Cassie hand both hands on her face, blushing as she played out scenarios in her head. You could hear her muttering through all the sex positions she knows and wants to try with her new booty.
"Aren't you a little lopsided?" you question as you poke a finger into her boob. She stares you down, not a trace of humor in her expression.
"You're right, I couldn't give you a titfuck right now. You're planning ahead." She tried to do something resembling a smile, but it appears the best she could was her small smile or it looked like she wanted to kill you. "How considerate."
She undid her zipper slightly, allowing you to see the generic gray t-shirt underneath. "Fill em up... D-dad..dy... I can't say that."
She looked slightly abashed, squirming her hips and twisting one leg like a school girl as her arms presented her modest tits. You smile in response.
"Alright Cassie, I'll fill up your tits. Fill them up till there so full of milk and fat that you become addicted to rubbing them." You use a nonverbal wish, putting out: Natural looking, plump, milk filled and perky. Not saggy. Size of basketballs. Bouncy and soft. "Soon, you'll fall in love with your body again and again. What do you love?"
She stared at you as her shirt began to move, then put on a big smile. "My students!"
"...Not the answer I was going for, but I'll work with it." You shove your face between those swelling titties. You can hear the milk churning, her breathing, her elevated heartbeat. A slight gasp as you move your head, her chest getting bigger and softer. Cloth stretching.
The smell and feel of sweat- actually, it does smell pretty weird in here. A mix of cum and sweat, smells like what you imagine an orgy does. You add a few more mental "wishy commandy things". Cassie's sweat smells sweet, and tastes good. Cassie's cum smells and tastes good-and not like her sweat. Cassie's breast milk tastes good, and not like either of the other... things.
It was hard to keep track of it all in your head. For now, you focus on the great boobies enveloping your head. Cassie strokes your head as she swells, moaning with delight. Her breasts begin to drip, and you smell something. Or somethings. Honey and lavender?
The lavender smells seems to be coming from her tits- no, her whole body. Oh, that was her sweat- Then the honey is probably her... God, eating her out is gonna be niiiice.
"Squishy, squishy, squishy..." Cassie was in a trance, giggling as she pushed the sides of her boobs. Her gray shirt was tight and wet, sweaty and drenched in milk. The underboobs were visible between the straining bra and shirt. "Am I pretty? Do you like my squish?"
You grab her ass and look her in the eyes. "You, Cassie, are beautiful. You have been and will be. And yes, I like your squish."
You give that big ol` booty a squeeze for emphasis, then rub your face into those big tits again. She was blushing like crazy, and her heartbeat was very high.
In front of you is a very shy, very cute, very beautiful and very, very horny woman. Her breasts are framed by her jacket, her thighs are as thick as you. Her bum is fat and rotund, bouncing and swaying with hips almost as wide as you are tall. Her cold face is broken up by the blush across her cheeks and the hint of a smile. She is hot as fuck, and right now she's yours. You decide to...