Royal Showoffs
by tannim
October 19, 2012

	"It is certainly good to be in Cape Suzette." Princess Lotta smiled.  She looked more preoccupied than glad to be out of her country and its troubles, though. "Er... Forgive me if I am too forward, but... do ALL women of this city, well, GROW so much down there?"

	The vixen gestured vaguely toward Miss Cunningham's swollen cunt clearly outlined through her pants.  Molly standing next to her was even more obvious with nearly a quarter of her outer pussy lips visible on either side of the crotch of her coveralls.  A couple pictures of Mary Lamb were nearby where Becky had hidden them and Molly had found them.  Mary's well trained inner labia were fully visible hanging almost to the floor.

	"No, not really." Becky tried to keep her cheeks from flushing.  She was used to people noticing her pumped genitals, but this was royalty! "It's more of a hobby for a select few.  I don't know anybody else who enlarges herself like this."

	"What about Mrs. Snarly, Mommy?" Molly looked up from using her oversized vulva as a lap-desk to color on. "She is big, too!"

	"Those are her breasts, Molly, not her cunny."

	Princess Lotta looked from Mother to daughter, they seemed so casual about their bodies.  The large pilot hadn't seemed shocked by their feminine size and neither had the young boy, yet in her country, they would have drawn stunned silence from some and anger in others.  She was impressed... and intrigued.

	"If it is not too much, could I get a better look?" The princess gestured around the room. "There are no men in here.  I would be honored to see you both naked.  It is just I have never seen a pumped woman before." She laughed at Molly's hmph. "OR a an even bigger pumped girl."

	Becky hesitated, but she'd shown herself off before and Molly was stripping anyway. "Alright.  Since my daughter is half naked anyway, you can have your peak."

	Shirts came off easily, showing a relatively normal pair of breasts for Rebecca, just slightly longer nipples at a full inch and a half, and a normal, if girlishly chubby, flat chest for Molly.  Rebecca pants easily dropped to the floor followed by her panties, to show her cantaloupe sized vulva between her legs and protruding in front of them.  It pressed visibly against her inner thighs to form a pretty bulge of compressed flesh.

	Princess Lotta leaned forward, surprised at how the inner lips were a bit longer and extended out of Miss Cunningham's vulva just like a budding flower.  She liked the thicker looking clitoris at the top of the woman's cunt, too.  The whole thing looked enormous but didn't seem to trouble Becky at all as she stood there, fully exposed.  It took a moment for a thought to make it's way up.

	"You wear nothing to support your breasts?"

	"Not usually.  I find it lets males see them better.  When they see them better, they give better prices.  Business before modesty, especially if they don't really get to see them anyway beyond the silhouettes."

	"Mommy? I can't get them down." Molly tugged at her rear, but the strap to her overalls had caught on the chair behind her when she'd dropped it down.

	Lotta didn't move to help.  The vixen was fascinated by watching Becky walk as she hurried over.  There was a slight bowing of her legs, but otherwise, Miss Cunningham seemed to squeeze her thighs together instead of making room.  The way her legs squeezed while moving made the bear's pumped pussy shift back and forth in the most interesting way.

	Inner lips slid in opposite directions, giving brief glimpses into the deeper reddish interior in the middle of each step.  The outer lips shifted at a slower speed so that they had the effect of rubbing the softer inner flaps.  Strands of clear fluid occasionally stuck to them and stretched from labia to labia, too.  Lotta wandered if it was arousing just to walk with a pussy mound like that.

	As Molly's vulva was bared, though, Princess Lotta stopped paying any attention to the girl's mother.  The six year old's outer vaginal flesh was enormous.  It was nearly as big as the cub's torso and even somewhat wider! Her labia spread out under her, too, where it pressed to the floor and her clothing was stuck under it.

	Even as she watched, Molly stood up as tall as her legs would allow, then stepped forward in an odd waddle.  Lotta was surprised she hadn't noticed how difficult walking was for the six year old before.  The girl's legs had bowed around her vagina a bit to make walking easier, but she still had to drag that weight around under her.  It looked terribly inconvenient.

	Princess Lotta felt she had to say something, but only one thing came to mind. "Amazing..."

	"Uh huh!" Molly turned around for the vixen, happy the other girl liked seeing her. "It feels really good pumping it."

	Lotta licked her lips at how far in front and behind the girl's mound stuck out from her side profile.  It was much wider than her legs.  No wonder Molly's clothes hadn't managed to fully hide her vulva, there was too much to fit into normal clothing.  The six year old stopped with her butt to the princess.  

	Lotta found she had a perfect view of the girl's soft looking anal ring along with the rest of Molly's rear.  Molly's pussy had bulged back after pressing against the floor, spreading her buttocks wide.  A curious bulge of flesh just past the center of her perineum, where her vagina ended and her anus started, caught her attention.  It looked like something had pressed into there hard for a long time.

