Does it really....?

With a sight Melissa turned around, Mike certainly was very annoying today.
"What is it?" she tried to calm down her jiggling tits.
"So you... really didn't notice anything?" he wondered. Melissa looked at him, his semi foot-long dick, the cum dripping from his shaft.
"Aside that you still feel like shooting your cum all over the place..." she scolded him "Am I supposed to see anything?"
"Incredible..." Mike said in awe and started typing on his device again.

[MY MOM'S BREASTS WILL GROW TWICE AS LARGE OVER THE NEXT 10 SECONDS]

Mike's eyes almost popped out when he stared at the stressed fabric over Melissa's gigantic tits. It was more than obvious that this shirt was not made for the massive mountains of flesh underneath, but Melissa just stood there confused.
"So you wanted to show me something?" she wondered what was up with him today.
"Why uh did you decide to wear such a tight shirt today?" Mike tried to poke into the illusion.
"I know you like looking at them." Melissa stated the obvious. Something was seriously strange about that boy today.
"You could just go topless with those." Mike breathed heavily, and his dick - despite being technically spent - went up again. Melissa realized that he was right, and removed her shirt.
"Yeah. It was getting uncomfortable anyways." she figured, but Mike was completely mesmerized by her beachball-sized knockers swinging and jiggling around. Melissa tried to look at them, but from her perspective she could only barely see her nipples, they had just grown too big.

"S-so, they've always been this big, right?" Mike stammered, drooling, one hand back at his member. Melissa raised an eyebrow.
"You talk like we've met just yesterday." she returned confused "Something wrong with you?"
"No... just checking. Just... tell me, ok?" he insisted.
"Ok..." Melissa sighted, but if that would make him happy. He was certainly boob-focused today. "So I had this unnaturally fast growth sport at puberty, ended up with a ZZZ cup at 18, but kept them like this as the back pain is manageable and I don't want to get surgery." she summarized her life. There were a lot of details she left out, like the guys going crazy over her rack, and that's why she kept it actually, but that wasn't something for Mike to know. He just stared at her tits for a few more seconds, then buried his face into them. "Mike!" she yelped, but then if it made him happy, she just let him. And he really seemed to be content to get lost between them. Just when he tried to push his dick between them, she had to intervene.
"Now we are getting a bit eager, are we?" she laughed.
"But you are ok with me... t-titfucking you?" Mike wondered.
"Sure honey, but... well you are big, but then not this big." she tried to put it carefully, as she was well aware about how sensitive boys were about their size. But Mike just seemed to be lost in thoughts for a second, before he said:
"Fuck, I could just do it!" and started hammering on his phone.

[MY COCK GROWS TILL IT'S PERFECT FOR A TIT-FUCK WITH MOM'S TITS. MOM ADORES MY COCK.]

Melissa looked at her son and once again got reminded about how difficult his life was with a dick reaching up to his face when erect. But she knew one way that always comforted him. So she gently wrapped her strangely perfectly fitting mammaries around his cock, and started to gently pump his girthy shaft with her tits.
"You like that?" she asked with a caring tone, his grunts and eyes rolling back was all the answer she needed. Melissa stared at the almost fist-sized and very swollen head of his rigid cock, and decided to add to what she was doing with a few licks and kisses. Something about her son's dick had always allured her. She had fought with the arousal it caused her to feel for years, and even now she carefully held back to not do anything too sexual with her own son. But that dick, as ridiculously over-sized as it was, it was just amazing! Despite his earlier escapades, she skillfully managed to get him over the edge. A few more twitches and suddenly he started blasting her face with his cum. She had gotten used to it, even enjoyed it a bit, because it meant she had given him pleasure. And maybe even sapped enough energy from this boy so he would finally stop screwing around.

"You feeling better now?" she asked after she had made sure he was safely back on his feet after cuming so hard. His juice was dripping of her face and onto her tits, and together with what was running down his still mostly erect shaft caused a puddle on the floor.
"Yes..." Mike breathed heavily. She could clearly see how exhausted he was now from all that cuming. A job well done it seems.
"I guess I clean this up then, and make some sandwiches, ok?" Mike simply nodded, and tumbled backwards onto the couch.