Lawrence walked in with a small duffel bag. "Well I'm sorry if I don't want to hurtle through the countryside on your super-bike - not that I would have minded being pressed up against you butt for fifty miles; speaking of which," he ended as he gestured toward her posterior.
"What?" the tall redhead started defensively as she turned her head a bit to see what he was talking about. She plucked a piece of multicolored paper from the seat of her pants. "Another taco wrapper?"
"Well you gotta eat something..."
"For the first time ever, we agree. I'm starving, let's see what they've got in the fridge. " With that, the two of them headed into the kitchen. Tori opened the refrigerator; "Unless you know how to make something out of baking soda, mustard, and half a jar of olives - it's empty."
"They left a note..." Lawrence said, picking up a piece of paper from the table. "
Lawrence and Tori, we had both of you come because we knew
that neither one of you would let the other mess with
anything. The plumber should be by sometime this weekend to
fix the upstairs Jacuzzi. There's a pre-signed check behind
the clock on the living-room mantle. We would have gone
shopping, but Aspen waits for no one! We left some money
for food behind the jar of olives. Behave yourselves!
Sue & Sydney
"How much did they leave?" he said - turning to her as Tori moved the jar of olives aside."
She removed a wad of bills from the back of the refrigerator. "Looks like four hundred dollars."
"Four hundred dollars? For two and a half days worth of food?"
"They're rich, they don't know any better!" she remarked, almost giddy.
Lawrence was all smiles himself as he held up the keys to his car.
20 minutes later they were in a suburban luxury grocery store. Lawrence put a box of chocolate truffles from the bakery on the cart. "I can't believe you're buying those! They're like poison!" Tori said as she shot a disapproving glance at the confection.
"Well you have to live a little! And don't think for a second that I didn't see you pick up five chocolate bars in the convenience store on our way up here in the first place."
Tori was shocked, and drew back a little as she thought of an answer, her green eyes wandering to the lower corner on the room. "Those have peanuts... They're for energy alright? At least I work out once in a while." She slapped him on the stomach and the look of surprise was more than a little evident on her face when she found that it was pretty firm. He looked down at her hand, and then back up at her as if to say 'what?'. She met his glance; "Yeah... you're still a wuss."
"Whatever," he said as he started to push the cart down a nearby isle. Blowing a good portion of four hundred dollars on a few days groceries wasn't impossible by any standard, but Lawrence and Tori were both amazed by the amount and luxury of the items that they'd piled onto the cart. Caviar, imported potato chips - the works. Lawrence had actually picked up quite a few gourmet ingredients - this was more than enough ammunition for Tori.
"What, you're gonna cook something?" she started.
"I didn't study at the culinary institute for nothing," he responded matter-of-factly.
"Right you did it so you could make mystery meat in five different languages."
"I happen to be a very good cook, not like you and your jiu-jitsu. At least cooking works."
"What do you mean 'cooking works'?" she said, raising an eyebrow.
"I mean that none of that martial arts stuff does anything, it's just for show," he said with a dismissive shrug as started to pick some vegetables out of a bin. A handful of shallots went flying into the frozen foods section as he was hurled to the floor on his back. Tori instantly had him pinned between her knees as she held his neck outstretched. She looked down at him, and their gazes locked for a moment as she sat on his chest. He felt her muscular thighs pressing against him as he searched for something to say. "Al... alright. That was... good move... I think I dropped my shallots."
"Oh," she said, rising and letting him up. "Shallots... those are these here?" she said as she gestured towards the vegetables more than a bit awkwardly.
"Yeah, that's right," he said as he picked himself up from the floor and started to dust himself off a bit. "Your kung-fu's pretty good I guess."
"Jiu-jitsu... um thanks." She was turning away, and had her head tilted down. Her shoulder length hair fell, and hid the fact that she was blushing a bit, it also kept her from looking directly at Lawrence - who was doing the same. "Are these enough shallots?" she said as she held up a bag she'd stuffed almost to bursting with the green and white stalks.
"Oh... Yeah, that's plenty." It took Lawrence and Tori almost the full twenty minutes they'd remained in the store to settle back into their comfortable, antagonistic rapport. "I can't believe we spent $310 on groceries!"
"I can't believe you spent $310 on groceries gourmet boy."
"Right, and you need three different kinds of caviar?"
"Pop the hatch," she said as she leaned against his car. "It's pretty late, do you suppose that place is open?"
"Huh?" he said as he lifted open the back door of the car.
"That place over there," she said, lifting a bag of groceries into the vehicle as she shot a glance some ways down the parking lot.
"Hmm... Raphaela's shop of Wonders...well the sign's still on, I guess we could go over there if you're interested.
They finished loading up the car, and headed over to the shop. Once inside it looked like a drug store with an ultra techno-gothic design scheme. Tori wandered over to a spinning rack with what looked to be all sorts of tins of mints mounted on it.
"I should have known this was a novelty shop," she remarked as she looked the box over.
"You know they've got some pretty freaky stuff in here," Lawrence said as he placed an oddly colored can back on a shelf.
"Tell me about it, these are supposed to make your breasts grow."
