Step-Mommy and Step-daughter (Private for kinkyddlg)

[FalloutZone]

Janet didn't know why she had failed her first year of college at all.

She had studied!

She worked really hard and she didn't really party or do anything crazy except a few times here and there but that was normal, right? At twenty four years of age Janet felt like a complete and utter failure.

Most of her age group had gone to college at eighteen and had gotten jobs while she was still messing about doing nothing besides wasting her life but her mother and brother had died a month before she was due to graduate high school.

She had been in the car with them and luckily only suffered a broken leg and some bruising.

Janet hadn't gotten over their deaths easily or the fact that she had been in a car with them. She still blamed herself.

Drugs didn't help neither did alcohol or gambling which is why she had decided to try and go to college and see if that could help at all but she had failed.....

She wasn't the best or brightest in high school and was a bit of a runt but she didn't do badly. She managed to get B's and was on the girl's soccer team as a midfielder.

Yet now?

She was in the small laundry room wearing a simple white shirt and black shorts her wet sheets on the floor along with her wet pyjamas.

Janet didn't know what to do at all.

They were out of washing powder which meant she couldn't wash anything properly and something was already tumbling away in the stupid machine.

Unkept blonde hair that hadn't been washed for almost a week was tangled and knotted while big blue eyes were dull and full of pain.

Janet had been doing her best to avoid her step-mother for a long time only saying very few words here and there to her but it was hard for her not to yell or even scream.

It wasn't fair!

Janet simply leaned against the wall feeling nothing but vulnerability glad that she was alone properly yet not glad.

She wanted to cry but she couldn't find it in herself to do so right now yet she wasn't so sure.

[Kinkyddlg]

Lanie and Janet had gone through high school together but had always had a tense relationship, as the ambitious cheerleader Lanie saw teasing the smaller girl as an easy way to win social favor, and perhaps sublimate the slight attraction she might’ve felt for her petite classmate.

After finishing college early and getting a good job teaching at their hometown community college, Lanie soon found herself comforting and eventually marrying Janet’s young, well-to-do father a few years after his wife and son passed. But he was often away on business, leaving his redheaded wife feeling lonely and without anyone to nurture.

Then, after a disastrous run of living on her own and attempting school herself, Janet had moved home and suddenly the two found themselves alone and in close proximity (though Janet did her best to avoid her new step-mother around the big house).  But beyond her skittishness, Lanie noticed a perpetual sullenness and lack of self-care in her former classmate that worried her. What had happed to her in the last few years?

Out of the corner of her eye, the always-regal Lanie saw her stepdaughter slink into the laundry room with a bundle of sheets. Again? She just did laundry a few days ago… the tall redhead furrowed her brow before the logical explanation struck her. No way… She crept into the laundry room behind Janet, who seemed to be barely able to stand as she sagged despondently against the wall.

“Early start on your chores?” Lanie asked brightly, startling the disheveled little blonde and peering over her shoulder at the wet mass of sheets, then up into Janet’s vacant blue stare. Her voice grew concerned. “Sweetie, is everything alright? What happened to your covers?”

[FalloutZone]

Janet turned a little to look at Lanie. They weren't exactly friends giving their past relationship in high school at all and she still felt weird that Lanie had married her father Keith but she was glad that her father had found someone but Janet sometimes wished that it was anyone but Lanie.

Janet still had a lot of personal issues due to high school and what had happened between herself and Lanie but it wasn't just Lanie at all that she had to hide or fight against during her high-school years but others who had wanted to climb the social ladder like Lanie had and while others teased others befriended her and it was the ones who acted as her friends that hurt the most especially when it was time to drop her and move on sometimes through ghosting her or pranking her yet Janet always found herself a little more sensitive around Lanie but she knew why that was.

It was obvious that she had a crush on the red-head which was why it made everything even harder on her during high school and even now she had some lingering feelings for the red-head but she knew that having feelings for Lanie was wrong giving her father.

Lanie was also her mother now as well.

Janet just looked down at her sheets at the mention of 'chores' and stared at her pissed stained sheet that were bundled on the floor feeling awkward, nervous and a little scared of Lanie despite the woman's bright voice that should of made her heart flutter yet it didn't but she knew that f she hadn't been feeling so down or her sheets weren't stained she would of likely stared shyly at her new step-mother trying to calm her beating heart down yet that wasn't the case at all.

In a matter of seconds Janet's blue eyes started to shine slowly with tears her bottom lip trembling slightly, "I-I," hiccuped Janet trying to control herself, "had a accident." admitted Janet softly tears now streaming down her redden cheeks which she tried hard to wipe away not wanting to be a crybaby at all especially in front of Lanie! It was one of the things she used to get teased about so much but it was difficult for her not to cry at all. It had been a rough couple of years for her and she still hadn't found her feet despite trying and doing her best at college.

Failing college had been the last straw for Janet especially when she knew that she did her best to get through the year yet she had problems making friends or even asking teachers for help at all because of how bad her anxiety had gotten thanks to the few years previously and her experience during high school.  She still felt like a kid at times because she hadn't been able to move on with her life at all and she still had nightmares over the car crash that had happened and unlike  her father she didn't have any support at all for what she had went through.

"I-I had a nightmare." whispered Janet very softly her cheeks turning a little more red as she waited for Lanie to tease her, laugh at her or just do something to hurt her. It was childish to think that way but Janet couldn't help but think like that at all.

 

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Lanie’s worry was confirmed as Janet’s face contorted with shame and sadness and she stuttered out her admission about the wet sheets. But rather than tease her former classmate as she might once have, the elegant redhead wordlessly wrapped her arms around the despondent young lady and squeezed her kindly.

