Starring juggied June Humper and hung Henry Humper in: "Wee Wee Camp: Shop Till You Drop" Written by Victor C. Nathan and Chantal Lefleur Edited by Victor C. Nathan
"What are we going to do today, Nana?" Henry Humper asked his overly endowed, heavily breasted grandmother, June as he sat at the kitchen table finishing his glass of orange juice while openly gawking at June's deep cleavage as seen above the neckline of the robe she wore and had tied loosely at the waist. "Have you thought of anything for us to do?"
"As a matter of fact, Henry, I have," June responded, leaning forward to pour Henry more juice and give him a view right down the front of her robe at the huge round swells of her twin titans. "I thought we might go to Kimberly Buxsom's Bra Barn. It's time I went and did a little bra shopping. I go through a lot of bras trying to keep these big fuckers of mine restrained, tee hee hee. How does that sound to you, Henry? That is, unless you think you might get too bored going bra shopping with your old Granny. It could be fucking deadly damn dull, I guess."
"Dull, my ass!" Henry snapped, still gaping down the front of June's loosely tied robe at the rounded roaring huge tops of her ta ta tittie toppers as the blonde busty beauty cleared several empty plates from the tabletop. "Your big fucking boobies need fucking support! You owe those big ol' fuckers a good support system! It's a solemn duty to capture and contain those motherfucking mountains, and I mean to be there to make sure you fulfill that sacred vow to your top-heavy boobahs, Nana! I wouldn't think of letting them down, and we need to find you a fucking boulder holder that won't let them down and fucking out either! Hell yeah, we will complete that honorable mammary mission!"
"Well then, Henry," June continued, her jugs wobbling under the fabric of her garment as she moved. "You better finish up your breakfast while I start clearing away the dishes, then we can get dressed and go."
"Holy fucking shit, Nana. This is better than the lake, the carnival and our rainy day fun. Hell, it's better than the whole fucking summer put together!" Henry enthused, picking up his glass again and downing the juice in one big gulp before grabbing a handful of June's left breast as she continued to clear the table. "I fucking love bra shopping. I always go with Mom, and sometimes she even lets me help her try them on. Yippeeee! I love bra shopping!"
"Then let go of my tittie and go and get dressed," June laughed, slapping his hand away from her awesome assets playfully. "I'm going to get dressed too, so hurry up. The sooner we get there, the sooner we can start having fun."
"Fun, fun, fun, till Nana takes the tee tees away!" Henry sang, releasing her bustline reluctantly and, having already showered, coincidentally with his globular-globbed grandmother, he rose to head towards his bedroom. "Whoooaaaaa! I can't go get dressed when you....."
"No, you can't, Henry," June giggled, her whoppers wobbling as her hand grasped. "Cause I've got your cock, big fucker. Mmmmmm!"
"Wowsers!" Henry gasped audibly as the zeppelin-bazoomed 60-year-old blonde in front of him forcefully gripped the front of his boxers, her hand closing around the snake that she had forced from the fly of his shorts. "That's some grip you've got there, old girl."
"Only when I'm gripping something I like, big fella," June Humper cooed, squeezing his unleashed cock as her bobbly boobies jiggled and juggled up and down.
"Well, if you're going to play, so am I," Henry laughed, reaching into June's robe and grabbing at her enormous fleshy funbags, so large that even his big hands couldn't contain all of her soft flesh.
"Now, Henry," June admonished him, reluctantly letting go of his jumbo johnson as her rack rippled. "If we don't stop this right now, we both know where it will end, and we'll never get out of here, tee hee."
"Yeah, I know, Nana," Henry replied, reluctantly letting go of her bodacious blouse bunnies. "It usually ends up with you on your back with your legs around my waist, ha ha. Come to think of it, maybe..........."
"No, Henry," June said firmly, anticipating the ending of his sentence. "I really need to get to Ms. Buxsom's shop, so hurry up and get dressed, you naughty boy. I want to be in the car and on our way in fifteen minutes. Hmmmmmmmmmm. But on second thought, I guess we could fit in a quick little humpy though, my sweet little wee wee bear. I'll tell you what. Be up in my bedroom in ten minutes. I just need to clear the table and load the dishwasher. A little humpy humpy never hurt anybody, after all, and plus, the AC is on in there full blast so we won't get all sweaty and won't have to shower again afterwards."
"You're right, Granny. A little fucking humpy humpy never hurt anybody," Henry agreed, flicking a finger against each of her teatsies as he turned toward the stairs.
