Devin was stunned. Did his girlfriend say what he thought she said? “Bigger?”
“Yep, it happens. Especially with the amount of hormones they packed into one little pill.” Mariah snuggled into Devin’s arm tighter, nestling her breasts into him. They were so warm they made him sweat, but he didn’t mind.
“Are you… ok with that?” Devin knew Mariah had dreamed of getting a reduction as soon as possible, but due to some recent growth spurts, that plan has been on pause.
“It is what it is. It’s not like I’m unfamiliar with the feeling of being uncomfortable in my bras. If it means I get to be with my man the way I want to, I can deal with it.” Devin felt guilty at these words.
“You don’t need to do this for me,” his gaze grew cold and distant.
“That’s not what I mean, D. If I may be crass… I want you to cum inside me and I want it to be safe.” Mariah reached up and grabbed Devin’s cheeks, turning his head to face her. “It feels fucking good and I like when I make my hot boyfriend cum.” Devin couldn’t help but smile, even though his cheeks were squeezed together. “So you’re going to have to deal with being smothered by my monster boobs. Deal?”
“Best deal of my life,” Devin mumbled out, lips still pursed between her fingers. Mariah gave him her winning smile and leaned up to kiss his pursed lips.
“I know, how will you suffer through it?” She asked sarcastically. Devin traced his fingers across her breasts, imitating figure skaters dancing across the surface of her tit. “Be careful, sir. It’s quite sensitive.” Devin rested his hand and Mariah enjoyed the heat and comfort of his touch. “I know you’ll eventually get sick of these things.”
Devin squinted in disbelief. “Excuse me?”
“I know you’re a boob man and all, but these are more than a handful.” She lifted his hand and let it fall back down with a slap. “I just know everyone is overwhelmed by them so you don’t have to try so hard to like them. I know… they’re a lot.”
“M… I don’t know how many times I have to say this, but I love every inch of your body. There’s nothing you can say or do that will change my mind. I love your teats.” Devin leaned down and gave them a love bite, which made her giggle.
“Be careful, they’ll pop!” She gave him a light punch to the chest, which he acted like it was a hit from an RPG, throwing himself into the headboard of the bed. “Okay, okay, I hear you. I’ll stop hating on the girls.” She gave him a light kiss on his stomach and leaned up, her tits still resting on her lover. “By the way, lovely touch with the rose petals and the candles. Don’t think I didn’t notice that in the shuffle. They’re lovely and I appreciate my handsome boyfriend for being so sweet.”
“Oh, well, I do my best.” They shared a tender kiss before Mariah pulled away.
“Ok, time to get serious. I’m going to shower, get unpacked, and then I need a glass of wine.” She stood up, finally, and Devin would never get tired of seeing just how much of her tall body was obscured by her immense mammaries. “And I gotta check out that dock down by the water. Might even take a dip,” Mariah gave a smirk before sneaking off to the bathroom. Devin lay back, basking in the afterglow before he heard the sound of a door cracking and something hitting his head. He opened his eyes and ripped a towel away from his head. He turned to look and saw his lovely partner giving him a shocked look from the bathroom.
“I say that I’m going to take a shower and you don’t jump at the chance to wash these puppies off? You made them all sweaty, it’s your duty to clean them.”
“I thought the lady wanted her privacy.”
“Well, yes. Sometimes, but we’re on vacation and I want my lovely boyfriend to suds up the girls, please and thank you!” With that, Devin was up in a flash and headed for the bathroom. The designers didn’t miss a step when designing this washroom. A private room for the toilet, two sinks with vanity mirrors, a massage bathtub, and a glass shower that could easily hold four people. Luckily, that meant there was just enough room for one Devin and one super busty Mariah.
Devin hopped into the shower to get it warmed up while Mariah put her hair in a high bun. The next move was always Devin’s favorite - watching his girlfriend maneuver tight spaces. First, she used both hands to shift one breast inside the shower and straddled her feet on either side of the entrance to the shower. With careful spinning, she simply slid her other breast inside, and voila, she was in.
