Remove the top!

You'd made the decision, as your fingers trailed up along Lucinda's back, to free her from the confines of that fabric which could barely manage at its function anyway. You thought you were able to be slow and delicate at it, but at the first tiny tug of one of the strings, the entire knot gave way in spectacular fashion, whipping through the air in spectacular fashion as Lucinda's massive chest suddenly dropped out of the fabric! She had to brace herself against your shoulders, as the amount of weight being jostled around was enough to pull the rest of her body along with it. Lucinda yelped as she felt her face redden, but the smile never left.

"Are we upping the ante, then?" Lucinda said with a grin, her hands reaching down to heft Tori's considerably modified breasts in front of your face. They had seemed so cramped in that bikini top squishing everything together, now they moved freely, fluidly, each breast angling to the side just enough that Lucinda could scoot just a little closer, her face nearing yours. "I suppose you've unwrapped your gift, now you'll just have to play with them."

Nodding and trying to suppress the butterflies in your stomach from the situation you found in, not wanting at all to do anything to displease Lucinda and end the opportunity you found yourself in with her, your hands came up to run along her skin, sinking into her breast flesh. Tori closed her eyes and inhaled sharply through her nose, reveling in even that basic sensation. Growing slightly bolder, you tried lifting them on your own--realizing that it was a bit of a workout to do so! These were literal milk jugs in your hands, and their weight reflected that. For your own sake, you focused on just one breast, using both hands to examine while you let the other rest--only to be taken in Lucinda's grip for her own enjoyment. The massive teardrop breast felt so jiggly, full of life-sustaining milk, with an equally sizable areola and nipple to complement the change. With other breasts you would expect to simply be able to pinch them between your fingers, but these nipples were as round as a bottlecap, and you needed more fingers to really manipulate them!

Lucinda giggled, but then moaned lightly, as she felt you rubbing along the outside of the nipple, and then teasing a finger at the center. "Do be careful," she said, "since those are primed and ready. When you're ready to make a mess, or... or for a taste, or something, it might be wiser to be on bedsheets. Just avoid pinching and pulling too hard yet, mmmn..." You could see that she liked the attention. "They're just so sensitive! The channeling always makes new growth so sensitive, like nerve endings coming to life for the first time to match the alterations."

You nodded, eventually getting more of a feel for how to handle them. A new show had started on your TV, and the Tori half of the girl on your lap seemed to get excited. "Oh, it's time for History Island!" Lucinda spun around in your lap, her giant chest pummeling your torso in the sudden movement, until her back rested against yours.

This time, you had a view not unlike Lucinda's own, peering down at her dangling breasts from above. She tilted her neck to the side, so you could watch the show too, but you seemed more interested in looking down at Tori's altered form beneath her neck, where it momentarily felt like you were looking at yourself. With her chest parted due to gravity, you were able to look down to see her skirt-clad legs, their shape just barely visible through the fabric. "Here, we can multitask. Keep massaging, if you'd like, I know I'm enjoying it. You can be a little rougher, if you'd like, really get your whole arm into it!"

As instructed, your hands gripped deep into her breasts, sinking so far into the flesh that they disappeared from sight. In a sense, you were kind of inside Tori's body at that moment, just from how they seemed to reform around your limbs. But, that just made it more exciting to release and try again! You listened carefully for the moans coming from Lucinda, even though she tried to watch the horrible reality show that didn't actually feature any history, nor an island. Lifting her chest up, you dropped the flesh, letting it jiggle and settle for some time--with a light gasp from Lucinda--before you picked them back up, and manually jiggled them all about yourself as you squeezed against Tori's body.

This time, you felt Lucinda squirming in your lap, her eyes fluttering closed. "Oh my, just like that, you... you're doing so well! It feels amaaaaaaazing..." Lucinda's breathing grew labored and audible, and given your vantage, you could see that her hands were starting to get in on the act in a way, rubbing between Tori's legs. "Keep... keep going...!"

As you kept your pace up, your own hardness growing beneath Tori's rear that she would undoubtedly notice by now, she continued to squirm as you hit some real pleasure centers for her! A hand dipped inside the hem of her skirt, her fingers rubbing at her slit at a similar rhythm to what you were doing with her breasts! In fact, you started to take the lead from how Lucinda moved her hands--if she rubbed rapidly, you jiggled up and down rapidly. When she moved to slower circles, you did the same, swirling her breasts out and in so they would pull away and then collide with one another.

That did the trick! Lucinda wailed out, shivering mid-moan, her whole body tensing. You just gripped her tight in that moment, pushing your hands as far as you could against her breasts, pinning Tori's back to you until eventually she relaxed, taking exhausted breaths. "Oh my goodness, I'd never had a sensation that strong before, hah..." Lucinda reached up to brush back the hair out of her face, running a hand along a sweaty brow. "I would never tire of feeling you touch me like that. As Lucinda, I decree that you, Peter, can do anything you like with and to my wonderful boobs! As long as your hands are involved... dress them up, dress them down, squeeze and play, at any time. Just let me feel like that again later..!"

With a grin, you nodded, leaning over Tori's shoulder a little to look down at her body, watching everything rise and fall with her gasps for air. "Of course, whatever you--"

Lucinda turned and locked her lips to yours, as if to seal the deal with a kiss. If the Tori half of her had wanted to watch TV, you'd brought her over to Lucinda's side of the fence for a full focus on finding ways in which your bodies could connect. She adjusted her glasses, and spun around in your lap again, resting her arms on your shoulders as you could see the ideas flowing through her eyes.

"I vote that we ratchet this stuff up another notch or two, huh?" Tori said with a grin. "I've got plenty left in the tank! I want to keep putting these big ol' babies to good use." She emphasized her words by pushing her breasts together, and then pushing them against you. "I know there's a part of you aching to get some attention as well, maybe it could slip in between? Or maybe you'd like to try a taste test? Or..." Lucinda glanced toward the bedroom. "I wouldn't be opposed to going all the way, right now! I want you inside, Peter, if you'll have me."

Well, it seems like there was no escaping your fate now! As you turned off the TV to focus on Lucinda, you pondered your options, looking at her body and thinking about what would be the most creative ways you could enjoy each other in the bedroom. It felt like neither Tori nor Lucinda would veto any idea as long as it involved their gorgeous, incredibly busty form.