As shopping sprees usually go if smoking hot babes are involved.

"A bombshell and a MILF, going on a spree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G," Addie sang as they arrived at the mall. On the way, it had taken a tremendous amount of effort from Monica to keep her eyes focused on the road as with every bump and bounce of the car, Addie's bra-less chest jiggled and shook lewdly. The way the seatbelt separated the two huge boobs didn't really help either. She felt her cock tingle, but it was still not getting hard. It was probably for the best, Monica figured - this was neither the time nor the place, and it probably wasn't very healthy to spew her load that often in one day.

"And you call me cheesy," Monica groaned, smiling at her voluptuous daughter.

"Hey, it rhymes, so it's true," Addie answered, giving her mother a quick peck on the cheek and then took her by the hand, pulling Monica towards the mall. As she was walking, Addie felt her tits and ass bounce with every step - and Monica noticed, of course. Her eyes were glued to her daughters jiggling behind, mind almost blank safe for the overwhelming feeling of desire and love for Addie.

When Addie led her mother through the doors of the mall, Monica could finally pull her attention away and towards the task at hand.

"Alright, sweetie, first things first: Your twins need proper support," she began, "believe me, it won't be long and you'll be thanking me."

"Oooh, you're getting me lingerie? Naauughty~," Addie answered, grinning from ear to ear. Teasing her mother was fun!

"Shush, you. I just hope they'll have something in your size."

Heading off towards women's apparel, it didn't take them long to notice that they were turning heads left and right. Well, mostly Addie, but Monica wasn't exactly homely herself - she kept fit with yoga, her boobs were still tight and shapely and once a month, she treated herself to a visit to a beautician to keep her skin and hair healthy and shining. A regimen she was planning to extend to Addie, of course. Most men stared, some unabashedly, others looked away as soon as they caught themselves. There were also quite a few women among the onlookers; some where eating up Addie's body with their eyes, other's tried to **** her with stares. Addie herself didn't miss all this attention, she even relished it. As Adam, she'd been just another geek, another face in the crowd, but as Addie, she felt like a Hollywood star, commanding attention anywhere she went. The feeling was almost sexual - or was that a hidden exhibitionist streak?

Before Addie could follow that train of though further, they reached the lingerie store her mother had had in mind. As they entered, the clerk boggled. She had only once seen boobs as big as Addie's, and that had been on a woman twice or three times her size! Sometimes God wasn't fair in how he distributed assets...

Straightening herself, she greeted the pair:

"Welcome to Bras, Panties and Beyond, I'm Susan. How can I help you?"

"Well, you see, I..."
"My daughter has come to visit me from college and the airline lost her luggage. Now she spilled tea over herself this morning and we need a new set of... everything for her," Monica interrupted Addie with the cover story she had come up with on the way over.

Dollar signs lit up in Susan's eyes. She'd make a killing on this commission!

"Of course! If you'll follow me to the over to our... bigger sizes? Do you know your bra size, miss?"

"Uuh... I'm afraid not..." Addie mumbled.

"Then I would ask you to wait a minute while I get the tape measure. You can use the time to pick out a few you like!" Susan answered, rolling her eyes as she left the mother-daughter duo. Of course the bombshell was a bimbo that didn't even know her cup size. All tits, no brain, as usual.

Said bimbo meanwhile was gushing over the lacy pieces of fabric on display all around her while Monica looked on bewildered and bemused. Sure, it was nice seeing her offspring so bewildered, but she'd been a girl for all of three hours, if that. Should she really be that excited about lingerie? Then again, what did it hurt? After all, she'd never seen the old Adam like this about... well, anything!

"Mom, mom, have you seen that one? With the little bows? I hope they have it in my size! Or that one with the embroidery. Or that one with the see-through lace!"

The thought of Addie's bouncing breasts in a partly see-through bra made Monica's dick throb.

"If they do, I'll buy you all of them, sweetie. But if they're too small, we really can't. There's nothing worse than a too-small bra!"

Addie threw herself into Monica's arms and hugged her tight with a whispered "Thank you, mom". Feeling their boobs squishing tightly together, she gazed deeply into her mother's eyes. Closing her eyes, Addie then pursed her lips to give Monica a deep kiss, but they were interrupted by the sound of Susan clearing her throat.

"Would you like me to measure you, miss?"

Untangling herself from her mother and a little red-faced, Addie let herself be measured by the clerk. Her touches were professional, if a bit rough, but they still excited Addie a little. Her boobs were just so sensitive, and she was basically being groped in broad daylight, so that was to be expected, right? Or maybe she was an exhibitionist after all. May be she could get her mother to...

"Phew, that's... that's pretty big. 38J. Damn. But you're in luck, miss: We pride ourselves on our thorough collection, so we have most of our styles in your size."

"That's good to hear. Thank you, we'll chose a few and let you know if we need more help," Monica answered the clerk.