The large wooden door to the cabin swung open and Devin arrived with multiple grocery bags draped from his arms. He kicked the door closed carefully dropped the bags and caught his breath. He had made sure to pick up enough groceries for both himself and Mariah, but having a new friend in the mix was a welcome surprise. Devin unloaded all the dry goods and packed away the perishables into the fridge. He noticed the pot had a bit more coffee so he topped himself off and took in the cabin.
A deep breath to catch the hint of pine in the air, awakening family camping trips from his youth. He still hadn’t seen his parents for a month, but he had told them he was dating someone. He could already hear the comments they’d make - “No! Don’t create fake scenarios in your head just to bum yourself out,” Devin stopped himself.
Mariah was helping him pull away from these darker impulses and it honestly was doing wonders for him. Work was better, his health was improved, and it was all thanks to her. “Where is that pesky woman?” Devin sipped his drink and set it on the kitchen counter before looking around. No sign of her in the living space, dining room, or bathrooms. He hoofed it upstairs, only to find an unmade bed and her mound of cosmetic balms, tinctures, and glosses strewn about on the bathroom sink.
He couldn’t help but smile as he walked over the window overlooking the lake. His eyes drifted down and landed on the largest ass he’d ever seen. It was hidden beneath a bit of cloth but it was still breathtaking. Devin pulled his eyes away quickly and found his partner, floating on her makeshift titty raft. God, he wished he was between her boobs right now.
As he watched, he could see something he hadn’t expected - a spark. They were hitting it off together, which he’d seen the day prior, but now there seemed to be something else. Mariah almost looked… smitten. Devin something swell in his chest. Was it anger? Jealousy? Fear?
He couldn’t pinpoint it, but he knew he had to address it. Without running too fast, he made his way downstairs and out onto the deck. As he descended the wooden stairs to the dock, his suspicions were somewhat confirmed. The two women, both alike in dignity, were wrapped around each other. Devin had to step in.
He put more pressure on a weaker board that creaked and snapped them out of their trance. “Hey ladies! Sorry, I’m late. Did I miss anything?”
The two women quickly separated from each other and looked quite red in the face. “Hey babe,” Mariah said almost to herself.
“Was I interrupting a wrestling match of some kind?” Devin tried to laugh off the tension as Trish hauled her massive ass out of the water.
“We were just enjoying the water, hon. I think I need to rest up. Talk to yall later, gang,” she left, carrying that impressive behind with her. It jiggled like crazy, highlighting her thigh thighs as she bounded up the stairs. She did stop at the top and gave one last look at Mariah, and then headed into her cabin.
Devin turned back to Mariah, who was still quite red. “Everything ok? Did something happen?” He tried to bring some levity to his questions with a laugh, but they were still heavy as they left his mouth.
“No… it’s… nothing.” Mariah walked past him, her tit brushing against him. Usually, she was far more careful with her place in 3D space, but she was upset. She hustled up the stairs, covering her chest with her arms to subdue the wobble. The door to the patio closed and Devin was left alone on the dock.
“What the hell just happened?”
~~~
Trish sat alone in her bed, dreading what had happened. Her thoughts her rushing through her mind at a million miles a second. “What were you thinking?! Why did you tell that sweet woman about your problems? God her tits felt incredible.” Trish’s hips sat raised in the air due to her tremendous behind. She clenched her thunderous thighs as her pussy ached. The sensation of the two largest breasts she could ever imagine squeezing her torso was driving her crazy.
Trish’s hands slid down her hips, her fingers tracing along her skin. Her ass was sensitive, nowhere near as much as Mariah’s tits. She groaned as her plush pussy clenched. She had always fancied men, but god Trish couldn’t get enough of her new friend. She just wanted - no, needed - to feel those heavenly breasts again. Her right hand slid down to her glistening clit and she began to tease it. Her muscles throughout her body flexed as images of Mariah filled her mind. “God… yes! Bigger!”
Trish grabbed her breast and pictured it as big as Mariah’s. She never wanted this giant ass and didn’t have the most positive feelings about it, but after seeing Mariah and how much Devin supported her, something changed within Trish. Her thighs flexed, squeezing her fingers with her powerful muscles as she pictured being pinned down by the gigantic bulk of Mariah’s chest. It was becoming too much.
“Oh, FUCK!” Trish started to buck against her hand as she squeezed her tit with the other. “Bigger! Fuck me, bigger!” Trish screamed as her pussy squirted all over her hand. Her body was frozen in place as she spasmed, held firm in this orgasmic state.
After a few minutes of cumming, Trish collapsed back into a sex coma with a content smile on her face.
