's just standing there cutely with both her hands behind her
back smiling
>Holy fuck seriously scared some ghost out of me or something
>She's not even out of breath but i am
>Years off my life
>She does a bit of a wiggle of her upper chest
>"You can stare all you want in here!"
>It's a mixture of her usual hint-of-sultry playfullness
>I'll say one thing, the Devs did a miracle job on the jiggle
physics
>As attractive as they are, i had the boner temporarily scared
out of me
>Which meant i realized i actually did have to pee
>I swear to god glasses; Always here for my morning sprinkler eh?
>She gets the message when i ignore her tits (which were lovely
btw) and walk over to the toilet.
>I start pulling down my boxers, knowing she's watching when she
gives me another scare
>"You want help?"


>What

>What the fuck does that mean
>I don't have a chance to ask
>She's behind me and has her head over my shoulder watching, one
of her arms wrapped around and cupping my crotch
>Insta bon-
>No, i need to keep it down
>I need to piss
>I pull my boxers down the rest of the way
>Semi boner, so no sproing
>Her hands find it sproingy enough
>Actually it looks like she's trying to aim it for me
>Hahaha way too high, i move my hand down and adjust the angle so
it'll properly hit the bowl
>It's actually funny enough that we're doing this that i can
somehow keep from bonering
>I let loose with a stream and she has her fun
>Aims it around a little bit , then seems to concentrate it on
one spot in the water.
>I can tell she's amused
>Then my super soaker runs out, game over
>She had great aim, no splashes or anything
>She breaks the post-tinkling sound silence with a rather timid
statement for her.
>"I have to pee too..."

>Sweet
>I've got my notepad out, ready to take notes
>I'd never seen a girl *Tinkle* before
>Except that wasn't going to change anytime soon
>"You can't watch"
>whaaaat
>What is this bullshit
>I point out that she just manhandled me when i was setting the
rivers a-flowin
>Fair is fair man
>You can't just leave me hangin, i wana see.
>"NO"
>Firm
>Embarrassed almost
>Very un-glasses like
>But it wasn't an argument, she was seriously uncomfortable with
me watching her urinate.
>I swear, women will watch you play fire engine all day, and then
quit when its their turn.
>Some bullshit i swear
>I end up arms crossed facing the other way as i listened to the
stream and splashes
>Jokes on her, i already know what her vagina looks like.

>She's up and finished rather quickly actually
>Then she's back behind me
>And her hands wrap around again, my boxers still around my
thighs.
>My manhood gets a squeeze, i stop crossing my arms.
>"You riled me up this morning mister, you gotta finish what you
started"
>That's just sexy all the way
>Alright, lets get these pants off
>I start pulling hers down again
>She stops me
>"Just me, not you."
>She pulls my boxers back up as she says this
>WHAT
>NO
>"You're gonna walk out of here just as hard as you came in"
>Pls no glasses
>Come on we can make some kind of other arrangement
>"Give the other girls something to stare at"
>She's all business
>She had this planned
>Sonofabitch
>That does sound pretty hot though
>Maybe a kind of fair-weapon against them all being topless
>Maybe glasses is brilliant
>But still ):
>She fixes it all with her next words though
>Silky smooth, no hint of embarrassment.
>"If you can last an hour, i'll let you put it where it belongs"