“Oh you poor dear,” Lanie said as Janet mentioned her nightmare, “no wonder you’re stressed out.” She pulled her stepdaughter close and stroked her tangled hair, trying to ignore how cute she still found Janet despite her tears and unkempt appearance. Instead she embraced her burgeoning maternal instincts and wiped at her stepdaughter’s tears. “Is there any way I can help? At least let me take care of your laundry, you should relax. How about after I’m done we spend the day together? I want you to feel at home here, and that’s not going to happen if we don’t get to know each other better.”

Lanie looked away apologetically as she released Janet from her hug. “I know we didn’t have the best relationship in high school but it doesn’t have to be like that, really.” Her pretty face brightened and she gripped the distraught young woman’s hand. “We can have a girl’s day! I can do your hair, we could go shopping or just veg out… Totally up to you!”

[FalloutZone]

On instinct Janet started crying more not realising that Lanie was hugging her and not hurting her.

It took Janet a couple of minutes to even realise what was going on and that Lanie was hugging her even comforting her.

Small quivering whimpers and hiccups escaped Janet as she continued to feel uncertain about Lanie yet she didn't back away from her step-mother instead she held onto her gently her grip frail and weak.

She wanted attention and comfort badly but that seemed ridiculous especially for someone at her age.

She shouldn't need those things.

The softness of Lanie's voice didn't seem natural to Janet she couldn't remember the last time anyone ever talked to her like that.

Janet breathing slowed down as she took in Lanie's scent realising how close they were right now physically and how bizarre that was yet she didn't voice any of that as her own cold body sucked up the warmth from Lanie's.

Janet's view on Lanie was very straight forward she viewed the red-head as beautiful as most others did but she also viewed her as a bully and rightfully so yet right now her former bully was comforting her and wiping away her tears?

Janet looked at Lanie uncomfortable and nervous unsure about the offer the red-head was giving her right now, "O-okay," stammered Janet, "I guess you're right," paused the small blonde surprised by how forward Lanie was being with her right now and she didn't feel as if Lanie was just luring her in the offer seemed genuine, "I really don't mind what we do but can we stay inside, please?" asked Janet softly and submissively looking at Lanie not really sure what she wanted to do at all with her new step-mom but she knew that they needed to bond a little her father had asked her to try and to do so.

She very rarely went out at all nor did she have any friends at all so the possibility of hanging out with Lanie set Janet's anxiety off a little more but she couldn't help but smile very shyly and timidly at Lanie. 

She never really smiled during school at all and tended to hide behind her hair or hold her hands up against her face like a scared little child.

Janet rubbed her eyes a little more to clear away the rest of her tears.

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“Of course sweetie, whatever you like,” Lanie assured her with a flash of the warm smile that so many found enrapturing. “I’ll take care of your laundry when this cycle’s done, for now why don’t we focus on getting you cleaned up for our little spa day.” The taller woman was sure she hadn’t heard a shower run yet this morning, so she coaxed Janet to the master bath and began filling its oversized tub with warm water and lavender-scented bubbles.

“Now you just get undressed and relax, I’ll take care of everything.” Lanie doubted Janet knew how literally she meant that, as once the little blonde had reluctantly divested herself of her athletic shorts and top (“Don’t be shy, it’s nothing we didn’t see all the time in the locker room,” Lanie countered, perhaps unintentionally reminding her stepdaughter of their strained high school relationship – the trim but curvaceous cheerleader had been far more comfortable flaunting herself than little Janet, after all) her stepmother gave her a hand in stepping into the soothing frothy water and soaped up a wash cloth.

The bathroom was directly attached to her father and Lanie’s spacious bedroom, so Janet had rarely used it (certainly not for a bath) since she had to be bathed by her parents as a little girl. A sense of déjà vu washed over her as her stepmother’s sudsy cloth did the same, starting slow with her limbs and head before circling gradually to her belly, breasts, and even more intimate areas. The obscuring bubbles did little to assuage Janet’s discomfort with the situation but she could at least tell herself Lanie’s peep show had been brief, or sink deeper into them if the mortification of being washed by her former classmate grew too great.

All the while, Lanie kept up a pleasant if somewhat vacuous patter about what a sweet girl Janet was and how she needed to cut herself some slack once in a while. “You’re such a cutie,” the redhead said with complete sincerity as she took a break from washing her stepdaughter to brush the tangles from her wet hair in preparation for braiding it, “even without trying. I bet you’d be a real knockout if you let me give you some pointers – ooh, or a makeover!” Lanie clapped excitedly at the prospect, her enthusiasm for her new “project” radiating off of her. “Pleeease?”

[FalloutZone]

Janet found herself entranced by Lanie's smile.

She couldn't remember Lanie ever smiling at her like that during high school at all and found her heart beating wildly as she remembered Lanie smiling at others and not her like that yet now she was! Janet tried to calm down her nerves and more importantly her small crush on her that had developed in high school and never went away properly. It had hurt her a lot when she found out her dad was marrying Lanie and she didn't like that at all but she kept quiet on that front.

Janet felt anxious and shy as she followed Lanie nervously. 

If it weren't for Lanie's coaxing and Janet's dire need for attention she would of probably ran off in a matter of seconds but instead Janet stood in the bathroom shaking like a scared little puppy obviously uncertain and not used to company especially from someone that she knew and didn't really know.  She knew Lanie as a bully but she didn't know much more then that she didn't know what Lanie was like as a person besides watching her in high school secretly wishing that they could be friends somehow but that never happened.

Was Lanie only being nice to her now because they had to live together? Because Lanie was her step-mom? Because her father expected them to get along and behave? She wasn't sure and she didn't want this to be some awful mean prank at all. 

Janet found herself reluctantly stripping down to her birthday suit feeling like she was in high-school all over again yet this time she was a bit more mature physically.  Her chest wasn't huge but perky and she was a size B nearly a C.  It wasn't great compared to others but it was something.   Janet could remember the locker room easily and how often she would peak at Lanie and a few others and how her heart would pound in her chest whenever Lanie got particularly close to her.

