With just a subtle suggestion from Ty, whatever apprehension Eileen felt melted away. Becca looked to Ty, who nodded nervously, as the giant moose woman soaking the couch in her pussy juice grunted and nodded.
“Y-Yes, darling,” her husky voice huffed, “that’s fine.”
Becca began feeling up her own mother. Her enormous arms, her massive shoulders. She reached up and massaged the giant creature’s back and felt the tremendous swell of her musculature beneath her thick hide. It was clear Becca was growing excited herself.
“My God, she’s enormous...” the younger woman blinked. “You could pick up a fucking car like this, couldn’t you, you big lusty beast?”
“Mmmfh.” Eileen chuffed, nodding with a smile. “Yes. I probably... probably could... or... or... you.”
Becca let out a squeak as the moose rose from the couch, grabbing her daughter by the waist and lifting her off the couch and to the ceiling with absolutely no effort.
“My God!” Becca gasped. “Yes! Yes! You’re a fucking tank!”
The two stared into each other’s eyes with lust while Ty sat on the carpet, blushing deep red and wondering why he had agreed to this. He felt bad to forcing Eileen to let this happen with her own child. He felt gross. But Becca had been insistent at the table that she was intrigued by the kinky possibilities. Ty just wanted to change Eileen back. He wanted Becca to leave them alone and take her even weirder perversions elsewhere.
It was with shock, then, when the giant moose got down on her knees and motioned to Ty with a come hither finger and a lusty smirk, Becca blushing and squeezed against her huge right breast.
"Come here, darling..." Eileen huffed. "Might as well enjoy this thick powerful body while I still have it. After all, you're going to make me a lot taller soon."
Taller? Ty gasped. Oh right! Next was the giraffe!