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When his mom suggested switching to Catholic high school in the city, Cam had been so desperate for a change in his life that the idea genuinely excited him. Now, however, Cam felt that sense of dread and general anxiety that accompanies the unknown. For the last few years, Cam had been routinely bullied and thus had withdrawn socially. It had gotten to the point that Cam really didn’t have “friends” as the people who he once considered friends had either washed their hands of him due to his sinking social status, or otherwise had been alienated by his own anti-social tendencies. It wasn’t that there was anything particularly wrong with Cam, he was simply slight of build and incredibly shy. This made him an easy target for a pair of less than savory characters and somehow it seemed to spread from there.

Though his parents assured him that it would be easy to make friends at St. Anthony’s, Cam couldn’t help feeling doubt. It’s only natural when your peers launch an all out assault on your self-esteem for seemingly no reason other than a meek disposition. Nonetheless, Cam tried to keep a positive attitude about the change of scenery. ‘It can only get better,’ he routinely told himself in the days leading up to the new school year.

Cam coached himself up internally. He refused to let the same problems befall him socially as had developed a few years prior. Finally the Orientation Day came in which he would meet students he would share classes with and learn his schedule and teachers. Despite his enthusiasm, his own anxiety caused him some set backs and it took him nearly an entire year to get some honest-to-god friends. It started with Kyle – a friendly guy in Cam’s English class. Months of aimless chit chat turned into an acquaintanceship, which finally turned into friendship and near the end of his first year at St. Anthony’s Cam found himself invited to a sleepover.

There was a group of guys who Cam had gathered had been friends since elementary school of which Kyle was a part, and it was this group that Cam had begun hanging out with lately. When Kyle invited Cam to spend the night, it came with promises of beer and Super Smash Bros., which pleased Cam to no end. Those were things he was perfectly comfortable with and he felt would make it easier to “break the ice” with his new group of friends. The plan was set for the coming Friday night and Cam spent most of the evenings between practicing his Smashing. He took the game pretty seriously.

Suddenly it was Friday and Cam was standing on the Kyle’s porch. Despite himself, Cam felt nerves setting in. Though he genuinely believed these guys thought of him as a friend, he was painfully aware that he was the odd man out as the “new guy” among a group who had known each other for so long. He rang the doorbell and a woman Cam could only assume was Kyle’s mom answered the door.

“Hello, would you happen to be Cameron?” She asked, beaming at Cam.

“Oh, yes ma’am.” Cam found the words practically spewing from his mouth.

“Well it’s so nice that you could join us, Kyle has told me about you a little. I think I’ve met your mom a few times too.”

“Yeah…she’s tried to do stuff around the school to meet people so probably you have.” Cam felt his cheeks blush, he always felt awkward talking to parents like this for some reason.

“Well come on inside.” She moved back into the threshold of the house and turned toward a staircase behind her. “Hey!” She bellowed.

There were two responses – “Yes?” and “What, mom?” The latter voice Cam recognized as belonging to Kyle, however the other voice was female. Cam then remembered that Kyle mentioned having a sister a few times. Then a pretty blonde girl came around the corner upstairs. Her hair was pulled up in a pony tail and Cam could see her bright blue eyes even from downstairs. Based upon her face and slender neck, Cam gathered that she was a fit little thing and couldn’t believe Kyle’s sister could be so pretty.

She wore a heavy blanket d****d over her shoulders that largely obscured her body, but Cam was nonetheless drawn to something odd about her shape that showed between either side of the blanket d****d over each shoulder. Between the blanket and the handrail lining the upper landing where she stood, Cam’s view was obstructed but he detected a peculiar bulge oddly low on her torso. It almost looked like the girl was pregnant, but A) the bulge didn’t quite align correctly for that to be the case; and B) he knew that Kyle’s sister was herself only 19 at most and Cam felt certain that Kyle would have mentioned that his teen sister had gotten herself knocked up. Nonetheless, Cam felt like he was seeing SOMETHING but he resigned himself that he must be seeing a trick of light or perspective.

“I’m sorry Tess, sweetie, I was calling for Kyle. His friend Cam is here.” Kyle’s mother gestured back toward me.

“Oh ok, I thought Kayla might be here. Hi, nice to meet you.” Tess smiled down at Cam, a cursory polite smile, and turned back and disappeared down the hallway from whence she came. For the second or two that she turned away from him, Cam was again struck that something about the shape didn’t sit right. Had he seen her shirt extending past the bulky blanket?

“KYLE!” Kyle’s mom persisted in bellowing up the stairs. Finally the sound of a door opening.

“Sorry, mom! We were in the middle of a game. Hey dude, what’s up?” Kyle came from the same hallway Tess had appeared from.

Kyle first took Cam to the kitchen to get him a Coke, then led him upstairs to join their friends in Kyle’s bedroom. As Cam rounded the corner upstairs, he found himself looking down a short hallway with four doors. Kyle informed him that the second door on the left was a bathroom and that the door across the hall was his bedroom. Cam assumed that meant that the first door on the left must be Tess’ room. As they walked down the hall and passed Tess’ room, Cam noticed that her door was open and he spared a glance inside. She was laying on her back in her bed, bundled in the same blanket that had been d****d over her shoulders. Her chest was uncovered and Cam noted that Tess appeared to be very large breasted, but he also found it a bit strange that he couldn’t quite see the indentation indicating the bottom of the shelf of her bust. He passed by so quickly that he assumed the shirt had simply billowed strangely. A girl her size couldn’t possibly have breasts as large as the bumps he thought he saw rising from her chest indicated, and the fact that he didn’t see the “shelf” of her bust implied that it was another trick of perspective. Cam glanced up and found Kyle turned toward him standing outside his bedroom.

