They met Aunt Janet in the lobby. "Hey, everyone!" she called, and dashed towards them. Janet and his mom were both larger breasted women, dd-cup, and Jon's younger sister, Zoe, was showing signs of inheriting her mother's bustline. But that did not prepare him for what he saw. Aunt Janet had six breasts!
Her shirt strained to contain the three pairs of boobs nestled within. "So," she said to them, cupping one pair of boobs in her hands. "Do you like them?"
"They're so beautiful," said Jon's mom, beginning to fondle her sister's breasts. "I'm so jealous. I keep wanting to get a boob job like that, but I'm always afraid the weight will be too much."
"The doctors gave me super strong back muscles to help support the weight," said Joan. "I actually love the weight. I'm not even wearing bras. And they're so much more *sensitive than before." She began to fondle herself.
Noticing that Jon was staring at her chest, Janet said, "You want a feel, Jon?"
Jon froze. His aunt asking him if he wanted to touch her boobs? Sensing his indcecision, Janet continued. "Its ok, Jon, honey. I want people to touch my boobs. Would you like me to show you how I like to be touched?" Jon nodded and Janet began to guide his hands across her boobs, then let him continue by himself. Meanwhile, Jon's mom had not let up her own fondling.
*I can't believe that Aunt Janet wants me to fondle her, Jon thought. And my mom's fondling her too!._
"You know, Janet," said Jon's mom, giving her sister's lowest set of boobs one last squeeze. "Now that you've gotten a boob job, if we wanted to stay identical, I'll have to get it too. Maybe I'll have to get even more boobs, like eight or ten. After all, I can't let my little sister outdo me."
"You're only older by five minutes," said Janet. "And you'll love having the boob job. Its so much better than having only two."
