Breast comparisons

"Damn Fael, you've got some nice mambas."

This made Faelwen laugh out loud. "I don't have mambas, Doe. They are too small for that. The best they can be called are titties. If there's anyone here who'se got mambas then it would be your mother."

You drew back in shock. "I ... ?"

"Yes, miss John." Faelwen replied. "Your breasts are quite a bit bigger then mine."

"To be honest, I'm wearing a push up, so they appear bigger then they really are." You admitted to them.

To let the girls know the real size of your breasts, you decided to strip off some clothes until you too were bare-chested in front of them.

"Aww, you're right." Faelwen, said. "They are more like knockers."

"So what do I have, then." Doe intervened.

"Yours are like totally melons." Faelwen replied instantly.

Doe blushed and said "No way."

"It's true." Faelwen insisted. "Just put them next to ours, you'll see."

Upon this motivation, Doe sighed and took off her shirt as well. Faelwen was right, your daughter did have knockers. If you were to put a size on them, it would be D-cups. It was actually the first time you had seen her fully developed breasts. Her light green skin-tone made them look quite exotic. Her areola's were a little darker green and made them seem quite inviting.

"Omg, Fael, did your nipples get hard?" Doe suddenly blurted out.

A surprised Faelwen drew back and looked at her titties.

"Huh, looks like they did." She said and poked one of them. Another sign the aphrodisiac was doing it's job.

"Ooo," You teased the elf girl. "So that is where your interests are."

"What, no." Faelwen tried to defend herself. "It just happens sometimes."

"Don't worry, Faelwen. It happens to me too."

To accentuate your argument, you pushed your chest forward a bit. The girls could both clearly see that the nipples on your knockers were hard as well.

"Yeah, but in you're case it's more understandable, mom." Doe said. "I mean, cause you're a hermaphrodite and all ..."

"Wait wait, hang on." Faelwen interrupted. "If your mom's a hermaphrodite, and her nipples give away that she's horny, then shouldn't that mean ... ?"

Both the girls eyes widened and their heads turned simultaneously to your crotch. As they expected, there they found a bulge in your clothing.

Both girls raised their heads. Faelwen spoke first. "Miss John, do you think ..." And your daughter finished the sentence. "... you could let us see?"

The aphrodisiac you put in their cake had done it's job. You placed yourself in front of the teens and unbuttoned your skirt. It fell to the ground and left your hard elven cock bare. Doe's and Faelwen's eyes were glued to it.