Janet blushed a lot and refused to look Lanie in the eye at all.  There were so many thoughts running through her head.

She felt scared. Would Lanie make a mean comment? Joke about her?

Janet had a light surgical scar across her heart from when she was a toddler and a few others scars on her body.  One surgical scar on the side of her hip which she got from the car crash, one light small scar that she had gotten in high school from a boy who didn't like her eyeing up Lanie at all and some slight ones from drug usage.  She had a weak heart and it had caused some problems for her throughout her life but she normally did her best to hide it during high school especially when she was in the locker room with all the other girls by wearing a training bra and vest combo.

Janet breathed heavily as Lanie washed her and gasped a little in surprise and shock not used to having anyone's hands on her body at all. It also felt weird being in her dad and mom's bath she hadn't been in this bath since she was a little girl! And suddenly she couldn't help but feel like one compared to Lanie.  This was Lanie's bathroom....and her father's.  Janet looked at Lanie and despite being nervous she did manage to relax surprisingly despite her red blushing face.

Did Lanie just say that she was cute?

Janet looked at Lanie confused only to blush at the remark of 'being a knockout' she doubted that she could be....she hadn't been one before? She had been ugly? Why did Lanie call her a cutie? Why did Lanie even think she could be a knockout? For some strange reason Janet found herself shrugging her shoulders, "Sure if you want." replied Janet unsure about what else to say to Lanie. 

She couldn't exactly say no especially giving how enthusiastic Lanie was being right now and her growing crush.

It felt weird being in such a big bath with Lanie taking care of her she could remember whenever she got ill or particularly weak she would be taken into this bathroom and washed before snuggling up in her parents bed with her mom and dad even during high school she would sometimes find herself in her parents bed. It had gotten to the point that they had decided to get a king size bed so Janet could cozy up to them whenever she wanted or felt like despite the fact that both of them always worked long hours and normally weren't home much to take care of her or her brother. 

Janet's body was reacting a little to Lanie's touch throughout the bath which only heightened Janet's embarrassment, "Y-you don't have to do anything," said Janet wanting to give Lanie a choice, "you can go hang out with your friends or something if you like?" paused Janet, "I know dad wants us to get along but you don't have to do anything you don't want to do..." squeaked Janet softly not wanting Lanie to feel as if she had to do any of this despite the fact Lanie was the one pushing for them to chill and hang out together. 

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“I can hang out with my friends any day, you need some TLC and your stepmother is happy to oblige.” Lanie replied firmly as her soapy hands caressed Janet, being especially gentle and lingering over her scars. “And I want to get along for us, not just for Keith. We’re family now.” The casualness with which her former classmate called Janet’s dad by his first name was jarring but her tone was apologetic.

“But if it’s not too forward, since we’re getting to know each other better… how long have you had these?” Lanie’s fingers lingered over the faded mark above her stepdaughter’s perky breast. “Is there anything I should know? Like in an emergency? Are you ok?” Her concern seemed completely genuine, making Janet wonder if someone had replaced this person she had known most of her life as her heart pounded in her chest at her long dreamt-of touch. Or had her bully just grown up when Janet wasn’t looking? Did she feel guilty?

Soon the water was cooling and Lanie had finished rinsing the soap off the little blonde, who looked much less disheveled already as she was helped out of the big tub. Her stepmother dried her off with something impossibly fluffy and seated the towel-clad young woman in front of the vanity. “Now like I said you just let me take care of everything, your only job today is to relax.”

The redhead’s impressive breasts, restrained only by a tube top, brushed intrusively against various parts of Janet’s head and shoulders as she flitted about the vanity, confidently applying blush, lipstick and eyeshadow to the semi-voluntary subject of her makeover.

By the time Lanie had braided her stepdaughter’s hair into two long blonde plaits, Janet did indeed look very “cute,” but perhaps not in the way they both had strived for in high school. To Lanie’s fashion-conscious eyes, she looked much more like a doll-like exaggeration of cutesy femininity with bright pink cheeks and lips and long delicate eyelashes. But she gushed effusively over what a “stunning young lady” Janet was when “all done up.” “Now we just need to pick out something cute and comfy for laying around the house,” the redhead said thoughtfully as she shepherded Janet down the hall to one of the big house’s guest bedrooms.

[FalloutZone]

Janet found herself submitting to Lanie's firm tone in regards to them having a little spa day together rather then them going off doing their own things like always where she would find herself in her room smoking weed or playing computer games while Lanie would be off doing something social.  It felt weird hearing Lanie say that she was happy to oblige in taking care of her despite the fact that there really wasn't any obligation on Lanie's part to do anything for her at all or at least that's what Janet thought. The feel of Lanie's hands caressing her gently caused Janet to blush even more because of her lingering feelings that she felt for her step-mom but she knew that Lanie was just doing this to look after her and probably make herself look good for Keith. 

Family now? Janet looked at Lanie confused and conflicted. She knew that they needed to get along but to hear Lanie say that was a little shocking for the small blonde especially in regards to the fact that it was more so for them and not for her dad.  There was also the fact she felt slightly weird about the way Lanie called her father Keith but it was something she just had to get used to but would she be able to get over her lingering feelings for Lanie? She knew that she needed to get over them and fast before they developed further and yet was that even possible? All Janet could do was hope that it was.

Janet stared in pure shock at Lanie surprised by the amount of concern her former bully was showing to her right now, "A-ah," stammered Janet looking down at her chest and the scar that was placed very close to her heart, "I have a weak heart," said Janet, "my heart failed when I was barley two," paused Janet taken a slight breath, "I had a lot of surgery but it's fine now for the most part," continued Janet finding no reason to hide the truth from Lanie, "I take pills for it and sometimes it can give out but normally that's only if I'm under severe stress." explained Janet remembering the few times in high school where her heart had giving out or nearly had and it was hard for her to recover from the pain.  She hoped Lanie didn't feel worried at all by it. 

