Mother's Helping Hand/Virgin/Bunnykin/Mother/Savanah/Flirt/Arm/Back up/Condoms/Entertain/Talk/Ask/Maybe/Privacy/Spy/Next/Reject/After dinner/Listen/Play dumb/Stop/Together/Accept

From All The Fallen Stories
Jump to navigation Jump to search

"Ehh... Ok." You respond and kinda shrug before walking off to carry away the wash rag. Emily toddles behind you the entire time with a huge grin on her face, meanwhile Savanah leans against the counter and stays behind.

"Well, looks like you got what you want mistress." You hear her comment to your mother as you are leaving the room. You assume she's talking about the fact you are dating now, and most likely going to go farther. It seems your mother has the good graces not to say what she wanted is for the two of you to go all the way with both of them tonight before they get the chance to leave the house. Really though, somehow, after seeing Emily wet herself you don't really feel like going that far all of a sudden. Maybe... it just allowed you to see Emily as more of an innocent child, just like Dannie, and you wouldn't think of taking advantage of her innocence. A child like this needs to be taught how to carry herself in the world properly.

Yes, it's true, she's a bunnykin. She's probably not going to be all that psychologically damaged if you have sex with her. But, indulging her oversexual behaviors will teach her the wrong way to behave in the world, and that will damage her chances in the future. Not to mention the damage that would be caused in her social life if she actually got pregnant.

As for Savanah, she's a woman with her own flaws as well. She made a mistake in the past. Now, she's throwing herself at your feet, she was more or less about to make the same mistake again, and your mother was trying to work her every manipulative way into persuading you to take advantage of her nature as a bunnykin. No... you were the one who decided at the start of this you wanted a bunnykin, right? So, it's your fault too. You've got your own share of the blame, you can't be mad at your mother, but you realize now that you can't really go through with this screwed up plan of hers either.

"Alright, let's go back." You say to Emily once you drop the rag in the bin. She grins and holds up her hands to be picked up, something you immediately comply with. This little darling really seems to enjoy being held. You are careful of her way-too-short skirt due to the fact she's now lacking underwear and make sure to position her rear in the crook of your arm rather than having it anywhere near your fingers. You also make certain her legs are pressed together, preventing anything inappropriate from coming into view.

By the time you get back to the dining area, Savanah and your mother have worked together to lay out a pretty hearty and elaborate salad. There are two topped with chopped fried chicken breasts, and two that are vegitables only. In both cases though, there is a lot of food in just the salad alone.

"Uhh... I take it this is not just the appetizer." You comment.

"Well, we do have a pair of vegetarians for our dinner guests." Your mother comments. "There are some more hearty vegetarian options available, but I'm afraid this is the best I could pull together so quickly after getting back home due to time constraints."

"Oh no, this is definitely enough Mistress." Savanah comments.

"Well, anyway, how about we take our seats and enjoy?" Your mother says. "Emily sweetie, where would you like to sit?"

"Umm... can I sit in Jack's lap?" She asks and turns to try and climb on your neck.

"Whoa, whoa! Emily!" You caution her and hold her off you. "Your skirt, remember?"

"I'm sorry." She responds and her ears droop as she settles back into your arm.

"Alright, let's just sit down." You say, and then take a seat in front of one of the plates with some chicken on it. At the same time, Savanah quickly places the smaller of the two vegetable only plates in front of you as well.

"Alright Emily, you be good and try to eat clean, you don't want to get Jack's pants all dirty while he's being nice enough to let you sit in his lap." Savanah cautions her daughter.

"Ok mommy!" She says and hungrily eyes the plate full of greens.

Savanah and your mother also settle down and begin eating. Well, time for dinner conversations.

Retrieved from ‘https://stories.allthefallen.moe/index.php?title=Mother%27s_Helping_Hand/Virgin/Bunnykin/Mother/Savanah/Flirt/Arm/Back_up/Condoms/Entertain/Talk/Ask/Maybe/Privacy/Spy/Next/Reject/After_dinner/Listen/Play_dumb/Stop/Together/Accept&oldid=54370’