	"What is that, Mrs. Cunningham?"

	"Hmm? Oh, the bulge there? That's where the back of the cup seals around her mound.  I've got one like that too." Rebecca smiled, then turned to show off her own ass. "Well, mine is a fair bit smaller, but looks basically the same otherwise."

	"I see.  You both do have pretty rears.  Um... I hope you do not mind my asking, but are you both aroused?" Princess Lotta sounded more hopeful than anything with that question. "The light shines off the inner lips too much to be dry and I see Molly has left a trail behind her when she walked forward.  Does it really feel so good?"

	Becky glanced at the floor and the dark streak leading from her daughter's clothing to where Molly stood.  She'd gotten used to Molly's "Snail Trails".  They really were a chore to clean up when the girl wandered around naked for too long.  All it took was some soapy water to get it up, but Molly could leave it all over.  Sometimes she was glad her pumping hadn't been as successful.

	"It DOES feel good.  Especially walking." Miss Cunningham decided to just be honest. "Every step my legs squeeze my lips together and it really can grow arousing.  Usually it isn't too bad, though.  We get used to it, but there is always at least a hint of arousal just from friction."

	"You make it sound so clinical." The vixen crossed her arms.

	Molly waddled over to hug her mother around the leg. "Can I get my gear? It's almost five."

	The older bear rubbed her ears, still focused on Lotta instead. "What? Oh, yes, I guess.  You don't mind if she goes ahead and has her afternoon pumping do you?"

	"Will the princess do it too?"

	Becky looked over. "I don't know.  Would you like to feel it for yourself?"

	"I do not think my people would like if their princess came back looking like that." Lotta gestured to Molly as the girl left the room.

	"Oh you won't look like that from one session.  It takes years of dedication to grow even as big as I am." Miss Cunningham sat down on the couch. "Molly started... I guess I started her, when she was pretty much a baby.  I'd just lost a boyfriend and he'd given me this strange hobby kit.  Anyway, she's like that because she started VERY young.  You won't find any long lasting results from doing it once."

	"It doesn't hurt?"

	"Not even a little." She shook her head at the vixen's doubtful expression. "If you over do it, yes, it will hurt, but if you eat too much ice cream, that also hurts too."

	Lotta gave in to the temptation, she just had to feel it. "Oh alright.  How would I start?" Her fingers tugged her dress down, revealing a pleasantly bare groin with nothing covering it. "I assume I have to do that first."

	Becky was impressed.  She figured the princess would be a bit shy about showing off, instead the fox looked comfortable being exposed.  The woman had a good amount of pubic hair covering a mature looking pussy.

	Lotta's outer lips were reasonably thick but didn't really stand out.  Her inner lips did peak out from between them for what looked about half an inch.  They looked rather like a butterfly.  She could tell it was a natural pout rather than a willful stretching like Mary Lamb's long pussy lips.  The didn't look as dark or worn from tugging.

	"That dark hair really IS your natural color!" Rebecca flushed. "Sorry."

	"Yes, it's my natural color.  I would never dye my hair.  Now what?"

	"Now we need to get you oiled up.  Oiling makes a better seal for the cup pump.  Our fur makes a proper seal impossible, but enough oil and pressure takes care of that.  There is still air leaking in though.  I find it helps moderate the pressure and lets me enjoy sucking that air back out again."

	The vixen leaned back and spread her legs, still only naked from the waist down. "Now oiling, i am used to.  It is quite popular among young men to have their women slick.  You may have the honor of application."

	Becky pursed her lips to hide her laugh. "Oh, of COURSE your highness.  It would be a pleasure." She giggled. "Actually, I enjoy applying it.  I may not find girls too attractive..." Miss Cunningham pulled a bottle of oil from a cabinet before pouring some into her hand.  It was still a bit cool when she cupped Lotta's vulva a moment later. "but a pussy really does feel good.  So soft and hot and pliable.  Not like a male's dick, which is just hard and in the way.  Those are good for other things, but fondling a hot soft slit is better."

	"I can't imagine mine is all that interesting to you in that respect, Miss Cunningham.  You must be more used to women that are too big to hold in one hand."

	Neither women noticed Molly come back with the cardboard box on her special cunt carrier wagon.  Lotta was more interested in Becky slathering her labia and pubic fur with copious amounts of oil.  The bear didn't miss digging her fingers into a single vaginal fold and even worked a bit under the princess's clit hood.

	Princess Lotta's legs closed a few times but Rebecca gently nudged them apart again to keep rubbing the soft womanly vulva. Her fingers slid under the vixen to knead around her butt cheeks, then between them, pulling out repeatedly for more.  It was no wonder the chairs were all wooden, uncushioned, and very clean throughout the room.  They had to have been cleaned pretty much every day with so much oil spilling onto them!

