Rebecca, a 23 Year Old Cosmetics Tester

The sound of a delivery van arriving would startle anyone out of their sleep. Rebecca, who had been waiting for the arrival of her goods for well over a week now, was already awake and standing by the door to greet the delivery man in nothing but some slippers and a dressing gown. She double checked her streaky brown hair, making sure she looked presentable, before continuing to wait patiently.

Three knocks then rapped against the door.

Instantly Rebecca threw the door open and greeted the delivery man,

“Good morning! Package for Rebecca?”

The delivery man, an awkward looking fellow, fumbled for words at the sight before him,

“U-uh… yeah, that’s uh… that’s right. Just sign here,” the delivery man held up a device with a stylus pen attached.

Knowing the routine Rebecca took the stylus pen into her hands and scribbled her signature into the device before being handed a relatively small sized box. She waved goodbye before shutting the door, making her way upstairs and placing the box on her bed. Tearing open the parcel with expert precision she was greeted to the sight of an assortment of bottled products; from shampoo, lotion, massage oil, the whole works.

But there was one curious bottle right in the middle with a sticky note on it that read,

‘Thank you Valued Individual for continuing to test our products. Our latest creation is for those looking to please their partners in a fun new way. Simply apply and rub into the user's skin.’

A smirk grew on Rebecca’s face as she excitedly looked over to her bed. But the smirk immediately became a pout as she realised the bed was empty as her partner, Logan, started a new job that required him to work insane hours

“Maybe I’ll surprise him tonight~?”

Rebecca picked up the bottle, placing it on the bedside table before discarding the sticky note, failing to notice what had been written on the other side, ’WARNING. APPLY ONLY TO NIPPLES. APPLICATION ANYWHERE OTHER THAN WHERE INSTRUCTED MAY CAUSE SIDE EFFECTS.’

Grabbing the box, she slid it under the bed before getting comfortable on the mattress. The mysterious new bottle opened with a satisfying pop as a sweet aroma met her senses, causing her eyes to roll into the back of her head. Almost on instinct she undid her robe, exposing her well-toned body to the cool morning air. She sported a pair of white panties while her beautiful double D breasts hung freely with pride.

Squeezing a little bit of the bottle’s contents onto her finger Rebecca began rubbing the oil-like liquid onto her nipples as they immediately stood at attention.

“Woah, okay… so this stuff makes my tits look more appealing? Maybe they can start jumping…” Rebecca said offhandedly.

She didn’t expect her breasts to start bobbing up & down as if they were responding to her ‘command’.

The feeling was as foreign as it was shocking. Rebecca’s breasts suddenly tugging themselves without her input, and as if they were trying to pull themselves off her body, was equally creating pleasure & panic.

“Hey— WOAH! What the fuck?! Mmmmh… STOP!” Rebecca yelled.

Instantly her breasts ceased their motions.

“Okay! That was weird…”, she looked down at her breasts and saw nothing out of the ordinary. She cupped each breast into her hands, expecting them to start moving again. But they didn’t move. She immediately thought back to ten seconds prior and an idea formed. She lowered her hands and cleared her throat,

“Breasts? Squish yourselves together!”

Rebecca instantly felt her breasts shift on their own, pushing themselves together before her very eyes.

“HAH! Amazing! So that lotion allows you to move on your own? And you have to listen to every command I give? Jump once if that’s correct.” She asked her breasts, feeling a little weird that she was talking to a part of her body as if it were another person.

Rebecca’s boobs responded by bobbing once, an action that made her giddy with excitement at the possibilities she now faced.

“Logan is gonna love this! Okay, I want you both to turn and rub your nipples against each other!”

Her boobs immediately complied, rubbing their erect nipples with one another, and creating a sight that drove Rebecca crazy,

“Mmmh okay~ fuck that’s good… Alright stop. Spread yourselves, I have an idea.” Her breasts left a gap between them as she grabbed the bottle of oil and placed it in the middle of her chest. Unbeknownst to Rebecca the bottle was slightly open.

“Alright breasts, wrap yourselves around the bottle tight! I wanna see how good your skills are. Start massaging it,” She commanded.

Her breasts did as instructed, pushing together to trap the bottle between them as they started bobbing out of sync to cover every inch of the bottle with their motions. The bottle’s contents began pooling near the open lid.

“That’s it girls… you’re all prepared for tonight! Now SQUEEZE that thing!”

Rebecca’s breasts applied more pressure to the bottle, forcing the contents to nearly flow out.

“KEEP SQUEEZING!!”

Her breasts squished the bottle with as much **** as possible, crushing the piece of plastic and sending its contents squirting out all over her chest, breasts, and all the way down her legs to her feet.

“SHIT! Ah fuck!” Rebecca got up and rushed to the bathroom, jumping into the shower and turning the water to full blast. She attempted to wipe the oil off, failing to realise that the liquid was mixing with the water and covering her body from the neck-down. But over time the oil seemed to absorb into her skin, something she seemed completely fine with.

Turning off the shower, Rebecca stepped out and dried herself off. No trace of the oil was left on her body, so with her cleanup nearly complete she went back to her bed to salvage what she could from the bottle her breasts crushed. Miraculously the bottle still had a quarter of liquid remaining in it and as she deemed it safe for use later on down the line, she closed the lid and stored it in her bedside table.

Rebecca decided to spend the rest of her day in bed, relaxing before she ultimately fell asleep.

And the moment she was out, her breasts began to wobble as her toes twitched under their control.