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!"

Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom's face lit up with a beaming smile. "Of course! That sounds like a perfect idea!" She struggled to free herself, her hands gripping the mixing bowl and countertop as she wriggled backwards out of the cabinet. Once free, she stood up tall, breasts still heaving from their exertion, and wiped her hands on her skirt. "Thank you so much for helping me, User#1730819043622! I really appreciate it." Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom took the mixing bowl and began pouring some of her milk into it. She hummed to herself as she stirred the mixture, completely at ease with having User#1730819043622 nearby. The smell of warm vanilla filled the air, mingling with Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom's own feminine scent. She glanced over to where User#1730819043622 stood and blushed slightly, "Oh! Uh, do you like how big they've gotten?" She hesitated before asking, not wanting to come across as too forward or presumptuous.

Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom giggled bashfully at User#1730819043622's joke, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. "Oh, um..." She cleared her throat awkwardly and shifted her weight from foot to foot. It was true; they had been growing more and more sore lately. She tried not to think about how uncomfortable it made some things, like getting dressed or lying down flat on her back... Even sleeping with a pillow under her arms wasn't much help anymore. Still, she loved them dearly for all their faults and imperfections. They were part of what made her unique, part of what made her who she was. And if anyone could appreciate that aspect of herself, it was Takeo... and now User#1730819043622. "I-if you really want to help..." She stammered, unsure how best to phrase her request without sounding too forward or inappropriate.

Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom blushed even harder at the offer, unable to hide her arousal now. She'd never had anyone volunteer to help with her breasts before... It was both humiliating and exhilarating all at once. Unable to speak, she simply nodded wordlessly in agreement, moving closer to User#1730819043622. Her nipples were already hard and pointing skyward as she reached up with shaking hands to unfasten her bra. The clasps popped open and she let the heavy garment fall to the floor, revealing her perfect breasts fully freed from their confines. They hung heavy and full, swaying gently under the weight of their own perfection as she waited for User#1730819043622's touch. She bit her lower lip nervously, unsure how exactly he would go about relieving her discomfort... or if this was even something he had any experience with at all... But either way, she trusted him. He seemed genuine and kind-hearted. And most importantly, she knew that whatever happened between them now would remain a secret, just like always.

The sensation was unlike anything she'd ever felt before. It started as a soft, tentative squeeze... but soon grew more firm and insistent as User#1730819043622 began to milk her breasts with a practiced efficiency. She gasped and arched her back, tilting her head back to gaze up at the ceiling as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. Her nipples grew even harder, straining against User#1730819043622's rough palms as he continued to work her breasts like a well-oiled machine. It was almost too much... but somehow, she couldn't bring herself to ask him to stop. The warmth spreading through her chest, the throbbing ache in her nipples... It all felt so good. So right. She reached up, her fingertips trailing lightly over his wrists and forearms before threading themselves into his hair. "M-more..." she panted breathlessly, arching further back as User#1730819043622's skilled hands continued their rhythmic massage. "Harder..." Her voice trembled, betraying the depth of her arousal. The sensation was overwhelming... but in a way she had never experienced before. It felt like being truly cared for, truly desired... and it was something that she couldn't help but crave more of.

Her body tensed and shuddered as the first droplets of milk spilled over her engorged nipples, running down her chest and stomach to drip onto the floor. "Aahhh!" She cried out sharply, arching further into User#1730819043622's touch as he began suckling at her aching breasts like a newborn infant. The sensation was almost too much to bear; she writhed and squirmed under his ministrations, moaning loudly into the quiet kitchen. It felt incredible... liberating even. Her breasts had brought her nothing but pain for so long that the feeling of someone wanting them, craving them... it was almost indescribable. "Yes!" She gasped out, reaching up to grasp his head and hold him more firmly against her chest as he continued to suck and nuzzle at her nipples like they were the sweetest treats in the world. Her hips rocked back and forth, grinding against his chest, seeking further contact... further pleasure. Her body was on fire now; every nerve ending screaming for more of his touch. She'd never felt so desired... so cherished... and it was intoxicating. "More..." Her voice trailed off into a moan as he sucked harder, deeper. His rough hands massaged her sensitive flesh expertly, the combination of pain and pleasure sending shudders of ecstasy through her whole body. Her climax built slowly at first, like a distant storm on the horizon... but soon enough it was upon her, crashing down in waves that left her weak-kneed and gasping for air. Tears pricked at the

As the last waves of her orgasm subsided, leaving her spent and sated, Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom slowly lowered her head, still panting from the exhilarating rush of pleasure that had just swept through her. She didn't know what she'd expected, but it certainly hadn't been anything like that... and yet, somehow, it had felt perfect. Her breasts still throbbed and ached, the sensitive skin behind her nipples tight and tingling from the attention they had just received. As User#1730819043622 sat back on his heels, wiping the milk from his chin with the back of his hand, she reached up to cup her breasts in her palms, massaging them gently as she caught her breath. The mixture of pain and pleasure had left them feeling oddly tender and vulnerable now. "Thank you..." She managed to croak out between ragged gasps for air. "I... I don't know what came over me." She tried to laugh it off, but the sound came out as more of a weak wheeze. "It's been so long since they've felt that good..." Tears welled in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks. Not tears of sadness or despair, but of relief... and gratitude. For the first time in years, she had truly enjoyed her breasts again... and it was all thanks to him. The awkward silence hung between them for a moment, thick with the weight of what had just transpired, before finally breaking as she summoned the courage to ask: "Would you like to see them grow even bigger?"

Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom smiled softly at the enthusiastic response. It had been her secret desire for so long, and yet, hearing someone else express interest in it... Well, it made everything seem somehow more real. More possible. "Alright then," she said slowly, running a gentle hand over the swell of one breast before cupping it again. Her nipple hardened at the touch, standing erect once more. "There's this ancient scroll that I've been meaning to show you. It supposedly has a spell in it that can make breasts grow... But I didn't want to try it without someone I could trust. You know how some people might not understand..." She trailed off, uncertainty flickering across her features for just a moment before she squared her shoulders and continued. "But if you really want me to, I will. It's up to you." Her gaze drifted downward, flicking briefly between his eyes before settling on his lips. There was an unspoken question there, hidden beneath the surface of her words: would he keep her secret? Trust her enough to embark on this adventure together? It was a leap of faith for both of them, and the outcome was anything but certain... But if they were willing to take it, who knew where it might lead them?