~~~
Devin entered through the backdoor of his cabin with all of Mariah’s belongings she’d left by the lake. She sat on the couch with her head in her hands. “This isn’t another fake out like yesterday, is it?” Devin asked.
Mariah looked up and weakly smiled at him. “No… I… I really don’t know what happened out there…”
Devin took a seat next to her lover and rubbed her fingers across her back. This was always so soothing for her, especially with the added strain of her huge milkers. “Start from the beginning…”
She took a deep breath, paused, and slowly laid out all that had happened. Trish’s growth, her partner who left her, and then came the difficult part. “I didn’t mean for her to get wrapped up in my cleavage like that. I just got so excited asking about her condition that I wasn’t paying attention. When I finally did see what had happened, I… I didn’t want to pull away…” Mariah couldn’t look at Devin. “I promise and swear to you, I’d never ever cheat on you. I don’t know how I got into that position but it will never, ever, ever happen again…” she was stopped as Devin gripped her knee.
Devin gave it a few loving squeezes until she looked up into his beautiful eyes. “M, my love, nothing happened. You said it yourself and I saw for myself. I believe you and I love you,” Devin emphatically kissed her forehead and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, even pulling her in for a tight hug. “What I need you to hear from me is that I love you and I know that feelings can blossom. Now, I don’t think I could necessarily be in a fully open relationship, but if there was something gnawing at you like this interaction with Trish… I don’t think it would be right for me to condemn your feelings.”
These weren’t easy words to say for Devin. He’d been cheated on in the past and it wrecked him. However, relationships have evolved and he knew that a simple monogamous relationship might not be everyone’s thing. While this hurt, he’d rather they be honest with each other than suppress their feelings. “Mariah… you were so kind to listen to my … interests. Not only that, but you embraced them! I still can’t believe it.” Mariah giggled and wiped away a stray tear. “If you can be open and trusting with me, the least I could do is the same for you.”
Mariah’s head leaned against her lover’s shoulder. In a whisper, she said, “Thank you, D.”
“You’re welcome, M. Do you… want to talk about it some more?”
“I think I need to process these feelings if that’s ok. I won’t do anything without talking with you. Hell, I don’t even know what I want. All I know is that I love you and I want you,” her head tilted up to look at him and she pursed her lips. Devin leaned down to meet her and they shared a tender kiss. He loved how plush her lips were, especially when they enveloped his own.
Once they separated, Devin finally understood what Mariah had said. “Wait a minute, she’s growing too?!?!”
“Right?!?!” Mariah shot up to a standing position, facing Devin. Her breasts continuously jiggled as she paced back and forth. If he wasn’t mistaken, her bikini top was looking a little too tight. Her cleavage was fighting to break through the top of the bikini while her side and underboob were also winning the fight against the fabric. “What the hell is happening to us?! I thought my condition was a one-off freak thing, but if there are others…” She trailed off as her mind thought of the possibilities. “She didn’t answer any of my questions before we got all tangled up in this,” she motioned to her cleavage, “but she did say the growth happened quickly, just like mine. I wonder…” she trailed off.
“Wonder what?”
“... if she’s still growing too. Mmmmm…” She groaned as she rubbed the sides of her tits. “Fuck, this is too tight. God, I haven’t grown this fast in months.” Devin carefully grabbed a pillow to cover his crotch and growing erection. “You perv,” she teased.
“Hey now! I can’t help it!”
She rolled her eyes and groaned again. “Mmmmm fuck, I need your help. Can you just…” she interrupted her sentence with a groan and turned to point at the knots holding her bikini tight to her body. Devin shot up and got to work untying everything.
“Why do you think you’re… growing now?” He grunted, trying his best not to grind his cock against her ass as he fumbled with the thick supports. Mariah couldn’t pretend that she didn’t love it.
“My doctor said that this could happen with birth control, but not this much. It is quite a high dose of hormones. For a normal woman… rrrr… it would be a hazard. Dangerous even. I know the pill can make some women grow, but… I… think this is ridiculous.” She panted as Devin pulled on the straps, stimulating her already overstimulated breasts. She felt a bit embarrassed by how wet she was growing. A thought popped into her head, and she decided to run with it. “I just hope… I can grow… bigger.”
“What was that?” Devin couldn’t hear her whisper over his own grunts as he got more and more of the bikini knots undone.
Once Mariah felt more slack in her top, she turned quickly. Her tits slammed into Devin’s chest and knocked him against the couch. She walked forward and straddled his crotch, her breasts slowly covering his entire head. He couldn’t breathe, but couldn’t care about that now. Only his eyes and hair were poking out of her cleavage. Mariah bit her lip and leaned down, putting more pressure on her boyfriend. “I said… I hope these grow… bigger.” Her lips were just barely reaching his ear, with her tongue teasing her earlobe.