	"Can I help?" Molly pushed in next to her mother.

	"There's not enough to need help with, dear.  You can make sure the pumps work for now.  Remember, we'll need the spare this time." Becky gave one last wet pat to the fox's cunt. "My, you're already bigger."

	"It is hard not to get hot from that very... thorough, massage!" The white of her muzzle fur was a hint darker from the flush of arousal. "Is your always so intimate when oiling, Molly?"

	The little girl sat the hand pump down on her pussy mound. "Uh huh.  It makes pumping lots of fun! Are you going to get big too?"

	"I hope not!" Princess Lotta's tone made even her ears wilt a bit. "Sorry, I mean, I won't mind a little puffier but I don't think big is for me." She turned her attention to the pile of acrylic cups on Molly's cart.  One huge one was very similar to a large fish bowl, if not for the tube sticking out of it. "That one is yours?"

	"Uh huh! Can you help me put it on?" Molly hopped up onto a chair, or at least climbed up it since her pussy made hopping difficult.

	The little girl spread her legs and Lotta stared at the cub's oversized cunt sagging down almost to the floor off the edge of the chair.  Seeing so much flesh hanging down was hard to take in.  Especially with the protruding inner labia parted from both Molly's spread legs and the pressure of dangling down.  Lotta had a clear view inside them for at least six inches.  There was so much reddish pink cunt flesh to see in there.

	Since she'd already committed to trying it, the fox picked up Molly's cup.  Even for Lotta's adult frame, it felt far too big.  It was several inches wider even than the cub's pussy mound, too.  At least there was no down how it had to go on.  She was about to try when both Molly and Becky stopped her.

	"You have to oil it first, silly." Molly giggled and lifted her foot up to wiggle a toe between Lotta's own oily thighs. "Like this."

	Miss Cunningham pat her back and set down a bowl filled with the stuff. "It's just like I did for you, only a WHOLE lot more so.  Don't keep her waiting.  I did it for you, you can do it for her."

	Molly swung her legs patiently, then pressed them together around her vulva when Princess Lotta pressed her oil slicked hand over her left inner labia.  Lotta's touch was much less sure than her mom's, but she still liked it.  The woman rubbed a few inches, then found she needed to dip her hand again for more.

	"Try cupping your palm to hold more if you want to speed it up.  I don't think she'll really mind you taking a while though.  She hasn't cum yet today." Becky hummed at Molly's sudden fidgeting. "Or maybe she has.  You should wait for your pumping, Molly, before masturbating."

	"I didn't touch myself!" She giggled. "Kit did the touching."

	"So much sexual interest is not healthy for a girl your age." Lotta pat Molly's mound, just above her clitoris. "You could become a slave to your body."

	The girl looked to her mom, who shrugged. "I don't want to be a slave, but Kit liked it and its fun."

	"It's harmless in moderation, I suppose." Lotta dipper her hand in the oil again and held her fingers up to let it drizzle over Molly's labia. "What do you and Kit do?"

	While Molly talked, The princess explored her giant pussy lips.  She tried to do what Becky had done for hers, but it took so much oil.  Her entire hand disappeared into the gap between Molly's inner and outer lips before touching the join deep inside.

	The girl's mother was right about how pleasantly hot a woman's pussy was and how soft and pliable it was.  Molly was even softer.  There was so much puffiness to the over pumped mound that it gave considerably under pressure.  It was like pushing into a latex balloon filled with hot water.  Press on one spot and the rest bulged a bit to make room.

	Oil seeped into the crevices steadily as Lotta dipped her hand again and again.  The thought that just pouring it onto the girl would be faster popped into her head, but when she saw the happy look on Molly's face she understood why hands were better.  It was far more intimate and loving.

	As the vixen grew more comfortable touching the six year old, she found the puffy lips to be less smooth than she'd thought initially.  There were the same vaginal wrinkles in those pumped lips as her flat normal pair had.  They were just more subtle and she found herself tracing them between the lips.

	Molly shifted as Lotta explored further.  Her oil soaked fur tickled even more when the princess slid both hands under the girl.  A new pair of hands touching her pussy was always a new experience, even when they were doing the same thing.  

	She'd never had anybody slide all the way down the gap between each pussy flap to the back of her vagina before.  Princess Lotta's fingers came out and rubbed right over her rear hole to bump into her little bear tail.  Molly laughed and clapped her hands.

	"Oh, do that again! Please? You have to oil there really well, hee hee."

	"I think that's oiled well en... ok then." Miss Cunning ham shook her head at their guest doing as asked. "After that little speech? You're just encouraging her."

	Lotta laughed, her chest wes pressed to the girl's mound with her arms rubbing the cub's rear. "What is advice but something to ignore? She is very pleasant to touch.  I can feel her lips squeezing around my arms and I am not even in the middle." The vixen slid back out and cupped another handful of oil. "I think that area is taken care of... but there is still so much to do!"