“Hey, there’s something I meant to talk to you about before you came over…” Cam’s insecurity flared and the irrational part of his brain told him to flee before whatever cruel joke the group had arranged could be deployed, but then he caught hold of himself.

“Oh? What’s up?” Cam asked.

“Well….okay,” Kyle began, then stepped closer to Cam and began whispering, “so you met my sister right?”

“Yeah, I did.” Cam answered, uncertain. Kyle looked at him with an expression like that alone should mean something to Cam. Instead, Cam merely stared back blankly, confused.

“You didn’t, like….notice anything?” Kyle continued when he realized Cam wasn’t picking up whatever he was trying to imply. Cam began to wonder if the girl was sick or something and he hadn’t noticed.

“No, I’m sorry, is everything okay or what?” Cam responded. Kyle then sighed, apparently frustrated.

“Alright…okay, alright so there’s something, like, wrong – no, sorry, unique I guess – about Tess and I wanted you to know so you aren’t, like, weirded out or uncomfortable or whatever.” Cam was beginning to wonder if there were some scales or gills he hadn’t noticed somehow. He didn’t say anything, just waited for Kyle to continue.

“Tess has this condition – ‘hyper-masta-something’ – I dunno. She’s…look, she’s got…her chest is really big.” Cam was frankly perplexed, and his face must’ve shown it. Kyle was shaking his head.

“You get what I’m saying?” Kyle said, he seemed flustered trying to explain this to Cam.

“Wait…so….her chest?” Cam was stammering, this was the last thing he expected Kyle to say. Kyle sighed again.

“Yes, dude. Like her….boobs - her breasts, “ He leaned even closer, mouthing this last, before continuing to whisper, “you know what I mean?” Cam had understood what Kyle meant, but was still struggling to comprehend this conversation. He continued to stare, open-mouthed, at Kyle but he began to nod his head as if he understood.

“But, I mean… what do you mean ‘condition?’ And why are you telling me….?” Cam trailed off, uncertain where to even begin. He was flummoxed.

“Man, I don’t know. My mom said it’s, like, hormonal stuff I guess? But I’m telling you because her breasts are…abnormally large. If you aren’t expecting it then it would probably freak you out honestly and then it’s super awkward for everyone.”

This wasn’t a thoroughly satisfying explanation, but it was starting to kind of make sense to Cam. More importantly, a feeling of cold adrenaline began to seep in, almost like a horny anxiety. Cam had, for as long as he could remember, been a breast man. As far as he was concerned, bigger was always better – even when it was outside the range of normal. The internet had introduced Cam to a world of fantastical sizes and his fetish seemingly knew no bounds. In fact, Cam found himself hardly sated unless he turned to illustrations because reality seemingly never matched the scope of his desires. There had been the occasional photo of “real people,” but Cam had always assumed those photos were morphs or something – the work of someone’s imagination, same as the illustrations. Hearing Kyle describe Tess’ situation stirred that perverted curiosity he harbored deep inside himself.

As much as Cam wanted to creep back down the hallway to see if he could sneak more peaks at Tess, Kyle turned and opened the door to his bedroom and ushered him inside. After greeting all the guys, he took a seat on Kyle’s bed and watched the match of Smash Bros that had already been being set up and waiting his turn to take the loser’s spot. He found it incredibly difficult to focus on watching the match unfold because he was daydreaming about the odd dimensions he thought he saw during his brief interactions with Tess minutes earlier. At the time he hadn’t even considered that it might be breasts he was seeing because it would’ve seemed positively outrageous, given the apparent size position of the bulges he had noticed. Now Cam wanted an opportunity to see Tess up close and ideally without a blanket to obscure the view.

“Shit! Noooo! God damn it, I always do that.” Cam was snapped back to reality by Dave lamenting a SD by a mistimed jump.

“Okay Cam, you’re up dude. Take Brandon’s controller. Who do you use?” Kyle said, gesturing for Cam to come over to join the next match.

“Well, uh, I have used Kirby since the first game but I have been using Marth more lately.” Cam responded, trying to shake Tess from his mind.

“Kirby kinda sucks in this game but I used him in 64 too.” Cody chimed in.

Soon the match began and Cam found it easier to focus on something other than Kyle’s sister’s supposedly massive tits. The group played for a while, rotating through characters and talking shit the whole way. Well, Cam didn’t really participate in the latter because he didn’t feel like he was ‘there’ yet, but he laughed along with everyone as the others did. Things changed a bit when Dave made a joke about Cody’s preferred character: Zero-Suit Samus – a beautiful blonde character wearing a form-fitting body suit.

“Get over here woman, I’m gonna have to smack them titties around.” Dave announced gleefully as his character grabbed hold of Zero-Suit Samus and began pummeling her.

