"Well, as much as I want to help you, Bella, the spider is lodged in between a sensitive place that I can't really put my hands on without it being considered inappropriate and a bit embarrassing for you..." I awkwardly said as I looked at her budding chest, which would one day be at least half as big as her mother's, which made both Bella and Camila's faces flush when they understood what I needed to do.
"So that's why I suggest that I quietly leave the house so that I can give you guys some privacy and let your mother help you out with this spider issue."
"I think that's what would be the best solution to this debacle we have here." I said while turning around, like I was about to run off and escape this messy situation.
"No!! Don't go and leave me alone with this spider!!"
"You can't leave, Kafka!! You can't leave, no matter what!!"
Both mother and daughter shouted when they saw me trying to run off, and Camila even grabbed me by the hand and held me down so that I couldn't escape.
Camila then went behind me once again, clinging onto me even closer this time, and said frantically, as if she wouldn't change her mind no matter what I said,
"There's no way what you said can work, Kafka, as I'm pretty sure that I would faint and go into a short-term coma if I ever touched a spider because of my deep fear of them, to the extent that they even come in my nightmares!"
"And there's a lot of things that I might do for my daughter, and I'll even give my life if it's necessary since she's my beloved little baby...But if you ask me to remove a spider from her body, then that's too much even for me and is all her fate!" Camila quickly cut off all her connections with her daughter and refused to even look at her, as if she were ashamed of herself as a mother for backing down, and went back to hiding behind my back, which was quite comical to see.
"Mommy!~" Bella cried out with new-found love for her mother that was never there before so that she would help her out, but Camila simply gave her a single glance, sighed, and shook her head like she was a lost cause to Bella's disbelief at her mother's betrayal.
Seeing that there was no way her mother was going to save her, Bella could only look at me as her last hope and stare at me with eyes that were tearing up in fear and pity.
"Please, Kafka!~ You have to save me or else I don't know what to do!~" Bella cried out and looked like she was even willing to get on her knees if she had to.
"You can do whatever you need to do to help me get rid of this damned spider, even if it means you have to strip me off my clothes and see me in the nude, so please help me out as I think I can feel the spider moving around my body and want this nightmare to be over as fast as it can."
"Are you sure about that?...Won't it be embarrassing for you if a boy who's still in school sees certain parts of you that don't usually see the light of the day?" I asked as I eyed up her slender figure, which made her look away in shame.
Camila shouted out from behind me in the strictest voice I've ever heard from her, while pointing at her daughter's chest in a motherly manner. But it was in no way threating whatsoever since she was doing this while still standing behind me, and she even had to tip toe so that she could get a look at her daughter to scold.
"Is this what you've been wearing every day while you're in university?!...Is this what you asked for money for when you said you wanted to buy some casual clothes last month?!"
"Of course not, mom! I used the money you gave to buy some normal cotton underwear, since the ones I was using were starting to wear out!" Bella cried out and protested her case, and she blushed when she saw me looking at her waist, like I was wondering if she was wearing that newly bought underwear.
"W-What I'm wearing right now is simply something my friend gave me and told me to try on, which was one of the gifts she got from her boyfriend!"
"I never wanted to try it at all because of how much it exposed, and I didn't even wear it after my friend begged me to do so, since she wanted to see how it looked down on me...But because I was in a hurry to get home as quickly as possible so that I could leave uni and because all my clothes were in the laundry at that time and I had no new clothes, I had no choice but to put this on and rush over here!"
Bella said, which seemed to be the truth, and it looked like she really had to wear this bra because she had no other choice but to do so. But this also prompted me to wonder why she was in a hurry when she could've taken her time to come home and to wonder if there was any other hidden reason she suddenly came back home unannounced.
"Really?" Camila asked with her brows raised.
"Really! I'm not lying!" Bella exclaimed. "Just who in the world would wear such an uncomfortable and dirty-looking bra that's not even covering the most important places on a normal Sunday morning?!"
"Camila, it seems like Bella really isn't lying and is telling the truth." I said, which made Bella look at me with gratitude and made Camila stare at me for not siding with her. "...But at the same time, I don't think that Bella should have this bra any longer, as she might be tempted to wear it again if it's in her possession, so I'll take it off and give it to you to keep."
And before Camila could even react to my words, my hands swiftly went into her blouse, which made Bella let out a yelp, and they then went around her back to unlatch her bra.
Click~
Her bra, which was netted and see-through, fell off her chest and dropped down below. But they didn't fall down onto the floor and actually slid down her chest and onto her perky nipples, where they hung like they were left to dry.
I took them off her, which completely revealed her breasts with milky white skin that curved to form her buxom breasts that looked just like her mother's but were on the smaller side and didn't look as soft but looked more firm, especially with the way they weren't hanging down like Camila's breasts did and were pointing straight at me like missiles.
And it looked like even though Bella was a horrible daughter who took her loving mother for granted, she was actually quite innocent and was easily pressured, seeing how she reacted to wearing lingerie like it was the last piece of fabric she would prefer to wear and how she was trembling with flushed cheeks, seeing that I could get a bird's eye view of her private place, which was rather surprising as I had totally thought that she was quite the promiscuous and spoiled girl with the way she acted with her mother...