Donned in my hoodie and jeans, I descended down the stairs to the dining table and set my school bag on the chair before laying my back on it. Sitting beside me, Alex was wolfing down her breakfast like she had been starved the whole night, she had on a regular black tracksuit that was zipped just halfway of her chest, showing the navy blue sport bra underneath and a right amount of cleavage.

Sitting in the seat in front of Alex was the youngest sister of the Jenkins’s family, Hannah, she wore a pink hair bun to match with her oversized T-shirt. Differ from her mother and her sisters, she had a much more slender figure. She kept her eyes on her phone while having her oatmeal, not giving the slightest look toward my way. We used to be close when we were small but I never knew when or why our relationship turned sour.

Unlike me, they were famous in the university. Alex was the track star and Hannah is a gymnast in Amarod University, both of them were awarded with full athletic scholarships. Not only were they talented but they had the beauty to match. Alex being the cheerful boyish girl that had no problem befriending anyone while Hannah is the graceful ice queen that people could only dare to admire from afar.

“Here, I made you a sandwich.” Coming out of the kitchen to the dining table, Lara hands me a plate with a sandwich, the sandwich was filled with salad, bacon and creamy egg yolk dripping from the side.

“Thanks, Lara.” I sprang up from my seat and received the plate with my palms facing up, my thumbs were on the rim of the plate while the rest my fingers, unintendedly brushed against hers while trying to hold the plate from the bottom.

Lara flinched at the touch and quickly snatched her hands away. Seeing her reaction, I apologized to her immediately, Lara simply shook her head and assured me that she was just shocked. Both of us share a gaze with blushed cheeks before Lara excuses herself to the upper floor saying that she had to do the laundry.

“You sure there’s nothing wrong with y'all? Both you and mom have been acting strange since this morning.” Alex queried but the notion was swiftly dispelled as I insisted there’s nothing to be worried about.

Finally giving up on the subject, Alex in turn asked what happened to me in the school yesterday. Both her and Hannah had to attend training session after their classes. By the time they were to receive the news from Lara, I had already left the hospital and was on my way to the shopping mall to buy myself a few pairs of new underwear and to have our dinner since it was too late to cook.

Of course, I didn’t disclose what really happened to me, nobody wants to hear that I grew almost a foot long dick overnight and it is bizarre to even think about it. I merely told them I had a heatstroke and that is the explanation both me and Lara had agreed upon on our way back home.

Unbeknownst to me, as I was explaining to Alex of the whole incident, Hannah had her ears perked up, eavesdropping on our conversation while pretending to look at her phone.

When Alex asked what happened to my face where the double chin and puffy cheek were no longer there, Hannah stole a glance toward me over her phone before quickly snapping her head back to her phone when she thought I caught her peeking. Her expression changed from time to time listening to my story and in fact, she was so absorbed that she had not eaten her oatmeal or scrolled her phone for the past twenty minutes. When she noticed the time on the corner of her phone, she gobbled down her oatmeal and rushed out the door with her bag. I guessed she’s late to her class.

Me and Alex continued for a few more minutes before I had to leave for school. I stood up from the chair and stacked the bowl left on the table by Hannah on the empty plate of mine, preparing to do the dishes but I was stopped by Alex as she offered to wash it since she had no classes today other than the training she has to attend later in the afternoon. I happily obliged.

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After placing the dishes in the sink, I scooped up my school bag on the chair and headed out of the door, strolling down the street to the nearest subway station which was ten minutes away on foot. I had a motorcycle but it is much cheaper to use the subway.

Lara, sitting on the edge of her bed, palming her cheeks. “Get it together, Lara. You’re an adult, you shouldn’t be acting this way, especially toward Samantha's son.” Although Lara has been trying to play it cool in front of Ryan, her mind has been a total mess since yesterday.

—Lara POV—

Lara had remained single for ten years ever since her divorce with her unfaithful husband, the idea of dating someone was pushed to the back of her mind with how occupied she was to take care of three of her daughters on her own and she had to run a convenience store to support her family. If it wasn’t for Samantha and her sister constantly there for her, she would have fallen apart. Three of them had known each other since highschool and Samantha was the Big Sister to both of them, the day she had passed away with her husband in the house fire were still gut wrenching to think of.

The inclusion of Ryan into her house had never bothered her as she saw him as nothing more than her closest friend’s son, she had asked if Ryan would want to be adopted into the family but the idea was declined by Ryan because it felt weird for him to call Lara his mother since he had known her since birth. But she insisted Ryan to stay in her house until he’s able to stand on his own feet financially.

But since yesterday, the idea of Ryan as a little boy has faded, and were instead replaced with the image of his humongous dick constantly popping up in her head.

When she closed her eyes in her bed, all she could think of is dick.

When she’s thinking of what to prepare for breakfast, dick.

When she saw Ryan's face, still dick.

All she thinks about is dickkity dickkity dick.

And to make it worse, the idea instilled by Sarah of helping Ryan with his dick had woke her up the whole night.

Lara sat on the bed for a few more minutes before standing right up. “I can do this, I just have to distract myself with more work,” She encouraged herself with a determined look on her face, her fist balled up in front of her, ready to face any challenge thrown at her.

Getting her hands on an empty laundry basket, she filled the basket with her own dirty laundry before moving from room to room to pick up the rest of it.

After collecting both Alex and Hannah's laundry, she proceeded toward Lisa’s room. With her fingers grasping the door knob, Lara gave it a twist, however, it was locked. With no other choices, Lara gently gave the door a few knocks and waited for a response.

Standing in front of the door, a rustling sound of a blanket flipping over could be heard and then came the sounds of someone dragging their feet against the wooden floor.

*Click*

The door swung open, a six feet tall woman with disheveled navy blue hair emerged from the dark room, she was wearing a white skimpy tank top, showcasing her deep cleavage and a green booty shorts to match with. She had one of her hands still clinging on the door knob and using another to rub the puffy eyes of hers, “M…Morning, Mom.”

“Morning, Lisa. You got any laundry you need me to help with? And I made some sandwiches, I kept it in the kitchen.” Lara beamed while looking up, Lisa was the tallest in the household, everybody had to look up to her while talking, Lara was no exception as she was only five foot six tall.

Lisa shuffled back to the dimly lit room and returned carrying a pile of clothes. Lara raised the basket in front of her, signaling Lisa to drop her clothes in it and Lisa followed.

Lisa stood at her place for a moment, staring down at her mother's cheerful place with her droopy eyes. With her arms wide open, she wrapped her arm around Lara and snuggled her cheek against hers, “Thanks, Mom.” Both their evenly sized breasts pressed together and Lara's smile widened as she basked in the nice loving hug of her daughter.

A full minute passed and Lisa finally released her mother from her embrace and continued dragging her feet across the hallway to the bathroom.

Lara, with her improved mood, makes her way toward the room beside Lisa’s.