Make use of her newfound control and relish in her body without worry

Liz looked down at her endowments in a different, more docile light now. Instead of anxiety and worry about 'what if I can't stop', or 'how am I going to live with them', or 'what if they get bigger', staring at (what she could see of) her body only filled her with a placid warmth towards the future, because she knew the answers to those and many other questions that could've plagued her once.

What if she can't stop? As if.

How is she going to live with them? Proudly.

What if they get bigger?...

Hmm, the idea wasn't all that unpalatable to her, if she was being honest. Of course, her base desires drooled (almost literally) at the thought of growth without end, but her rational mind also figured she hadn't quite hit the threshold where she'd be majorly impeded by her enhancements if she went further yet. Sure, people would talk and look at her different, who knows what they'd say in whispers behind her back, but they were already doing that when she was tiny and flat, so that was always going to happen. The only difference is that, now, she's no longer going to care about any idiots that try to put her down, specially if its for her new dynamite body.

And dang dynamite it was.

She turned her gaze towards her huge bust, an easy task considering the space it occupied. Her head-sized tits rested nicely on her torso, completely dominating the area over her ribcage. The feeling of the air going over her naked skin kept her nipples erect, though she noted that by the puffiness of her areolas they might turn inwards if she warmed them up and calmed down. Not that she really wanted to do the latter, as her grin widened the slightest millimeter at the sight of her twin pink peaks, jutting out firmly with only a light sag that felt specially engineered to say "Yes, they're real".

She rolled her shoulders forward, bringing her arms to the sides of her breasts and squeezing them together into an oblong shape. She let them go, keen on the way they jiggled back to position, and then gently turned her upper body from side to side, enjoying the feeling of the two orbs rolling and rocking on her chest, not to mention how they pulled her when she changed direction. Warmth shifted about on top of her, and as she sped up her rotations, the gentle clapping of the mammaries almost echoed in the silent home. Liz lightly chuckled as she felt them hang heavily by bending over and continuing her movements, fat sacks of flesh slapping more noisily now. She stopped them gently by grabbing them, placing her palms over her nipples. Her grin opened into a full smile as she straightened up and spread her fingers, marveling at how much breast she had to spare. She smooshed her boobs against herself, causing them to spread out and really cover her chest now as her fingers sunk into the soft flesh so sweetly, while she leaned back to the wall beside her door.

"Ooh..." Liz's eyes fluttered as she cooed and pulled on her nipples, hammocking her tits as she explored their elasticity. Feeling a bit of a tingle from them, she let go and then cradled her mammaries with her arms, pushing her left breast up to her mouth. A simple task with their size, even if she feels the true, delightful weight in her hold while doing so. There is a moment of trepidation, as if using her mouth on herself would breach some new level of debauchery and naughtiness now, past what she's already done. Her breath starts to shake as it puffs over her aching nipple, the swirling mess of perversion in her mind hitting her harder and harder with anticipation. A dazed giggle almost escapes her lips as she wets them, her eyes low key idling on some very faint lines tracing the sides of her breast.

Then, with the windup of a diver about to submerge, she pushes the excited teat into her mouth gives it a strong, long suck. The action sends an intense warmth through her body, one that she feels attempting to rush into her still half-hard erection, but she forcefully curbs away by focusing away back into her almost radiating breasts. She feels the heat they exude on her chest, on her arms and hands lovingly holding them, and on her face as she suckles at the reddened tip (though her matching red face itself might be just as heated on its own). She kneads her right breast in circles at the same time with her free hand, drawing out cute moans out of herself as she took full pleasure in fondling her tits to her heart's content with her renewed control.

Still, highly-attuned command of her body or not, the built up heat bouncing through her from her self-groping was growing to dizzying heights, her face feeling like it was about to catch aflame from the heat and her nipples like they were about to burst like tiny red balloons, so with an exaggerated suck and subsequent POP, she let go of her orbs. Her hands lowered, languidly laying over her stomach, while her heated and blushing boobs settled back into position. Liz pushed her back and shoulders into the wall, embracing the feeling of the cold wall against her heated skin, and drew in deep breaths, both because of her high level of excitation and from how long she suckled on herself without pausing to breathe. It took her a while, teary eyes staring into nothing, heat that felt intense enough to steam running through her, and laborious breathing rocking her about, before she could hold her composure again. Turns out, despite her very mature-looking assets, her heart was still young and **** to being overwhelmed by the new feelings she was exploring.

Hah... Hah... Wow... No wonder all the girls in class want to get huge boobies quick! She thought to herself, looking down at her disproportionate bust with even more love and appreciation now that she had a taste of what they could give her. Most of her classmates were barely starting to use training bras, and here she was with the most succulent boobs ever, bigger than she's seen even her teachers have.

Her hands wandered lower as she finished cooling down, eventually coming to rest on the part she'd never seen any girl have. While still warm from the blood flowing through it, it had receded and shrank a few inches, her brain's commands to it to erect earlier diverted away by her strong will preventing it from partaking in what would've otherwise been a load-releasing session. It rested almost sadly, laying atop her huge sack.

She thought of testing her limits with it like she did her breasts, but the dissipation of the adrenaline from recent events let her feel her legs feeling a little tired. Still, she didn't want to hide away just yet...