“You’re lucky Samus doesn’t have tits like Tess or they’d smack you back!” Cody fired back, laughing. There was a mildly tense silence for a moment.

“Cody, god damn it, shut the fuck up.” Kyle said. He said it with a smile, but it was easy to see he was a bit angry. Cam gathered that Kyle is somewhat protective of Tess.

“Don’t be like that, it’s a compliment! Like have you seen that video where the lady smashes cans and stuff with her tits? Tess could crush skulls. I mean it would be like a fatality or something.” Cody responded. Perhaps against their better judgment, the others laughed at this one.

“Yeah, like she pins them down, raises a tit, and slams it down and the head pops like a g****.” Brandon jumped in, apparently inspired by the idea. Cody laughed harder.

“Or like they’re doing that dizzy thing and she pushes them down to their knees and claps her boobs together on their head and it just explodes!” Cody exclaimed through laughter. Everyone was laughing at this now, except for Kyle of course. Cam felt bold.

“Or how about one of those sick cartoony ones? Like she uppercuts them with her breast and the head flies off with the spinal cord still attached?” For a second, Cam regretted having said anything because there was a pause in which he was afraid he took it too far or something. Then everyone cracked.

“Dude, what the fuck!” Cody exclaimed, laughing despite himself.

“No, dude, have you played the newer Mortal Kombat games? That’s exactly the kind of shit they do now.” Dave chimed in, defending Cam’s suggestion.

“Okay, can we stop talking about my sister’s boobs murdering people? This is fucking weird.” Kyle broke in again. Everyone laughed at this too, suddenly aware of how odd the discussion had become.

“Yeah, plus have you even seen Tess’ boobs, Cam?” Cody asked. Cam felt frozen, uncertain how to respond.

“Um…what? No. What do you mean?” Cam asked, feeling flustered again.

“I mean have you even met Tess?” Cody answered.

“Cody, ‘have you seen her boobs?’ isn’t the same as ‘have you met her?’ you idiot.” Brandon interjected.

“So sorry. Cam, have you met Tess or her boobs?” Cody asked again, as Kyle reached over and punched him. “Ouch, jesus Kyle!”

“Oh well…no. I mean, yeah I met her, but no I didn’t…” Cam trailed off, regretting the way he had phrased his response. Cody stared at him with an expression of confusion.

“You did meet her…but you didn’t meet her boobs?” Cody asked, laughing again.

“Cody, you’ve gotta stop, man.” Kyle said.

“I mean…Cam, I’m sorry but what do you even mean? Like no offense or anything, but if you met Tess then you saw her boobs. Like that’s just how it works.” Brandon said.

“Yeah, like you REALLY can’t meet Tess without her boobs being involved.” Cody joined in.

“Well…I mean I met her but she was upstairs and I was in the door with Kyle’s mom.” Cam considered adding to this. “…and she was wearing a blanket.” At this, everyone’s expressions cleared as though they had solved a troublesome riddle.

“ANYWAY! Bran, it’s your pick for the next level. And if you pick Mushroom Kingdom again, I’m pegging you in the fucking nuts, dude.” Kyle jumped in and successfully steered the conversation back to Super Smash Bros and away from his sister’s abnormal chest.

The Smashing resumed and no one mentioned Tess’ breasts again, but Cam’s infatuation was rejuvenated. He sat between matches, daydreaming and was only briefly interrupted during games he actually played. Finally, after another half hour, Cam decided enough was enough. He needed to try and catch a glimpse of Tess’ mythical chest. He decided that a trip to the restroom would provide a sufficient justification for him to venture outside Kyle’s bedroom. After making the announcement, he got up and left the room, making sure to close the door behind him. Instead of heading across the hall to the bathroom, Cam promptly turned and headed back down the hallway toward the staircase. As he approached Tess’ bedroom, he braced himself in case she caught him looking in at her. Would he start up a conversation? Would he be brave enough to do that? It turned out that he didn’t need to worry about it, because Tess was no longer in her bedroom. There was a lone lamp turned on, dimly illuminating the room, but otherwise the room was vacant and lifeless. For a moment, Cam considered venturing into the empty bedroom and snoop around for bras, but then he realized he had no idea where Tess was and if she might return and catch him. Then he heard laughter from the living room downstairs.

Though he of course couldn’t be sure, Cam thought the laughter sounded like it belonged to a girl. His plans changed as he moved to head downstairs under the guise of getting another drink. The kitchen was located just off the living room and sure enough he could see that Kyle’s mom was seated in there talking with two girls who Cam could only assume were Tess and one of her friends. Of course he couldn’t see anything other than their heads from his vantage point in the kitchen, so he wasn’t sure what to do. He was just about to give up and hope to catch a glimpse later in the evening, but then he decided he really did want a glass of water. He opened a few cabinets and found a plastic cup. The fridge featured an ice and water dispenser and Cam began to fill his glass.

“Who is that in there? Cody?” Kyle’s mom asked from the living room. Cam felt his face blush, he wasn’t sure why he thought he would be able to fill the glass without drawing attention. He was preoccupied with thoughts of Tess.

“Oh, uh, it’s me! It’s Cam.” He offered and then peaked around the corner. Kyle’s mom was seated in an armchair with her body shifted far to the side to peak around the corner at him. Both Tess and her friend were seated in a couch faced away from where Cam stood, but both had their heads turned back looking at him. He rounded the corner and stepped into the living room.