To an extent Janet felt guilty that she had judged Lanie so harshly a few moments ago she could see that Lanie had grown up yet she still felt a little scared of her because of everything that has happened between them.

Janet allowed for Lanie to take care of her and stayed still and quiet throughout the rest of the bath and the aftermath of being dried off despite the fact that the closeness between them only charged her feelings for her step-mom.  The blonde sat on the chair in front of the vanity and stayed still allowing Lanie to do whatever she wanted to her almost as if she really was a doll.

The end result was shocking and despite Lanie's words Janet didn't feel much like a 'stunning young lady' but more like a oversized doll. She looked pretty and cute but she didn't have what Lanie did which was a 'adult look' and to that extent she felt a little shy yet if Lanie thought she looked stunning it must be true! Right? Lanie wouldn't lie to her? "T-thank you!" stammered Janet out softly following Lanie down the hall wondering what was next as she held the towel close to her.

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“No thanks needed, except maybe letting me play a little dress-up with my step-daughter.” Lanie innocent giggle at her own remark was far kinder than the jeers Janet remembered from high school.

The guest bedroom was done up in a sunny yellow decor that perfectly matched the first frilly dress Lanie held up against Janet’s small, towel-clad frame. She shook her head with a slight frown as she returned it to the closet and continued rummaging, eventually returning with a flouncy baby blue sundress with puffy white sleeves that she seemed to approve of.

“Here, let ‘Mommy’ help you.” Lanie continued in a good-natured joking tone, relieving Janet of her towel and pulling the tight – but still fitting, if barely in the bust– child’s dress over her stepdaughter’s pigtailed head. She clapped excitedly.

“Oh you look so sweet, just about ready for a day at the park!” An idea seemed to strike her. “Hey, what say we have a little picnic inside so you can rest and relax but we can still treat ourselves?” Lanie’s low-cut patterned summer dress was rather more mature than Janet’s but they did both look suited to a day in the sun.

“Before I forget though, you’ll probably want some undies huh?” Lanie laughed at herself again and opened the guest room’s dresser. “Oh these are perfect! Coordination is key, honey,” The redhead lectured wryly as she knelt and held open a pair of matching blue cotton panties, seemingly expecting Janet to step into them. They were full-cut with white lace trim around the legs, waist, and even along the butt in 3 overlapping ruffles.

[FalloutZone]

Janet blushed softly at the thought of letting Lanie play dress up with her but she couldn't really see any harm in letting Lanie do just that, "O-okay." stammered Janet softly having never heard Lanie giggle like that before.  All of her memories of Lanie were nothing short of bad but that didn't mean Lanie was a bad person at all otherwise she wouldn't of had a crush on her.

The guest bedrooms had boxes of old clothes and lots of different things.  There was a lot that needed to be sorted through yet since the car accident neither her or her father had bothered to sort through anything but at least most of the guest bedrooms were tidy and neat despite the amount of boxes they had in them.  This bedroom had been her's when she was younger.  When she was about eight? Before she moved into a bigger bedroom at fourteen.  Her nursery had been back down the hall very near her parents room and even to this day still had her name plastered on the door despite the years and the amount the sticker had faded away.  

Janet glanced at the first frilly dress blushing a little more. She was more of a jeans and shirt type rather then dresses. 

A little bit of a tomboy but not at the same time she wasn't into sports or anything boyish but her clothing style tended to swing a certain way but that hadn't stopped her mom and dad from dressing her up at times.

Janet glanced at the baby blue sundress again admiring how soft it looked despite how childish it looked and while she didn't want to wear it she didn't want to shoot Lanie down at all.  They were attempting to bond and she had giving Lanie permission to dress her up also she didn't want to get on Lanie's bad side either.  It was nice being close to her crush but worrying.  This wasn't normal was it? Having her step-mom dress her? Then again Lanie was only just helping her...

Timidly Janet stepped forward a little only to blush brightly at Lanie's 'Mommy' comment, "k-kay Mommy." stammered Janet her brain flouncing for something to say to her step-mom right now but just as she said it she felt the child's dress being put over her causing her to go blind briefly.  Why did she have to say such a stupid thing? She hoped Lanie wouldn't tease her for her slip up.   She hadn't meant to call Lanie that.  

Janet looked at the dress in shock that it still fit her! It didn't go straight down below her knees like it had when she was a child but rather above her knees and while it didn't seem to be much of a issue Janet knew that if or when she bent or sat down that her kitty or bottom would more then likely be on full display. . It didn't feel uncomfortable at least.

Janet simply nodded at the matter of having a indoor picnic between them.  Maybe it would help them bond better?

Continuing to blush at everything that was happening Janet watched as Lanie knelt down in front of her with the cute undies that she hadn't worn for years. They matched perfectly with the dress but did it have to be so....childish? The ruffles on the back and the lace seemed so sweet and maybe it would of looked cute on her if she was eight again but she wasn't and she didn't know if the undies or the dress really worked or complimented her at all.   All she could do was trust Lanie's confidence and opinion on the matter.

Slowly and timidly Janet stepped into them having to use Lanie's shoulders for support to balance herself properly.  How did she look? Did she look silly? She wasn't sure how to feel at all about this and stood awkwardly in front of Lanie becoming very shy but she had always been rather shy to start with, "D-d-does it look okay?" asked Janet softly.  Would the panties be visible if she bent over? Probably but what was going to happen now? Would they just have this day and that be it? Janet timidly played with her hands feeling more like a doll or even a child waiting for their mother's approval.