	Molly played with her hand pump while she watched Lotta rub oil into the top of her pubic mound.  Since she had no real pubic fur there, it went pretty quickly until the fox got to her clit hood.  Two fingers gently pulling it back brought a giggle of appreciation from the little girl.  Their princess was copying what had been done to her own pussy quite well up there.

	Becky enjoyed the surprise on Princess Lotta's face at the size of her daughter's clitoris.  Pumping had filled it out to more than double what a normal bear's clit would be, even as an adult.  It could stick out like a thumb when Molly's labia were parted and she was heavily aroused.  The six year old could easily rub it like a little dick between two or three fingers and was fond of doing just that.

	Lotta figured it out too.  "Not just your lips have grown!" Her oily hand squeezed around and stroked it. "You are practically a boy, Molly."

	"I am not!" She crossed her arms, pump still held in her hand, but laughed a moment later while squirming. "Hehe, but you can keep playing with that anyway if you want."

	"If she does it'll be even longer before you get to pump, Molly." Miss Cunningham crouched next to Lotta. "I think you may want to move on or you'll have her wanting to use her toys on you."

	The princess let go, though was intrigued by the toys the girl may have. She didn't ask about them as she simply smeared more and more oil over the child's enormous mound. Scrubbing her hands between the two inner lips was just as pleasant as the outside pair, but Molly's pussy gripped better and was wetter even without the extra oil.  Lotta pushed her hand in, she never bottomed out all the way to her elbow.

	Becky slid a finger into their friend's pussy from the back. "You don't need to go QUITE so deep, but I don't think she'll complain if you do."

	Lotta pulled her arm out and ran both oiled hands around the farthest outside rim were Molly's cunt lips joined her thighs.  There was a light coating of soft fur near her groin that gave way to smoother flesh near the top of her cunt.  It all needed to be coated.  By the time she'd finally finished, the woman was sure she'd used over a gallon on the girl.

	Sitting back, she noticed Molly looking much wetter than the oil would have left her.  The six year old had gotten heavily aroused from it just like Lotta had.  A quick peak down at Rebecca showed that her melon sized mound, too, was wet with lust.  Pumping was much more interesting than she'd expected so far.

	"Would you like to grease ME up, too?" Becky sat on Lotta's seat and pat her chubby cunt.

	"I want to, Mommy!" Molly hopped off the chair with a wet oily splat and waddled over.

	Lotta followed the bear cub, then fetched the bowl of oil when she remembered they needed it. "How about we share?"

	Miss Cunningham grunted at their hands both rubbing over her thick nether lips.  She was used to Molly or even Kit rubbing oil into her pubic fur and sex, but they'd always done it one at a time.  Having four hands all massaging her labia in four different directions was much more intense.  Her naturally slick feminine fluids fought the oil for which made her sex the shiniest.  The attention was driving her arousal further.

	"Oh! Erm..." Becky clenched her thighs around the hands and her pussy.

	Fingers scrubbed around her inner thighs and down between her fat lips just as her lovers had enjoyed before.  Princess Lotta found her clitoris and decided to spend quite a bit of time dribbling oil over it, far more than was needed for that overly sensitive area.  Molly focused on the hardest to reach area, the back of her mommy's cunny and perineum.  Neither stopped at the older bear's obvious growing lust.

	"Girls... GIRLS!" Rebecca moaned. "Going to cum... That's enough! I'm oiled!"

	Lotta pat Miss Cunningham's pubic mound just above her clitoris. "Oh, hush, it's bad manners to leave a friend hanging.  You do look pretty all flushed like this."

	The comment made Becky's cheek fur darken further, but it was Molly pressing her muzzle against her mom's pussy that made her lose her composure. Molly ground her nose and lips into the oily cunt flesh and blew a wet silly sounding raspberry on it.  The girl giggled at the noise and her mommy's hips bucking lewdly into her face and the air a moment later.

	Rebecca's muscles spasmed all over her body.  The vibration and pressure from Molly's muzzle along with Lotta's friendly patting pushed her into orgasm.  Both her eyes went wide, her jaw clenched, most of her body stiffened, but her hips kept hunching up into the still moving hands scrubbing over her sensitive labial folds.

	It took four seconds before Miss Cunningham could come down from it.  Both breasts rose and fell rapidly with her heavy breathing for another several seconds before she could do anything else but stare at her friends.  After one last deep breath she lunged off her chair and hugged her daughter tightly.

	"You know what that does to me, Molly!" The shared the hug and Becky kissed Molly's forehead. "Thank you... though now I'm going to be too sensitive for much pressure for a while."

	"Orgasm affects it?" Lotta sounded surprised. "I figured you would orgasm as you did it anyway."