“Hi Cam! Having fun up there? We keep hearing shouting.” Kyle’s mom continued, starting to laugh.

“Yeah, we are taking it kinda seriously.” Cam responded, laughing uncertainly. He kept glancing over at the couch where Tess and her friend were seated. Kyle’s mom seemed to notice this.

“Oh, sweetie! I’m so sorry, how rude of me! Please come in here. You met Tess earlier sort of, but this is her friend, Kayla. Girls, this is Kyle’s new friend Cam.” Kyle’s mom made their introductions as Cam moved further into the living room.

Kayla was a pretty girl, with sandy brown hair and bright brown eyes. She had a splash of freckles that bent around her nose on either cheek, and quite pretty lips. However she was essentially invisible seated next to Tess. Immediately it became clear why the guys talked about Tess the way they did. The girl’s breasts were spectacularly huge – to a truly shocking degree. Cam was grateful for Kyle’s initial warning regarding Tess’ astounding figure, because he was certain that his reaction would’ve been painfully obvious and uncomfortable had he not been warned in advance. In fact, he half-wondered if his reaction remained as such anyway because even with the warning he was unprepared for what he saw before him.

These breasts so dominated the petite girl’s frame that it was easy to see why it became described as a “condition -” they surely were a handicap. Each breast rested in the girl’s lap, oversized watermelons. The entire frontage of her bosom was probably about 3 feet across – perhaps even larger. They rested heavily in her lap, extending nearly to her knees as she sat. Each breast spread and pressed into Tess’ slender legs, hanging around and between the girl’s legs and even resting partly on the couch she sat upon. This furthered the impression that these behemoth breasts completely dominated Tess’ body. She held her phone aloft, with her forearm resting lightly on the outer flank of her right breast. She wore a t shirt that was ridiculously oversized for her body but necessary to contain her abundant chest, as it was actually pulled tight across the chest despite the sleeves dr****g over her skinny arms down to the elbows. Seeing her seated with those things swallowing literally her entire torso and thighs, Cam wondered if her mobility was compromised at all – they looked unbelievably heavy.

Suddenly Cam felt incredibly self-conscious about his own reaction to Tess’ improbable shape. He assured himself internally that he wasn’t being outwardly rude or crass in his reaction to seeing such preposterously huge breasts, but his vigilant self-doubt rallied against him. He pried his eyes away from the girl’s bosom and looked back at Kyle’s mom – did he detect a bit of hostile apprehension in her eyes? Had she noticed him studying her daughter’s enormous chest? She plugged onward, asking Cam questions about his family, his thoughts on St. Anthony’s, and various other questions. A few times she deferred to either Tess or Kayla for input and Cam took every opportunity to run his eyes over the abundant boobs that rested heavily only a few feet away. They quaked and rocked when Tess adjusted her seating or made gestures with her hands as she spoke, and Cam furtively soaked in the view. After what felt like an eternity, Kyle’s mom suddenly spoke up:

“Oh Cam, sweetie, we shouldn’t keep you! The guys are probably wondering if you fell into a hole or something. Go along back upstairs!” She smiled kindly as she spoke.

Cam smiled back and told Tess and Kayla that it was nice getting to meet them. They waved dutifully, and Cam took the opportunity to gaze upon Tess’ immense boobs one more time. He was vaguely disappointed that she hadn’t had any reason to get up from the couch so that he could bear witness to those things in motion, but he hoped that he might be able to catch an opportunity later that evening. He couldn’t help but notice that the poor girl seemed incredibly uncomfortable in her own skin. She had a hard time maintaining eye contact and shifted uncomfortably every time she knew that he was looking at her. That was a feeling he understood all too well, though he couldn’t imagine how much more magnified her self-consciousness must be given her abnormality. This was a girl who had clearly come to understand that she was a oddity but had yet to make peace with the attention that came along with it.

As Cam made his way back upstairs, he felt that he had never wished to be invisible so badly. In the past he had yearned for invisibility to avoid unwanted harassment, but now it was so that he could enjoy the company of this unbelievable vision that he presently shared a house with. Though it seemed as though the rest of the guys viewed Tess’ pulchritude as a novelty or a joke, Cam’s opinion was wildly different. Tess seemed to be the manifestation of a fetish that Cam had not fully comprehended even as it burned inside himself. He entered Kyle’s bedroom and everyone glanced over at him before returning their attention to the screen.

“What the hell, dude, did you fall in?” Kyle asked.

“Ha, nah. I just decided to get some water real quick and then your mom started talking to me.” Cam replied. Kyle nodded, seeming to understand immediately.

“Oh yeah? So what you’re saying is you went to meet Tess’ tits, right?” Cody broke out in laughter before he even finished the question. He dropped his controller and turned to deflect the punch to the arm from Kyle that he knew would be coming.

“God, fuck you Cody.” Kyle fired back, angrily.

“Oh, calm yourself. I’m k**ding! But you did, right?” Cody returned his attention to Cam.

“….I mean she was down there with Kyle’s mom and her friend Kayla, yeah.” Cam replied, feeling shame for some reason. It felt like being called out, even if Cody was joking around.

