A babysitters surprise

I hope this story title isn't already taken. Anyways, this is a one shot and won't be continued, I wanted to try a condensed story instead of my usual ramblings. It might be a while till I continue the "Genetically gifted" story and i have another one shot in mind. Let me know what you think and most of all Enjoy.

Tags: Multicock, size, minor inflation, (i believe that's everything)

A story by Booobp

As a 22 year old female college student with growing expenses and no job opportunities yet, I decided I should start simple work again to get some income. I started looking for some babysitting work, luckily I managed to find a pretty amazing job relatively quickly.

According to the parent’s I spoke to, they were going away for the weekend and needed someone to company their 18yo daughter. I found it a bit peculiar, but I wasn’t going to question the good pay, and how simple it was going to be. I wouldn’t have to deal with diapers, crying, vomit, noise, and it would allow me to just relax a bit from this hectic college life and I might have some stuff in common with whom I was watching.

Today was the day, I drove up to the house, nothing to fancy just your average suburb home. I walk up to the door, and as I was about to ring the bell the door opened and I was greeted by the father.

“Hi. You must be Samantha. This is my wife, and that’s my daughter Amanda whom you’ll be with this weekend. I left the any emergency numbers on the fridge if need be, there’s some money on the desk in the office there if you girls get hungry. I don’t think I’m forgetting anything. If I did I’ll give you a call. Alright, everything seems set. Amanda be nice, we’ll see you in a few days. Have fun girls.”

I just nodded, as he rushed over telling me everything, not that I really needed to know; she’s an 18yo it’s not likely we can’t take care of ourselves. Once he finished they gave their daughter a hug and left.

I looked over at Amanda, she looked like you average 18 year old brunette in a black hoodie and skinny jeans, except she was a bit on the chubbier but only in the chest and belly area. Hell, if I was a lesbian I wouldn’t mind having a go at her, since she was pretty cute.

“Hi. Want to get something to eat?” I said.

She just stared at me like a deer in headlights.

She broke out of her trance, “No. I’m fine” she said as she bolted to her room.

‘Was it something I said?’ maybe she just wasn’t very social.

I take off my jacket and shoes and go upstairs to freshen up a bit, as I leave the washroom I hear some sobbing coming from her room. I decided to head over and find out what is wrong.

I knock on the door, “Is everything okay? I’m sorry if it was something I said?”

She sobs a bit between her words, “No … it’s me … you’re not the first babysitter I’ve had … everyone else … thought I’m a freak. And they all … called my pa