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Cynthia's first night at home had been free of any strange dreams. It seemed the morning came instantly after she had allowed herself to drop onto the bed and close her eyes, despite her sister's playful tickling and teasing. It was a nice change.

She blinked a few times as she remembered where she was, the comfort of home very different than the small housing she had at her expedition. She was at home in Germany, yet she felt she wanted to return to the mountains, as if the Himalayas were just as welcoming to her as the building she grew up in.

A sigh escaped her lips as she slowly sat up, her large breasts sticking out far enough that the covers needed a much higher angle to slip off, until they finally rested in her lap.

The fact that she was naked hardly surprised her. She had no memory of ever undressing the previous night, but that was no reason for it not to happen, especially with all the affection she had received from Mida, who was sleeping next to her, a happy smile on her face, and the occasional wag of her tail, almost like a puppy having a pleasant dream, if not for the frequent grabbing motion of Mida's fingers.

Careful not to wake her sister up, Cynthia slipped off the bed and grabbed a bathrobe, heading off to the bathroom without bothering to put it on. After spending weeks in the mountains, washing herself in the small shower of her apartment, often to lukewarm water at best, this one would be pure bliss.

She let out a long, soft sigh as the hot water fell across her fur, trickling down the curves of her naked body. The temperature had been set high enough that she was practically showering in a hot tub, the cozy warmth of the water relaxing every single one of her tense muscles, washing off the stress they had gathered over the weeks, and especially the last two days, down the drain. For a few minutes, she just stood there, letting the water hit her face and breasts, splashing off the later to ricochet onto the glass wall, which was already blurry from the steam.

The feeling felt so nice she eventually had to sit down onto the floor of the shower, resting her back against the wall to let the water hit more of her body while keeping her eyes shut tight. She made sure her breasts would receive the most water, since they felt the most comfortable, by far. Every single droplet which hit them seemed to hit its own nerve, sending a pleasurable signal to her brain. At the size her chest had reached, this meant there were dozens of these signals affecting her every second, combining themselves into a sensation which felt very close to a massage. Despite the warmth of the bathroom, goose bumps covered her skin, causing each individual strand of fur to stand on end while also sticking to her because of the water.

Cynthia's hand slowly slipped up to grab the bottom of one breast, lifting it slightly. She leaned her head slightly forward, letting the tip of her muzzle bump against the top of that breast. The feeling of sandpaper against the smooth flesh caused her entire body to shiver in pleasure, so she didn't keep her tongue there very long. Once this spasm was over, she repeated the action on the other side of her body, starting once again at the base of her breasts, and nearly reaching the erect nipple before the pleasure made her stop again.

Had she been anywhere other than within the shower at this moment, she would likely need one by now, but she was too preoccupied with this feeling of euphoria coursing through her body to notice any thicker fluid get washed down the drain. She emitted a joyful gasp, almost a moan, as her tongue finally managed to reach the dark blue nub at the tip of the white mound of flesh. She felt limp from the feeling, the shiver lasting a few seconds after she had pulled her head away to rest against the wall.

Almost immediately after the shivering stopped, the feeling of bliss covered her body once more, but with a special emphasis on her chest. She wrapped her arms around them to squeeze and lift them slightly, and simply rested her cheek against one breast, a serene smile on her face. The tingling feeling in them almost seemed contagious, tickling her arms and cheeks as she started to have more difficulty keeping this position. With enough strength, however, she managed to keep her arms as they were, redirecting her growing breasts to spill out against her face, until they practically blocked her sight. She gave each one a kiss and pulled her arms away, in order to let her bosom take its original round shape, although each breast was now bigger than her own head, maybe even twice as large.

Normally, feeling a hand other than her own on her chest would have caused her to panic. Sitting in this steamy shower while still reeling from the exhilarating feeling she had given herself, Mida's presence could do no harm. In fact, it simply caused the bliss to return in force, as the massage given to her breasts by her sister was keeping this mood from disappearing. Reality, with its cold, dry stress, would have to wait; for now, she would stay in paradise.

Not a single word was said, not a movement was made on Cynthia's part, but she knew without opening her eyes just how happy Mida was to be there, at that moment. She had entered without a word, and Cynthia wouldn't have known she had arrived if not for her recognizable touch. The firm yet gentle pressing of the fingers against the soft, pliable flesh reflected a feeling of pleasure, but also excitement. Every now and then, Mida's tongue would travel across the vast expanse of white fur which Cynthia couldn't reach anymore, recreating the feeling from earlier, but adding the sensation of an intense tranquility she had never imagined possible.

The water never stopped flowing from above, as the two sisters made the bathroom even steamier than it had already been. When Cynthia would manage to recover enough from the ecstatic feeling to return the favour, Mida would take her turn. There was no simplest form of trading; one would give and one would receive, and vice-versa, as long as there was something to give. Neither of the two had any idea how long the shower had lasted, but it was clear there was no end in sight.

Hidden beneath the mass of both sisters' breast flesh, another end revealed itself while staying out of sight. Immediately as she felt it against herself, hard and pulsing, Cynthia grabbed it with both hands, uttering the only words said in the bathroom that day as an unusual grin unlike any she had ever had before crossed her lips.

"I have some research to do."