“I KNEW IT!” Cody exclaimed triumphantly.

“Well now you know what we are talking about at least I guess.” Brandon added, grinning at Cam.

“Yeah….” Cam really didn’t know what to say. It felt like this was a joke to everyone else, but he felt incredibly strongly about it in a way that was impossible to articulate. His body was on edge, as if he had been flooded with adrenaline.

“Just take loser again.” Kyle cut off the discussion before it could get going again.

The guys wasted another couple of hours playing Smash Bros., and eventually it became tiresome. Well actually, Cody’s incessant bitching became tiresome. Cody was by far the worst player of the group and he could only take losing over and over again so long before his attitude became significantly less positive. After nearly an hour straight of Cody complaining, everyone agreed to give it a rest, at least for a while.

“Thank you, Jesus. I am so fucking hungry.” Cody announced as he hoisted himself up.

“I am like 90% sure that we have Ramen still.” Kyle offered.

“Okay, but is it that vegetable Ramen again?” Cody responded, grinning again. “You believe that bullshit? Who buys vegetable flavored Ramen?” Cody asked Cam.

“Honestly, I didn’t even know they made that.” Cam responded.

“EXACTLY!” Cody bellowed. “No one buys it. Except Kyle’s mom.”

“It was a fucking accident, I don’t know why you bring it up every single time you’re over here.” Kyle chimed in.

“What does vegetable Ramen even taste like?” Cam asked.

“Um, like shit.” Cody quickly responded, and made toward the door.

As they neared the kitchen, Cam became aware that the glow of the living room television was still playing on the walls. He wondered if Tess and Kayla would still be in there. Surely Kyle’s mom had gone to bed by now. Cody was already ransacking the pantry.

“Oh my God, dude, there is still Veggie Ramen in here. I told you!” Cody said, laughing.

“SHHHH! Don’t be so fucking loud, my mom’s probably asleep. Also, I know for fact that you had to dig to find that, you idiot. Let it go.” Kyle hissed.

“Kyle! You guys shut up!”

Cam turned, already recognizing that voice. Tess’ head peaked around the back of the sofa she was lounging in.

“Hey, get up and say it to my face.” Cody teased.

“Asshole.” Tess responded, not without humor in her voice.

“What are you guys watching?” Dave asked, walking over to where Tess and Kayla were sitting.

“It’s one of those Underworld movies, Kayla thinks they’re amazing.” Tess said.

“Whoa, I never said “amazing,” I said that I heard they are supposed to be cool from my cousin. She was wrong.” Kayla said.

“Well the problem is that you’re watching the third one, so A) you probably don’t know what’s even happening; and B) only the first one is any good.” Brandon offered.

“Whatever, I’m over vampires.” Tess said.

“OOOHHH Tess is too cool for Twilight, guys.” Cody teased again.

“It’s got nothing to do with Twilight! Vampires just suck.” Tess was quick to respond, Cody may struck a nerve.

“Are these even vampires though? I thought it was like zombies or something.” Cam interjected. For a moment, no one said anything and Cam was bewildered as to how a reasonable question was turning into an awkward moment. Then Tess responded:

“I mean, I don’t know what they are. I think vampires, but it’s just gross and stupid.”

Tess then turned her attention to her phone.

“Yeah, I really don’t get why my cousin recommended this to me. I have never been into stuff like this.” Kayla added, eyes still locked on the screen.

From where he sat, Cam held a solid view of Tess’ enormous bosom. It lay, more or less the same way it had earlier, heavily in her lap and spread out to the cushions upon which she sat. He could just make out, when the TV flickered brightly enough, the beginning of her monumental cleavage as it disappeared into the collar of the shirt she wore.

“Tess, did you see Richard’s snap from earlier?” Cody asked as he sat on one of the barstools that ran along the kitchen counter.

“What, no. I quit following him because he only posted pictures of him with Caitlin and said mushy crap. What is it?” Tess asked, craning her head to see around the couch again. Cam narrowly avoided being caught staring as she turned around.

“Richard and Caitlin broke up like a month ago.” Kyle said.

“Yeah, his brother got a corgi puppy and it’s super cute. It’s like one of those black and white ones with cow spots.” Cody said.

“OHHH, I wanna see!” Tess squeaked, rather loudly. Both Kyle and Dave shushed her immediately.

“Come look, I can replay it still.” Cody said, focused on his phone.

“Just bring it over here!” Tess said, sounding somewhat irritated.

“No, come here. I’ve got Ramen cooking.” Cody responded, as he sat in the barstool with his Ramen microwaving behind him.

“Ugh, but I’ve got a conditiiiion” Tess responded with a fake-whiney voice.

“What? Hell no, lazy ass. Hoist yourself up and come over here. You ain’t crippled.” Cody responded smartly.

Tess mumbled something that sounded like “Not yet” but Cam couldn’t hear her clearly. He stole a quick glance at Kyle and the other guys to gauge their reactions to this exchange, because it seemed to him like something somewhat awkward for Tess’ brother to be hearing. Sure enough, Kyle looked a little tensed up and uncomfortable. He seemed to feel Cam’s eyes on him because he shifted his glance toward him and gave him a shrug.

