Randall decided to show you his body.

Snapping out of whatever brief trance he was in, Randall looked round at you and suddenly said, "Shit, dude, I'm sorry. Here's me going on about how fucking awesome it is having tits and a pussy, and you're just left sitting here listening to it all awkward like," pretty much summing up exactly how you felt. "Fuck! What the hell am I thinking?" he then asked, turning round to properly face you while grabbing at the front of his robe, "You're my best friend. You're the one sticking by me in all this...Here!" And with that he suddenly pulled the robe completely open, letting it drop back onto the couch, revealing his incredible body and the tight red teddy it was clad in (the material fully covering his breasts and vagina again), basically presenting himself to you.

"Holy Jesus! What are you doing?" was your immediate reaction, shocked at what he'd just done, as your eyes went wide and honed in on the exceptional, lingerie clad splendor before you.

"I'm sharing the wealth, Tim," he told you, pushing his chest out as he smiled, "I know you had a hard on for Miss. Card, just the same as I did, so I figure it's only fair that you get some enjoyment out of her body too, not just fucking sitting here getting all teased and shit. I'm a woman now; a super smoking hot babe of a woman. There's no point trying to ignore that fact. So take it all in. Enjoy. Get a load of these big fucking things if you want to."

"Oh wow..." you said, letting out a nervous little gulp as your eyes were pulled like two tractor beams into the large expanse of exposed, creamy flesh, Randall's cleavage looking absolutely spectacular and mouthwatering, the outline of his dark pink nipples visible through the thin, lacy material of the teddy.

"I know right. How awesome are these things?" he enthusiastically said, grabbing at each large mound with his hands and jiggling them up in down in his palms, "It feels like I've got two sandbags or something strapped to my chest, but they look and feel incredible!" Then, moving his fingers upwards towards the top of the teddy, he then yanked it down, all the way below his breasts, exposing each perfectly formed, fleshy mound before grabbing at the thick nubs. "And check out these nips! They're huge!" he grinned, giving each one a little tug as he told you, "Miss. Card was fucking blessed! She should have posed for Playboy or some shit instead of being a History teacher!"

"You're not wrong there," you replied, feeling your mouth practically watering as you stared at those remarkable breasts, having never been so close to such a massive, naked pair before. Sure you'd seen your girlfriend Allison's a couple of times when you'd been fooling around, and while they were nice and seeing and touching them was awesome, they didn't quite compare to this; Randall's new tits being easily five times the size, making her look like a total surfboard in comparison, complete with the most incredible looking pink nipples you'd ever seen.

Releasing them from his grasp, Randall then surprised you even further by pushing them out closer towards you. "Go on, dude, touch em! They're way nicer than Allison's that for damn sure!"

Though a part of your brain was still telling you that this was really weird, the rest of it was too damn curious and excited to even listen, and stuttering out, "Uhm...oh-okay," you lifted your hand and very slowly moved it towards those two giant mounds, trembling slightly with arousal as you then gently placed it down on his left breast, amazed by how firm, yet soft it felt.

"See, what did I tell you?" Randall proudly grinned, watching you as you very timidly began squeezing at the creamy pillow, your fingers sinking into the almost jello like flesh as you then placed your other hand onto his right breast (the massive expanse of flesh almost making them look like little kid's hands).

"Holy shit, they are fucking awesome!" you said, reiterating Randall's earlier comment, growing more confident now and groping harder at each boob as your arousal increased exponentially, bringing your fingers to those plump and juicy looking nipples and tweaking at them as if they were radio dials.

Letting out a sharp squeal as your fingers got a little carried away, Randall yelped,"Ow! Not so rough! I am still attached to these things you know?"

"Sorry," you apologized, looking back up at him and releasing your grip on his nipples, telling him "I just can't believe I'm actually feeling up Miss. Card's boobs..."

"My boobs," Randall quickly corrected you.

"Yeah, sorry; your boobs. You know how many times I've fantasized about doing just this?"

"You and me both," he smiled, knowing all too well, as you once again continued your attack on his bosom, though being a little gentler this time, "Heck, probably every guy in school has, and even some of the girls. These tits could make just about anyone turn lesbian!" This made you chuckle a little, the thought being preposterous of course, but you figured if any breasts were actually capable of that, then these were definitely them, having pretty much all but forgotten what even your own girlfriend looked like as you kneaded and groped at the large, doughy mounds.

It had to be said, it was pretty darn amazing that Randall was actually letting you do this, acting so laid back as he patiently sat there and watched as you rather enthusiastically felt him up (there really being no comparable situation where one friend could do this to another). After catching him jerking off, you had thought that was it, that your friendship would forever be scarred by that hugely embarrassing and awkward moment. But no, here you were laughing and joking as ever while playing with his tits. It must be the **** you figured, freeing up your inhibitions and giving the two of you a confidence you wouldn't normally have.

Well there no point looking a gift horse in the mouth, you thought to yourself as you looked back up at your friend and asked him something you'd been extremely curious about from the very start, every since you'd discovered him sitting by your bed inside the hospital several days ago. "What does it feel like...you know, having them? (referring of course to his breasts)"

Randall had to think about this for a moment, it being obviously somewhat difficult to describe. "I dunno, it's kind of hard to say," he told you, slipping his own hands underneath yours and once again cupping at his big juggs, "I mean I can obviously tell they're there, seeing how they're pretty fucking heavy and they hang and bounce around and stuff, but I dunno...they kind of feel like any other body part in a way, except nicer...if that makes any sense. Especially my nipples, and especially when they get hard!" Hearing this automatically brought your attention once again back to those fat little nubs, noticing indeed that they were rather swollen, sticking out from his large, circular areola by almost an inch. "I mean, I don't wanna sound gay or anything, dude, but you pulling and squeezing on them and shit...well, it's kind making my pussy twitch."

"Whoa. Seriously?" you gasped, rather stunned by this information, your hands ceasing their groping for a moment as you took in what exactly it was your friend had just said.

"Yeah." I dunno if it's cause I'm still horny from before or what, but my pussy is definitely starting to get wet again."