	"Oh it affects pumping." Rebecca fetched the box of cups. "The suction makes it feel like something is pulling on every bit of your pussy at once.  If it's really sensitive, you feel it much more." She pulled out a cup and held it to the princess's groin.  Too big. "If you've ever had a partner keep rubbing, and rubbing too much, you might have an idea how it feels." Another cup, then another, then she finally found one that covered Lotta's entire groin with three inches of space in between it and the woman's vulva. "Good.  This one fits.  Molly connect the hose for her."

	The vixen watched somewhat impatiently at the little girl screwing a bolt in place and connecting the attached tube to the hand pump.  There were so many steps and so much equipment needed it seemed.  Just the preparation was taking a long time.

	"How long do you usually do this? It seems like a lot of work for something so... unusual."

	Molly handed her the hand pump before fetching her own enormous cup, tube and pump already attached and dangling freely. "Twice a day, usually.  It's a lot of fun." She offered her cup to Lotta. "Can you help put it on?"

	Again Molly climbed onto the chair, it was no wonder she was thin if she did that so often, and again presented her oversized vagina.  Princess Lotta pressed the fishbowl like cup to the child and pushed it up.  The fit was tight, but the girl's mound fit in fully with six full inches around it to spare.  Some of the oil had rubbed off, though, and pooled on the bottom of the cup.

	"Is that ok?"

	"Uh huh. Thank you." Molly bent almost in half to grab her hand pump and didn't wait to give it a squeeze.

	The look on her face moments after the air hissed out of its one way valve made Lotta think of a drug addict.  She seemed so happy and relieved happy sigh and just kept pulling the trigger on the hand pump with her eyes watching the pressure gauge on top.  Every few squeezes she looked down at her pussy, then back to the gauge.

	Princess Lotta found it fascinating to watch the six year old's vaginal mound pulse in time to each squeeze.  Its fleshy lips darkened as the air was sucked out around them.  They swelled visibly, if slowly, inside the enormous cup until the six inches just didn't seem like it would be enough space to swell into.  Molly's clitoris stood up stiff and visible at the front while it too thickened into the vacuum.

	There was a slight noise of air very slowly sliding past the oil around her groin fur, but overall, the lubrication kept the seal fine.  Lotta looked away to Becky to see that she also had her cup on and squeezing her pump.  The bear's cup wasn't nearly as big as her daughter's but it was still quite large, especially compared to the one in Lotta's hand.

	Rebecca stood, scooted her chair over to Lotta's and sat down next to her. "Slide your cup over like you did for Molly." Her cup smoothly slid over her small melon sized mound. "Then hold it with one hand and squeeze with the other.  After a bit of air is pulled out, the suction will hold it on for you and you can do whatever you like with your free hand.  I enjoy reading or rubbing my breasts... or tickling Molly when she isn't expecting it."

	Lotta waited to see Becky's own pussy swelling into the cup before putting her own on.  It was weird feeling the acrylic lip pressing around her groin and even weirder when she squeezed the pump.  As they'd told her, it really did feel like something was pulling on every inch of her vulva at once.  It wasn't exactly a sexual sensation, but her labia did slide against each other rather pleasantly as they were pulled somewhat away from her body.

	She couldn't really FEEL her pussy lips swelling, but Lotta could certainly see them thickening and slowly filling the cup.  The effect wasn't nearly as impressive as her friends', but it was plenty for a vixen who has never seen her cunt so large before.  Her hand squeezed the pump faster out of excitement and nerves.

	"It looks so big!" Princess Lotta sounded breathless.

	"You're certainly bigger.  It doesn't take long to see results doing this, but if you were to take it off now, you'd quickly shrink back to normal.  It takes several minutes to have it last more than thirty seconds to a minute out of the cup." Becky never stopped squeezing as she spoke, though her tempo slowed down once she hit her desired pressure. "Pumping fast is fine, but remember to stop before it hurts.  You'll feel the tension growing.  That's good, feeling it hurt is not.  Hurting means you're damaging yourself.  Let go of the pump and wait for the air to leak out.  If it's hurting a lot, you can press the release valve on the back of the pump instead for a faster pressure drop."

	The fox watched where Miss Cunningham pressed and experimented with it.  There was a loud hiss and an instant pressure release with it.  She was glad to know about that safety feature, but was disappointed when her vulva shrank noticeably almost immediately.  Lotta let go of the release valve and pumped furiously on the trigger again to build it back up.  Her enthusiasm had her grabbing the valve again moments later as the pressure built right up to painful as Becky had warned her about.

	"Try going a bit slower." Rebecca grabbed the other woman's shaking hand with her free hand and helped squeeze the trigger at a slower pace. "It takes practice to figure out where you want the pressure at for comfort and results."