"Well you could certainly use them then!" he quipped sardonically as he gestured towards her meager B-cup bosom.
"Hey!" Tori partially shouted as she slugged him in the ribs. His medium-length brown hair actually whipped to the side as he was suddenly knocked backward a few paces. Tori looked down at her fist, she hadn't meant to hit him that hard, but the little guilt she felt quickly passed after she looked at her chest and thought about what he'd just said. She was really sort of sensitive about that. "They're a dollar fifty, and they've got calcium - I'm buying them for that," she remarked flatly, as if she'd done nothing.
The slender man was rubbing his side, and mustering all of his machismo to pretend it didn't hurt. "On the advice of my third rib I'm going to let that statement stand unchallenged." She quickly raised her fist just to make him flinch.
The woman at the counter was a very tall blonde with flowing, silken hair down to her waist. She was very busty, and she seemed fairly engrossed in a phone conversation. "So your rune just transferred onto her zapper thingy? That's pretty wild... hold on a sec, I've got customers." She took the tin from Tori, and started to ring her up. "Hi, I'm Raphaela! What'd you get there...? Ooh, the Lactoids, I used to use those myself. I used to be a little flat..." she whispered aside to Tori. "You'll get about one permanent cup size for every candy you eat!"
"Umm... right. They're high in calcium?"
"Oh yeah, they've got plenty! You'll need it!"
"Right, with all the lactating I'm going to be doing..." Tori was humoring the woman as she handed her a couple of dollars.
Raphaela handed her the change. "That's the idea!"
They left the store and got into Lawrence's car. He shifted in his seat a bit - his back still hurt. After a few tense minutes on the road he was the first to say something "I suppose I might not have been entirely in line when I made that comment about your breasts. I'm... I apologize," he managed without taking his eyes off the road.
Tori had been looking out of the passenger window; after a few seconds - she looked down at her chest and then over at Lawrence. "Whatever, I guess I shouldn't have hit you so hard. I hope I didn't hurt you... too much."
"I'm fine... You know you shouldn't be so concerned about that. You have... attributes. You're very athletic. You've got a pretty nice butt."
Tori rolled her eyes, she shifted them about a bit before she exhaled deliberately, and started to speak. "I suppose you have a better physique than I would expect for someone who sits in front of a computer twelve hours a day." She then started in a more pointed tone; "And since when are you lookin' at my ass?"
"I'm just saying... around your hips, and y... your ass... There's a certain fullness, yes... a fullness, and a pleasant roundness that one wouldn't really expect to find on a woman as generally athletic as yourself," he managed with quite a bit of flustered gesturing - even as he continued to steer the car.
"Yeah that's the chocolate bars..." she half-said under her breath as she looked down at her crossed arms. "Do you think I'm pretty?"
"What?"
"I'm asking, with all the time you've apparently spent staring at my ass; have you ever looked up and thought that I was pretty?"
"Do you believe I'm handsome?"
She rolled her eyes again, "Maybe..."
He seemed to scan the interior of the car a bit; "I suppose you're all-around, really quite good looking."
"And you're fairly handsome... you're still a wuss though."
"You're a tomboy. And you're f..." the fact that Tori's lightning quick reflexes already had her fist at eye level made him think better of repeating the comment he'd made in the store. "F...freakin' glad were back at the house already aren't ya!" he said as the pulled into the back driveway.
"Nice save Duttweiler."
"Indeed it was Victoria!" She raised her fist again, but he flinched, and that was enough. They started to take the groceries into the house.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call my that? Jeez, you remind me of my stepmother," she said as she placed Some bags on the counter.
"I know," he said as he followed her in with another few bags. "Just don't call me Duttweiler, and I won't call you Victoria... Vicky."
Tori slowly turned to him - obviously peeved; "Just don't go there..."
"All right... I'm sorry. I'll get the other bags okay?"
She sighed; "Fine..." After he walked out the door she removed her leather jacket - exposing her highly toned arms, and the tattoo of a black dragon which encircled her upper-right arm. She took the tin of candies from the small bag it was in and started to look it over once more. She noticed the product story on the backside of the container:
Lactoids are a strong source of calcium and breast growth. Made with the seeds of the cawe plant - they induce bountiful lactation. Nymph-orchid petals are specially processed to enhance breast and nipple sensitivity. The finest of handpicked Hawaiian vanilla ensures rich, delectable flavor. Enjoy!
As she read the mission statement and product description Tori actually thought about what it would be like to have bigger breasts. Her hand wandered up, and cupped her right breast. As her fingers brushed over her nipple she quickly stuffed the tin into her pants pocket, dismissing the claims as simply details of the joke. 'Magic, alchemy, and computer-aided drafting - right.' she thought to herself. About a moment later - Lawrence walked into the room somehow managing to carry four bags of groceries at once. She took two of them from him just as they were about to fall over. "Nice work," she said as she took a candy bar out of one of the bags.
He set the other two bags down. It was then that he noticed her taking a bite out of the candy bar; he'd never noticed what full, sensual lips she had before. He quickly shook his head; "Don't ask how I locked the car." He followed her as she walked to the living room and started to look for something in her bag. He'd started to rub his back when she turned around.
