Looks like Janet's gonna be able to fuck Angie's tits soon.

"Muh... bh... nnh..."

"Shush, don't try to talk, my little cockslut," Janet murmured, Angie's chin still in her hand as she massaged the last bits of cum out of his boy clit so they oozed onto his thick thighs. "You just came so hard you can't even stand. But at least you're at the perfect height for a bl--hm?"

It felt as if Angie was finally breathing out, and a long, relieved sigh rose from his throat as his fingers twitched where they still held the maid dress in his lap. But the sensation wasn't from a breath finally released - it sat in front of Angie's lungs, mirroring what he had felt when his ass and thighs had begun growing. He really was growing...

"Tits?! Oooh, it must be my birthday, cockslut! All my wishes are coming true. And looking at your face, yours as well."

Janet wasn't wrong - Angie's swelling boobs felt orgasmic. Even though his tiny little prick had just spewed cum all over the kitchen floor, it twitched between Janet's fingers as it fought desperately to grow hard again. But Angie's nipples were far ahead of it, rising on puffy areolas and tenting the white fabric of the chest part of his maid dress. It billowed and moved with every twitch that wracked the femboy's body, but not for long, that much was obvious as Angie's itty bitty titties began to swell. Slowly, inexorably, accompanied by mind-bending pleasure - at least for Angie's battered mind, fully soaked in arousal as it was.

"Mnnoooh... haah, haaanh~... ahuuunh~..."

"God, you look pathetic, Angie," Janet smirked, but the way her bulge throbbed betrayed how much the femboy's predicament excited her. "I wonder how big they'll get. 'Cause I want them to be cumbersome, Angie. I want them to be so big they constantly get in your way. I want to see you stumble around the house, trying to do your job with huge fucking tits, knocking stuff over with your giant knockers, and every time you screw up... I'll fuck the living daylights out of you."

"Uuoooaaaannh~!"

"Knew you'd like that, cockslut. Now, how are your titties coming along?"

Quite well. Where before, Angie's tiny breasts had barely moved no matter how much he'd moved, but now, every twitch sent little jiggles through the growing mounds, more and more vigorous with every passing second. Their weight, barely noticeable before, increased relentlessly and pulled at Angie's front, the way the blossoming orbs rubbed against his maid dress almost enough to make his spent boy clit hard again. But Janet... Janet was plenty hard for both of them.

"Fffuck, Angie... I came inside you three times already today, and with two dicks, that's like, six orgasms." Groaning, Janet began to pull open her fly, the prospect of another ruthless dicking doing much to make his lust go out of control even more than it already was. "But fuck me if those tits don't got me all pent up again. Nah, better yet - I'll just fuck them."

Once more, Janet pulled her throbbing, veiny monsters from her shorts, and once more, Angie's eyes were drawn to his cousin's fat cocks like moths to a flame. They were so big and hard, and comparing them to his tiny, useless boy clit made the femboy's breath hitch in his throat. And now, they'd slip between his expanding tits, down a deepening cleavage that was yet another source of pleasure for his mistress... He was becoming an ever better fucktoy for Janet, and that knowledge made him hornier than ever.

"Now, up on the table, cockslut. Up you go, lay down on your back!"

Of course, Janet wasn't helping the femboy in the slightest as he struggled and writhed, limbs weakened by lust, breasts jiggling as they grew inexorably. Once he'd made it on top of the kitchen table, feet dangling off on the far side, they'd already become large enough to almost fill his dress, forming an enticingly deep cleavage for Janet's cocks to slip into. Panting, his head hanging off the table, Angie looked up at his mistress as she stroked both her shafts and stepped closer, the scrotum swinging to the left and right like a hypnotic pendulum.

"Alright, open your mouth, Angie. I haven't got two dicks for nothing."

"Ghuoaaah~..."

Disobedience was out of the question. Besides, Angie wanted to feel that hot, throbbing rod thrust deep into his throat, wanted to taste the velvety skin, the thick load roiling in Janet's nuts once she unloaded violently into him. Sticking out his tongue, Angie shuddered as soon as his mistress's glans touched his lips, the other grazing his clavicle, and when Janet began to push forwards into his hot, eager mouth, the femboy's eyes rolled up in their sockets. Or down, seeing as Angie's head was hanging upside down from the tables edge.

The velvety hot sensation of Janet's cock pushing into his salivating mouth, the salty taste spreading over his tongue, the excited throbbing of his mistress' mighty pole as she **** it deeper into his maw and between his swelling breasts - it was more than enough to instantly harden his boy clit again, making Angie twitch his hips involuntarily as Janet grabbed his tits to squeeze them around the cock not lodged into the femboy's mouth.

"Damn, cockslut, they don't even fit into my hands!" Angie could feel precum squelch in his cleavage as Janet's fat shaft spilled copious amounts with every throb, making the deepening valley between the soft orbs just as wet and slippery as his mouth. "They're so fucking soft, and they're still growing! Fuck, they're making me so hard."

Angie indeed felt his mistress swell inside his mouth and between his boobs, and finally gagged on Janet's glans when she'd **** her throbbing shaft in as deep as it would go, almost deeper than the near-delirious femboy could take it. Her juicy balls were resting on his forehead, Angie's nose pressed into the crook where Janet's scrotum hung from her twin cocks, drawing deep from her lustful smell. The femboy's heart thundered below his expanding breasts, pulse pounding in his desperately erect dicklet and the stiff nipples crowning his chest.

