* The continuing tales of Mark, Annabelle, Tanya and Manny, 4 uni mates.
It was a warm summer's day when I got back on campus. My summer vacation road trip thru Nevada, Texas, California and New Mexico had pretty much ended in disaster. My mad white skinned mates insisted on driving thru the desert roads with the roof down "to get a good tan". After a few weeks I ended up suffering mild heat stroke. After a short stay in a hospital I decided to head back to cooler climes in the north.
As I stepped through the door I was aware that somebody was in the kitchen or laundry room at the back of the house. It reminded and irritated me that I also had to get my own laundry done. I had more than a month of cleaning to catch up on and I was down to my last clean set of clothes.
I figured it was probably Annabelle or our new house mate at the back. Annabelle was a medical student serving her houseman ship at the uni hospital. Tanya had flown home for the holidays while Manny had moved out. He couldn't live with the shame of exposing both of us but ultimately humiliating only himself. As for our new housemate, I only knew she was going to be a girl and not much else.
As I approached the laundry room with my basket I could see the silhouette of a female form. As I got nearer I could see that she was wearing this tiny, tight pair of shorts with a thin, sleeveless t-shirt. From the side I saw she was not wearing a bra as I could see her prominent nipples protruding from an otherwise flat chest from the sleeve holes. Must be the new housemate, I thought.
She didn't see or hear me approaching as she had an ipod plugged in and her back was facing me. I judged her to be about Annabelle's height and build, but with a difference. She had a fantastic round bulbous bubble butt that made me look twice. I have never been a butt man but this was one butt that I just had to look again. Her skin had an inviting tinge of olive, which made me guess she was latina. Her shoulders were heavily freckled along with the sides of her neck and face. Her hair was an also similar to Annabelle's but while Annabelle always had hair combed neatly into a bun this girl had a shock of unruly hair which was almost an afro.
As I continued my study up to her face I noticed pink Beats ear buds and thick, black plastic framed glasses just like...
"Annabelle?!?!" I called out with thinking.
The shocked girl quickly turned around, staring at me.
"Mark?! You gave me a shock there."
She knew my name. I studied her face. She was good two shades darker and totally freckled over. But it was Annabelle, for sure.
My studying her face made her self-conscious and she quickly raised her arms over her chest which made me look there. Seeing my eyes go to her chest she shrieked.
"Don't look at me!" yelled Annabelle.
In 1 swift move she turned around, pulled two beigy blobs out of the sink and ran past me back to her room. There was a loud slam and I could hear the lock turning.
Still feeling the after effects of the sun stroke, I wasn't thinking straight up to that moment. After my long travels I only wanted to get my laundry done and then make love to my bed. I looked into the washing machine and found all descriptions of lingerie. I went to Annabelle's room and asked her what she wanted to do with all that stuff. There was no reply. Being the good housemate that I was, I hung all her stuff out to dry as my stuff was being washed.
There were a few full coverage granny style bras which I knew to be Annabelle's. The other stuff I found was more surprising. There were 3 heavily padded bras. I mean like 4 inches thick. Put them together and you could probably build a pillow. All the panties were shapewear. Not to boost, but to flatten out. There was also a sheer thong thrown into the mix. The other things, I don't even know what they're called. I hung out my own laundry after that and went to bed.
At about 6pm I heard a knock on my door. Perfect timing for dinner I thought... I opened the door and found the normal Annabelle that I know. This version was a good 2 shades fairer and her face was always nicely powdered. No freckles. Her hair was now combed back into the usual neat bun. She was always conservatively dressed, no cleavage or butt showing. Her chest was back up to a D cup and her butt was normal.
"Is everything all right Annabelle? I laundered all your stuff for you y'know?"
"Mark, we need to talk... what you saw today..."
"Your stuff? Is it ok? Hope I didn't damage anything..."
She pulled my out to the dining table and sat me down.
"You cannot tell anyone what you saw today..."
Being the blur Asian dude, it suddenly all clicked -- Annabelle had been falsifying her appearance!
Not wanting to give the game away too quickly, I played possum with Annabelle.