"What's wrong with your back? That's not from when I thew you down is it?" she inquired as she walked over to him.
"No, it's been killing me all week... of course being thrown onto a tile floor didn't help at all but..."
Tori rolled her eyes, her gaze shifted about the room a bit before finally settling on a day bed. She started to remove the pillows from it, "Here, take off your shirt and lie down. Lawrence took off his shirt, and lied face down on the day bed; Tori took up a position astride him. She started to massage his back, but then leaned down close to his face. "If you tell any of our friends about this; I swear I will snap you neck," she said in a mock-threatening tone.
"Agreed. With that she resumed the back-rub. All of the tension seemed to melt away from his body. "That feels fantastic... where did you learn to do that?"
"I took some classes in massage therapy, its really no big deal," she said as she continued to massage the muscles of his back.
"I take it I'm not even allowed to hint that you straddled me?"
"I've really got you pinned down here, and your back is sore, how mad do you want to make me?"
"Not at all... you're really good at this."
"Thanks..." she trailed off as she continued to rub his back. She'd never really taken any notice before, but he actually had sort of a nice body. She could easily enough tell that he didn't work out much, but he was pretty lean. She continued to massage him, sort of enjoying herself; and she soon couldn't help but notice his thick, richly dark hair. Her hand actually wandered up his neck, and she started to run her fingers through it.
"Tori?" he asked, turning back a little.
She was shaken from her reverie and quickly started to compose herself. "Umm... how's you back?"
"It's a lot better. Thank you."
"It's no problem really," she said as she climbed off of him. "I'm glad to help; I was kind of rough with you earlier." She started to leave the room just as he was getting up.
"Don't worry about it, I suppose I was sort of asking for it," he got out as she started up the stairs.
A bit later that evening Tori stepped out of the shower and into her room. It was pretty late, and she was absolutely beat. She toweled herself off and slipped into a pair of panties and an oversized T-shirt before removing a few bottles of vitamins from her bag. She took various amounts of the nutritional supplements, as well as a few of the Lactoids for the calcium. At this point she wasn't even thinking of the novelty promises. Still quite wiped from the long day and hot shower she immediately fell asleep. It took a little while for anything to happen, but it was only the very shortest span of time before her bosom started to slowly swell. As she lay there on her side her breasts steadily pushed outwards, seeming to pick up momentum as the candies took full effect. She was very tall, and despite being oversized - the T-shirt came less than half of the way down her athletic thighs. It was pulled up higher and higher as her breasts expanded into the D, the double-D range. As they swelled to the size of ripe grapefruits the shirt was stretched quite tightly around them - hugging them like a second skin, and doing nothing to conceal her ample new endowments. The milk sloshed audibly in her chest as she rolled onto her back - her breasts swaying back and forth on her chest after the rest of her came to a stop. Her cotton panties were now completely exposed, and the shirt stated to ride up her taught tummy as she continued even then to swell. One could almost hear the milk filing out her bosom as her breasts continued to grow. Slowly but surely - she was becoming more buxom with each passing second. Her breasts finally swelled to the size of volleyballs, and she rolled over onto her other side - her bloated breasts sloshing and resting against each other like water balloons as the now constricting T-shirt did its best to contain them.
Tori was slow to awake. She wasn't the least bit surprised to find her hand between her thighs - it somehow always wound up there. As she started to sit up in bed her shirt felt tight, and she was more than a bit surprised by the unfamiliar weight on her chest. She looked down, and jumped back with a start. Her huge bloated boobs rebounded against her chest, and swayed back and forth as she leaned against the headboard - panting. "What the hell?" she half-shouted as she gazed down at her cavernous cleavage. Tentatively - she brought her hands up and cupped her enormous breasts - feeling that they were real, and not just some sort of illusion. They felt good... quite warm, and just a little sore, but very good. She was really turning herself on as she pressed in against her breasts and slid her fingers underneath her shirt. She gave her pert nipples a gentle squeeze and felt a gentle rush of pleasure as a good amount of milk flowed from them, some running down her hands, and the rest soaking into her shirt. She quickly removed her hands from her shirt - causing herself another wave of pleasure as the pressure from the fabric caused her to express more milk. She licked the milk from one of her hands - noticing that it was quite sweet, and very delicious - before rising and pulling a pair of black cargo pants from her bag on the floor. She peeled the T-shirt from her bosom, and slipped on the pants. Sitting topless on the side of the bed - she started to rummage through he backpack. "How did my tits get so fucking huge! I don't think I have anything that'll fit..." she muttered as she pulled piece after piece of clothing from the pack. She finally pulled a black cotton cargo shirt-jacket from her bag, and put he arms through the sleeves. It too had been oversized, but when she started to do- up the metal clasps that ran up the front of the jacket it started to ride above her navel. She was only able to get the bottom three done - leaving her chest two- fifths exposed. As well the jacket was squeezing her breasts together - causing them to bulge through the open collar and facilitating quite the display of cleavage. She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. The black clothing looked good next to her pale flesh and she couldn't help but notice how much better her figure looked with a big bust. She looked at the nightstand and picked up the tin of Lactoids. "I can't believe these worked! ... Apparently." She held the tin in her hand and thought about what to do. She liked the idea of having larger breasts, but was a bit unsettled by the fact that weird candy was causing her to lactate and grow enormous tits. She was pretty hungry, and figured that whatever was to be done would simply have to wait until she'd had something to eat. She tied her fiery-red hair into a loose ponytail and walked downstairs to the kitchen. Once there she found that Lawrence had apparently made some cinnamon-raisin scones, but didn't seem to be anywhere around. She picked one up and started to munch on it as she wandered across the kitchen. She was just walking past the white, western-style, swinging doors when she heard Lawrence enter from the other side of the room. She immediately moved to the other side of them, and leaned down against one to hide herself as he stepped into the center of the kitchen. She continued to eat the scone as he turned to her.