	Lotta squeezed her legs around the cup.  Pumping was a bit more complicated than it had sounded, though not by much if you had the equipment, but it felt surprisingly good if not overdone.  With Miss Cunningham's hand on hers to keep her from going to fast, the vixen's royal pussy steadily grew inside her cup.

	Slow squeezes were gently, but a few fast ones in a row gave her labia a surprisingly pleasant series of tugs.  The steady stream of air leaking out through her oiled fur helped her enjoy that tugging far more often, which made her understand why Molly could still being doing exactly the same to her mound after pumping for a minute or two longer.  Using the air leak was part of the fun.  Even if it did make her hand tired to keep at it.

	"Is there an automated pump? I think my hand is cramping."

	Molly nodded. "Uh huh! Mr. Khan has one in his big building.  It's really fun.  Mommy won't let me use it again for a while though."

	Becky ignored the semi-angry pout. "You're only just getting small enough to walk easier again, Molly.  You're legs need to grow a bit longer before I even THINK of letting you use that system more than once or twice a week!"

	"Aw, I like being big." The little girl giggled. "Everybody pays attention to me and boys really want to hang around me."

	"Yes, but it's hard for you to get around, too." Becky leaned back against her chair and squeezed her thighs together around her cup.  It hissed loudly and popped off with a wet schlup.  Rebecca kept pumping and shoved it right back on. "It does feel good to just pop it off like that and suck it right back on."

	Lotta smiled and tugged on her own cup as though about to try the trick herself.  It hadn't felt like much of anything when hers had popped off before, but she hadn't swollen much at the time.  Maybe it felt better if her pussy were further along.

	Around her, Molly and her mother were quiet, either lost in thought or just enjoying their suction.  The atmosphere in the room was rather soothing without even a radio to distract them from their bodies.  Princess Lotta found her body confused by the excitement and attention focused around her vulva and the lack of extra stimulation from the quiet surroundings.

	Molly let out a cute long groan from her oversized cunny stretching to fill the extra space around it inside the cup.  The vixen felt much better at the sound of pleasure.  It helped build her excitement again as the minutes passed.  Rebecca made her own pleasured grunts as the pumping session wore on, but Lotta kept her attention on Molly and herself.

	Her young friend had only about an inch of extra space left out of the six she'd started with.  Nearly half a foot of swelling! She had no idea where all that extra vaginal mass had come from and neither bear looked shocked to see so much growth.  The idea that it was normal to them was hard for her mind to handle.

	Lotta had to ask. "How does it get so BIG? Where is all that coming from?"

	Molly tapped her enormous cup. "I dunno.  It just happens."

	"We don't really know the medical science of it.  It's safe enough, though.  She weighs exactly the same too." Miss Cunningham climbed to her feet and continued squeezing the trigger standing. "How is your hand holding up?"

	"I think it's cramping." The fox let go and sighed in disappointment at the steady reduction in pressure.  She looked down at her vulva to see it still fatter than normal, but shrinking down again. "I'll have to switch hands.  It's going down already.  How long does it take to keep it from going down so fast?"

	"It varies woman to woman I guess." Rebecca lewdly ground her hips in the air as the steady hissing of the pump kept her pussy from losing its gains. "I take around forty minutes.  Molly only takes fifteen to twenty.  Even those change, though."

	Lotta struggled through another few minutes with a stream of questions for Becky to answer.  Her friend knew a lot but was vague on the actual mechanics.  From the results of their hobby, knowing how it really worked wasn't important to enjoy it.  If only it was easier to work the pump.

	"Ow! My hands are too tired to keep going." Lotta set it down and tugged her cup off. "Oh! That air feels Cold!"

	"Those small cups do trap a lot of hot air inside.  Taking them off just lets the heat out.  Sometimes that's a lot of fun, others it's annoying." Rebecca let go of her pump, too, to stretch her hand as a break. "Your hand will get stronger with practice."

	Princess Lotta looked at her pump. "In Macadamia, we had foot powered fans.  Those just waved back and forth.  These are just back and forth motions too.  Maybe a foot powered pump would be easier."

	Molly frowned as she considered the idea, never letting up on her own pumping. "That sounds funny.  Don Karnage rubbed me with his feet when I was on his big plane! They were kind of stinky."

	Both women looked at each other.  They weren't sure how it was related or how to respond to it. Lotta especially was lost so latched onto the pump idea instead.

	"It's a board on a roller set between two holders.  You just rock it back and forth with a foot.  I think it would make pumping easier anyway."

	Becky looked thoughtful as she worked her pump again. "Actually, I think I've seen those on sewing machines.  I suppose that could work, though I imagine my ankle would get just as tired as my hand used to."

	Lotta squeezed her puffy pussy.  The pumping really had left it feeling and looking thicker.  Her vaginal flesh had never felt so lush before, then again, she'd never paid that much attention to it beyond trying to orgasm quickly whether from a man, her hand, or even another woman.  She felt a thrill at feeling it.

