Strawberries and Big Boobs 1
#1 of Strawberries and Big Boobs
?Big Boobs and Strawberries
Reian
Cytheria was a normal girl. She worked an average eight to four job earning a median pay, she drove the most common car in the least striking color, her height was average, her hair was okay, she was a normal weight, her fur being the most common shade of brown around. Cytheria didn't sick out much at all. Her canine background was varied with domestic dogs to wild dingo, but it didn't help her case much at all.
Somehow, though, she had gained a strange asset over the years. She wasn't sure when exactly it started or why, but whenever she became very angry or very turned on, her breasts would grow by leaps and bounds. This wasn't much of a problem for her, since being as average as she was, her emotions stayed in the average range.
She sat at home, watching the five o'clock news from the kitchen. She was making herself a treat for desert, chocolate covered strawberries. She was rather tired of her average nights at home, and wanted to do something different tonight. On the table sat a little black plastic bag. She grabbed it as she waited for the chocolate to harden over the strawberries and took the little box out.
She turned the box over in her hand trying to find the best way to open it. This was the first time she had ever bought something like this. As she finally found an opening on the bottom and slid her nail in, the plastic making a slight cracking sounds as it popped open. As the long oval shaped item fell out, she took a deep breath in, becoming anxious. She couldn't believe she was resorting to these measures. It had been over a year since she had any form of sexual contact, and the last time wasn't even enjoyable.
Cytheria sighed and walked over to the TV, turning it off. She took off her shirt, throwing it to the ground and unzipped her skirt, allowing it to fall as she walked. She unhooked her bra, letting it slide down her arms and drop to the floor. She touched the strawberries to see if the chocolate was hard yet. Not quite, she thought as she lifted her finger to her mouth a sucked off the little bit that was left. She felt her pussy pulse in sudden excitement at the same time her breasts doing the same. She smiled. Even though that pulse within her breasts scared her silly she felt excited by the prospect of what she was about to do.
She grabbed the plate and her new toy and headed into the bedroom. She lay on her bed, placing the plate on a pillow. The window was open, but that was okay. She lived on the fourteenth floor and the breeze that came in tickled her skin. She turned the dial on the vibrator and placed it over her panties by her clit. The sudden sensation made her moan and arch her back in pleasure. Her breasts pulsed again, the tension almost hurting. She began to rub the vibrator up and down her panties, her juices slowly seeping out. The wetter she became, the quicker her breasts pulsed; now slowly pushing the skin to stretch and the cell tissue to grow. Soon her panties were nearly see through from the amount of juices that had soaked them and the vibrator was sliding across with ease, becoming slicker and slicker.
Her breasts had grown from their average size 36-C to a 38-DD in only that little bit of time, and they showed no signs of stopping. She took the vibrator and slowly licked any bit of her essence off of it. With her other hand she began to remove her panties and as she did she could feel the pulsing of her breasts. As she put her toy in her mouth, making sure she had all of the taste off of it, her breasts quickly ballooned outward, surprising her. She smiled as she ran her hands over her now huge, firm breasts, moaning loudly at their sensitivity.
She grabbed one of the strawberries and placed it between her breasts and licked it. Why is this so good, she thought. Her breasts began to pulse more, now growing at a slower but more consistent rate. She reached down between her legs with the vibrator and teased her clit some more, enjoying the feeling of being on the brink of ecstasy. She sucked the strawberry, leaving on the sweet juices on her gigantic boobs. Her soft tongue made short work of that, however, she couldn't stop licking. The sensation was as if she was being wrapped in velvet. Her boobs grew up towards her face, as if wanting to be closer to that feeling.
She ran her tongue through her growing cleavage, her cunt suddenly screaming for the same action. She felt her walls tightening and her clit growing harder. Oh how she suddenly wished she had a huge cock to fill her. She sighed in slight disappointment and felt her breasts slow their pulsing.
No, she thought, her mind screaming, that isn't what I want!
She plunged the vibrator in to her pussy, the pulsing picking back up. She smiled wide at the feeling going throughout her body. She grabbed another strawberry and began to lap at it. Her moans became louder and louder as she began to pump the vibrator in and out of her cunt, each stroke drawing more and more juices out from her and on to the bed.
Cytheria wondered briefly why she had never thought of this before, her back arching from the overwhelming feelings and her now mammoth boobs bouncing with each slight movement to hit her in the face. While she held the vibrator with one paw, the other gropped at her boobs, teasing and pinching her enlarged nipples. She found her claws to be a great toy all in themselves, the gentle roughness of them making her squirm even more.
She screamed as she came, a gust of wind coming in through the window. Her body relaxed and her essence spilled on to the sheets and around her paw. Her breathing was hard and labored, but that didn't seem to bother her. Her breasts were still pumping, still growing, and now covering a good portion of her torso. Her mind screamed for more, and her breasts convinced her that she was up to it. She grabbed the vibrator and turned it on high, placing it between her cleavage. The vibrating made her feel great!
She squished her breasts as close together as they could get and jiggled them up and down. The areolas rubbed up against one another, creating a whole new feeling throughout her body. She became even more turned on than she was, if that was at all possible. Her hips started thrusting instinctively, as if her body was searching for more. The vibrator slid out from her breasts and she sighed. What else was there to do? She sat up, putting an arm behind her as if to counter balance her new top heavy self. Her mind wheeled, trying to think of what else to do. She turned over on to her front paws and knees, muzzle lifting to show a tooth. She suddenly started to feel very feral, very primitive. She took the vibrator and began running it up and down her whole area, moaning at the feeling. Her nipples stroked the sheets underneath of her becoming harder and harder with each motion. Her moans echoed the room, her tail swaying seductively as if trying to entice a mate.
This was only making it worse though. Her boobs began to grow even more, not even having any room for movement against the bed now. She sucked on another strawberry that was in front of her as she thought. She needed more, but where to get it from? She couldn't just walk out to a bar like this and she would probably freak out any of those calling services. She gazed around her room, looking for anything! Then her eyes crossed paths with the bathroom. She smiled a very feral smile and stood up from the bed.
Her body was off balance for the first few moments, but she quickly adjusted. She walked with a certain air of confidence suddenly, her averageness going out the window with the wind. She walked by her full body mirror and admired her torso, which was almost engulfed by boob. She stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
She allowed the bathroom to steam up before she heard a sudden knock on the door. She turned the water off and walked out to living room.
"Who is it?" she yelled, hoping that it was someone who could be of use.
"Please," she heard a voice pant from the other side. "Open the door. I heard your call...it hurts so bad..."
She rose and eyebrow and looked through the peep hole. An at least half dingo man stood outside, his eyes seemingly glazed over and his mouth dripping.
"Oh? What hurts?" she asked teasing him. She really had no idea, but figured she would play the game.
"My two foot cock that you caused," he said bluntly, almost scratching at the door. Her eyes popped with excitement and breasts throbbed in anticipation. Perhaps her wish had come true.