"Mmmmmmmmm...." Cailin sleepily sighed as she rubbed her face against the soft cushion, in the morning light.
"Ahem, Cailin?" Mona asked the sleepy girl.
"hmmmmmmmm?" Cailin went as she opened her eyes and found her face pressing against Mona boobs.
"WOAH!" the girls said as she took her arms away from the minty green haired girl's backside and the force from her pressed down breasts pushed her back.
The two just stared at eachother, blushing hard at what had happened.
"How long?" Cailin asked.
"I'd say an hour." Mona responded, adjusting her bra with a flustered face.
"Why didn't you stop me?" Cailin asked with an equally deep blush.
"It.... felt good." Mona let out uncomfortably.
A knock on the door disrupted the awkwardness of the whole situation.
"Cailin! Get ready, your trial run is today!" Dr. Grant said.
The white haired girl bolted out, her rack colliding with the doctor as she ran for the shower. Half an hour later, she was out the door, running to the firing range as fast as she could.
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Cailin stood in position, pistol at ready.
"Okay, we have some targets set up, take out as many as you can within the time constraint." the instructor said.
Cailin drew her pistol.
"Ready? GO!" the instructor yelled.
Cailin ran fast and ran hard as the first target popped up, a mannequin with a wig and a target on it's breast. Cailin shot it without a problem, same with the next four targets. She started to notice a problem when she got past ten.
*POW*
Her DD cups shuddered from the blast as fake blood hit her.
*BAM*
Her mega jugs jiggled again, sending a warm heat throughout her body.
*BAM! BAM! BAM!*
They shook even harder now, as Cailin forced herself to hold back a moan.
"What's going on with her, doc?" a Sergeant asked.
"Her body is getting shaken up by the gun's recoil," Dr. Grant said with baited breath, "the arousal from it might be too much for her."
"You're saying that this is turning her on?" the woman asked again.
"Yes. Let's hope she withstands it." Dr. Grant said.
*BANG, POW, BAM!*
Cailin enormous boobs were shaking like jello, leaving the girl audibly moaning and her crotch becoming damp. She roared out as she got her last couple of shots in.
"Final time: 25 minutes. Total targets: 50/60." The screen displayed.
Cailin just feel to her knees, panting and moaning as the Sergeant walked up.
"I'd say that was sloppy, but given your circumstances, that was probably the best you could do." the woman said as she got Cailin to her feet.
"Sorry, this giant freaking knockers kept shaking around and..." Cailin was stopped by the woman placing a finger over her mouth.
Cailin looked to se the woman had a similar frame to hers, only taller with more muscles. Her short brunette hair framed her stoic green eyes well.
"Sergeant Miridan. I got the same shot you did." the woman explained.
"Here's some advice: grab some gauze and sports tape before you go into an intense operation, and bind up your chest. Keeps your mellons from moving around too much."
"Thank you ma'am." Cailin said as she collapsed from the arousal.
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Cailin simply sat in the bed shovelling her meal in.
"A B-Raking?" Mona asked.
"Yeeesh." Cailin said messily before swallowing and continuing. "My boobs kept shaking around and turning me on."
"I see. Well, good night." Mona said as she shut the light off.
Cailin just stared at the ceiling, unable to stop thinking about how her arousal could get in the way. Sure she could bind her chest up, but she doubted it woul do too much...