E-cups!

John couldn't help but marvel at the transformation he had brought upon his mother (Julie). Her bosom, once modest, now swelled to a magnificent of size E-cup, filling out her plain white nurse uniform in a way that caught his eye every time he glanced her way. Yet, to his surprise, his mother noticed his stare and admiring glances of her. Especially John's eyeing at her ample bosom.

"John, these are only for babies and you are not a baby anymore," Mom says and her tone strict yet tinged with anger. "I haven't produced milk in years! Here, drink orange juice instead." With that, Mom slammed a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice right in front of John and turned away angrily.

In secretively mom blushes as she thinks. Well in truth my breasts are not only for babies but also for your dad as we play sensual adult games in bedroom. But there is no way I could say that to my son.

She jolt as she hears John worried voice._"I'm sorry, Mom, but it's hard not to look. Your boobies and you look so beautiful." _John quickly apologized, trying to explain.

Mom glanced at him with a mix of concern and annoyance. "There's more to me than just my appearance, John. Please remember that," she said, her voice tinged with both exasperation and a hint of sadness. With that, she turned away abruptly, retreating to the kitchen to prepare breakfast and more orange juice for her husband and the rest of the family.

Mom sighed deeply and pondered to herself, her thoughts racing. Have I unintentionally raised John to be obsessed with big breasts, or is he simply growing closer to his father, who has always appreciated a big breasts like mine...?