Bigger Breasts

Henry was mesmerized his mother was always a beautiful woman with an amazing hour glass figure but she always wore fashionable but somewhat stereotypical suburban mom clothing. Appropriate classy clothes that complimented but never really showed off her figure. What a figure it was! Henry was shocked seeing her wearing such sexy underwear. To Henry G-strings and lacy cleavage forming bras were the domain of sexy internet models and slutty teenagers, not his own mother. He admired her supple curves and her perfect alabaster skin which contrasted sensually with her black underwear.

Though he checked her out on occasion, seeing her underwear clad figure made him realize that he was living under the same roof with a 10/10 woman this whole time. No wonder all his best friends admitted they jerked off regularly to her once when they all got drunk together. It was eye opening and life-changing for Henry to realize how much of MILF his own mother was. He didn't even care how all this was possible, he was just thankful.

Thankfully his mother seemed focused on her ironing now that she did not notice her son's perverted gaze. As Henry's eyes bore into his mother's ample cleavage, he thought maybe mom isn't a 10 after all, her breasts were large and certainly bigger than he thought they were but there was always room for improvement. If he could redraw her clothing, what's to say he couldn't redraw her body too.

Henry looked down on his pad and erased his mother's big tits and reshaped them to his idea of perfection. He took his time referencing all the huge natural breasted models and porn star he had ever jerked off to on the internet, those blessedly endowed women from far flung eastern-European that possessed God's gift to men of the world atop their chest. Henry lovingly crafted his mom's titties into massive tear drop shaped round globes, he made them stand high and proud on her chest almost gravity defying but was careful not to make them cartoonish balloons.

When he was finally satisfied with his drawing, he looked up and witnessed his mother's tits grow in real time in front of him. It was erotic but surreal watching his mother's boobs magically enlarge and double in size in front of him. With a bounce, they finally settled into his ideal size of firm mouth-watering melons. He gasped when he saw the his creation in the flesh, they were more perfect than he had imagined.

His mother looked up from her ironing and wrinkled her nose in confusion at her son's startled yelp.

"Why are you staring at Mommy's boobs, honey?" she asked.