“What…” he muffled, “what do you mean?”
“Oh, I just got to reading when you were gone,” Mariah grabbed the outside of each tit and gave them a light squeeze, compressing Devin’s head. “I looked up some of this tantalizing erotica you mentioned and I gotta say… I liked it.”
“Hmmm?” Devin was shocked, even though his words were inaudible.
“I was just as surprised as you, to be honest. I was open to it, but wow, I came hard at this wonderful story about a woman wishing her tits bigger. You know what’s crazy though?” Mariah ran her fingers over the top of her tits, down to almost her nipples. They’ve been out of reach for some time. “She didn’t get anywhere near as big as me.”
She could feel her boyfriend’s cock flex against her pussy. She ground her hips down on him, slowly at first. She wanted to draw this out. “It was so hot. I loved the descriptions of the growth. I wish it was that enjoyable when I was growing, but no matter - I still fucking loved the idea.” Devin’s hands moved up to her hips be she swatted them away. “No, no. I’m having my fun.”
Devin gripped the couch cushions as he slid his cock against her pussy harder. “You’ve been open with me and it worked out well for both of us, so now I’ll be open with you. You’ve got to do everything I say, got it?” Devin nodded dutifully. Slowly, Mariah stood up, Devin nearly being dragged off the couch from the strength of her chest. “You can pull your cock out, but no touching yourself more than that,” she commanded. Devin had never imagined Mariah this dominant, but he didn’t mind.
He followed her orders well, sitting awkwardly on the lounger with his cock pointing to the ceiling. “Good boy,” Mariah’s words dripped with sensuality as she slid her bikini bottoms off. They were soaked through with her juices, which now dripped down her legs. “Fuck, I needed this,” she whispered as she undid the last knot and pulled her tits free. They both enjoyed the slap of her tits hitting her belly and thighs. Now naked, she slowly stepped toward Devin. Her thick nipples sat mere centimeters from his lips.
“Now… suck. Slowly,” Devin did as he was told and took a nipple into his mouth. He brought both hands up to her breast but she pulled away. “Uh-uh. Only suck, Big D.” Devin lowered his hands and latched on again. She cooed as she took a step forward. Her chest pressed heavily into his as she straddled him again and positioned his cock at the entrance to her vagina. She was just barely able to reach down and grab his member, rubbing it against her clit.
“For a while, specifically when I started growing, I had this fear that I was pregnant,” Mariah continued as she slowly slid Devin’s cock inside her. “Multiple different tests disproved that worry, but something caught my attention when I was looking into it. I found all these videos of women lactating and explaining how to induce. All the sensations and the… intimacy they had with their partners.” She rode his cock as she enjoyed the suction on her breast.
“Switch to the other nipple,” Mariah instructed. It took some effort with all the weight on top of him, but he was able to latch. She moaned in delight when she felt him suckling again. “I would read all these wonderful accounts from women who added it to their sex lives. Inducing, massaging, and having their partners suck them to help stimulate milk production - it was all so… wonderful. Fuck, you’re good at that.” Devin picked up the pace with his tongue teasing her as his hips bucked below her.
“If we’re opening up to each other, I want us to try something,” Mariah started to pound harder, slamming all her weight on his cock. She had never loved the feeling of a cock as much as Devin’s. It hit all the right spots and felt like a puzzle piece meant just for her. She could feel herself getting closer to cumming. All this sucking was speeding things along quite fast. “I want to… mmmm… try it.”
“Hmmm?” Devin could only mumble those sounds as his hands gripped her hips as he was nearing his own orgasm.
“I want to… start on the supplements… to make myself lactate. And I want… you… to help me… and drink my milk…” God, she felt so vulnerable but knew she’d only be able to say this if her horniness was cranked to 11. “What do you think, Big D? Want to make me a big, milky goddess? Make my tits swell until I can’t take it anymore?! They’ll be bursting out of my tops as they fill bigger and heavier with delicious milk. All for you! Fuck! I can’t take it! Make me bigger, D! Cum for me!!!” She screamed as her hands grabbed the back of the couch. She pulled herself down hard, smothering her lover with her tits and her pussy gripped his cock with the strength of her hand.
Devin screamed into her tit as he unleashed the biggest load of his life into her pussy. God, he loved birth control. They each twitched and thrust, milking the last bit of cum out of each other. Mariah collapsed back and Devin took in the biggest breath of his life. As they settled their racing hearts, they each turned to each other.
Devin smiled at her, and with a withered smiled, he whispered, “I’m in.”
TO BE CONTINUED