Consequences of self exploration

“Gnnnngh…”

Sarah groaned from her throat, awakening to a cavalcade of senses fighting her mind for attention as she slowly came out of her comatose-like slumber. So much so that it took her a minute just to come to the reality that all over her shivering body she felt sore and cold and… clammy? She kept her eyes squinted closed as she lightly groaned, trying to muddle through the nuisance that was the waking world. One by one the individual parts of her slim, pale and nude form came into stark view in her mental list of areas that felt as if they’d been sent through the wash cycle and returned to her as she slept.

With a sigh she opened her eyes and tried to sit up without causing her back too much pain, which for some god-forsaken reason was of particular note in that mental list of straining and exhausted areas. She was mostly successful, having to use her thin arms to shakily hold herself up. As she finally sat upright she felt a heavy weight sag at her front, pulling on her shoulders and back in a way that felt… off.

“What in the world happened?” she drearily wondered as she finally looked down at herself.

Wiping her eye of the residual sleep to clear her view down at herself, the previous night slowly came back to her as she realized with a shock that those huge tits that she’d thought had been a part of some amazing dream were in fact hanging heavily from her small torso.

“Oh wow.” she murmured as she remembered the long night and many constant, body shaking climaxes she’d had. From the bathroom to the bed and on to her chair as she wanted to watch other girl’s play with their huge tits as she played with her own. She’d gone late into the night toying with her new tits, so long that eventually the only reason she’d stopped was because her body had been nearly numb from the strain and pleasure of forcing herself to cater to her overwhelming need to use her newly grown pleasure buzzers.

Her mouth felt dry as she looked down on herself, realizing that the only thing she’d had to drink through the whole night was the leftover water on her desk from the “game session” last night. Well… that wasn’t quite true either… she realized as a memory of sticking her pussy-slickened fingers inside her mouth surfaced. For some reason, Sarah had started trying things which before she would not have even considered before last night. She couldn’t help as her heart beat with a steady rhythm at the memory of poking a finger inside her petite rear hold as she continued to fondle her improved nipples, moaning loudly the whole while, uncaring that her granny was sleeping just down the hall with her door wide open. She ogled her two sexy peaks, a rosy color rising on her cheeks as she considered all that the orbs had apparently changed about her. Considering her rising libido, despite her tired and sore body, she wanted more. She wanted to explore all these new, sexy “interests” which had appeared from seemingly nowhere in her mind last night.

Eventually she found her way to the kitchen on slightly shaky feet and with an arm under her huge tits to help her back with the strain. That had been difficult, to not focus on the sublime sensations assaulting her mind as they jiggled and jostled with each quavering step towards the kitchen. She’d needed to focus her mind elsewhere as she made her way and then obtained a glass, filling it with refreshing liquid and drinking greedily.

Why? She wasn’t completely naive, she knew that it was not normal to just grow boobs in a couple minutes, and as her mind began to question, she realized that had not been the only odd thing to happen the night before. Anne (Sarah finally knew her friend's actual name) had been seemingly unaware as her room and clothes changed in the blink of an eye. Something which Sarah had at first chalked up to being some sort of green screen effect, but now was questioning as she had cause to.

She would have also questioned her own odd behaviour last night. Her exhibitionist streak last night in front of her granny which at the time had just felt… right, but now in the early afternoon light just didn’t quite feel like her. As well as her explorations with kinkier acts than the shy girl had ever actively considered. All of that was overshadowed by the two huge mounds of buoyant flesh which she still held aloft with her arm. Because while those things were so out of character for her, this new world where she felt so… sexy made her think that those things had just been some sort of reaction to growing her new tits. Besides, the realization that she had acted like such a pervert was causing a steady rise and fall to her newly improved chest.

“Well good morning sleepy. Did you have ‘fun’ last night?” Lillian said as she walked in, pulling the fridge door open as she eyed over it’s interior. Sarah didn’t miss the way that the woman put emphasis on the word “fun”.

Weirdly, Sarah still felt that… openness towards her grandmother, at least when it came to her activities from last night. Still a blush rose on her cheeks, not in embarrassment but as a response to running over the kinky details of what she’d done the night before.

“Yes! Wow yes. Did you hear how long I went last night? I must have been up til’, god, five or six I think.” She couldn’t help her arm which held her bouncy mammaries high from rubbing along the underside of the sensitive orbs as she recalled. “I don’t even know how many times I screamed I was cumming!” she blushed, looking at her “gran”. “Sorry about that by the way.”

Lillian just chuckled wryly, pulling out a canned fizzy drink and popping the lid. “No worries dear, I know how hard it can be when you’re so young, don’t let me get in the way of your fun.” She smiled, leaning against the fridge as she waited for the girl to continue with her story.

Sarah didn’t know why her grandmother was so… accepting of all of this. They had never shared in this sort of thing before, Sarah would have never suspected that the woman would have been so willing to accept her granddaughter just masturbating out in the open (although still in the house). Even with that question running through her mind she couldn’t deny how freeing it was to just talk about the new excitement from last night so Sarah took it as it was, just glad to have an ear for her wild ride.

Sarah was completely nude as they talked, any shame from being completely bare to the other woman having fled her mind after last night.

Sarah looked down at her tits, lifting them slightly as she continued. “I especially had fun with these last night! I mean, have you ever seen such big boobs on a girl so small?” she asked, feeling an odd tingle at the edge of her senses.

At some point during the night she’d had the brilliant idea of using the cold metal of the gold ring to rub her slimy clit for some perverted stimulation. Still it rested on her right index, dried girl cum holding it in place on the pale digit. Neither recognized as the elderly if still somewhat youthful woman’s own chest inflated to a sizable proportion to her granddaughter. Not quite as large but still enough to be bigger than someone of her size would usually be capable of having.

Of course Lillian knew of someone with breasts that matched if not outmatched her erstwhile granddaughter’s own huge pair, but she didn’t want to ruin the girl’s excitement by bringing up the woman whom she’d birthed.

“And then there was all the kinky stuff I did!” Sarah said with a gleam in her eye, her hands now finding purchase on the sensitive orbs as she leaned back into the counter to hold up her tired legs. “I didn’t guhg… know that toying with your butt hole, it uhhh… feels kind of good…” So focused on the pleasurable feelings battering at her will she didn’t notice as her slim legs gave out beneath her. Lillian, being the ever present grandmother, quickly stepped forward to grab her granddaughter by the arms and kept her from causing any damage to herself by accident.

“Woh, woh! I think you need to hold off of the fun bits for the moment!” She said, laughing as she helped the big boobed girl back to her feet. Sarah laughed along, the ever present blush on her embarrassed cheeks.

“Come on, you look like you need a hot bath, you pervy girl!” Lillian said, pulling her granddaughter towards the bathroom. Sarah happily let herself be pulled along.