49 Garden

Mom forces Franklin to take money for the lumber before leaving. I stand over the pile of lumber and sigh. "I thought we'd get it done today. We didn't even get a chance to get any dirt."

Brigit laughs. "There's dirt all around us. But will we be able to get it set up before our guinea pig arrives?"

"You've never dug up dirt before, have you? It's a lot of work," I say with a frown.

Mom walks over and adds, "potting dirt bought from the store is full of beneficial minerals. There's no telling what's in the ground."

I slump as we walk into the house. We have a small dinner and go to sleep. Saturday 1630 dungeon points.

I wake up and get the slimes to carry the wood to the dungeon. It takes all five of them to move the longer pieces. Mom goes to buy some good dirt as Brigit chooses my clothes for the day.

"Don't worry about the panties. I'm going to do the birth thing for the mushroom," I tell Brigit.

She looks over at me questioningly. "How are you going to birth a mushroom?"

I shrug, sending my naked boobs bouncing, "I have no idea. It's an ability that makes the summons better if I give birth to them."

"That's interesting. Does it hurt?" Brigit asks as she takes out a skirt that reaches my knees.

"Not with my sensitivity up. I also can't be hurt by womb expansion," I say as Brigit places the skirt over my bare bottom.

Brigit pulls out a strip of silk cloth. Brigit waves her hand, and it floats towards me. I knew she had this ability, but it's the first time seeing it like this. The silk snakes around my boobs and forms a net around them. They then tie up around my back, giving them support. There is a hexagon around my areola, leaving my nipples exposed.

"It looks great!" Brigit exclaims as she examines her work.

"It looks and feels interesting… and good, but I'm a bit exposed here," I say, looking down at my constantly hard nipples. With my sensitivity at 60%, everything is always erect and hard.

"Yeah, I think it looks best that way," Brigit says, flicking my nipples.

I jerk with a minor orgasm and remind Brigit, "mom will see."

"So what she saw us all over each other and didn't say anything about it."

"Alright, you win."

I head to supervise the slimes while Brigit changes. Well, that was my plan, but there isn't anything to do. I wait outside until Brigit catches up. She must have been inspired by the other day because she's in overalls without a top. The top of the overalls covers her boobs, but they make a tent on the side. I look down and see frilly panties.

"We didn't have pair to large enough to fit my boobs, so I had to modify it. I think it turned out pretty good, though!" Brigit says while showing me every angle.

"It's hot," I say as we watch the slimes.

After a while, Brigit asks, "is Angelique coming?"

I shake my head. "No, she was interested, but she has to stream. There's an event or something."

"I thought she was afraid of a tickle attack," Brigit says while stretching her back. Gravity pulls her boobs, and they flop out of their protection.

I flick her in revenge, but she doesn't have 60% sensitivity, so she only giggles. Around ten, mom finally returns. The slimes are still working on the lumber, and it's looking like this might be a multi-day job. I told that woman to come today too, how humiliating.

The car is sitting heavily on the back axle. Mom opens the back, and it's filled with dirt. "This is all I could fit. We'll need to get more," mom says.

Another delay, I sigh. "Well, if we can fill one, that'll be good."

Mom looks at Brigit and says, "go get the wheelbarrow." Brigit jogs and brings it back. Mom fills it, and Brigit tries to move it. She strains, but it barely lifts.

"You need to work out more," I say while holding my chin. "Maybe I'll create a training menu for you and Angelique."

"Don't put us together. It's heavy," Brigit retorts.

"Even if you say that," I respond with pursed lips. Mom lifts the handles easily, and we begin a slow walk to the dungeon.

It's well past the afternoon by the time everything has been moved over. I look over at mom, and she doesn't even have a drop of sweat. She's still wearing her hot-looking business suit! I was hoping she'd be frazzled, but my hopes are dashed. Maybe I could have said it's hot, mom. It's only us. Take off some clothes.

"Honey, we're setting up the gardens. Come make sure they're where you want them," mom calls out to me while carrying one side of lumber.

I stand up and walk down. Mom pounds the dovetails into shape with a hammer. It only takes an hour to put together the four boxes. We fill the one on the right side of the stairs up. There is a bit left that goes into the other ones.

I sigh in exhaustion even though I didn't do any work. Brigit is sweating like a pig while mom looks like she's been in an air conditioned room all day. I should see if there is a power to regulate my body heat or something. As I think, the peasant woman slinks in.

"Hello," I say.

"Hello," she replies meekly, holding her rags that she uses as a dress tightly.

Brigit nudges mom and says, "We aren't ready. She was supposed to be the test subject."

Mom steps forwards and starts talking to the woman in an authoritative tone. I catch a few words, but they speak so fluently that it's hard to comprehend them. It's just a vague feeling of, oh, there was a word I know. But not being able to pick out what the word was.

Mom looks over at me and says, "Mallory is very grateful to you. Her husband is in bad health, and she can't even get enough food. She asked me why you kept molesting her, and I explained you get power from sex. I also explained why you asked her here. How long will it be until you are ready?"

"I didn't think it through. I don't even know if the mushroom will be usable right away," I explain while kicking the ground.