Sore!

"Owwwww!", you whimper while cradling your massive tits.

Your swollen mammaries are stiff, painful and almost boiling with internal heat. They are so sensitive your entire being seems to be centered on your new chest. Your skinny arms wrap around them attempting to protect them from world. The ample bosom escapes your protection. Your slightest movements cause radiating pain. Slight shifts in the cool air across their sensitive skin causes your entire body to react.

Most cruelly your new piercings exacerbate these sensations. Areli, Tess, and you have had your sensitive nipples pierced with hoop rings. Each has dangling strands of stones which scratch and tickle the sensitive skin of your breasts with every motion. These stones now match the strands from your dangling earrings and belly button jewelry. Areli has strands of glittering red rubies matching her fiery hair. Tess has flawless diamond strands. You have ‎rich purple Amethyst stones.

Tess seems particularly aware of the strain you and Areli are under, "Girls, I can't imagine how you are feeling! I only went up two sizes to a D-cup and I can hardly stand it. You two have gone from A-cups to F-cups!" She struggles but successfully opens a jar of salve, "Remember the nurses instructed us to apply this multiple times a day for the next week. They said the swelling will go down, but only if you work this into the skin."

You and Areli gratefully accept the jars as she hands them to you. Your breasts are a deep purple with throbbing thick veins. The skin is tight and strains to contain the new flesh within. You grit your teeth and apply the freezing salve to your sensitive globes. Beside you Areli whimpers at the intense sensation. You manage to hide your discomfort and watch yourself applying the lotion in the mirror.

With a large scoop in each hand you cup your swollen tits and begin to kneed the concoction into your mammories. Beneath the surface the engorged network of nerve endings and milk ducts protests, but almost immediately the boiling hot skin begins to cool. After several moments you swear you already notice the purple color easing slightly.

Now for my nipples, you think. You scoop up to more handfuls of the salve and bite your lip. You steady your coated fingers just above your skin dreading the upcoming sensation. With dread you press your slick fingers around your augmented nipples.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrgh!" you groan as 10k new nerve endings fire off at the peak of each of your breasts.

Tess comes over and gently rubs your back. She studies you intently in the mirror as you work your slick fingers around your nipples. The cool salve bites are your sensitive peaks. Tears stream down your face as you work more of the miracle cream into your pierced nipples. Once you have worked as much as you can bare you lean back into Tess' embrace and shiver under the remaining sensation within your nipples.

Beside you Areli studies herself in the mirror. She lifts an arm above her head and watches her huge tit shift higher up her chest. Despite their large size, they are tight and perky. She winces and probes the fat spilling from her narrow frame under her arm.