"I see you found the scones I made, who said you could have one?"
"Muh ah pluhz huv uh scun?"
"Pardon?"
Tori swallowed. "May I please have a scone?"
"Well I don't see why not. I made plenty."
"Yuh ther..." she swallowed again. "Yeah, they're good too."
"Thanks." He got a glass and started to pour himself some coffee. "Coffee?"
"Sure," she said, still leaning against the door.
He poured her a cup and handed it to her. He then took a seat at the table and stated to sip his as he straightened a few bowls that he'd washed. "Are you going to sit down?"
Tori was still unsure of what to do. "No I'm fine..." she said as she looked about the kitchen, and then behind her.
Lawrence looked at her oddly for a few moments and then became suspicious. "What are you hiding?"
"Umm... nothing." She said - panicking a little. She backed into the living room as he rose to try to look over the door. Just as Lawrence entered she looked around the room and decided that there was just no way she'd be able to hide her new... endowments. She crossed her arms under her bust, and looked him straight on as his jaw practically dropped to the floor.
"How did... what are? What did..." Lawrence was dumbstruck.
Tori sighed and looked down at her chest before looking back at him. "Yeah my tits got big. It happened overnight. I think I'm full of milk really." She pressed on her breasts a bit as she finished her last sentence - sending a slow wave of motion across her chest. Without breaking his gaze from her enormous bust - Lawrence had somehow maneuvered to the couch and taken a seat; she sat down on the opposite end. After a few second she spoke again; "Are you done gawking?"
Lawrence shook his head and composed himself a bit. "Well for the first little while I was gawking; but for the last half minute I've just been interested in them as a curiosity. This sort of thing just doesn't happen overnight."
"Obviously it does..." she said as she placed her hand on top of her breasts and looked down at them. "I think it was those Lactoids..."
"You mean they worked?"
"No nothing happened!" she said as she gave him an exasperated look.
"Oh come on, you've got to allow me some measure of incredulity! I mean look at you! They're like muskmelons, or honeydews or something! What are you going to do?"
Tori caressed the exposed portion on her breast-flesh. "I don't know, They're kind of big right now, but I sort of always wanted bigger breasts."
"Well they look good... not that there was anything wrong with your smaller breasts, or that these couldn't be any smaller... what I'm saying is that you look good with any breasts, but particularly with larger breasts... but also with smaller breasts," Lawrence finally got out with quite some awkwardness.
"So you like my tits then?" she said as she moved a cushion closer to him on the couch. Tori was more than a bit amused by his gauche recitation.
"Well... yes," he said, looking away for a moment. When he looked back - Tori was right in font of his face and she kissed him deeply. Their embrace lasted for minutes as they rolled onto the floor while removing their pants. She pinned him roughly to the floor and Lawrence got a facefull of tit just before she sat up, and straddled him. It was then that he noticed that she also had a tattoo of a black dragon that encircled her left thigh like a garter belt; he ran his hand over it as he started to feel her up. He was barely able to lean against the base of the couch as she slowly started to undo her jacket. One by one she undid the clasps - her tits responding to the lessening constriction placed upon them and steadily decompressing as she worked ever lower on the garment - all the while massaging Lawrence's stiff member with her vaginal muscles. Finally - she undid the last clasp and threw the garment from her shoulders; her volleyball sized breasts stood out in their full glory. She pressed his head into her bosom, and it was all he could do to take her large nipple into his mouth and suck on it - drinking deeply of her sweet and bountiful milk. Tori couldn't believe how incredibly sensitive her breasts were. The sensations were driving her wild as Lawrence sucked on one of her breasts while massaging the other. Milk squirted everywhere, and Tori was in ecstasy. She bucked against him, and pulled against his shaft with her inner walls. She clutched Lawrence's head tightly against her enormous bosom as she launched into a tremendous orgasm. Her motions became more intense, and Lawrence shot a humongous load deep into her just as her supply of milk was nearing exhaustion. They remained there in their embrace on the floor for nearly ten minutes before Tori gathered the will to lean back and look at the still quite prominent mounds upon her chest. She cupped her large, firm, round breasts, estimating that they were at least a double D if not and E-cup.
"These are pretty nice..." she half-whispered as she was still just a bit short of breath. With a bit of effort she found the she could just barely lick her nipple and proceeded to do so quite intently. It was only a few moments before Lawrence took it upon himself to join her in this activity and just a few more before she started to feel his member stiffening inside of her. It was quite a few hours before ether of them left the room...
