"Alfredo, huh?" Anna contemplated, "Well, I was gonna make seafood, but I guess we can compromise. Shrimp alfredo, next week!"
Looks like I'll be hitting the grocery store again when I get home...
"Tch, my back's starting to hurt," she groaned, while using her hands to hold her breasts, "I'm not fitting the same bra anymore, and it's kinda frustrating. Brown-baby uncle Kai, you think you can phaze me up something in the right size?"