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Lanie couldn’t suppress beaming a smile as Janet not only waited patiently while she held up dresses but actually – if hesitantly – called her ‘Mommy’ at the slightest prompting. “That’s a good girl,” Lanie replied in a voice so saccharine it had to be at least a little sarcastic, “Holding so still while Mommy dolls you up!” She secretly enjoyed how uncomfortable all this frilly clothing and attention was making Janet and ran her soft hands down to smooth the skirt over her stepdaughter’s slender hips.

Janet timidly asked how she looked and Lanie reassured her that she looked “simply darling” in the cotton-and-silk clothes she probably hadn’t worn since she was a preteen. “But I don’t want you to muss them up or stress yourself so why don’t you relax in front of the TV while I get our little picnic made in the kitchen?”

Lanie again took her timid stepdaughter’s hand and led her to their living room couch, which Janet typically shunned for her bedroom and computer chair. The lady of the house grabbed the TV remote, turned on a channel, and carried it with her into the kitchen as if by habit. When the commercial ended, to Janet’s surprise Lanie had not turned on a rom com or trashy reality show for her to veg out to, but Sesame Street!

Her stepmother must’ve just made a simple mistake from her preoccupation with making lunch. But Janet didn’t know how to work this TV without the remote, and moreover she took pause as she inadvertently watched the first segment: one on arithmetic that she felt certain she had mastered in grade school. She found the answers she confidently proclaimed in her head (or increasingly as she grew frustrated, out loud) were being proven wrong more often than not by the children’s programming. She knew she’d had trouble in college math but this was kids stuff!

[FalloutZone]

Janet felt just as she did in high school completely taken away by Lanie.  She never expected her high school crush and bully to smile at her like that at all! She could feel her own heart beat loudly in her chest yet she didn't know if she should bask in the attention or be careful? She knew Lanie was different and she knew Lanie wasn't going to trap her yet she couldn't ignore those thoughts and feelings.  The 'good girl' comment relaxed Janet but she couldn't hide the surprise at how sweet Lanie sounded to the point that it sounded fake and mean but maybe she just wasn't use to anyone talking to her like that? She certainly wasn't use to having this much attention and focus from someone espescially someone like Lanie.  

Mommy....

Janet's face flushed a little at that.

She hadn't meant to use that word and yet Lanie was using it? Lanie was calling herself Mommy? Janet felt very confused right now and continued to stay still in front of her step-mother. Feeling Lanie's hands on her slender hips did make Janet squeak a little however not used to being touched at all like the way Lanie was touching her.  Janet was very frazzled. 

She would of ran away to her home if Lanie hadn't taken her hand and led her to the living room.  Janet could only focus on Lanie's hand and how soft it felt.  

She had always wanted to hold Lanie's hand.

She had always wanted to be close to her.

Janet couldn't find her voice and simply sat on the large sofa nearly getting sucked in because of how big it was.  Her legs wide open showing off her frilly panties to anyone who dared come in to the living room but that was how she always sat.  She never wore dresses much and knew little about proper manner.

All Janet could do was stare at the TV in shock.  Why did Lanie put this on! Janet stumbled up out of her seat on the sofa and towards the TV in hopes that she might be able to change the channel but it was useless she didn't know how to work this TV without the remote.  Hearing the sums being said by the children Janet paused and looked confused.  

The sums were wrong? Or did she have it wrong? That couldn't be it.

She passed maths in high school with a B! She knew her sums! Anxiety filled her.   Whenever a teacher had asked her to stand up in class to do any math work she tended to get it wrong and laughed at in high school.  Janet felt timid and nervous.  Maybe she could ask Lanie? What if she laughed? But she had to know the truth...

Janet made her way to the kitchen slowly and once she made it she tugged gently on the back of Lanie's dress, "W-what's seven times eight?" asked Janet quietly her eyes shinning bright with tears and fear.  Had she been taught wrong? Had something happened? She vaguely remembered hearing her dad and a teacher talk about her grades but couldn't remember the conversation at all. 

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Lanie surreptitiously admired the view up Janet’s skirts of her bare legs and frilly-pantied crotch as she splayed herself out on the couch. How had she never noticed in school how cute the timid, nerdy girl was? Especially wearing outfits more suited to her size, her stepmother mused as she went to the kitchen to prepare their picnic.

A few minutes later a distraught-looking Janet trudged in and tugged adorably on the short hem of Lanie’s summer dress as she was chopping salad. The tall redhead cut short a little laugh, replying patiently and a little patronizingly, “It’s 56 sweetheart, why do you ask?” She asked innocently though she had a guess – Janet’s father had once confessed to his young wife that he’d done some questionable things to keep his beloved little girl from being held back in school. Until now she’d never fathomed the full extent of Janet’s academic deficiencies but suddenly her flunking out of college seemed much more explicable.

[FalloutZone]

Janet blushed slightly at the little laugh Lanie did becoming somewhat nervous even going as far as to look away from her but she didn't take her hand off Lanie's dress at all.  That wasn't the answer she was expecting at all and she couldn't help but look back up at Lanie with a confused look despite feeling nervous, "56?" squeaked Janet scratching her cheek with one finger as she tried her best to work out how?

Janet had a dash of light freckles across her nose that would become more vivid whenever she blushed.

"O-oh," stammered Janet letting go of Lanie's dress, "no reason!" she paused leaving the kitchen quickly only to stop by the door and look at Lanie with a conflicted expression but shook her head and returned to the living room climbing up on the sofa.  Was it really 56? She didn't know if Lanie was teasing her or not but the TV show even said that! Janet suddenly felt nervous and a little depressed as she laid down on her front on the sofa.

Being more of a tomboy she didn't even realized how much her dress had hiked up behind her showing off her panties and little bottom as she cuddled up against a pillow wondering why she had it wrong? It confused and frustrated her to the point that she had tears in her eyes.