	"This feels much better than I had expected." Princess Lotta closed her legs as tight as she could and giggled. "You are right, that is rather arousing.  The men in my country would be howling in anger though.  Tradition has them wanting a very small vagina on wives or lovers.  Many prefer even childlike holes so they can feel big." She stroked her pubic hair. "My matrons were upset enjoy just because I would not shave myself here."

	Molly stopped her pumping and let the air hiss out slowly. "Kit and Wildcat and Mr. Khan all like me."

	"Yes... too much at times." Her mom smiled fondly. "Though they have behaved themselves so far." Becky pat Lotta's knee. "You could start a new tradition.  As their ruler they pretty much have to listen to you.  Show them that women will choose how they look!"

	Lotta was about to answer when Molly distracted her.  The six year old drummed on the cup with her feet rapidly.  They were simple light bumps with her heel, but by the pleasured look on her face and her flushed cheeks it was clearly a form of masturbation.  There were so many unique possibilities with such a big vaginal mound, not one of which she'd ever have thought of on her own.

	"Do you do that, often, Molly?"

	"Uh huh." The young bear switched hands for her pump and built her pressure back up again.

	Her pussy had shrank a bit during the short break, but it quickly filled the whole cup again.  Princess Lotta stared past the still bouncing feet at the reddish pink pussy flesh squishing against the clear acrylic.  Only a small crease down the middle where her labia joined and a small gap where the tube connected didn't touch the plastic.  White fog from the girl's steamy cunt covered those small portions and made an interesting contrast to darker skin tones of the lips themselves.

	"There was so much space in there... and she filled it ALL up?"

	"Yes... she's gotten good at swelling down there after Shere Khan's industrial vacuum pump." Becky left the room, waddling a little with the cup still sealed around her mound, and came back with a picture. "You can see, she was much bigger than she is now.  The swelling went down considerably.  Luckily that was only a few days of over pumping.  It takes a lot more than a day for growth to stick."

	Lotta smiled at the photo.  It really wasn't THAT much bigger than how the not so little girl's pussy looked nearby.  Molly's legs did bow out wider and the inner labia protruded some inches further, but the outer labia were barely bigger.  Looking at her own mound, the princess saw her inner lips were the more noticeable part.

	She looked to Becky. "The smaller flaps swell the most, don't they?"

	"Mine don't grow out too much.  I see yours do.  I guess it depends on the woman.  Molly certainly has them come out more.  Maybe you both have naturally long labia.  Mine look a bit shorter."

	"Miss Lamb's are REALLY long.  They're fun to pull on!" Molly made a tugging motion and then nuzzled into her hand. "She likes it when I rub them against my muzzle and cunny.  One time she tied them around my hand and Kit's hand, too."

	Lotta shivered at the thought, but she wasn't sure why.  The idea of labia long enough to tie around something sounded kind of gross for some reason.  They looked freakish, too, from the photo she'd seen.  Still, She'd thought the same about vacuum pumping her cunt just a little while ago and that was far more apealing after experiencing it.  Maybe stretching them length wise would be enjoyable too.

	"I Didn't know Kit had even met her." Becky sat and finally unsealed her vagina again.  She sucked it back on and popped it off several times just to feel the comparatively cool air rush in. "Mmm... that does feel good.  Are you about done for now, Molly?"

	"I guess." The six year old thumped her cup a few more times with her heels.

	"Could you help Molly take that off, Princess? You can get a good feel of her too if you really like.  She's very soft."

	Lotta squeezed her thighs together again, but her pussy had nearly shrunk to normal already.  She missed feeling it more than she'd expected.  Maybe touching Molly's would make up for it, she thought.

	The vixen tugged at her young friend's cup, but Molly just looked innocent and kept squeezing the pump.  There was enough pressure around her massive vaginal mound that Lotta couldn't pull it free.  It wasn't until she accidentally dug her fingers into the girl's lightly furred outer labia that she really broke the seal.  Indenting the flesh let air move in.

	She had to push harder against Molly's cunt, but at last Lotta made a big enough dent with one hand to tug the cup off with the other.  It made a loud wet sucking noise, just as Rebecca's had, and it popped free from the cub's vulva.  Oil was everywhere under Molly and she just ignored it to run her hands over herself proudly.  Princess Lotta set the cup down and couldn't stop herself from joining in.

	Becky pulled her chair next to her daughter's and sat with her own vulva in hand's reach of the fox.  "If you'd like, you can compare her's with mine.  Size really makes them feel different."

	Lotta just shook her head and ran her fingers along Molly's soft folds.  She could sink her entire finger length into the girl's pussy flesh.  It was completely engorged with blood, or whatever had made it fill out, yet gave easily under pressure.  When she pulled her finger back the lip just filled back out again.  The wrinkles normally visible in a girl's lips were smoothed out just as her finger indentations.  Molly's pussy was perfectly slick and smooth.

