I snatched the stone without issue, setting myself upright on the bed. Mother was wriggling in pleasure until she screamed out in tiny orgasm. The sound of it made me shudder in anticipation. My breasts were heavy though, and I had to deal with that....
I loved them, and by extension, me, so very much. I am my boobs, and my Boobs are me! There was only one option.
Tits had moved my mom to one of her four nipples on her right breast, her face contorted in pleasure. Her nipple was so big it barely fit in Moms mouth!
"I wish my body had just enough muscle to make me sexier, growing a bit, as my skeleton and body grew strong enough to keep me moving naturally and sexily as possible, without the weight being an issue!"
I shivered as I felt the tingle, eyes closed in the glow. I looked at my formerly slender delicate arms, as muscle grew in. My breasts lifted, seemingly perkier. They felt light. Even my impressive rump pushed out a bit further as muscle grew in underneath it. My entire body was made for sex and being sexy, even if it shouldn't be possible!
I felt another shudder though, and felt myself growing a bit taller. Now, in my former life as John I was six feet tall, but now, as Boobs? I was six foot six!
"Mmmm, even my muscles are sexy." I looked down one toned leg, muscles like a gymnast or swimmer, body a porn-star would kill for.
Even as Tits kept distracted, seeing the little doll of my mother being lowered between those sexy bimbo thighs of her made me so filled with lust.
I leaned over, one hand between my more solid legs as my lips met Tits' in a passionate kiss.
