Mom came back with some groceries. "Hey, Emi! Would you be a dear to carry some groceries with me?"
You nodded, "Sure, Mom!" You grab some grocery bags from the car's trunk one, by one, but there's one time at feeling your breasts pressed against a bag by accident. 'Oops! Sorry sis!'
As soon as you and Mom brought the groceries to the kitchen, she asked. "Emi, where's your brother, I couldn't find him anywhere?"
You wear a smirk on your lips, "Why not see for yourself?" You bring your right hand to your tail, petting it. While you feel your other hand through your long, luxurious hair.
"Emi, what are you talking about?"
"It's me, -" You respond with a smile, placing your hand on your chest, being careful not to touch your breasts. "- Alex!"
Mom gasped, with a good kind at the same time surprised. She wears a smile on her face, tearing up.
"Alex, you finally wear your sister willingly." Mom feels so proud of you.
You giggled, "Thanks! After wearing her, it feels like my fear of wearing my sister, fades away."
"Well, I'm glad to hear that."
"Mom, is it okay we have some mother, daughter time together?" You asked sheepishly, blushing through my white fur.
She nodded, "Of course, we can." Mom is now wearing a teasing smile. "I thought you were planning to explore your sister's body?"
Hearing this makes you snap like a girl, acting you have the right to get angry. "Mom! You know I can't do that to Emi?"
"I know, I was messing with you." Mom chuckled, much to your expense.
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