Then Cam’s eyes were drawn back to Tess as she began to lift herself up from the couch. She began by pushing herself into a forward-sitting position. Her breasts shifted heavily in her lap as she moved. She then began to gather her breast flesh more fully into her lap. What struck Cam is that in order to do this, she had to shift the massive breasts not once, but twice each. They were so immense that she couldn’t seem to move them so easily. Cam guessed that she shifted her breasts like that in order to help her upward momentum, because after she had them bunched in her lap, she sort of dipped forward, and then hauled herself upward into a standing position. When her breasts were perched together in her lap, they extended fully beyond her knee caps, and when she dipped forward, Cam thought they might’ve legitimately touched the ground before Tess heaved upward. His vision was obscured by the edge of the sofa so he couldn’t be certain.

“Oof, I’ve been sitting too long.” Tess muttered to herself, leaning back exaggeratedly, apparently stretching her back.

Then Tess began lumbering toward the kitchen where Cody was still sitting at the counter. As she rounded the side of the couch, Cam was astonished to see that her breasts hung fully to her thighs. Hell, they looked dangerously close to reaching her knees even. It looked to Cam that there was no more than 7 or so inches of clearance between her knobby knees and the bottom lobes of Tess’ enormous boobs. She moved incredibly slowly, but Cam guessed this was more the result of her having being stationary for too long. Though it was clear that her breasts hindered her movement to a degree. Her monstrous bosom shuddered and swayed with her every move, too large and heavy to bounce the way Cam had become accustomed. He stole another glance around the room and was again shocked to find that no one else seemed to be paying any attention to this spectacular oddity. Then he reminded himself that these people were probably all too used to Tess and her enormous abnormalities. She stood beside Cody as he showed her the corgi snap, leaning against the counter for support. Cam was so desperately curious to know how heavy those things might be. He didn’t think it a stretch to imagine that, together, Tess’ breasts might weigh as much, or even more, than the rest of Tess herself. Soon she made her way back to the couch, pausing in front of it, and then allowed herself to fall back heavily onto it. Her breasted heaved enormously and Cam could even hear a clapping sound as they fell back into her lap.

The group chatted for a while, until the movie credits began to roll. Then Kyle stood and proclaimed that it was time to resume Smashing. All the guys made their way up stairs, and Super Smash Bros. began again. After another couple of hours, Dave announced that he was tired, and wanted to go to sleep. Kyle promptly shut off the Wii U, ironically only to Cody’s displeasure. Everyone had become pretty tired, and the quality of play declined enough that Cody was suddenly having some success – he wanted to keep it going while it lasted. However he was summarily outvoted and instead Kyle put Old School in the Xbox and everyone settled into the makeshift beds they had crafted from blankets and old comforters.

Cam laid awake, thinking about Tess’ boobs. He still could not believe that he was in the same house as her. Never had he even dreamed that breasts could be so large, let alone that he would one day be casually hanging out with a girl who possessed them. His efforts to fall asleep were further hindered by the loud snoring that began emanating from various parts of the room. It sounded like he was the last man standing. He felt the urge to pee, and so he quietly got up and headed to the bathroom. After finishing his business, a devious thought played in his mind: did he dare sneak a peak at Tess while she slept? Immediately he felt a rush of shame at the very though…but then also a twinge of excitement. He coaxed himself into at least venturing to her bedroom to see if he could tell whether or not her and Kayla were still awake.

A few steps down the hallway, it became apparent that no one was in Tess’ room at all. Where the white door should have dimly shined with the soft moonlight slanting in the window at the end of the hall, Cam instead saw black. The door was still hanging open, with no one inside. For a moment, Cam thought he should turn around and head back to Kyle’s room, but then he decided he better check to see if they were resting secure downstairs, lest Kyle’s mom needed to be ‘warned’ of their absence. Cam creeped quietly down the stairs, careful not to make any loud noises. Though the act of going downstairs was not inherently wrong, his deeper intentions made every move Cam made feel naughty. There was no longer a dancing glow from the television in the hallway as Cam approached through the kitchen. He slowly made his way through the kitchen, into the living room. First, he saw Kayla, laying on a pallet of blankets of her own at the foot of the armchair she had been lounging in earlier that night. Then Cam looked down, over the back of the couch, and saw Tess. She had removed the back cushions from the couch and a quick glance told Cam this had been done to ensure she had enough room to rest her enormous breasts on the couch with her. She lay on her side, back against the back of the couch, with her breasts splayed out before her. The ‘bottom’ breast lay at a downward angle, while the ‘top’ breast was heaped atop the other, at an upward angle. They made a ‘V’ shape as they protruded from her torso. She had a thin blanket d****d over her, however it appeared that in her feverish sleep, she had it haphazardly laying across only the middle of her torso. Both breasts rested, unconcealed by the blanket. Cam noticed from the arm that likewise remained uncovered by the blanket, that Tess had changed out of the t-shirt she had been sporting earlier into what looked like an enormous tanktop. She also wore sleep-pants now rather than the shorts she had worn earlier, so apparently this was Tess’ sleep ensemble.

