Vanilla the rabbit had finished explaining to her daughter, Cream, that their breasts possessed the ability to expand like balloons.
"Can you show me?" Cream blurted out, and Vanilla obliged, unspooling the shower head from the wall. Her humongous breasts wobbled from side to side, each one the size of a beachball, still massive on her Amazonian frame.
"Here, dear. Work this into one of my nipples and turn the water on. It's that easy," Vanilla instructed. Cream took the hose and pressed the end of the wand against her mother's large nipple. It was the size of her fist, but so was the wand's head. She easily worked her fingers in with one hand, pulling the rubbery flesh open and wedged the shower nozzle into her mother's meaty teat.
Vanilla moaned gently as her huge jugs wobbled, thrilled by the steady penetration. She patted the top of Cream's head and panted, "That's good dear. Right below the areola should be enough for now."
Vanilla's large nipple swallowed the round tip of the nozzle. Its mass stretched her teat around it like a rubber sleeve. Cream was so wide-eyed that she must have spaced out at the unreal sight.
"Now turn the water on, hon," Vanilla reminded, petting Cream's lop bunny ears. Cream yelped gently and leaned over the tub, twisting the water on. The faucet gushed into the tub's basin. Cream let it wash over her hand.
"Just letting it warm up a bit, Mom," Cream squeaked, feeling her anxious heart drum through her throat. When it was ready, her hand trembled over the plug. She pulled it up, diverted the flow into the shower hose, and felt it jerk across her lap.
Vanilla grunted. Her breast shook, and the sound of water rumbling inside of her mother's breast filled the small bathroom. Already massive, it jiggled ever larger at a visible pace.
Vanilla sighed... The moment became more intimate as the tub drained and dried. The din of more and more water swirling around inside her ballooning bosom captured Cream's attention.
Cream gulped, raising her hands up to the huge breast, lifting it up and letting it fall and wobble freely as it ballooned from 20 inches in girth to 24 inches in diameter. Not a single drop spurt around the hose. It was terrifyingly exciting.
"It really feels good. Give me all you like, Dear," Vanilla winced, trying to keep from moaning too deeply. Cream kept touching and feeling her mother's enlarging breast, often touching the other to compare their texture.
Oddly, even as the one breast steadily swelled to 28 inches in girth, it became softer in spite of its perky projection. It really did look like a balloon, capped with a puffy areola and meaty nipple, hanging out with uncanny lack of gravity.
Cream leaned against her mother, pressing the side of her head against the gigantic flesh balloon, listening to the rushing fluid boiling around inside of her body. She wrapped her lithe arms around it, squishing it down, bulging it up Vanilla's body. It bounced up, pressing itself against her mother's chin.
Vanilla hugged Cream tightly, crushing her into her huge breast as it continued to spread between their bodies, pushing them slowly apart, spreading down her belly. Vanilla blushed, feeling the outline of most of her daughter's body sinking into her pillowy chest.
"Mmn! Okay, th..that's enough I think," Cream's voice shivered out. Vanilla released her grip, and her breast bounced out into its perky form again, projecting out with a round girth of 32 inches or so. It was hard to tell precisely, as it was wobbling as it grew.
Cream turned the flow off, but as she twisted around, her mother's titanic breast loomed over her, casting her in shadow beneath it. It radiated heat, warmed by the bathwater's temperature.
"Don't forget to even me out, Honey, okay?" Vanilla said as sweetly as possible, but the weakness in her voice, the shaky insecurity in the tone. Cream could tell she was aroused by it. Cream was thrilled, too, and already dreaming of her turn. Cream's mind ran wild...
Cream turned around, and her mom was already bowing down slightly, presenting herself conveniently. Cream pulled on the hose. The large, round tip bulged out her mom's nipple. Her teat stretched, and seemed a bit puffier than before. Perhaps it soaked up a portion of the many gallons that sloshed around in the belly of her mother's breast.
It popped out easily enough, spraying a brief mist of watered down milk. Cream gasped, but shook the surprise off and worked the hose into her mother's other nipple. It was slimy and wedged into Vanilla's body with ease.
Vanilla arched her back slightly, sighing again,"Just like that... You're a natural, Sweetie."
Cream blushed, turning on the faucet again. The awkwardness didn't wash away with the steady noise.
"Are you ready?" Cream asked politely, rubbing around her mother's smaller breast, steadying her.
"Give me all you want, Creamie," Vanilla said, and Cream activated the pressure again, but twisted the knobs slowly higher and higher as her mother's chest became crowded. Vanilla loved it, sitting on her knees, and began to masturbate, grinding her fingers into her meaty pussy.
Cream blushed intensely, starting at her horny mother as her breast wobbled and shook under the much greater pressure. She didn't realize that the flow peaked completely. The muffled roar. The rapid flow. In no time, her mother's breast was equal in size.
Vanilla was still pounding her clit, grinding her knuckles into her puffy vag. Her breast continued to inflate beyond equality. Steam rose from her breasts, casting wispy fog throughout the bathroom. Her tits wobbled wildly, the ballooning one lurching out to a girth of 38 inches in diameter.
Cream marveled at the sight of her mother as she ballooned into a goddess. Her whole body was slick with sweat, and the pool of sexual fluid grew beneath her as well. Cream was absentmindedly masturbating, but snapped out of it and slowed the flow...
She didn't stop it...
Cream walked to her mother's side. Even when Vanilla was kneeling deeply, Cream was just barely taller than her while standing. Cream laid her body out across Vanilla's gigantic, uneven bosom, rubbing it. It was still soft. She leaned further, resting her entire bodyweight into the lopsided water balloon, feeling it jiggle and spread. It supported her.
