[Actually, the "breast-less" thing was just the fanciful Greek interpretation of a foreign word that meant something like "moon woman". I'm not sure what language that was, anymore. Possibly Armenian or Corcyan. Later on, some Greek tales even invented a story about Amazons cutting off their breasts deliberately, to be able to handle bows.]
Nabiki grabbed the huge, jiggling globes of Shampoo's breasts from the floor and wiped at them with her sleeve. The floor looked clean, but you never knew, with Dr. Nick. To her surprise, Shampoo moaned, when she did that.
"Sha- Shampoo still feel boobies. They too too sensitive! Please - Nabiki squeeze again, yes? Squeeze Shampoo's big, big hoo-hoos!"
Nabiki looked down at the giant balls of titflesh she held and realized that she had dug the fingers of one hand deeply into the soft and pliant flesh of one of them, to hold it still, while she wiped at it. Balancing two basketball-sized globes on one arm was hard enough, after all. Looking at Shampoo, she squeezed it again and ran the thumb of her other hand over one of the two cherry-red, fingertip-sized nipples.
Shampoo squealed, and one of her hands flew to her crotch, starting to masturbate furiously. "Aiyaah! More! Nabiki bring boobies here - Shampoo want to play with her hoo-hoos, too."
Nabiki shook her head. "Don't get too carried away, Shampoo. We need to find a way to re-attach these, before we can think about satisfying your urges." She put one breast down on the surgical table and examined the other closely, rolling it this way and that in her hands, which made Shampoo moan blissfully all over again.
She found that part of the breast was still coated with "Preparation-U", corresponding to the area that should be attached to Shampoo's body. When she wiped a bit of the smear away, the area became sticky - very sticky. So sticky, in fact, that she couldn't remove her finger from it, without applying some of the preparation she had wiped away. "Well, well. Looks like they'll re-attach just fine, once we get them clean. Shampoo, lie down on the bed. And stop fingering yourself for a moment! We want these to sit straight, once they're attached to your chest again."
Shampoo reluctantly stopped finger-banging her sopping slit. "Sorry. Shampoo no can help herself. Nabiki's fingers feel too too good."
Nabiki sighed. Shampoo was right; she couldn't help herself - she was under the influence of whatever was giving her these weird fetishes every day. Grabbing one of the massive, heavy hooters in each hand, Nabiki carried them to Shampoo and proceeded to fit them onto her body in the correct place, with the Preparation-U still on them.
Shampoo's hands came up, cupping the globes from below and pushing them higher on her chest. "Here. Shampoo want them here."
"Are you sure, Shampoo?" asked Nabiki. "They didn't sit that high before."
Shampoo nodded. "Yes, Shampoo know. But she want her new hoo-hoos sticking out high and proud, not dangling low."
"Hmm, I see. But will you still think so tomorrow?"
Shampoo thought about that for a minute. Then she answered, "Shampoo think so. She always like her boobies; how they look, how they feel, how they bounce. Shampoo think she still like her big hoo-hoos, even when titty-fetish gone." She pushed at her magnificent globes once more, until they really sat "high and proud" on her chest.
Nabiki shrugged and accepted Shampoo's explanation - but the girl better not come crying to her tomorrow. She took note of the final position, then wiped away the Preparation-U with a pad of sterile gauze, taking care to set the soft, warm basketballs back in the right place. Straddling Shampoo's abdomen on the bed, she placed her hands squarely on the monumental mammaries and pressed down hard to make them stick firmly.
Shampoo moaned again. "Yes! Yes! Aiyaah, is so good!" Her hands joined Nabiki's on her melons, playing with the bulging flesh. When Nabiki eased the pressure, Shampoo grabbed her wrists and kept the hand firmly placed on her jugs. "Please! Nabiki keep squeezing Shampoo's big, big boobies. Squeeze them good - Shampoo is Amazon, she can take it."
With a shrug, Nabiki renewed her assault on Shampoo's "big, big boobies". She dug her fingers into the yielding mass and kneaded them firmly - far more firmly than she would have done with her own, substantially smaller breasts. Shampoo seemed to like the treatment, though, since she squealed happily and started masturbating again. There was something strangely satisfying about playing with these unnaturally huge globes, and Nabiki found herself liking it a lot. I probably wasn't breast-fed enough as a baby, she thought with a smirk. Or too much.
This gave Nabiki an idea, and she leaned down, catching one of Shampoo's huge, red nipples between her lips. She sucked at it and nibbled on it with her teeth, while one of her hands tugged at the other nipple. The loud squeal and orgasmic shudder that ran through Shampoo's body were very satisfying as well. There's just something deeply pleasing about being the cause of someone else's orgasm.
Nabiki continued to run her hands softly over the mountaneous expanse of Shampoo's new globes, while Shampoo recovered.
"Thank you, Nabiki," said Shampoo softly. "You is so good to Shampoo." She reached up to caress Nabiki's cheek, which surprised the other girl.
Slightly embarrassed - although refusing to show it - Nabiki stopped running her hands over Shampoo's body and stepped off the bed. "All part of the service, Shampoo-chan," she said. "Does that satisfy your fetish du jour?"
Tue Apr 8 03:54:49 2003