Cam moved around the couch to get a view from where Tess’ head lay. The tanktop she wore was tremendously oversized, clearly by necessity, and it allowed a veritable acreage of Tess’ deep cleavage to be visible. Even from that small visible portion, it was obvious to Cam that Tess’ boobs were incredibly soft – even ‘fat.’ There wasn’t just a line of cleavage, there was a legitimate bulge of flesh that poured out of the neckline of the tank top, even as the vast majority of the things were bulging inside of the tank top itself. Cam stood, for a long time, awestruck at the sight. He couldn’t have scripted a better outcome to this late-night foray into voyeurism.

Without really thinking about it, Cam reached out to touch Tess. He stopped himself, just short of her thick cleavage, and decided it might be smarter to touch somewhere else first. Just in case she woke up. He instead gently brushed her arm. Nothing. He did it again, somewhat more firmly than before. Nothing. Emboldened by the assumption that Tess was a heavy sleeper, Cam moved his hand down and gently prodded her cleavage with his pointer finger. As he suspected, her flesh was incredibly soft and shockingly warm. He prodded her a few more times, but found this somewhat unsatisfying. His boldness grew with every move that went unnoticed. This time he placed his palm against the top of her ‘top’ breast and let it lay there. He wanted so badly to fully explore the magnitude of Tess’ monumental bosom, but he knew that he was already playing with fire. He moved his palm lower, feeling the fuller part of her exposed bosom. He lightly squeezed the flesh, and was startled by sudden shifting.

He pulled back his hand at once and stepped back behind the couch, waiting to be caught. Tess moved below him, out of sight beyond the back of the couch. Cam waited in silence, but no sound came and Tess didn’t get up. He tentatively stepped forward again. Tess had shifted in her sleep, disturbed but apparently not awakened by Cam’s exploration. She now laid upon her back, at an angle, still leaning against the back of the couch. Her breasts were still spread across her torso, the ‘bottom’ breast still more or less in the same position, but the ‘top’ breast resting mostly atop her body. Cam could hear her labored breathing, evidence of the impact the immense weight had on her lungs in this position. Cam was again struck by the fact that this was a bona fide medical condition, Tess’ ability to breath was even compromised if she moved in her sleep the wrong way.

Cam noticed that in her shifting, Tess’ blanket had become bunched up around her waist. He moved to the other side of the couch and was greeted by the sight of the underside of her breasts spilling out from the bottom of the oversized tank top. She had shifted in such a way that the top had become pinned beneath her and thus had pulled up and over the bottom lobes of her tits. After closer examination, Cam was disappointed to find that no areola was exposed but nonetheless was flummoxed at the ‘luck’ he was having on his pervy journey. He crept down on his knees and sidled up closer to where her breasts lay.

Feeling like Indiana Jones carefully reaching to replace the golden idol, Cam slowly reached into the lower hem of her tank top toward the heavy globes he could see inside. His hand sank into a wall of flesh harder than he intended to and he found himself with a handful of breastflesh that utterly overwhelmed his grip. He was struck by how inadequate his hand was at grappling with breasts of such enormity. In a fervor, he squeezed his handful of titflesh rather than withdrawing his palm, and immediately he felt himself cumming intensely. He had been sporting perhaps the strongest erection of his life ever since he laid eyes upon the canyon of cleavage peering out from her tanktop, and this last action had finally been too much. He doubled over in pleasure, his palm still resting on the lower flank of the huge breast. When his orgasm subsided, he reluctantly pulled his hand free of the tank top, and slowly edged backward. The shame collapsed upon him hard, and he was suddenly convinced that Tess was laying awake, about to chastise him as soon as he stood and she saw who had been groping her. Accordingly, Cam waited until he was behind the couch before he rose back to his feet and was pleasantly surprised to detect no sign that Tess had stirred at all. He considered lingering longer, but realized that he had been ridiculously fortunate to have made it this far without being caught. He returned to Kyle’s room, stopping briefly in the bathroom again to remove his soiled underwear and clean himself off, and settled back into his pallet.

Cam reflected on the last 15 minutes or so and already it seemed like a dream. How could it be anything else? He realized that his mind had entered that daze between restlessness and grogginess and everything felt surreal. After what felt like an hour or more, Cam fell into a shallow slumber – drifting off to daydreams about the feeling of those unbelievable swells of titflesh overwhelming his palm.

A small crash that sounded cataclysmic in the quiet of Kyle’s bedroom woke Cam up the next morning. His mind was a mess of cobwebs and he was hardly able to comprehend the room around him as he looked around in his confusion. He slowly became aware that most everyone else in the room was doing the same thing, all with the same perplexed expressions on their faces. Then Cam’s eyes fell upon the culprit: unsurprisingly, it was Cody. He stood over near the television, bent over to pick up the controller he had caused to come crashing to the floor, the cord still wrapped around his ankle.

“Shit boys, my bad.” He said as he removed the cord from his ankle and placed the controller back on the table bearing all of Kyle’s video games.

“Cody, you fucker.” Kyle said, his voice froggy.

“Ugh, what time is it?” Dave asked, his arm d****d over his eyes.

Cam looked at his phone and saw that it was nearly 11am, and reported it to the room. For 45 or so minutes, they all languished in their blankets and sheets, even as Cody fired up Kyle’s Xbox to play Call of Duty. But as it approached noon, Kyle’s mom called up the stairs to see if the guys were up and Kyle was forced to concede as much.