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Lanie swooned inside at the way her stepdaughter's little hand clung to her dress and felt both a warm stirring in her heart and something more confusing in her nethers. Her stepdaughter's prominent freckles combined with her extra makeup and dress to make the little tomboy look even more a doll-like caricature of femininity, and something about it just looked so right she had to see more. She gazed longingly at the indecisively departing Janet as her skirt swished provocatively around the tops of her thighs and briefly exposed her lacy panty-ruffles from behind.

Her stepmother pondered this strange interaction and what it portended for Janet's ever-optimistic plans to go back to school in the fall as she finished packing their lunch into a wicker picnic basket. Lanie carried the basket and a red-and-white tablecloth into the living room and spread them out on the floor, though not without noticing her stepdaughter's ruffled bottom on even fuller display.

As much as she found herself reluctant to interfere, being a little aroused by Janet's tiny derriere poking up out of her dress, Lanie's maternal instincts kicked in and she laughingly chided her former classmate, "You're lucky you're cute, Janie, because you have all the modesty of a three-year-old sometimes." Sitting down next to her and smoothing the skirt down to cover her behind, Lanie finally noticed the tears in Janet's eyes, pulling her up into a hug and asking what the matter was.

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Janet didn't pay any attention or much attention as her stepmom re-entered the living room her mind was far to preoccupied with worry about what had just happened.  Was she wrong about other things? Other sums? She couldn't be could she? Otherwise someone would of said ages ago? Wouldn't they? She just felt so lost right now. Upon hearing Lanie's voice she turned her head a little and blushed some more at her comment about how she had the same level of modesty of a three year-old.

Janet had no idea what Lanie had been thinking or how her stepmom was feeling at all about her.  

Being pulled up into a hug Janet moved herself into Lanie's lap cuddling up against her stempmom by placing her head against her chest.  Normally Janet would of not done anything like this and would of even just froze up from the fact her crush was hugging her! Yet she was emotional and upset which meant she wanted to be clingy.   She always clung to people whenever she got upset or emotional.  It was one of the reasons high-school and school in general was so hard for her because she wasn't allowed to cling and lean on others like she normally could at home.

Her brother would always carry her on his hip despite the fact that she had been sixteen.  

Janet whimpered sniffling, "I-I don't understand," stammered Janet crying, "you said 56 and so did the show b-b-but I thought it was 52?" continued Janet, "I'm really confused." whispered Janet her hands clinging onto Lanie's dress tightly while her legs were wrapped around her waist.  She was clinging to Lanie just like a child.  Whenever she got into this mind-set it was hard for her to control herself properly because she just couldn't handle stress that well at all.   Deep within Janet's mind though was a certain lust and she wanted Lanie so badly but she wouldn't be able to think on that until much later on because of the state she was in right now.

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Lanie gratefully embraced her tearful stepdaughter, glad that she felt safe enough to come to “Mommy” for comfort in such a vulnerable moment. She held the small girl in her lap and gently bounced her like a crying child as the redhead listened to her sobs of explanation.

“Oh Princess, it just sounds like you’re out of practice from lazing about all summer. Mommy’s a teacher, she can help. Let’s try an easier one. What’s 5 times 7?” Lanie asked as she abruptly scooped Janet up in one toned arm and easily carried her on her hip from the couch to the picnic blanket she had laid out for them. She set the tiny blonde down and began disbursing various fruits and snacks from the picnic basket for their lunch.

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Janet cuddled and snuggled up to Lanie whimpering as she cried.   

Being held by Lanie made Janet feel more secure and the gentle bouncing soothed her to the point that she was starting to calm down.

Janet sniffled very lightly and rubbed her nose as she was scooped up by her red-headed crush.  

She hadn't been carried like this in ages and she missed it.   She missed it a lot. 

Janet thought hard and long on the question as she was placed down on the picnic blanket her legs sprawled out and her dress hiking up again showing off her colorful blue frilly panties again to Lanie.  After a couple of minutes Janet looked up at Lanie nervously, "45?" she squeaked timidly hoping that she was right and not wrong but she found it difficult to jump to one number to another.

Was it true? Was she out of practice? 

Lanie was a teacher? She didn't know that about her.....Mommy was a teacher.   

Lanie and her were both the same age but she always felt intimidated by her even now.  Maybe it was because she viewed Lanie as an adult even in high school and she always looked up at the red-head despite the bullying. Why did Lanie bully her anyway? She wasn't the only person to tease or bully her but because of her feelings she always felt the most hurt whenever Lanie did or say something mean to her.  Having a small cry had managed to clear Janet's head a little and she was left feeling confused.

She had been sitting on Lanie's lap....

Lanie had been carrying her....

Janet could feel herself becoming a little excited down there and knew instantly that was bad.  She couldn't let her feelings get carried away and she knew Lanie wouldn't be interested in her at all! Was Lanie only being nice to her because they had to live together? She knew that it was bad of her to think that way but it was hard to overcome her feelings and thoughts about her step-mom especially when she felt so vulnerable right now yet she couldn't help but stare at Lanie admiring how beautiful she looked.   

Janet's face turned red a little upon looking at her crush.

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Lanie could feel Janet cling tighter to her as she lifted the girl onto her hip, reassuring her that Janet wanted and needed such comforting gestures. The redhead tried not to stare as her stepdaughter again carelessly showed off her cute panties, but gave up on correcting little Janet since the effect was so innocent.

The young teacher stifled a laugh at Janet’s expense as the young woman guessed wrong again. “No sweetie, it’s 35. When multiplying by fives you take half the other number and multiply by ten, so that’s 3.5 times 10: 35.” Lanie wasn’t sure her new pupil followed her explanation as she just looked more perplexed.

Though they were the same age, Lanie had always had to resist the urge to be condescending to the shy, childlike Janet, and hoped she was managing it now. She did like the smaller girl, even if she was often unimpressed by her lack of worldliness and knowledge. And tendency to run to Daddy with all her problems, Lanie thought, only now realizing the full extent to which he had coddled Janet.

