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I can tell you one thing despite being a maid uniform it was wildly impractical to clean in it. It was definitely not designed to contain massive G-Cups like mine. I still blame him for making me wear it though. I feel like when I clean I spend half the time struggling to put my escaped Phat slut moms back in the blouse. What a humiliating thing to wear in Phat slut moms of your son. No, he was looking at me in a way no son should like at his mother. On the first day I wore the french maid uniform, my son saw my white panties when I bent down. That was humiliating enough but what happened next was ten times more so.

He said the bet was I had to wear the costume he chose. He meant exactly what he chose. And that meant no panties! As punishment, he had me strip down my panties right then and there in front of him. Perhaps wearing the costume did bring out my submissive nature. That means cooking his favorite dishes, cleaning his room for him and even serving him breakfast in bed. My son was clearly relishing the reversed power dynamics. But he also makes me do other inane things. His favorite is to drop something on the floor and make me pick it up slowly. I had no illusions why he did that as either my boobs would spill out as I bent down or my pussy would be revealed as I squatted. This was obviously going too far, but for some reason I was committed to staying in the role for the entire week.

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She had a big ass that we used to joke about. The next girl he pointed out was a girl about my age who was leaned over the side of the pool talking to somebody. She had to be only