"Now get up there on that mattress, Henry, and shuck those boxers off and get that wee wee of yours pointing right at the ceiling. I want that big fucker pointing due north when I get up there, Henry Humper! Understand, wee wee warrior?"
Around thirty minutes later......
"Wow, Nana! That was really fucking spectacular!" Henry told his buxom and voluptuous grandmother as he rose from the bed and began to get dressed. "You drained my bodily fluids three times, you sexy sexagenarian you!"
"And all three times were gushers, Henry," June replied, struggling to fasten her blouse over the huge swell of her chest that was only barely restrained by the heavily reinforced fabric of her bra. "Now get those pants on, good fucker, and let's get going."
Five minutes later, Henry and June were flying down the highway, June behind the wheel, her large chest sticking out so far in front of her that she had to adjust the driver's seat by pushing it back a few inches and still managed to hit her breasts with the steering wheel every time she moved it to the left or right.
"Ha ha! Those big titties of yours are a driving hazard!" Henry laughed, gaping at her outcropping orbs that jumped every once in a while.
"Holy fucking shit!" June whooped gleefully, each breast fleshily tapping the steering wheel as she maneuvered the car skillfully. "I mean, three fucking times, baby! Three fucking fucks, sweet fucker! My cunny is purring with contentment!"
"Well, my wee wee is pretty fucking happy too, Granny," the young Humper replied smilingly, eyeing her steering wheel squashed sacks of knocker, having already pulled his penis out of his pants as soon as he got in the car, his semi-erection swaying laconically with every bump in the road.
"I'm so happy right now, I could kiss you," June laughed, one of her hooters pushing hard against the wheel before her.
"Good idea, Nana," Henry agreed, leaning towards her and her chesty form.
"Not there, baby," June dismissed him, her bomber-sized bazooms shifting as she moved her view from the road and leaned to plant a resounding smack of a kiss on the end of his slowly expanding and crudely naked stalk.
"Mmmmmmmm," Henry moaned, leaning back in the bucket seat of his grandparents' car, his eyes closed, resting his head against the headrest as his brain filled with visions of sugartits. "I love it when you do that, you naughty Nana."
"And I love it too, babycakes," June purred, reluctantly removing her attention from Henry's big cock and returning it to the road, laughing as her boobies dimpled against the steering instrument.
"Now you better get that big humpstick of yours put away, baby," she instructed him at last, pulling her jugs back from the wheel as she finally located Ms. Buxsom's shop and turned into the parking lot. "We're here, sweetie."
"Why, June, good morning. So lovely to see you," the red-headed, bust- laden bombshell Kimberly Buxsom said warmly as the even more bust- laden June and well-wee weed Henry entered her shop. "Welcome to Kimberly Buxsom's Bra Barn. And who is this handsome young man with you, June?"
"So nice to see you, Kimberly," June said with a sincere smile as she reached out to give the shopkeeper a hug, their two sets of enormous tits pressing together as they embraced. "This is Hilda's boy, Henry. Henry, this is Ms. Kimberly Buxsom."
"My goodness, aren't you a handsome one!" Kimberly exclaimed admiringly, studying Henry's form, her own mammoth bosom jutting out in front of her like a shelf, creamy white ample cleavage visible at the scoop neckline of her white blouse, her gorgeous fiery red hair hanging nearly down to her huge boobs.
"Gosh, Ms. Buxsom, it's great to meet ya," Henry managed, gulping as he checked out the enormous curves of her two twin honkers, not even trying to hide his interest. "Gee whiz, you've got some big fucking puppies! Fuck, but you're heeeeeuge!"
"Hee hee!" the heavily and bountifully endowed Ms. Buxsom tittered at his forwardness, leaning towards him to give him a better view of her cleavage. "And according to your Nana, you have a certain big 'soooomething' yourself, sweetums. I've heard that Junie's little grandbaby is now sporting quite a package."
"Would ya like to see it?" Henry asked the bra-busting Buxsom hopefully, fumbling with his fly without even waiting for her response.
"Henry, sweetie, not now," June smiled indulgently, the stacked grandparent patting her favorite boy on the shoulder. "Ms. Buxsom is working, baby."
"Tee hee hee. It's a lovely offer, Henry. It really is," Kimberly responded, adjusting her jug-holders and looking at his crotch eagerly. "But your grandmother's right. I'm working right now. But maybe after work..........."
"Hot damn! You got it!" Henry whooped, reluctant to tear his eyes away from the store owner's considerable chest charms. "What time does the store close?"