A little too excited, she turned and knocked down a shower caddy, sending shampoo bottles flying. Mariah responded by putting a hand to her mouth as if she was surprised she was capable of such destruction.
Devin and Mariah had made sure to spare no expense when it came to this rental, especially so with the shower. It came equipped with shower heads from every wall, the ceiling, even the floor shot water up into the air. For now, Devin configured it to keep Mariah’s hair dry and he went to work on sudsing up her tits. A healthy dollop of body wash in his hands, he went to work massaging one tit, maybe too thoroughly. Gentle moans escaped Mariah’s lips as she leaned against the wall, giving Devin the most room to move around. Finishing off with a kiss on her nipple, he made his way to her other tit. Beneath the vast mass of breast flesh, her fingers gentling fiddled with her clit as the sensations grew stronger and stronger.
Her mouth fell open to breathe in more air as her orgasm grew. “Ma’am, I’m just trying to do my job here,” Devin joked as his hands found their way to her nipples, paying extra attention to them.
“Ooo you bad boy,” she whispered as her body tensed. She let out the tiniest moan as her orgasm subsided. “Look, I’m all for sexy fun time this weekend, but I still want to have some other fun. So don’t go around bopping my boobs or you’ll be in big trouble, mister.”
Devin couldn’t take her threats seriously, but he nodded in agreement. He detached a shower head from the wall and hosed her breasts off and started to clean himself. With his back turned Mariah wrapped her tits around his back and slid them up and down. “While I did mean what I said, I still get to tease you. Sorry, I don’t make the rules, I just enforce them.”
“That’s not fair,” Devin protested with shampoo covering his eyes.
“Again, sweetie, I don’t make the rules. Now, hurry up! We gotta get to getting.” They both finished off their bathing and drying themselves off. It was always quite the sight to see her toweling off each boob. Almost like watching someone polish a bowling ball, but triple the size.
Devin exited to the bedroom to pop on a pair of board shorts and a tank top - perfect lake weather. He snuck down to the kitchen and poured them both some vacation wine before sneaking back upstairs. He set her glass near the dresser by the bathroom door while he gazed out onto the lake.
It was perfect. He could imagine living an idyllic life here, away from the hustle of the city. Why couldn’t he chop wood and forage for his own food?
For starters, he didn’t know how to do either of those things, but the fantasy still brought him comfort. As did the twin pillows that just wrapped around his back.
He tilted his head back to peck Mariah on her cheek. His eyes glanced down and saw what looked to be reinforced spaghetti straps. “What was she wearing?” He thought, and turned around to reveal Mariah’s newest purchase.
“Do you like?” Mariah was sporting a bikini that defied the laws of physics. It was striped, with horizontal blue and white interchanging. It matched her bikini bottoms but the sheer amount of fabric to make this would have been enough to make two body suits for Devin to wear.
“Wow…”
“I thought you might say that. Ruth had to get a bit creative with her materials but I gotta hand it to her,” Mariah gaze her shoulders a shimmy, sending rippled down her flesh and making her breasts make a glorious clapping sound. “When she sets her mind to a project, she can pull off anything.”
Devin eyes the giant cups holding her breasts and hoisting them to a perky position. He could tell that the framing must be some sort of tougher plastic bands or even metal, but they looked comfortable enough.
“How does it feel? When was the last time you were able to wear something like this?”
“Hmmm… probably when I was a J cup. Around 3 months into my growth spurt. I didn’t feel comfortable asking Ruth to make something like this for me, especially with all of my ex’s comments, but for you… I decided to take the leap. To answer your first question, it’s actually not half bad. It’s got plenty of support, just don’t get me near a magnet or a metal detector because there’s enough braided steel in these girls to support the Golden Gate Bridge.”
Devin couldn’t help but smile and lean forward to steal a kiss. Her lips were always so soft. He wished he could hold a kiss with her forever, but alas, he separated and offered her the extra glass of wine. “A toast…”
“To a perfect weekend,” she added.
