The Big Bathing
By Helia

I called you up and told you to come over right away. You arrived promptly 
as you always did, nearly tripping up the stairs to my apartment. I was 
waiting and opened the door for you and greeted you with a big kiss. To 
kiss, we both had to lean forward slightly to get passed my huge milk-heavy 
boobs and bulging udder--the udder bulging like a huge pregnant belly 
looking like I was about to give birth to octuplets.

"What's up? What's wrong? What's shaking?" you asked with a concerned look 
on your face. Your brow was sweaty from your obvious quick dash across town, 
out of your car and up the steps to my place.

"Hmmm, my boobs and udder are up another 20 inches larger than when we were 
together last night, that is what's up." I said with a playful grin. "There 
is nothing wrong. There is nothing wrong now with you here. And the only 
things shaking are my obese boobies and milky udder when I walk, but you 
knew that, my love," I said giving you another warm full-lipped kiss.

"Dang, you're in a good mood. A good mood compared to what you have been 
lately, that being all down about your present condition," you said as your 
hands came up and began to rub the sides of my giant milk-engorged 
taut-feeling tits. I reacted with a little closed-eyes moan and my boobs 
reacted with my nipples rising up making prominent grape-sized bumps in my 
light blue sweater that clung to my obnoxiously huge boobs.

"I am. I am in a good mood. And since we have both worked so hard today I 
thought we might want to take a shower before our next exciting evening 
tonight," I said with a knowing wink, taking your hand and guiding you into 
my bathroom.

"But I didn't work that hard today and I know your office job doesn't make 
you sweat unless you've been bouncing around trying to see what guys in your 
office you can intimidate with those huge tatas," you said as we stopped 
inside the bathroom. You slid up behind me, hands sliding around my immense 
udder and you rubbed the four nubs pressing from within the big bulging 
black sweatpants I wore.

"Well, let's get in the shower and I'll see if I can work you HARD," I 
giggled as you helped me lift off my sweater. I was braless. I turned to 
you, my giant jugs brushing against you, resting atop my enormous udder. You 
felt the slight wetness and noticed the droplets of milk appear and hang 
from my fat nipples--nipples still red from the massive suckling you did on 
them the night before.

We both took the rim of my sweatpants and eased them down, eased them over 
my huge milk-fat udder, over the fat long teats that also were leaking milk. 
Your face became pressed against my warm bulging milksac as you pushed my 
sweatpants down to my ankles and I daintily stepped out of them. No panties 
were to be found because I hadn't been wearing any--not surprising to you.

I helped you disrobe, pulling off your shirt--it was a buttondown but I 
always thought it sexy just to pull your shirt up over your head, reveal 
that sexy caramel-skinned chest. You let me undo your pants, manipulating 
the belt loose, popping the buttonclasp on your jeans, easing down the 
zipper, then squatting to slip your pants down to your ankles. You surprised 
me and I giggled as, me now eye level with your crotch and you without 
underwear yourself, your big long fat cock leapt out and bonked me in the 
face then slid down onto the tops of my obese jugs laying across them like a 
big dark thick snake. Yum!

"Okay, lover, my Freddybear, be ready to be lathered up," I said as I got 
up, wobbled clumsily to the tub, turned on the shower and took your hand and 
guided you in as we both stepped in.

I took up a bar of soap that was sitting on a small shelf in the tub 
enclosure. I turned to you, slathering my hands up. Rubbing my hands 
together, arms against my giant tits, this action made them wobble and 
jiggle. You brought your hands to the sides of my immense jugs and gently 
ran your hands over the large pink expanses. I cooed as you ran your hands 
over and over my sensitive taut breastflesh.

"Would you like to lather my boobies up, babay?" I said with a sly smile 
passing you the bar of soap. You took it, slathered your hands up and we 
both began to soap up my enormous breasts, running our soapy hands round and 
round and over my titanic tits. They quickly became milky white, a layer of 
sudsy soap covering them.

"Mmmmm, now my big fat udder, babay," I moaned as I leaned back against the 
shower, being pelted with the warm water. The water cascaded down my neck, 
over my collarbone, down over my jutting heavy tits, down over them creating 
miniature waterfalls. I thrust my enormous udder out, bringing my hands down 
to try to cradle it as best I could.

"Dang, babygirl, I don't think I've ever seen your udder so big," you said 
beginning to lather my giant milksac up, groping the taut teats, stroking 
each one, making each longer and thicker, making them drool milk. Now I knew 
what a guy felt like when he stroked his stiff hard cock, except I had four 
stiff teats all giving me pleasure. The sensations ran right up to my huge 
breasts, my nipples fat and aching also started to letdown in a steady 
stream of milk.

"Ooooh, it feels so good to be lathered up. Your hands feel so good swirling 
around my skin. Oooooh," I moaned as my body tingled all over.

"Uh, babygirl, somethings happening," you said.

"Mmmm, yes, I can feel your hard prick against my big udderflesh," I moaned.

But then I felt it, a warmth rushing over me, a warmth rushing into me. I 
gasped and looked down finding my already huge boobs and already bulging 
udder begin to inch their way out further. I felt the warmth within them, 
like someone had turned on a faucet of warm water and was filling me up. My 
breasts and udder grew larger and became heavier and fuller still!

"NO! I'm getting bigger!" I cried as you took your hands off my udder and 
watched as your little cowgirl swelled up bigger and bigger.

"Oh-oh. I seem to be wedged in here," you said as my growing flesh pushed 
you against the opposite side of the shower wall. My tits and udder piled 
up, fattening, swelling.

"Ugh! They are too big! Too full! I feel ready to burst!" I cried as I too 
was backed up against the wall and I stood there as my body grew, all that 
breast and udder flesh packed into the shower enclosure. "It's not fair!"

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Sometimes later, after we managed to escape from the shower and wedge 
ourself out of the shower, and you pulled me from the bathroom. I sat on the 
couch in my living room, udder massive and sprawled across the floor before 
me. My even larger breasts sat atop my gigantic udder like two massive 
weatherballoons. We had the special milkmachines going, suction cups 
attached to my udder teats and nipples of my swollen breasts. You had been 
milking me for nearly 45 minutes.

"They aren't getting smaller. They aren't reducing in size. Oh, what'll I 
do? I think they are permanently this size now," I said with a sob looking 
at my freakishly huge body.

"We'll figure out something," you said as you looked at your babygirl, how 
huge I was. "In the meantime, how about I go out and get us a pizza for 
dinner."

"Yum. Sounds good," I said. "Make it three pizzas. I'm starving."

END