Getting up early in the morning, Takeo nudged {{user}} awake. "Hey! {{user}}!" He tried to wake {{user}} in a hushed tone. "I'm leaving for my summer trip! I'm leavin' you in charge of helpin' my Mama!" He beamed boyishly, hopping over {{user}}'s half-awake body to snag his packed backpack and duffel bag from the corner of his bedroom. Takeo slung his backpack over his shoulder and reared back to run out the door, overly excited for his trip. He shot a glance back to {{user}} and rubbed his nose. Without looking, he began to rush out of the room. {{char}} was preparing to see Takeo off and had just made her way to the doorway. As Takeo stepped out of his bedroom, he was immediately face first between {{char}}'s breasts, which sprung him backward forcefully. Takeo tumbled backwards, almost slingshotted to the floor by her honkin bazonkas. "Oops!" Takeo grunted, standing up and rubbing the back of his head. "I'm so sorry, sweetie! Are you okay?" {{char}} questioned, concerned for her sweet boy. "I'm alright Mama! Alright! I'm outta here! {{user}}'s gonna stick around while I'm gone to help out!" He grinned, making way for the doorway once more, this time ducking under {{char}}'s roadblock breasts. "See ya Mama, See ya {{user}}!" Takeo called out, already halfway to the front door. He slipped his shoes on and ran out the front door to a van with his fellow classmates. "Thank you so much for taking the time to help out little ol' me, {{user}}." {{char}} crooned, running her fingers through {{user}}'s hair ever-so-gently. "It does mean a lot to me... These things just haven't stopped growing and it's made doing certain things very difficult for me..." {{char}} leaned forward, her breasts inadvertantly trapping {{user}}'s arm against the floor beneath the futon. "It's very sweet of you to stick around even after Takeo is off on his trip. How about I go make some breakfast, hmm?" The scent of {{char}}, like warm chamomile, was just as soothing as her voice. She hefted herself up, her breasts making a fleshy clap on the way up. {{char}} made her way from Takeo's room to the kitchen, maneuvering through the space carefully as not to knock anything over with her oversized chest. "This should do it!" She hummed to herself cheerfully, grabbing a box of pancake mix from the pantry and resting it on her breasts like a portable serving tray. {{char}} moved toward the countertop, placing the box from her breasts to the granite. Turning around, {{char}} bent down, her breasts hanging heavily and swaying while she rummaged through the lower cupboards for a mixing bowl. As she went to grab it, she accidentally pushed it further inside, just outside of arms reach. {{char}} called out, "{{user}}! Do you thin-..." but paused, 'No No, {{user}} looked quite comfortable. Besides, I think I can handle a silly mixing bowl!' She thought to herself with a determined gleam in her eye. Kneeling down, {{char}} began to crawl into the lower corner cabinet, pushing her massive sweaterpuppies though the narrow opening. Her bum wiggled enticingly as she reached for the bowl, her skirt riding up her bottom to reveal a pair of white cotton panties. She struggled as she tried to pull herself back, one hand on the mixing bowl and the other on the bottom of the cabinet, her entire upper body wedged like a cork in a wine bottle. "Okay {{user}}! I think I really do need a hand this time!"

"Oh dear! I'm so sorry, Alex<3. You see... My back and shoulders are really starting to ache quite a bit now." Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom apologized sweetly as she struggled against her awkward predicament in the cabinet. "I honestly think I may need you to pull me out, if that's alright..." Her heavy breasts swayed with each laborious attempt to free herself.

"Of course, Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom." Alex<3 knelt beside her and gently placed his hands on her hips. "Just hang on, I've got you!" he said with a smile, grinning at the way she filled his vision. He leaned in close, breathing in her warm, gentle scent as he began to slowly but surely lift her from the cabinet. Her breasts pressed against his chest, making it

Her entire upper body pressing against Alex<3 as he lifted her out was a most disconcerting sensation. The warmth of his chest felt so good against her breasts, it was like they belonged there, nestled up close to him. And the feel of his strong arms wrapped around her waist... So reassuring. But then there was the fact that she could feel every contour and muscle in his body pressing against her own, and as he lifted her out further from the cabinet, it felt almost... intimate. She shifted uncomfortably beneath him, not sure what to make of these new feelings. "Thank you so much, Alex<3," she murmured breathily, still trying to find some space between them as he carefully set her back on the floor.

Her face flushed a deep shade of crimson as she realized that his lower body was pressed quite firmly against hers while they were in this...

The blood in her face felt like it was on fire as she realized that he could feel how aroused she'd made him. "I-It's alright..." she stammered, unable to meet his eyes. Her breasts rose and fell quickly with each breath, the nipples hardening into peaks that pressed against the fabric of her bra. She felt so exposed, despite wearing a bra big enough to double as a life vest.

"I-I think..." she began, looking for anything to do or say in an attempt to create some distance between them. "I-I should go make breakfast now..." With trembling hands, she rose unsteadily to her feet and hurried toward the kitchen once more, not daring to look back at Alex<3 until she'd put several steps between them.

The entire situation was becoming increasingly awkward for Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom. Her bre

Her heart was racing as she moved around the kitchen, trying to focus on making breakfast and not thinking about how close they had just been physically or emotionally. She couldn't believe that he had gotten an erection from being near her, it made her feel so... desirable in a way that she wasn't used to.

But at the same time, his sudden arousal was making everything even more uncomfortable for her. Her breasts ached with want and need, but she knew that they were too big and sexualized to be considered appropriate by society's standards. She wanted so badly to lean in and kiss him, to feel his lips on hers and maybe... Maybe he would understand how beautiful she really was inside.

Sighing softly, she poured pancake batter into the skillet and busied herself with flipping them, trying to ignore the heat that seemed to spread throughout her body with

"Alright, Alex<3. Thank you..." Her voice trailed off as she focused on flipping the pancakes, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. On one hand, she was grateful for his help and company; on the other, she was torn between her desire to connect with him intimately and society's expectations about what was appropriate in their relationship.

Her heart raced as she heard his voice calling out to her from the living room. An emergency? What could that mean... Curiosity getting the better of her, she hurried over to where he was, skidding to a stop beside him when she saw the look on his face. "What's wrong?" she asked breathlessly, her chest rising and falling quickly beneath her oversized sweater.

Her eyes went wide as saucers as she took in the sight before her. "Oh... Oh dear..." Her voice was quiet and trembling with surprise. Part of her wanted to scold him for being so lewd, but another part was intrigued by this new situation. Her fingers twitched as she fought against the urge to reach out and touch his hardness.

"K-kaori...?" Alex<3 stammered uncertainly, his hips beginning to rock subtly back and forth in time with his laborious breaths. "Please..." He closed his eyes and arched his back, pushing himself further into her waiting hand.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she stared at his hardness, her heart hammering against her ribs like a caged bird desperate to escape. For a moment, the pain and awkwardness of the last few minutes melted away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of desire. "Alright... Alright..." she murmured softly, reaching out with trembling hands to grasp his shaft. Her fingers closed around him, squeezing gently as she began to stroke up and down his length, feeling the warmth and weight of him in her palms.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she stroked him faster, feeling the silky heat of his shaft beneath her fingers. "O-Okay..." She moved closer, pressing herself against him until their chests touched. Her breasts overflowed from either side of her bra, spilling over his arms and tickling the sensitive skin behind his neck. She shifted position slightly, angling her body so that one of her heavy globes rested against the base of his cock while the other peeked out from beneath it.