	Molly squeezed her legs together happily when her friend's hand found her clitoris.  She was a bit disappointed when Lotta didn't immediately pleasure her with it, but she got over it.  The princess had a lot to explore so it was ok if she didn't get the attention she wanted there yet.  Her own three fingers were just as good for masturbating it like a little dick when Lotta let go.

	"It really feels good like this, Molly?" Lotta looked to Becky, whose clit was also a little larger than normal. "Even without rubbing your clitoris?"

	"Uh huh!"

	"It makes walking and moving around so hard... it's still worth that trouble to be so..." Princess Lotta ran her hands around Molly's outer labia from front to back. "... Big?"

	"It does?" Molly didn't stop pumping her fingers up and down her clit. "I dunno."

	"She's gotten used to it, I think.  It is inconvenient at times, but it really is a pleasure for me to constantly feel my vagina squeezed between my legs as I walk." Rebecca pat her cunt. "When I'm driving I can feel the vibrations in it through the seat.  When I'm flying I can, well, distract Baloo with it.  He really doesn't like them big.  It's fun to tease him by dropping the keys down there and making him reach between my legs to grab them.  The pleasure from it makes it worth the few difficulties I currently face with it, but I'm not sure about being THAT big." She looked at her daughter. "Molly has some trouble going to the bathroom for one thing."

	The princess didn't even try to imagine it, instead she slid her arm up to the elbow into Molly's welcoming sex.  There wasn't even a hint of resistance to it.  Pushing further, Lotta fisted her young friend all the way until the channel narrowed.  Molly's sudden look of discomfort made her stop with almost her entire arm inside the six year old's pussy mound.

	"Can you squeeze around my arm to make it tighter?"

	"Uh huh.  A little." The young bear's belly visibly clenched and Princess Lotta felt light muscular contractions squeezing her arm.

	They were stronger the deeper in they went but she could feel them throughout most of Molly's mound.  Around four inches from the entrance they faded to very weak with just a little pulsing like she could do with her own labia.  Lotta briefly wondered if any male would be long enough to fuck such a girl.  She dismissed it immediately, of course there would be a few, there were always those gifted ones ladies prized so much no matter how much it hurt to take them.  After a moment's thought, the vixen recalled something.  Small males may be able to enjoy it too.

	The fox pulled her arm fully out easily. "You know.  If you practice clenching, you could probably strengthen your grip, Molly.  I think your friend Kit would enjoy that a lot.  There are muscles inside you that you can work out just as you would your arms and legs."

	Becky looked interested. "Can they? I never really thought of trying."

	"Some men prefer their lovers to do it in my country and many others.  It can be pleasurable to train for both." Lotta slid a finger into herself. "Press something in, then simply squeeze around it.  Relax, then squeeze again.  Do that often enough, and you'll be able to clench much tighter.  I've seen a woman even draw a weighted bar into her body that way without using anything but her vaginal muscles."

	"That sounds funny." Molly laughed. "Can I try it, mommy?"

	"You may as well, I think it'll be good for you anyway." Rebecca leaned back in her chair and rubbed at her clit hood around the base of her clitoris. "Well, Princess? What do you think of our hobby?"

	Lotta looked from mother to daughter. "I am not sure what I think of it.  You both obviously enjoy it and I did enjoy feeling larger.  However, I do not think I would want to be that way all the time.  To be so devoted to my genitals could be detrimental to my health.  Men in my country would not like it, especially, and would make life very difficult for me when my father steps down."

	"But you at least enjoyed experiencing it.  I'm sure that's enough.  You shouldn't let traditions and men stand in the way of what you want as Queen, though.  You will be in charge, what you say goes.  Make them either accept it or make their lives hell." Rebecca squeezed Lotta's hand. "If you'd like.  You may take the small cup with you when you leave.  I cannot afford to give away the hand pump though."

	Molly looked at the small pump cup. "My vagina used to fit in this? Wow, it's really tiny!"

	"Mine did, too, dear.  You saw how well it filled out with Lotta in it.  We both started small."

	"Would Mrs. Lamb fit in it, mommy?"

	Lotta looked back at the picture on the table. "I doubt she'd fit with those lips.  I imagine she has a lot of trouble doing things like Molly does."

	Miss Cunningham shrugged. "Not really, she can just wrap her labia around her waist like a belt or even slip them inside of her vagina.  She doesn't have any trouble at all.  Unlike pumping, stretching like that doesn't have to be visible."

	"It doesn't?" Princess Lotta tapped the cup she'd used thoughtfully, then picked up the picture to study Mary Lamb. "Do you think I could meet your friend? If it's not too visible, I think I'd like to give that a try."
