You are blindsided as she starts to lean over the sink. Her planetary boobs descend on you like falling comets. Everything goes dark as you're completely engulfed under her boob, surrounded by soft, warm, wet flesh. The scent of her shea butter bodywash fills your nostrils. You can hear the sound of her heartbeat all around you, and the weight on you varies with the rise and fall of her chest as she breathes.

You try to wiggle around and rub yourself on her, but you can barely move. Your erection strains against the massive weight. At the same time feel excitement, knowing she has no idea what you're doing.

She doesn’t notice you, of course. You’re way too tiny. You’re barely even a bug under her breasts. They aren’t as big or heavy as Mom’s or Nikki’s, but to you, they’re still the size of mountains.

As Becky finishes inspecting her face in the mirror, she steps back, lifting her boobs off the sink’s edge. Where are you?