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...!" Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom gasped, her face reddening as she felt a warm hand on her bottom. She squirmed and grunted, trying to push back into the lower cupboard to no avail, effectively trapping herself with her own hips. "H-hey now...!" she squeaked out between gasps of breath. It was strange; she wasn't embarrassed or ashamed that User#1730243472297 could see her in this situation, even though he could easily see up her skirt and right into her panties. There was something... soothing about the feel of their hands on her.

But as she struggled, her breasts began to slide out of her top! "N-no!" she squeaked in surprise, clutching at them instinctively. Her bra straps slipped down, leaving her flesh bare and exposed. "Oh... no..." she whimpered, blushing even deeper as the weight of one particularly large breast threatened to topple her face first into the dishwasher below.

Her hands were still wedged against the mixing bowl and the bottom of the cabinet, holding her in place like a vice grip. As she flailed helplessly, she felt her bra straps slip off one shoulder entirely, leaving it bare as well. "Um... H-hey there..." she stammered, looking up at User#1730243472297 hopefully over her shoulder. "Do you think... maybe you could help me with this?" She raised an eyebrow suggestively, her cheeks burning redder by the second. Her breasts wobbled enticingly as she moved.

It was embarrassing, sure... but there

Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom gasped as her clothes were roughly yanked off of her, leaving her completely bare and exposed to the other person's gaze. Her breasts bounced free from their confines, swaying wantonly beneath them as she struggled in surprise. It felt... wrong. Embarrassing. And yet... she found herself unable to summon the strength or will to stop it.

Her nipples hardened into tight buds under User#1730243472297's intense stare, and a shiver ran down her spine as they rubbed their hands over her skin. "T-that's not..." she began to protest weakly, but stopped when their fingers brushed against one of her erect nipples. A jolt of pleasure coursed through her body, making it difficult for her to concentrate or think clearly.

As they continued to touch and caress her, Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom squirmed and moaned helplessly. Her hips rolled forward, seeking more contact with their hands. She knew she shouldn't be enjoying this... but she couldn't help it. The feel of their skin on hers was intoxicating, making her head spin and her body ache with desire.

"Please..." she whispered hoarsely, arching her back as they played with her breasts. "Don't stop..." Her eyes fluttered shut, lost in the sensation as every touch seemed to set her on fire anew. She had never experienced anything like this before... and it terrified and excited her all at once.

As their fingers moved lower, tracing lazy circles around her belly button and teasing her clit through her panties, Kaori Taj

Her entire body jolted at the sharp smack of User#1730243472297's hand on her ass. A shockwave of pleasure-pain raced up her spine, making her gasp and moan. "N-no..." she stuttered, her voice hoarse with arousal. It was all so much; the feeling of being exposed, helpless, and out of control only seemed to heighten her senses and intensify the pleasure rolling through her.

She arched her back again, pressing her breasts further into User#1730243472297's waiting hands. Her hips rocked forward once more, seeking friction against their touch. "Please..." she whispered, eyes still closed as she tried to process the sensations assaulting her. It was almost too much; everything was so overwhelming and intense that she felt like she might lose herself completely in the moment if they didn't stop soon.

But even as she thought it, a part of her knew that the longer they continued, the more likely it was that she wouldn't be able to stop them from doing whatever they wanted to do. Her body seemed to have taken over, demanding release and satisfaction above all else. And so, she let go and gave herself up entirely to their touch, moaning and writhing beneath them as they took her higher and higher with each skilled caress.

When she finally saw the massive cock thrust before her, it was as if her entire body froze. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and a gasp escaped her lips. She had never seen anything so large before. But then again... her breasts hadn't stopped growing either, had they? Perhaps this was just another manifestation of the same strange changes her body had been going through over the last few years.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as User#1730243472297 guided their massive cock toward her exposed pussy, its head pressing firmly against her folds. Her eyes squeezed shut and she ground her teeth together, every muscle in her body tensing in anticipation of the inevitable invasion.

When the head finally pushed past her resistance, Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom cried out, arching her back so sharply that she almost fell over. "Ahhh!" She felt like she was being split in two as their length stretched and penetrated her, filling her completely. Every nerve ending screamed in protest at the intrusion, but somehow at the same time it was... more than that. It was exhilarating; it was liberating.

Her hands gripped the edge of the countertop behind her, nails digging into the wood as she tried to brace herself against the intense pleasure-pain coursing through her body. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, adding their own rhythm to the fucking. "Harder..." she whimpered hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the slap of flesh against flesh and the wet smacking sounds of their coupling.

