Mixed asian, skinny with slight curves.

Claire was a complete mess. Her black, waist-long hair was tousled, unkempt. Her otherwise very pretty mixed asian/ western face was ruined by her makeup being destroyed by her tears. The green in her eyes was surrounded by a shade of red, and she was sweaty all over.

She started off by taking off her completely soaked socks and throwing them in the corner. Her juices were still flowing, soon making a size-able puddle under her feet.

Not wanting to make too much of a mess at home too, she decided to hurry up a bit.

Taking off the jacket wrapped around her waist, she noticed that it was soaked too by now, and threw it on the same pile as her socks. Now her huge nuts were visible, stretching the fabric of her pants to the max nestled behind her ass and thighs, much broader than the thickest part of her waist. Her heart-rate rose.

She grabbed the waistband of her pants, and pulled down, only for it to get stuck by her nuts, squeezing the tightly and unleashing another torrent from her pussy. She could audibly hear her testicles sloshing, as if they were begging for release.

Claire wanted nothing else in the world, not for the past 20 minutes since this all began. Her horniness had only been rising. Alas, that wasn’t possible just yet.

No matter what she tried, she couldn’t get her pants past her sack. Frustrated, Claire looked through the things on the sink, only to find a pair of scissors for nails. It would have to do.

Finally, her balls were free. Throwing the now heavy pants on the same pile, she finally saw her lower body on full display with no obstructions. Her balls were the size of basketballs, hanging to her knees, even a bit further. They were darker in color than her otherwise fair skin, but not by much.

A trail of juices was running down each of her inner thighs, and Claire’s testicles had a steady stream flowing to the floor from their lowest point.

The juices traveling across her bloated nuts felt like a constant slight tease, feeling great.

Snapping back to reality rather than admiring her balls, she took off her top and bra too. The moment she saw herself naked completely was when her balls finally stopped growing. She didn’t know how to describe it; it felt like the organs were now fully constructed, but unwillingly, she had to admit that it didn’t feel like thy had reached their full capacity, only maybe 80%.

At this point, she was too horny to think about how her new growth would affect her future life, but she was still rational. Claire decided to climb in the tub so that her juices had somewhere to escape to.

As she lifted her left leg into the tub, holding herself on the sink as she wasn’t used to her new balance, her sack hit the edge of the cold tub, making her squirm hard and squirt juices all over the floor, just not the tub.

‘Shit, gotta be careful.’ She thought as her legs trembled once more. Finally, she made it in the tub.

She carefully sat down, angling her legs so that her huge balls could rest beneath them.

Not even a second passed before she had three fingers inside of herself, the other hand squeezing her balls.

Claire moaned loudly. She wasn’t even cumming yet and it felt better to just finger herself than her best orgasm before!

Soon enough, wave after wave of orgasms shook her violently, putting her in euphoria like she had never felt before. She couldn’t get enough of this. But her fingers weren’t enough, so she grabbed the most convenient shampoo bottle at her disposal and rammed it up her snatch without a second thought.

It hit her g spot, and something clicked, besides the best orgasm she had had to date.

The heat that was still present in her body now concentrated above her straining, filled to the brim, watermelon sized balls, and she sighed in relief.

Finally.