She usually wore minimal makeup, mostly because she was always rushed in the mornings to get to work, but also because it simply wasn't necessary–wh...o was she making herself up for anyway?But tonight was one of the rare occasions she felt called for a little more preparation. She didn't know exactly why, but she had a sense that showing her feminine side, rather than her motherly side, would make things go smoother and end more successfully. So she put on her makeup as if she was going on a big. .. yes. I’ll make it last.”“What about those dried hot peppers?”“I don’t think your friends would like them,” she said.The dwarf nodded. “We’ll just get enough for you and me. And I bet Shavala would try them.”“We should buy eggs too. The cook will sell me a few cockerels for roasting, but all the eggs go to the crew.” She’d been surprised to discover that the ship’s crew kept chickens and pigs on board, though the pigs were treated more like pets than food.“Eggs and peppers. Anything else?”“Do. "I must depend on you for support and protection. I feel exposed all thetime. The self-assured youth that moved into your home a year earlier nolonger exists. A delicate piece of fluff now stands in his place. I havesoftened so. Smooth feminine curves have replaced my once angular frame.Where I once strutted cock-sure down city streets at nights, I nowclutch your powerful arm seeking security.Even at this resort, I can do little more than lounge by the pool andread a magazine. My attire. This was pure sexual rapture. He just stayed there stupid with relief. The euphoria didn’t last long, however, as he hears the garage door open. His parents were home! He quickly takes his shirt off and wipes the cum off his body and hand - his shorts captured most of semen that fell through his crotch. He jolts to frantically put the pictures back in the envelope, trying to remember the order in which they were in. He suddenly hears his mom call him from the kitchen, “Honey, we’re home. Are.