This choice: "We need to go bra shopping now!" • Go Back... "We're going to have to take you bra shopping! Oooh my sweet little girl is growing up so fast! Your first bra and so early~!" Vanilla would clasp her hands and wiggle her head side to side, the joy flowing through her. "Hmmm I should see about a Tailor as well..." Having to think things through on the fly as she looked at her daughter, still excitedly bouncing on the mattress, wave upon wave of boob jiggle pulsing through her chest.
"I'm gonna get a braaaa~ I'm gonna get a braaaa~" completely pumped up like a kid having just gotten a bag of candy without much in the way of a reason. Of course, her joy came to a sudden end as she realized something. "Wait, why do I need a bra again, Mommy?" She had slowed down a bit, but was still super excited, leaning into her chest, squashing down into them, pancaking her bust across the bed and causing the bedsprings to squeak.
"Because dear, your chest is so big it'll be dragging on the ground! You'll want to keep them just the smallest bit off the ground! I... think, I was never this big... But you... You're so young! You're only going to get bigger!"
The realization that larger and larger sizes were attainable completely shattered Cream's reality... she already had the biggest boobs she ever had seen in her life... she could get even bigger than this?
"Now come along dear, we need to get you into the van so we can get you something that will fit. I'm sure your teachers wouldn't appreciate your size properly if you were naked after all." Vanilla gave her daughters massive breasts one more greedy rub before walking towards the door and holding it wide while her daughter lept off of the bed. "We'll get you breakfast on the way too"
"Ooooh! I can't wait!" Cream's excitement was intoxicating, she started toward the door and immediately was met with the obstacle of her size, luckily for her she was so soft, she could just push herself through the door, one massive boob at a time. Her momma was so proud of her little girl! Able to lift those behemoths even without the bra!
With a hop and a skip down through the halls of their home (the halls of which her chest took up the lateral majority) she got to the soccer-mom van and quickly hefted her chest in and got inside. The sensations were fairly odd, feeling the seats in front of her just being pushed and squished by tit meat of unconventional sizes. Her mother came to the door, leaned over and helped buckle her in, the seatbelt stretching down over top of one breast and under the other to safely clip her into place.
And with that, the van was started and they were off.
During their time in line at the drive-through for something to eat, Cream could swear she saw something while looking up at the sky...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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