His boy clit jumped as Janet rubbed both of Angie's nips with her thumbs through his dress, pressing the femboy's swelling funbags against her throbbing cock - and finally, she began to thrust. Angie's squeals were obviously muffled by the cock plugging his throat as he sucked and slobbered all over the pulsing shaft, feeling the ridge of Janet's glans and every last swollen vein on his lips and tongue. Nevertheless, the sounds of unabashed pleasure reached an impressive volume, and Angie pushed his unoccupied hands into his petticoats to to rub his leaking boy clit, legs kicking weakly as his toes curled.

"Oooh, god yes! FUCK, your mouth pussy is great, suck my dick, cockslut!" Eloquence wasn't Janet's strong suit right now, but Angie wasn't his cousin's eager slut because she had a way with words, but because she had her way with him. "Nffh, your tits are the best!"

Angie had to concur, somewhere among the rampant lust making his entire body tingle and throb. He felt their increasing weight as Janet pumped her cock between them, the straining member already easily swallowed up by soft breastflesh despite its length and girth. Of course, said length and girth allowed her to pull her shaft out a considerable distance before thrusting back in, making the femboy's enormous hooters jiggle mightily in the confines of Angie's maid dress. And they did feel confined - whereas before, the fabric had billowed emptily, it was now stretched tight over the huge orbs, tented by the femboy's erect nipples as the tops of his soft tits began to bulge from the cleavage of the dress.

Of course, the more overstuffed Angie's dress became, the tighter a cleavage this presented for Janet, much to her enjoyment as she pounded both her cousin's mouth and his tits, grunting and groaning lustfully as her nuts kept slapping against Angie's forehead, her cock plugging his throat again and again, barely giving him time to breathe. The slight lack of air only served to make the femboy more dizzy with lust, panting and squealing as he rubbed his smooth balls and his twitching boy clit with the fingers of both hands, feeling pre squelching between his legs.

"Fucking... take it, you big-titted slut! I'm gonna fuck your tits so big you can barely walk!" Indeed, with every barely controlled thrust from Janet's hips, there seemed to be a burst of growth from Angie's heaving, jiggling breasts, the seams at the front of his dress creaking with every quick breath. "You're gonna be my useless little fuckslut, my fuck cow with your fucking udders!"

The idea of being nothing more than a helpless fucktoy for his mistress drove Angie wild, almost more so than Janet's rough treatment. Confined to the house, hampered by the size of his assets, Janet fucking him day in and day out, his only function, his only use being her satisfaction... Angie squeaked and choked around his mistress's shaft, feeling thin ropes of cum arc from his jumping boy clit as he came violently. As he writhed and moaned and gagged under Janet's continued ****, the femboy could feel her throb and strain between his gargantuan tits and inside his mouth. Clearly his display of wanton lust was not without effect on Angie's mistress.

"You love that, huh, you slut?!" Humping Angie's face and tits rapidly, Janet ground out her lustful groans between shuddering breaths. "Being nothing but an ass and tits and a mouth for me to enjoy! Oh, you'll see! You'll see how big I can make your ass! How uselessly huge I can fuck your udders! How much fucking cum I'll pump into you!"

Judging by the way Janet's nuts twitched and jumped up towards her pelvis, said cum wasn't too far off. Not that Angie was able to actually do much judging in his nigh-delirious state, gagging and slobbering on his mistress' enormous schlong as his swelling boobs pressed into his dress, forming a tight seal around Janet's other cock. The femboy was still cumming, jizz streaking from his boy clit and through the kitchen, but the sensation was almost an afterthought compared to the way Janet's shafts strained and swelled in preparation.

"Nnhfuck, cumslut, here it comes," Janet groaned, thrusting her hips slowly, powerfully as her heavy nuts drew up against her crotch a final time. As she rammed her cocks deep into Angie's mouth and cleavage, the femboy could feel them swell almost to the point of bursting. "Ge-get ready, here it comes, here it... fucking... cummms~!"

Indeed it came. A deluge of cum cascaded into Angie's mouth, instantly overwhelming the femboy's capacity. Thick jizz bubbled from his lips and nostrils, dripping to the floor even as he frantically swallowed everything he could. Angie barely made a dent. At the same time, Janet's hot swimmers blasted between the femboy's more than prodigious tits, filling his cleavage with sticky, salty goodness with enough **** to squirt out at Angie's underboob, soaking the fabric of the maid dress in cum.

Bucking her hips, Janet emptied her nuts with loud curses and groans, the volume in no way diminished from any of her previous climaxes. Even though Angie's nuts hadn't shrunk at all, what he had produced with two of his climaxes couldn't hold a candle to even one of Janet's - from one of her cocks, of course. The renewed reminder how much more virile and powerful his mistress was made Angie's face burn even more, heart thumping loudly in his ears. He truly was a pathetic little bitch compared to her...

"Ooooh... fucking hell, cumslut..." Breathing heavily, Janet put her hands to the left and right of Angie's slight body, her elbows brushing against the sides of his massive boobs. "That was... You're such a good fuck, I'll give you that. But... phew... that right there just won't do."