Cream shivered, "Th..this is incredible."
"I..I know, Sweetheart," Vanilla said, whispering, "H...How about you .. Y'know."
Cream squeaked and pushed away from Vanilla, giggling nervously, "Oh, of course. S-sorry, Mom."
Cream swapped the hose, pulling it out of the rubbery teat. It stretched after it before popping free. Her mother's nipple slung down like a fat bulb, the size of a cantaloupe. Its pucker seemed even more pronounced, drooling a slimy, milky fluid that was somewhat gooey.
She slid the hose into the smaller breast, carelessly spraying the floor with water during the transfer and twisted the knobs open again.
This time, she thought, she would lean back and make certain that her mother was even. Vanilla must have had a similar idea. Her mother leaned back further, posing theatrically, moaning aloud,
"I just love feeling them stretch larger and larger, hanging off my body. Sometimes I wonder how big I can really get. I've always been afraid to try.. It feels so good, Creamie."
The size of her mother's pussy was intimidating. Was it always that big? Did it swell up with water, too? Or was it something that happened when she was horny. Would it happen to her?
Cream's entire body felt like it was blushing in anticipation. Her breasts had only just recently developed. She was pretty busty, but compared to her giantess of a mom, she was modest.
Vanilla's breasts towered over her, wobbling out like a pair of air filled balloons in shape, but every time she rocked her fist into her bulging pussy, her heavy breasts flopped up and down, slapping the floor with such force that it made the ground shake beneath her.
Cream stopped the flow, and walked back over to her mother, removing the hose from her body even while she was busy getting off. She didn't know exactly what to do.
Cream mounted her mother, sitting on her belly and hugged her mother's gargantuan breasts. That caught Vanilla's attention finally. Vanilla sat up and embraced Cream.
"Love you, Creamie.." She said, feeling the heat throbbing from her daughter's groin.
"Mmnn.. Love you, Mom," she replied, molesting her titanic tits.
"We'd better get that shower now, huh," Vanilla giggled, and stood up effortlessly. She strode into the shower and in no time, she was lathering her body up and having Cream help spread fruity, fragrant soap across her breast-pumped chest.
Vanilla's rack often caught the entire spray of water, leaving Cream beneath her huge breasts to wash herself with the waterfall between her cleavage. All the while, Vanilla's monstrous pussy wobbled right in front of Cream's face. It was gooey and oozing...
Cream blushed heavily as she helped wash her mother, barely able to grip her hands around the collossal mons that packed the space between her thighs. The whole mass of it seemed to bulge up her lower abdomen and between her legs. The actual labia looked more like inflated innertubes, and as she "washed" between them, the fat bulb of a clitoris throbbed into full erection, protruding and pulling the sexlips out along with it.
Cream dragged the loofah across her mother's pussy, having to wedge her hand and the scrub into the places where it compressed into her inner thighs. Vanilla tried to be accommodating by raising her massive thigh up, but it just increased her pleasure while Cream massaged her monster-puss.
Vanilla panted heavily, getting dizzy with pleasure but never quite climaxing. Cream had moved on, washing her gigantic breasts where she couldn't easily reach herself. She knelt down, letting Cream wedge her soapy body between her gigantic tits. They packed the tub's width beyond the brim, but were just soft enough for Cream to slide her lubricated body between.
"I think you did a great job lathering me up, dear. Why don't you rinse off, and then I'll finish up, too." Vanilla said. Cream nodded, and washed up. She was the first out, but spied on her mother as she twisted and turned. Cream didn't dry off, but wrapped the towel around her body and started fingering herself.
She half-closed her eyes, imagining her body being just as sexy, having someone worship her and pump her up, too. Through blurred vision, her mother swayed and wobbled gracefully. Her huge tits, pancaked out across the back wall of the shower as she let the water spill down her back, down her ears and glossy, lush hair.
Cream squirmed, feeling her body explode into bliss. She sighed and started drying off, feeling the prickly, wet heat persist, drying herself entirely.
"Mmmn. I think I need a little help, Creamie dear," Vanilla asked. Cream looked up, reminded by the pair of breasts that concealed her mother's face from view entirely. They concealed the edges of her vision. Huge, round jugs dappled with beads of water, dripping rapidly.
Vanilla said, "Here, dear. Spread some towels out on the ground. Mmhmm. Just like that." Vanilla wrapped a massive towel around her waist, and knelt down. Cream started laying a towel out across Vanilla's huge bosom. The coverage was delightfully pathetic.
"I..I'm gonna need more towels," Cream said, pulling an entire stack from the storage closet. Vanilla had laid down casually, letting her huge jugs roll to the sides of her torso. Cream crawled on Vanilla's belly again, rubbing the towels across her inconveniently huge breasts.
Cream clambered atop one of Vanilla's breasts as she pressed them together somewhat... Cream sighed, laying still across Vanilla's soft boob for a moment. They mutually loved the absurdity of her size.
Cream was about to finish her chore before her eye was caught by her mom's erect teats. She crawled up and wrapped her thighs around it. She sat on all fours and pressed her hand against it, rubbing it against her pussy. She slowly rocked her hips, grinding against it now. Vanilla could feel her daughter's puffy pussy enlarge from the intense, sincere arousal.
Cream panted heavily, "S..sorry..I.. I couldn't.. I.. I needed it..Mmn" Cream stopped and slid off slowly, leaving a slimy trail across Vanilla's huge bosom. Vanilla reached out and hugged Cream against her breasts, cupping her daughter's pussy from behind.
"It's alright. Whenever you're ready, Dear," Vanilla encouraged, slowly rubbing her finger between her meaty lips.
"So, what do you wanna do now?"
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