Lanie set out a spread of finger foods for the two of them on the blanket, only to look up and catch Janet blushing and staring at her stepmother. Lanie smiled placidly but then looked down in surprise to see a small wet patch had formed on her stepdaughter’s silky panties.

“Janet! What is that?” She exclaimed and pointed a finger uncomfortably close to Janet’s exposed damp crotch. She knew the answer could only be one of two things, but dismissed one as wishful (and inappropriate) thinking. After finding her stepdaughter crying with wet bedsheets this morning, Lanie was all-too-prepared to fear that Janet had been hiding daytime potty accidents from her too. “Did you have another accident?”

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Janet frowned at the fact that she had got it wrong again and did her best to follow Lanie even going as far as to lean forward and listen to the best of her abilities yet she couldn't help but get confused, "I don't get it?" replied Janet utterly confounded by the way Lanie had just explained it to her.   Janet knew that she should be able to get something so basic as her five times table yet she wasn't able to make any sense of it.

This was upsetting her a lot.

She wasn't dumb! She passed high school.....

Janet eyes shined with tears as she tried her best not to cry over getting a simple sum wrong.  The food looked good and she might of even reached for some if it weren't for what Lanie did and said.

Janet's heart raced at how close they were right now.

She knew that if she just moved forward Lanie's finger would be....

That would be wrong and naughty.

Janet breathed in heavily, "N-no!"

What was she going to do or say? She didn't know how to control her body or how her body worked at all! What was Lanie going to do? She didn't want Lanie checking her underwear at all, "I-I don't know what it is." lied Janet her cheeks turning a bright crimson red now.  She just wanted to get up and run away from Lanie.  She used to run away from her and others in school a lot whenever things got to much for her....

Janet whimpered and lowered her head, "I don't have day time accidents...."

It was another lie.

She had a few but only when something scared or stressed her out but Lanie didn't need about that at all and it wasn't any of Lanie's business anyway. Janet kept her dirty underwear on a pile on the floor in the corner of her bedroom.  She didn't feel comfortable doing her laundry much but she knew that with her bed-sheets that she couldn't sleep in filth and was forced to wash them but her underwear....

She could just buy new underwear and throw the dirty ones out.  She would only have an accident here and there nothing big.  

Janet being herself started to cry.  It was normal for her to do so and it had been normal in high school for her to cry at nearly anything that remotely upset her.  Keith had protected and coddled Janet her entire life out of the fear he had experience when she was just a baby but because of work he just couldn't allow people to know how far behind his daughter was because of his level of coddling whenever he was around yet Janet often  felt abandoned by Keith and by her mom because of how much they worked.   She would rarely see them and because of that she often wanted attention and to be coddled by someone yet she only really had her brother fully until he died in the car crash with her mom. 

 

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“Oh, don’t worry about it, dear…” Lanie tried to act like Janet’s perplexity at these simple problems was no big deal but couldn’t resist a tiny dig like the old days, “The big bad times table can’t hurt you.”

As she pointed accusingly at her sticky crotch, Lanie could see Janet tense and prepare to bolt like she often had from the lunch or locker rooms in school. Just as typically, the smaller girl began to cry and her former bully had to resist the urge to roll her eyes at her fragility. Lanie was determined to do better this time, to be kind to the cute little Janet instead of lashing out at her perceived immaturity.

Putting her arms around her stepdaughter, Lanie pulled her drooping head onto her soft bare shoulder and whispered, “It’s ok, it’s ok Princess… Mommy is here. You can cry if you need to.” She stroked her former classmate’s blond head and hugged her closer. “And you don’t have to lie, either…” Lanie pulled back and stared deeply into Janet’s eyes, then glanced meaningfully down at her still-exposed panties, daring her to deny the implication that she had daytime wettings. “What would I find if I did all your laundry, young lady?”

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Janet was surprised and a little taken back by Lanie's tiny dig at her. It reminded her of high school and when she would get teased for getting something wrong or worse when she got something wrong and the teacher had offered everyone that they could leave early if she got at least one in three questions right.

Suddenly she felt very hurt by that.  She had thought that Lanie wasn't going to be mean towards her anymore but maybe she was wrong? She wasn't quite sure what to think right now as she cried softly unable to control her emotions that well.

Janet was once again taken back by Lanie putting her arms around her. What was going on? Janet breathed heavily and hiccuped as her head was placed against Lanie's bare shoulder. Janet started to cry openly but that was normal for her.   

Listening to Lanie's words she felt a little uncomfortable by them.  She hadn't been called Princess in a long time and to hear it from someone who used to bully her was strange. Then there was the fact that Lanie had called herself 'Mommy' multiple times now then again she had called her Mommy earlier....but that had been due to her feeling nervous over the fact that she was so close to her crush and high school bully.

Janet frowned a little at Lanie's words.

She didn't have to lie.....

Janet looked Lanie in the eyes and followed her glance to her panties.

"It isn't pee." mumbled Janet softly and it was true on this occasion.

Janet's entire face turned a slight red, "Nothing! It's none of your business anyway," said Janet rubbing her eyes, "let me go," whined Janet unable to pull herself out of Lanie's grip easily "I want to go back to my bedroom." 

This was getting way to much for her.  She's never been this close to Lanie before! She's never had someone her own age treat her like this.  Janet didn't have any real friends at all because of the way she was and acted but Lanie's torment didn't help either in that regard. 

Janet glared a little at her step-mom.  It was the first time she had ever looked at Lanie in that particular way normally it was a timid or shy glance or her eyes would be focused on the ground in a submissive manner but not this time.  This time was different. 

This time she had a cold look in her eyes, "This entire situation is stupid we don't even know each other and I don't want to get to know you," stated Janet, "your not my mommy and I don't care that you and my father are married that means nothing to me," she continued, "you mean nothing to me."