Tori was just drying off after a shower when she looked into the mirror and found her attention suddenly drawn to her breasts. She cupped them one at a time, and took special care in drying off her nipples. She loved her new breasts, and couldn't believe how pleasurably sensitive they were. Breast play had never really exited her before; but now she couldn't get enough of it. The sensations from her tits alone had brought her to orgasm three times today, and she couldn't help but start to get a bit wet as she felt the terrycloth against her nipples. She started to rub her breasts as she looked at herself in the mirror. Playing with her supple orbs made her quite hot, and she couldn't get enough of the intense pleasure that shot thorough her body with each touch of either of her breasts. She cupped and groped her round, ample mounds - squeezing and rubbing her big nipples. She jiggled them and felt their weight in her hands and pressed them against her chest - reveling in their new size and mass. Tori continued almost uncontrollably to massage her breasts and nipples until her body started to shudder. She brought herself to climax as she was flooded with the sensual energy of her breasts - letting out sharp moans of pure delight as she reveled in the pleasures of her mounds. Leaning against the bathroom vanity as she caught her breath - she pulled up a small chair and started to reevaluate her reflection. Her new breasts were a fantastic addition to her already killer figure. "I wonder if I should make these any bigger?" she thought aloud as she lifted her very-full, double-D breasts. She actually sat there and pondered the question for a few minutes as she massaged her breasts. "Yeah, a little bigger couldn't hurt," she whispered to herself as she squeezed her mams together to create the maximum cleavage. Still quite naked - she padded into her room to find the tin of Lactoids. She returned with them to the bathroom - where she went on to open the container and look at the remaining candies. "The woman at the store said I'd get about one cup size for every piece, and I remember having three or four before bed last night. I can't believe how much milk I made..." She looked at the tin, then at her chest, then back again. "Just one should be fine for now." She picked one out of the tin, and popped it into her mouth. "Hmm..." she said as she chewed it. "Tastes more like freeze-dried ice cream than anything else... s'good though. You can taste the hand picked vanilla." Brushing aside a silken lock of red hair, she placed the tin down and waited. She hadn't been awake the first time and she wondered if it was going to take a matter of hours for her breasts to grow. Just as she considered this prospect however - she felt something. She could actually feel her breasts slowly starting to expand. She cupped them and could feel the skin stretching in her hands as they slowly swelled outward from her chest. Fuller and fuller her breasts became, and soon Tori could discernibly feel the milk rushing into them. She looked on as her breasts started to surge forth with growth - quickly overflowing her hands and spilling over the tops of her fingers. She'd already picked up a few cup sizes from the milk alone, and her breasts were still pushing forth. Steadily her bloated orbs grew, and they didn't stop until they were full and heavy - and a full quarter greater than the size of cantaloupes. Tori placed her hands on either side of her engorged breasts, and gave them a quick shake to her the milk slosh about within. "Mmm... not bad," she said as she rubbed her now-even-more-sensitive breasts. Just then she heard the intercom in her room beep; she walked over to answer it. "Hey; what is it?"
"Umm... meet me in the atrium, I have a surprise for you."
Tori was smiling, although she still couldn't believe that she was happy to hear Lawrence. The past couple of days though..."Alright! I've got a surprise for you too..." she said with a conspiratory smile as she looked down at her naked breasts. "By the way, where's the atrium?"
"Just go past the gym, it's two doors down."
"Do you mean the gym with the patio, or the little one next to the pool room?"
"The one with the patio."
"Great, I'll be there!" she whispered seductively into the microphone. After slipping on a pair of panties Tori walked over to her bed and picked up the cargo shirt-jacket. It was still clean; as she certainly hadn't kept it on for long, and besides that - it was the only top she had that still fit. She slipped it on, fastening it only halfway up, and then retrieved from her bag a matching floor-length black cargo skirt with clasps from top to bottom on one side. She did up the clasps from the top to about three-fourths of the way down her thigh; she then smiled to herself and undid one of them. She slid into a pair of sneaker-pumps, and headed in what she hoped was the right direction. She actually managed to reach the atrium quite quickly; although she had briefly stopped in a skylighted library before deciding to move on. She walked in through the huge glass double doors; and there in the center of the room beneath the moonlight she spied a table with a fine linen tablecloth and a candle burning at it's center. She sauntered over to the table; her skirt clinging to and accentuating her ample, round rump as its slit showcased her muscular thighs and garter-like tattoo. Her jacket was riding about as high as ever - exposing her toned midriff, as well as perfectly framing her creamy, round breasts. Her cleavage was simply amazing; practically endless, and her braless bosom bounced a bit with each deliberate step she took. When she finally reached the table, she took another look around the atrium, but was unable to spot Lawrence amongst the darkness and plants - although she could detect scent of roasted meat in the air. Surely enough - just as she sat down she saw Lawrence emerge from the shadows carrying a couple of plates. As he started to set them down she noticed that there was a simple arrangement of silverware already in place.
"Pan roasted salmon steak with sherry vinegar honey glaze and spicy tomato relish, as well as parsleyed potatoes. By the way - that was a very nice saunter to the table."
