The fleeting message Miss Vespera gave just before he stepped inside was, "Take off your shoes before you enter." It was an old-fashioned request, but Chad's mind was somewhere else entirely. Without really thinking, he kept on wearing his dog muck-ridden flip-flops as he walked in.
Kinda weird that the teacher is their mother as well. He would never have guessed that by what he saw in the The Homework Abyss 101 class. When Vee was riding his dick, the teacher hadn't shown any signs that Vee was her daughter in any way; she basically just cheered her on.
Maybe the teacher was the mother of the sisters because the author didn't want to introduce any more characters or something and decided to add her back, even though she had no depth and a flat personality; at least her boobs didn't look flat, which was all that mattered.
However, he was curious to see the family portraits they kept around the house as he just stood there waiting. He spotted a big stick poking out of an umbrella holder; the stick itself looked plain enough. But right next to it was something straight out of a mad scientist's workshop: a stick lined with nails and razors and crackling with electric bolts from a Tesla coil-like orb at the top.
Must be one of those fancy, high-end walking sticks, Chad thought to himself.
It had been ten minutes now, and Miss Vespera still hadn't returned with the two sisters.
Had she gotten lost or something? This house was massive, with so many rooms—it was easy to imagine her wandering the endless corridors.
Or maybe she'd opened her homework board—the one piled high with all the assignments she'd handed out and collected back—and it had toppled over her.
Now she was probably buried under a mountain of homework…
An hour had passed, and he was still standing in the foyer, feeling like a total idiot stuck in suspense.
He could've messaged the two girls to see where they were, but they were in this very house. It was like using the phone to call someone in the same house when you could just walk over and talk to them. He didn't want to look at his phone again—it was possible that if he saw any more tattooed pics of his waifu, he might shoot his load…
He stepped forward a bit to try to get a peek at the sisters' portraits down in the foyer area... and then caught a whiff of dog muck under his flip-flops.
Yeah, maybe he should've taken them off first.
Didn't Miss Vespera say he had to take off his shoes before coming in?
When he took them off, the stench hit him harder than he'd expected.
This wasn't just dog muck stuck under his shoe, he thought—it smelt way worse.
Maybe skunk poop—or something… Chocobo poop?
He didn't know the difference between all the animals' poop—it was something he wished he'd studied more at school.
Now his flip-flops were off, and Vee and Bibi appeared at the bottom of the foyer stairs, like the twins from The Shining—but way hotter. Vee's tight mini skirt showed off her sexy butt, while Bibi's tank top barely contained her big tits. Vee's wild, colourful hair tumbled in waves, and Bibi's sleek, straight locks framed her sharp eyes.
"Nice to meet you again," Vee said, flashing a grin. "I'm… Vee." She threw up a V sign with her fingers, sticking her tongue playfully through the gap.
Bibi smiled and said, "I am, of course." She gave one of her boobs a little squeeze and said, "Bee", then did the same to the other, repeating, "Bee."
Chad couldn't help but laugh. There is absolutely... no way that was true.
They were not Bs… Those tits were definitely... at least double D.
He'd seen so many boobs. He knew his stuff... not just human boobs—he'd seen them on all sorts of mammals, like apes, cows, dolphins, kangaroos, bats… even platypuses. If those even counted as boobs.
And what was Vee doing with her tongue and the V hand gesture? Was that some sort of gang symbol for the mini skirt mafia? It must be.
It was only polite to greet them back. He didn't want to seem unsociable or ignore them, so he returned the greeting. He made the V-hand gesture with his fingers while sticking out his tongue through the V and then thought about copying what Bibi did—until he realised he had no boobs. So instead, he grabbed his left nut, then his right, and said, "I am... Chadwick... nice to see you again."
Bibi laughed, nudging Vee with a grin. "Somebody's feeling eager..."
Vee shot back with a sly smile, "Very eager."
Eager", Bibi teased, "but not that eager."
"You're right... Chad waited over an hour before he even started to process things."
"Maybe he's not that eager to see the waifu tattoos we've got."
"Oh... what a shame," Vee said, dripping with mock disappointment.
I waited an hour for them to process things. Huh...huh x 20.
He remembered them appearing the moment he took his shoes off.
Was this some kind of video game thing, where the game wouldn't move forward unless you had the right item or triggered the next scene somehow?
Chad said, "I am extremely eager... I wouldn't have waited for an hour if I wasn't eager. I would've gone home or done something else and watched anime."
He was about to say something else, but he couldn't stop staring at the pink stain peeking out from Bibi's top, right at the top of one of her boobs. At first, he thought she'd spilt a pink fizzy drink on herself, but then he realised it was part of his waifu's pink hair tattoo underneath. He recognised that hot pink colour anywhere.
Vee laughed. "Look at him... the pervert... he's staring at your boobs and isn't even trying to hide it."
Bibi laughed, "When your boobs look this good... I don't blame him for wanting a peek."
With a smug little smirk, Vee added, "He'd be ogling my butt, too, if I turned around."
"Too right... hahah!!" Bibi giggled.
Chad shuffled awkwardly. "I... I'm not looking at your boobs... I'm looking... looking at my waifu... I can't." His eyes dropped anyway—right to the soft curve of Bibi's cleavage peeking up—while he felt his penis peeking up too. "I can see a bit of my waifu's pink hair…" he mumbled, voice barely holding together.
There was a snort from Vee. "Somebody's definitely horny for some waifu boobs."
With a cheeky grin, Bibi said, "Maybe you should've tattooed his waifu on your butt cheeks—he'd be staring at that too."
The idea clearly amused Vee. "Half her face on one butt cheek... and the other half on the other. Perfect symmetry."
Bibi burst out laughing. "Or even better—one cheek with Chad's face, the other with his waifu's. Like Jekyll and Hyde, but way weirder. Or, you know, that Two-Face villain from Batman with the whole split-face thing going on. Imagine that!!"
A pause, then Vee leaned in mock-serious. "But... what about my butthole?"
"Your butt hole?" Bibi wheezed. "That's the black hole, obviously. The void that balances all good and evil... between left cheek and right cheek."
Another giggle fit hit Bibi. "A tat on my butt? Defo something to consider... getting."
From the corner, Chad finally blurted out his burning question. "What... what would you call that space... between your left and right boob?"
"That place?" Bibi grinned mischievously and pressed her boobs together with a teasing wiggle. Chad's eyes caught sight of pink strands of his waifu's hair bouncing and wobbling between the soft mounds. His excitement surged uncontrollably. "That place... on Google Maps... right between my boobs? It's called... Cum Canyon."
Vee mirrored the move with her slightly smaller but no less impressive boobs—squeezing them just enough to make a perfect crease. "And this is... Cleavland," she announced with a proud smirk, as if unveiling the crown jewels.