“Well hurry up, I made pancakes like two hours ago but they’ll still be good if you microwave them. I don’t want to waste them!” Kyle’s mom shouted from downstairs.

The guys shambled out of Kyle’s bedroom, making their way to the stairs in a jumbled huddle. All but Cody seemed to be half-asleep still. Cam tailed the group, his mind still a mess. He was rubbing his eyes as he entered the kitchen. A glance toward the living room revealed that Tess and Kayla had maintained their posts from the night before. On the TV was a football game that neither seemed to be paying any attention to.

“Good morning ladies! How did you sleep?” Cody exclaimed, too energetic for Cam to handle in his present stupor.

“Ugh, ya’ll’s mom woke us up at like 8:30 this morning when she made coffee and I couldn’t go back to sleep.” Kayla lamented.

“You know, I tried to warn you. I said we should go back to my bedroom but you didn’t want to.” Tess retorted.

“I know, but I hate sharing your bed with you. I get smothered half the time…” Kayla responded, trailing off.

“KAYLA! What the hell?” Tess responded with genuine shock – she seemed legitimately hurt by this comment. Cam could see Brandon and Dave stifle laughter, but Cody didn’t bother.

“OH shit! The truth comes out!” He exclaimed jubilantly, Cody seemed to really enjoy stirring up mild shit like this.

“Sorry! It’s the truth though, girl” Kayla said, laughing.

“Well you ended up sleeping on the floor down here anyway so what’s the fucking difference?” Tess was clearly somewhat incensed, trying to maintain composure.

“Oh calm down. I’m just messing with you. I thought I would sleep in the chair, but it hurt my neck. We should’ve moved upstairs, but I got too lazy.” Kayla said. Tess made no reply, staring a bit too intently at her phone. Her cheeks were a bit flushed.

“….soooo…how bout them Yankees?” Cody broke the brief silence, this was a favorite ‘joke’ of his when any silence fell, awkward or not.

Brandon and Kyle started talking about the football game while Cody and Dave heated up the pancakes. Cam’s mind was still waking up, and he found himself largely operating on autopilot. He wordless wandered around the couch and took a seat on the fireplace, opposite where Tess was lounging. He glanced around the room, looking at Kyle and Brandon, still deep in conversation, then over at Kayla, who was likewise watching their conversation, and then in front of him at Tess. She was still looking at her phone. Cam took in the view of her gigantic breasts. She sat with her legs perched on the couch, mermaid style. Cam couldn’t help noticing that one of her breasts blanketed the lower portion of her legs perched atop the couch, while the other appeared to be pooled between where her knees rested and the back of the couch. This latter position resulted in that breast being bunched up more than usual and the outer flank of it formed a respectable shelf of flesh upon which Tess rested her elbow. Cam was fascinated by the way her titflesh swallowed a surprising amount of her elbow.

Suddenly Tess lifted that elbow from the fleshy shelf and Cam had time to see the outer flank spring back into position before he averted his gaze, afraid of being caught staring. He glanced back around the room before returning his eyes to Tess. She was looking at the TV, stretching her arms over her head. Cam knew that, ordinarily, such an act would thrust a woman’s breasts front and center, but Tess’ breasts rested to fully and heavily in her lap and the couch cushions that this action had hardly any impact on her chest at all. In a way, this lack of reaction was even more exciting for Cam than if she had a pair of normal sized breasts which had been thrust right into his field of vision.

Abruptly, Tess returned her attention to her phone and let her arms flop back down. The result was an audible clap, with a wave of motion across the bulk of the breasts engulfing her torso. It appeared that she had not intended this to happen, because immediately after the clapping sound emanated from her chest, she quickly glanced up as if to see if she had been “caught” – the way people do after doing something embarrassing in public. Unfortunately Cam was unable to avoid eye contact this time, and the two locked eyes for a moment. Cam mustered a brief smile, and looked down at the ground. He could feel his cheeks flushing in embarrassment at having been caught staring. After a while, he risked a glance up and saw that Tess was looking too intently at her phone again, her cheeks likewise flushed.

Soon the pancakes were ready and the guys gathered around the dinner table to eat. While they ate, Kayla announced it was time for her to leave. Every bid their goodbyes, Cam offering that it was “nice to meet” her. Tess again hoisted herself up from the couch, though Cam’s view wasn’t quite as good as it had been the night before. He watched her shamble across the living room, following Kayla toward their front door. Distantly, he could hear them saying their goodbyes. Suddenly he had a mental image of the two hugging, Kayla being completely engulfed by Tess’ gargantuan tits. He almost wished he could’ve followed to watch, because surely something like that had occurred. But alas, he sat at the table, with microwaved pancakes. Then he began to daydream about receiving such a hug himself, and his groin reacted accordingly.

Immediately Cam shooed such thoughts from his brain, he definitely did not need to be sitting at a dinner table full of new friends with a boner. Again he reflected on the last 15 or so hours and it felt no less like a dream than it had the night before. Cam had fleeting visions of he and Tess somehow striking up a romance, no matter how unlikely it seemed. Regardless, he knew that this group of friends had made a habit of hanging out most weekends. Further, he knew that Kyle’s house was the most popular haunt for those hangouts. His mind reeled at the prospect of seeing Tess again. And the way Kyle described her condition…was it possible she would continue to grow?