"Thanks, I'd hoped you were looking," she said as she placed a chunk of a potato into her mouth.
"I wouldn't have missed it... how are the potatoes?" he said as he produced a bottle of wine from beneath the table.
"Delicious," she said as she pointed at him with her fork. "Oh and while you're making gourmet cuisine - thanks for not making me chose from six different forks."
"There are not that many forks!" he said as he started to pour.
"There aren't?"
He thought about it for a moment; "Well... actually there are a lot more, but most aren't commonly used..." He then shifted his gaze a bit south of her deep green eyes, and added slyly, "I hope you didn't ruin your appetite with too many Lactoids though.
Tori smiled and pushed her chest forward a bit. "I just had one, they're pretty strong though."
"So they're the curiously strong breast enhancer then?" They both laughed. They were quite thoroughly enjoying the meal. Tori was surprised by just how good a chef Lawrence actually was; and Lawrence had surprised even himself. "So I guess you really do like having big breasts?"
The redhead blushed a bit as she swallowed her last piece of salmon. "Well... yeah. I tried not to let it show, but I was always pretty sensitive about my tits."
"Why? You've always had plenty of other assets..."
"I know, it's just that I always really wanted bigger ones... you know... they're just nice. I feel really sexy..." she said as she squeezed her breasts between her arms.
"Well you should... you always have been... and of course now..." he remarked as he waved his hand past her chest, and ventured a glance directly into her seemingly bottomless cleavage.
Tori smiled and responded by sensually undoing one of the clasps on her top - her swollen and heavy breasts seemed to expand a bit, decompressing to fill the new space. "And now what?" she said as she let her finger slide into her top.
"Well now you're just plainly irresistible..." With that he leaned in and gently slipped his tongue between her supple lips, she fully reciprocated, pressing herself against him as she guided his hand to her thigh. They embraced each other tightly. Milk started to gush from Tori's large, erect nipples as she rubbed them against Lawrence as he undid her top. They slipped to the ground, taking the tablecloth with them. It was under them as they rolled onto a moss-bed, with Tori underneath. She slipped off her top just as Lawrence had the final clasp of her skirt undone; she then quickly opened his pants - freeing his rock-hard member. Slowly, he moved down her body, running his tongue over both of her milk-drenched nipples before running it over her taut tummy. He then took hold of her panties, and slipped them down over her wide, flaring hips and her long, thick, muscular thighs before removing them entirely, and lowering his head between her legs. He slid his tongue all along her clitoris, and inserted it into her sopping-wet slit. Tori was in ecstasy, squeezing his head between her thighs, and tangling her fingers in his hair as he continued to lick her delicate and ever- so-sensitive nether regions - caressing her with his tongue. She released loud moans of ecstasy as she was overcome by the intense sensations that enveloped her entire body. Milk poured rapidly from her nipples as she started to shriek in the throws of an orgasm. He move back up her now milk-covered front as kissed her passionately as he grasped her wide hips, and pressed his thick rod deep into her. Tori hadn't yet finished her first orgasm, and she now felt herself building to another as she was filled with his stiff and substantial member. She continued to suck on his tongue as he rhythmically pumped in and out of her dripping-wet hole. She almost involuntarily clamped down on his shaft with her internal musculature as her started to suck on her huge, still-swollen breasts. Tori was awash in sensual delight, and finally launched into a second, utterly mind- blowing orgasm. Unable to stand the pressure any longer - Lawrence spent what seemed like minutes forcefully shooting his cum deep into her voluptuous, athletic body.
Long, incessant buzzes from the intercom woke them up. Tori was the first to rise, rousing Lawrence as she sat up with him still resting on her. "What? Who?" she half-groaned as she searched about the ground for a phone or alarm before she was fully awake and realized where she was.
Lawrence had been using Tori's bosom for a pillow, and he was really only guessing as he rose unsteadily to his feet and spoke. "I think it's the intercom." A few seconds later - after he realized what he'd said - he went over to the panel on the wall and pressed the button. "Hello?"
"Able Plumbing, I'm here to fix the jacuzzi," a macho voice crackled over the speaker.
"Great, I'll be right down," Lawrence said as he turned and saw Tori putting on her jacket. He picked up his shirt from the tile near the table and started to put it on. "Umm I think you should go..."
"What? Why?"
"I have absolutely no idea where my pants are..." he mentioned as he looked about the ground.
She also looked around as she started to put on her skirt. "I suppose that is sort of important..." Unable to be of much help towards the recovery of Lawrence's pants, Tori headed into the hall, and downstairs to the door. She got there, and looked at the video screen behind a semi-hidden panel in the wall to find the plumber shifting from one foot to the other - looking rather impatient by this point. She opened the door to let him in. As he stepped into the room his gaze was immediately drawn to her huge beasts. In her haste to get dressed - she'd only fastened the bottom clasp of her jacket, and even her large nipples were plainly visible as she turned to the side to let him in. The shirt was riding just a few inches above her navel, and her creamy flesh was well framed by the black cotton jacket. Her breasts were each once and again a handful - definitely E or even EE-cups in size. Tori was actually a bit flattered by the attention and blushed even as she quickly noticed her exposure and fastened two more clasps - still leaving quite a bit of tit showing. "It's the upstairs jacuzzi, here I'll take you there..."
