Amy stepped out of the bathroom dripping wet and completely nude. Her shoulder length blonde hair was plastered to her skull partially blocking her vision as she stumbled down the hallway completely oblivious and searching for a towel.
If she'd stayed in the bathroom and shouted her son Jacob would have brought her one but for some reason she didn't want bother him. It was just a short trek down the hall and past his room to the closest; the chances of her nineteen year old son noticing her walking down the hallway nude were so small that she didn't even feel the need to attempt to cover herself. In fact she was kind of strutting.
Since there was no way that Jacob was standing in the doorway watching her with an enormous grin on his face Amy decided to take her time a little. It was certainly freeing to walk around her own home nude like she'd done before her son moved back in after college. Before that the single mother of forty three hadn't hesitated to strut the halls of house nude, sometimes with the windows open knowing that the neighbors loved to sneak peaks at her.
Unlike many women childbirth had been kind to Amy; she'd gone from a waifish little thing who was constantly mistaken for a teen well into her twenties into a hippy thing with ripe handful sized breasts. Age hadn't been quite as generous but no where near as cruel as it had been to most of her friends. She had some lines around the corners of her mouth and yes and her breasts weren't as perky as they'd been when she was younger but she still caught people checking her out especially when she wore snug tops.
She even swore she'd caught her son looking at her a few times. Right now it was easy for her to imagine him leaning against his door frame watching her with his lopsided grin. She'd pretend she didn't see him, but she put on a show for her imaginary son bending at the waist to pull a towel from the bottom and instead of wrapping it around her body she just wrapped it around her hair and put an extra bit of sway in her step when she walked past his room.
Amy took a moment to glance into her son's room, over his imaginary shoulder. She swore she could smell him standing there in the door way but he wasn't. He wasn't even in the house. She thought she'd seen him come into the house and hadn't heard him leave but he was gone. Amy was certain and glancing into the room just made her completely certain. "Wow. What would I have done if he'd been in there?" Amy giggled nervously to herself. She'd never once considered her son as anything but and the idea kind of shrugged and walked off down the hall back to her bedroom.
"See just like I told you. Masked." A pink haired fairy said. She was sitting cross legged on of Jacob's head smirking.
"She looked right at me." Jacob replied. His heart was beating so hard that the fairy sitting on him could feel it through her bare rump.
"Well duh, Masking isn't the same as being invisible. It's actually better. See if you were invisible she would have walked right into you trying to get into your room and figuring out that you were gone. She could see you just fine, she also knew you weren't there so she just ignored you but she still doesn't try to walk through you. It's the same reason I can sit at your table in the cafeteria and nobody can see me but nobody ever accidently puts squashes me under their food." She replied.
"I had been wondering about that Star Dust, didn't you almost get crushed by Kenny once?" Jacob asked.
Star Dust glanced down at him. He was asking these questions but his mind was still completely focused on the nude woman who'd been happily flaunting herself for her invisible audience. "Yes, that oaf just didn't see me. The same way sometimes people walk into walls or knock over stuff, he was just not paying enough attention and didn't see me there. Why are you asking these questions?" She drove her bare heel into the top of his head.
"Ow, what'd you do that for?" Jacob asked looking up. He could see her of course but it didn't stop him from tilting his head back far enough that she had to grab at his shortish brown hair to keep from slipping off.
"Stop that!" Star Dust squeaked and drove her heel into his head a little harder this time.
"That hurts!"
"It does not you big baby! You're nearly the size of a bear! I couldn't hurt you if I tried now stop being dumb!" Star Dust cried.
Jacob rolled his eyes. He still couldn't tell when Star Dust was joking about the size of things. He was about average for a man, maybe little taller than average and out shape but hardly an intimidating size for a human. Star Dust was about two inches shorter than his precisely average size cock though, and he had occasionally joked he could swallow her whole. "How'm I being dumb?"
"Did you only want to see that woman naked? Every other time you've asked me to use my powers on a woman you've done more than just watch. Is it because she's your mother? It's strange for humans to lust after their mother's isn't it?" Star Dust was almost singing by the end of the question. Jacob blushing hot enough to warm the pixie's rump was a sufficient answer. "It is isn't it? You're a dirty deviant human aren't you?"
"I am not." Jacob protested.
"Yes you
arrrrrrrrre
!" Star Dust sang spreading her multicolored butterfly like wings and darting off his head before he could swat her. "You're a dirty deviant!" Star Dust's pink skirt made of rose petals came down just past her knees, at the same time she was topless and for a four inch tall woman fairly generously buxom. "So is that all you wanted, to see her naked? Or did you want something more?"
Jacob blushed again and looked to the floor. "I want more."
"Okay!" Star Dust raised her hands over head. "So what's next?"
Jacob shrugged. "I don't know I've never done this before."
Never done this before? We do this to every pretty girl you see walking down the street! He probably thinks she's special.
"Okay why don't you go down stairs, it'll be breakfast time soon."
"What are you gonna do?"
"You'll find out." Star Dust teased fluttering away from Jacob.