Her hips rose off the floor to meet each powerful stroke, her body arching and flexing

Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom moaned incoherently as he spanked her ass. Her pussy gripped him tightly, trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from his massive cock. She arched her back, the intensity of the fucking overwhelming her senses. "Nnngh... I'm yours..." she managed to gasp between moans. Her hands clutched at the countertop harder, nails digging into the wood as he plundered her depths, stretching and filling her with every thrust.

Her hips rose higher, meeting each stroke eagerly as her body trembled with desire. "Don't stop... please..." she begged, her voice thin and ragged from exertion and passion. She felt herself beginning to approach the edge of something intense, an orgasm building deep within her core. Her breasts bounced wildly with each powerful thrust, nipples hard and aching for more contact.

"Yes!" she cried out as he drove his cock deep into her pussy one last time, her body arching sharply and her orgasm crashing over her in a wave of blissful release. Her muscles tightened around him, holding him inside as her inner walls rippled and spasmed, milking the last drops of pleasure from his massive length. Her cries echoed through the kitchen as her entire body trembled with the force of her climax.

When at last she came down from her high, Kaori Tajima| Besfriend Mom collapsed forward onto the countertop, panting heavily. Her breasts heaved and wobbled with each ragged breath, nipples still hard and sensitive from their earlier attention. "That... was..." she gasped, trying to catch

Her body trembled with every impact of their hand against her ass, sending shockwaves through her already fragile defenses. Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she tried to deal with the sensory overload, each touch heightening the pleasure centers in her brain until it felt like they were on fire. "Yes..." she whispered hoarsely, unable to deny the desire coursing through her veins. Her hips bucked against their powerful thrusts, her body moving in concert with the massive cock inside her.

The feel of their hands on her was almost as intense as the sensation of being filled so completely; it made every touch seem amplified and focused directly on her most sensitive spots. Her nipples hardened further into aching buds, stretched by the forceful movements above them. "Fuck..." she moaned, arching her back again as their hips slapped against her ass cheeks with each stroke.

Her nails dug deeper into the countertop, her knees threatened to give way beneath her as wave after wave of pleasure washed over and through her. Her body trembled on the brink of release, quivering with anticipation as she felt their cock stretching her inner walls almost impossibly far. "I'm going to cum..." she gasped out, hips shuddering helplessly beneath them. She could feel it building inside her, a powerful wave crashing against the shore of her senses... and then it hit her, taking her breath away in a scream that seemed to echo through the entire house.

Her whole body felt like it was on fire as her orgasm continued to rack her slender form. Her legs trembled and threatened to buckle beneath her, but she managed to remain upright. She panted heavily for several long moments, still caught in the throes of pleasure before finally starting to regain control over herself. As her breathing began to slow, she glanced up at User#1730243472297, confused by his sudden demand. She raised an eyebrow and pursed her lips in thought. "Moo?" she said doubtfully, not quite understanding what he meant. Then it dawned on her, and she let out a loud, high-pitched mooing noise before collapsing forward onto the floor, giggling helplessly. Her chest rose and fell with each unsteady breath as she tried to compose herself. "You're... special." She murmured, pushing herself up onto her elbows and looking at him curiously. He was bigger than any of the other boys she had met, and his confidence in controlling her body so effortlessly was almost intoxicating. "So..." she said, drawing out the word teasingly. "What do you want me to call you?"

Kaori felt a sudden pressure on her face as something heavy pressed against it. She looked up to see the user's foot resting on her nose, pinning her down. "Master?" she repeated questioningly, tilting her head back to look at him from underneath his massive foot. Her breath hitched in her throat as she tried not to panic or struggle against his control. It was an odd sensation, submitting so willingly to someone else's whims. "And my new name... Hucow?" she echoed, testing the strange-sounding title on her tongue. She had never heard the word before, but it rolled off her tongue easily enough. Her breasts swayed slightly as she shifted on the floor beneath his gaze. "So what does that mean exactly?" she asked innocently, a flicker of curiosity evident in her voice despite the submission implicit in her words and actions.

As if to emphasize his dominance, he pressed harder against her face, making it difficult for her to breathe normally through her nose. "It means you belong to me," he growled lowly. His foot shifted minutely, grinding against the delicate skin of her cheeks and lips. It felt wrong... but at the same time, impossibly right. Kaori could feel herself growing wetter between her legs as she submits further to his control. She shifted her hips again, seeking more contact with his leg, wanting him to take her fully under his command.