"Any chance you need a little more than plumbing done in that jacuzzi?" he issued his innuendo in the most suggestive tone possible.
Tori turned to him, bemused even if a little flattered and issued in a firm tone: "No, just plumbing."
The plumber was actually a bit surprised as they continued towards the jacuzzi. "But I am a plumber and..."
"You watch too much porn... just fix the jacuzzi."
"You don't need me to service your pipes or..."
"No..."
They'd finally reached the room and the plumber simply walked in and opened the side panel of the hot tub. He was really rather disoriented by this turn of events and wasn't really sure where to stand. "You're not going to put on a white T-shirt and try to do the plumbing yourself, and get wet and..."
"Seriously - no... besides if I did the plumbing myself I would have been home two days ago..." she interrupted him as he slid under the unit. She was crouching against the wall just outside the door watching him work as Lawrence strolled up wearing different pants. "Never found 'em?" she offered.
"They were in the fountain," he said as he walked closer - trying to lean around her to see into the bathroom. Tori noticed how close his crotch was to her head, and leaned against it. She turned a bit, and stated to mouth his quickly stiffening member through his pants. Lawrence was quite aroused, but embarrassed at the same time. "The plumber is right there!" he whispered as she found his zipper with her tongue.
"I know..." she whispered back; "he's not looking..." with that she pulled down his zipper and allowed his stiff rod to swing out. She licked up and down his shaft for a moment before taking him into her mouth - wrapping her luscious lips around his shaft while caressing the head with her tongue. She wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft and started to pump her head back and forth over his length. Lawrence started to buck his hips as he felt her tongue stroking his shaft. With surprising adeptness she took it upon herself to swallow his entire cock. He could hardly believe it as he felt his shaft within the warm tightness of her throat. She continued to deep throat him for a few moments before drawing back and tracing circles around the head of his penis with her tongue as she held it between her lips and again pumped his shaft with her hand. She then took the greater part of his length into her mouth once more and he was again pleasured by the caress of her tongue. Tori sucked even harder than before and Lawrence was simply unable to take it; his hips moved uncontrollably and he finally let loose - her cheeks were stretched as he pumped a massive load of cum down her throat. She struggled to take it all in - savoring the taste until the last drop poured down into her stomach. She licked the head of his cock clean and tucked it back into his pants as she lightly rubbed her tummy and looked back to make sue that the plumber hadn't seen anything. Noticing that he was still hard at work beneath the tub - she patted her stomach and looked up at Lawrence while smiling. "See? I told you he wasn't looking." Lawrence could only manage an exasperated smile after a conspiratory glance towards the plumber.
Lawrence was in the kitchen adding the finishing touches to a cake on the counter when Tori sauntered in. He immediately moved over to her and they wrapped their arms around each other - kissing deeply. They remained but inches apart as Tori drew her bead back briefly, then leaned in to lick his lips before pulling back again, and spoke. "You know I've been thinking about making my breasts even bigger..." she said as a thick lock of red hair fell between her eyes.
"Bigger?" Lawrence said incredulously.
"Yeah," she said as she hopped up onto the kitchen table. Seated there, she pulled the tin of Lactoids from one of the pockets on her skirt. She held it up as she began, "That's why I came in here... I waned you to be around to see it!"
"How much larger are you going to make them?"
"Not too much," she said as she placed her hand in her shirt and started to caress her areola a bit. "Just a couple of cup sizes." She started to undo the clasps on her jacket - going all the way down to the bottom one. "These things make you lactate a lot! I need to make some room!" she said as she picked up the tin, and swung its lid open.
"So you're just going to eat a couple of them?" he asked; curious about how this was all going to go down.
"Well... yeah. That's how it works. What? Do you want one?"
"Well... I think I'd better not..."
Tori took two of the Lactoids out of the tin and placed them in her mouth. She bit into them and savored the vanilla taste briefly before chewing them a bit more and finally swallowing. "Alright, now just wait..." she said as she placed her hand on her stomach, and looked down expectantly at her firm EE-cup breasts. About half a minute passed - then suddenly they both noticed a slow swelling in her bust as her breasts started to grow. Tori started to moan as she felt her skin being slowly stretched outwards by her ever swelling tits. She cupped them underneath the jacket and she could actually feel the skin pulling against her hands in all directions. She quickly grabbed Lawrence's palms and held them where hers had been on her breasts. It turned her on even more to feel her breasts swelling out into his hands. They were already the size of honeydew melons and they were picking up in speed. Her shirt grew tighter as her breasts reached the size of basketballs, and still continued to grow. The redhead moaned in delight and started to massage her exposed nipples as her huge breasts bulged beneath the underside of the jacket as well as through the almost completely opened neckline. Her tits were individually almost twice the size of her head, and they strained against the bottom clasp of the jacket. They'd bulged so far beneath it that the band of fabric was practically at their center. The cotton groaned as the pressure it held back steadily increased, and by now Tori's chin was buried between her massive breasts as her cleavage continued to surge upwards. With a deafening 'pop!' the seams on one side of the fastener gave out, and her pumpkin-sized tits leapt forward - jiggling like water balloons as the milk inside them sloshed about noisily. Jets of milk shot from her nipples as her breasts were squeezed by her struggling to bring her hands together in front of herself. A powerful stream of milk hit Lawrence in the eye just as she laced her fingers together with a quick jerk of her arms; her cleavage bulged up so obscenely high that she couldn't even see him. "Whoa, I forgot how much these make you lactate," Tori said as she relaxed her arms a bit and allowed her breasts to settle into a position that did not cover her mouth.