“To the perfect girlfriend,” Devin winked.
“To the perfect boyfriend,” Mariah clinked her glass onto D’s and they both savored the best made wine $15 could buy.
They both gathered their belongs and made their way downstairs and out the back patio, taking in the fresh mountain air. “Do you think this will kill us? She asked, sipping on her wine.
“Will what kill us?”
“All this fresh Alpine air. We need the pollution of the city to survive. I need 20 cars blowing exhaust in my face to feel comfortable.”
“Is the city girl afraid of the outdoors?” Devin taunted as they traversed the stairs to the conjoined dock on the water’s edge.
“I’m not afraid of nothing! I’m just concerned for my fragile boyfriend’s health,” she battered eyes, feigning ignorance at her little jab. They reached the dock and set down their towels on two lounge chairs left by the homeowner. Mariah slid her sunglasses down from her head, blowing D a kiss before taking a seat on the edge of the dock. Mariah slowly dipped her feet in and reeled them back quickly.
“Cold!”
“Well, yes silly. We’re just getting out of winter. It’s not so bad once you’re in the water.” Devin removed his shirt to get some sun and joined his girlfriend for an afternoon dip. They dipped their toes beneath the water and marveled at the pristine, clear lake that surrounded their cabin.
Mariah pulled out her phone from between her breasts, her classic hiding spot, and turned on some folk music to match their environment. The sounds of banjos and mandolins echoed around the valley and the two lovers drank in the view and their wine. Devin brought a small bag of snacks and the opened bottle of wine to top off their glasses.
“Mariah, can I ask you something?”
“Of course, unless you say you want to kill someone. I can’t fully support it, but if it’s a truly evil person, I’ll understand.”
Devin giggled then continued, “It’s… kind of… sensitive, but I want to be open with you. It has to do with a… fantasy of mine.”
Mariah nodded, “Ok. I mean, I’ve been begging you to share with me for weeks but you’ve been so distant. I didn’t want to pry.” It’s true, Mariah had been more honest with what she wanted in the bedroom, while Devin had more trouble opening up.
“It’s just… I’ve never told this to anyone before, ya know? I don’t want to come off as a creep or a weirdo or someone who’s obsessed with just your body because you’re an amazing woman and partner and I don’t want to ruin things -” A finger to Devin’s mouth shut him up for a moment.
“D, I’m a big girl. You can open up to me. I promise it’s ok.” She looked sincere, but Devin was still weary. With a deep breath, he began to explain.
“Ok. So, you know that I… love your breasts…”
“Yes, I got an inkling that might be true,” she giggled, her juggs sloshing like overfilled water balloons. Devin couldn’t help but stare. “Hey! Don’t get lost in there!”
“Sorry! I… I’ve never shared this with anyone, but I want to share it with you… because you matter a whole lot to me. It’s ok if you’re not into it, but I just wanted to be open up front and if you hate it, I’ll shut up forever.” Mariah nodded, curious, and Devin continued. “For a long time, I’ve had this fantasy … of a woman growing large breasts.”
There was a long pause, both frozen, until a confused look came to Mariah’s face. “Ohhhkay, well, I think you hit the jackpot, stud.” She gave him an elbow to the ribs in good fun.
“Well, yes, I know that. You’re amazing… but it’s more than that. I’m actually into breasts that… grow.”
“Grow?” She seemed confused. “Like, all the time?”
“No, not necessarily. Maybe they grow accidentally, or from eating a lot of food, or when the woman is horny. Maybe she’s pregnant and lactating, maybe she’s cursed, maybe it’s a virus, or maybe none of those things. It’s just that, if you found out, I didn’t want you to think I was secretly with you just because of your boobs. I’m here for all of you, and you never need to worry about me being scared by your condition.”
Mariah’s lips pursed. She looked concerned mixed with disappointment. Her eyes drifted down to the water.
“Oh no,” Devin thought, his mind racing. “What have I done?!”
TO BE CONTINUED