Washout

We stood outside washing the cars. The sun was shining down, reflecting off the drops of water on the bodies of our vehicles like twinkling stars. You slapped a dripping soapy rag onto the hood of your car, sliding it around on the smooth metal surface. I sponged down a fender of my yellow Volkswagen.

"Baby, hand me the hose. Could you?" you asked. You looked to me, noticing how wet my white tanktop was getting. My breasts--my "succulent 38's" as you called them--swayed bralessly as I rubbed down my car.

"Sure," I responded. You continued wiping the soapy rag across the hood.

"Here you go...sweetie," I giggled, as you glanced up only to get a blast of water in your face.

"Why you little…" you snarled jokingly as you dropped the soapy rag, holding your hands up to block the spray of water.I laughed as you fought the spray and made your way around your car to my little yellow Volkswagen. Holding my thumb against the end of the hose sent a good jet of water out and quite a bit spraying in all directions, dampening me even more than I was. The cold water hitting my chest made my nipples pop up, pea-sized dots against the white tanktop material.

You got around to my side of my car. I wasn't paying attention, nor were you, as your right foot hit the water bucket and you went sailing backwards. I heard your pained gasp as your backside hit the pavement quite hard. I let up on the hose. "Are you okay?"

You leaned over on one cheek and slid a hand under your other cheek. "I think my butt is broken...but I'll live," you said as you rubbed your cheek. "I'm sorry," I said feeling guilty. You quit rubbing your cheek and sat there looking up at me. You smiled, noticing my soaked top again and my nipples sticking up.

"What can I do to make you feel better?" I asked, then noticed what you were looking at. I grinned and looked at the hose and the water pouring out in a big steady stream. "I think I know..."

I brought the end of the hose up to my lips and opened my mouth.

Wrapping my lips around the end of the hose, I felt the water rush in. My cheeks puffed up. I focused and inhaled, creating the perfect environment within myself to begin…

"Helia! You're inflating!" you announced as you watched my boobs in the tanktop begin to swell.

I leaned forward as my breasts grew heavier, filling quickly with the cool water. The wet white tanktop stretched and stretched, pulling tight and wet against my expanding skin. My little nipples blossomed into grape-sized bumps fattening along with my growing breasts.

"Okay, okay. Your apology is accepted," you said as my breasts grew to the size of watermelons.

I pulled the hose from my mouth. "Are you sure? I feel so bad," I said, putting the hose back in my mouth. My huge breasts returned to expanding bigger and bigger. The white tanktop stretched so tight it looked like a second skin.

"Yes! I'm fine. Look," you said getting to your feet. You waved your hands about to signify you were in one piece with no breaks or sprains. Your eyes grew wide as my breasts grew wider and fuller. My breasts swelled with several gallons of water. The tanktop began to tear down the center from the neckline on down.

I pulled the hose from my mouth. "Okay. I just want to make you happy and forget your pains." I dropped the hose and moved up to you. My huge breasts swayed like fat pendulums.

"Hey! What are you doing? What..." I bounced my huge heavy water-laden breasts against you, forcing you back to the ground. Plopping down on top of you, I straddled you, my huge breasts jiggling and sloshing in my way-stretched tanktop. I leaned forward, placing my little hands on my giant breasts and mashed them in your face. They felt like two huge wet water balloons.

"Feeling better?" I asked smiling. I leaned back to let you answer. "Half-unconscious but, yes, I feel better," you said with your hair matted to your forehead. I squealed as I felt something push against the crotch of my shorts from where I straddled your lap.

"Maybe we ought to go inside and let the car washing wait a bit," you winked.

"Mmmm. Okay." I got up off of you and helped you up. My gigantic breasts swaying and bouncing as if with a mind of their own.

As we moved towards the house, I kept stopping, connecting one length of hose to another length of hose. We got to the door into our place and you stopped. "What are you doing with all that hose?" you asked looking at the connected hoses that could probably reach around the house several times.

"Let's go the bedroom, turn on the water and I'll show you, lover." I winked and nudged you with my huge breasts. My nipples were each as long as two stacked fat grapes.