"That's quite a lot of milk!" Lawrence said as he stared at her enormous, bloated orbs.
Tori leaned forward a bit, showing off what seemed to be an endless tunnel of cleavage as she allowed her breasts to rest in her lap. She said with a seductive wink, "You wanna milk me?" Lawrence answered with his tongue as he latched onto one of her boobs while massaging the other. Milk sprayed all over the kitchen and they knocked pots and pans all over the floor as Lawrence climbed onto the rather large table and kneeled in front of Tori. The redhead was in ecstasy and took one of her large nipples fully into her own mouth. She suckled herself greedily and was rewarded with a stream of milk down her throat and wave after wave of intense pleasure coursing through her body. She couldn't believe how much more incredibly sensitive her breasts were! They'd become quite the source of pleasure over the past weekend, and those last two Lactoids had pushed them into realms of erotic acuteness that Tori had never believed could exist. Suddenly - Lawrence stepped up his sucking; the abrupt jolt of pleasure from her nipple was more than enough to drive her to orgasm. Tori continued to gulp down the sweet bounty of her melons even as he body shuddered in the throws of a powerful climax. They'd been sucking down her milk for several minutes, and still her tits were twice the size of gallon milk-jugs. Lawrence was however finally able to work his way between her thighs. With a quickness - she grabbed him between her legs and flipped over backward - lading on top of him. Pans and half-full bowls of cake batter fell everywhere. He was surprised that she was able to pull off such a feat of acrobatics even with breasts nearly the size of watermelons. Tori stopped supporting herself with her arms and Lawrence was practically smother by tit-flesh as she leaned forward. Her hands crept down their bodies, and with a few deft movements she had his pants down, and her skirt all but undone. She sat up - straddling him, and held his face to her chest as she started to bounce up and down on top of him while gripping his adamantine shaft with her well-toned inner muscles. She squeezed him between her thick thighs as he groped them, and leaned into him as her fondled her surprisingly plump-yet-nonetheless-firm butt. He could feel her drawing against him as she neared yet another climax. Her body was on fire and all of her senses piqued. She let out a long, loud, sharp moan as her orgasm enveloped her. The sheer pressure in her tunnel became too much for him to bear and Lawrence blasted an enormous load of sperm deep into her. He spasmed for what felt like minutes - pumping her full of cum as she slumped over onto him - still riding out the practically endless waves of her own orgasm. Almost ten minutes passed as they both lay there on the kitchen table - their climaxes never really seeming to end - before Tori slowly leaned up past his shoulder, and stuck her tongue past his lips. They kissed with unconfined passion, and it was but a short while before they were wholly at it again.
Sue and Sydney walked into the living room to find Lawrence and Tori wrapped in a thick curtain at the center of the floor. Tori rested her cantaloupe-sized tits on his naked chest as they slept rather serenely in each other's arms. Almost in a daze - Sue walked into the next room. Seconds later Sid heard a concerned cry of "Honey?"
"Ahem." He announced quite clearly at his maximum volume. When nothing happened he walked over to them and poured the water from a half-full ice cube tray onto the back of Tori's neck. She sat up with a start - setting her fat tits into an absurdly perky bounce, and rousing Lawrence beneath her.
The redhead was unabashed about her body, and made only a token attempt to cover herself - actually leaving a nipple poking through her fingers - she was a bit embarrassed about her situation though... "Oh uh... Sydney... The plumber was here; the jacuzzi's working just fine." With a guilty look she averted her eyes. "We should know..."
By now Lawrence had come to his senses a bit yet still scrambled for something to say. "I umm... I made a cake! It's on the counter!" This statement caused Tori to shake her head vigorously. "What? I remember I finished it right before..." he was cut off as Tori reached behind his ear and produced a fingerfull of chocolate frosting. "Okay, so there's no cake..."
Sue walked back into the room. She twitched a bit, but then looked down at Tori's breasts. She was still half out of it as she spoke. "Well those are nice..." She stooped down and limply squeezed one of Tori's globes; she stood up and turned to Sydney before the other woman could respond in any way. "Honey, Tori and Lawrence are having sex..."
"Yes I know dear." He said reassuringly
"And they're doing it in the curtains and..."
"Yes dear, I know."
"But... and she's Tori, and he's Lawrence and their just doing it and... all over the house and... and they're Lawrence and Tori and..."
"Yes they are dear..."
Lawrence broke in; "Look we're sorry, we can pay for anything..."
Sydney simply held up his hand. "It's all right, we're just glad to see you two finally getting along. Maybe you're not the best house sitters though..."