Sharing a bath

When Vicky came back from holiday with a spring in her step and a bigger pair of boobs, her old friend Milena was intrigued. "You're nearly as big as me now, what happened?" Vicky offered to show her, and led her to the bathroom.

"It's these bath salts. I found them in a market in Marrakech - just smell before I put them in the water." Milena opened the bottle and hesitantly sniffed a little. The heady scent went straight to her head. Rather than the sharp, soapy smell she was expecting, this was earthy and soft. She closed her eyes and found that she was getting turned on.

Vicky pulled off her t-shirt. Her tits were round and full, so much bigger than they had been. Before Milena knew what was happening, she had stripped off too and they were both in the warm soapy water. Their hands were sliding over each others bodies, groping at the soft flesh. Their breasts were rubbing together, hard nipples meeting occasionally and sending chills through their fertile cores.

"Can you feel it beginning? Something in the salts makes you horny while your breasts grow - and it's exponential. You're starting with huge knockers, so I think you're going to be enormous by the time we're done in here!"

Vicky slid behind Milena, her own growing tits pushing against her friends back as she reached around. She sank her fingers into Milena's soft boobs and began to heft and squeeze. Milena found herself rubbing at her clitoris under the water as she gripped her friends thigh. Between Vicky's fingers, Milena's flesh was expanding, pushing them apart, challenging Vicky's grip. The two friends faced each other, straining to kiss as their tits grew more, the weight and size beyond anything they had dreamed of.

Their friendship as it had been was over now. They were lovers, equals in flesh, their mature, soft, incredibly endowed forms a tribute to one another.