It was harsh and a complete lie.

She had a crush on Lanie and being this close....hurt.

Knowing that her father married Lanie caused her pain.  

Knowing that she couldn't forget what happened during high-school hurt. 

The coldness in Janet's eyes disappeared as she looked down at the floor feeling conflicted about what to do or even say now. 

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At first Lanie’s heart melted for the crying waif before her, realizing that even her gentle jibe had struck a tender nerve and wanting to put Janet back at ease. But maybe her consoling words had been poorly-chosen.

When Janet insisted it wasn’t pee Lanie tutted, “What sort of naughty thoughts were occupying you while I was setting out our picnic? Why are your frilly little panties damp, then?” Her fiery eyes met Janet’s cold ones as the latter complained that she didn’t care about her new stepmother and wanted to go back to her room.

“Oh you can go to your room young lady, but only to think about how rude you’ve been to your new Stepmother. As much as you might want to forget, we’ve known each other a long time. And I know now better than ever how much you’ve always relied on your Daddy to protect you and coddle you.”

As Janet tried to pull away looking hurt, Lanie stood and grabbed her arm. “Not so fast. Your Daddy left his wife Lanie in charge. This is our roof you’re staying under and it’s time you acted accordingly.” Lanie sat abruptly on the couch and pulled her struggling stepdaughter over her lap, her baby blue skirts easily riding up to lay bare her ruffled bottom.

Her stepmother started fiercely spanking little Janet until her tears and red face returned with a vengeance, emphasizing “As long. As you. Are in. My house. You will. Listen. To. Mommy. Understood?” She held Janet firmly over her knees as she awaited a response, not expecting it to be the torrent of warmth that soon cascaded through her stepdaughter’s panties and down her slender legs.

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Janet didn't like lashing out much and always regretted it when she did because it wasn't really in her nature to talk back and argue but sometimes when she gets to emotional she just isn't able to help herself or control herself very well.

She already felt submissive towards Lanie. Her step-mother was bigger, stronger and smarter than her.  It was intimdating but she had always been intimidated by Lanie.

Janet's cheek turned a dark red at Lanie's tutting feeling much more like a small child rather than Lanie's equal but she had never been Lanie's equal.  They were opposites. 

Lanie looked, sounded and was a grown up while she wasn't.  She didn't know how to be a grown up at all.   She was a scardy cat that would jump at the slightest thing she wasn't bold and brave.

Janet's cold eyes melted away as their eyes met from the fiery look Lanie was now giving her.  She felt scared. Maybe it would of been better to have gone with pissing her frilly little panties instead? 

Naughty thoughts....

Janet's eyes glanced to Lanie's lips for a moment before reverting downwards at the carpet. She wanted to kiss Lanie but she couldn't at all because her Dad was married to her and....

She doubted Lanie would even want to kiss her. Did Lanie know about her crush? Would she be disgusted? Janet's heart hurt briefly at the thought and more so the emotional stress she was going through right now.

Janet scowled at that.  She wanted to forget everything and hated her high-school years with a passion she even hated middle school but she couldn't deny the fact that she had relied on her Daddy but she didn't have anyone else.  She had tried to join clubs but she was never accepted or welcomed in school.  No one liked her. The only thing she had while at high-school was her role as photographer for the school's newspaper which often meant going to as many games as she could but she never cared because it meant she got to see Lanie even if Lanie didn't see her.

Feeling Lanie's hand on her arm grabbing her caused Janet's heart to spike with nervousness and yet she liked feeling Lanie's hand on her skin.  She had always liked Lanie touching her even if it was on purpose or as an accident. 

Janet listened to Lanie's words, "Accordingly?" she asked softly wondering what Lanie meant by that? She knew she didn't have any other place to go and Lanie could throw her out easily enough.

Her Daddy rarely got in touch and never took phone calls or responded to text messages anymore so she knew that she couldn't rely on him right now and she didn't like causing drama at all.  It was why she kept so quiet about the bullying in high-school and she knew that if she had told him she doubted he and Lanie would of ever gotten together in the first place. 

Janet in shock at first quickly tried to pull back from Lanie as she realized what was about to happen! She didn't want a spanking.  Janet whimpered loudly knowing that she wasn't strong enough to fight against Lanie and quickly found herself over her Stepmother's lap.

It didn't take long for Janet to start crying and for her bottom to start turning red.  Tears fell fast and soon her face turned just as red as her bottom from the embarrassment that she felt, "Y-yes Mommy." sobbed Janet heavily not realizing that her bladder had chosen to release itself all over Lanie's lap.  Pee soaking though her blue frilly panties and her cute dress as it traveled down Lanie's legs finally making a small puddle underneath them both onto the soft carpet floor.

Janet could feel the warmth of her piss and didn't know what to say or do.  She knew that she shouldn't have accidents at her age but she hadn't known that she needed to go and the spanking had caused enough of a shock for her to release herself.  This brought a new set of feelings to Janet and a worry over how Lanie was going to react to her and this? Would she be disgusted? Laugh? More tears fell as she sobbed louder feeling humiliated and down-trodden by her accident.

Janet rubbed her eyes with balled up fists looking much more like a child than an adult as she hiccuped here and there from the amount of crying she was currently doing. 

Keith had coddled Janet a lot and didn't care that much that he had because to him she was his little girl and would always be his little girl no matter what but despite this he wasn't afraid of punishing her at all and while this had been a proper spanking it wasn't the first time she had been put over someone's knee.

Instinctively Janet started to suck her thumb after a minute of crying. She had always sucked her thumb after a spanking and sometimes did it in her sleep to the point Keith had put a pacifier in her room and had a few scattered around the house just incase so he could get her to stop using her thumb so much even if he did find it enduring.