The foamy water rushes over Dana's chest and her children are overtaken by the current. It washes them into the cleft between her hulking mammoth breasts. As they're crying while rubbing their eyes and struggling to get to their feet, the suds quickly slosh out under them in a falling tide.
Mike, being the leader, is the first to keenly dart his head around at the bronze landscape. "Where are we?" he asks.
The ground lifts softly up and then down as Dana takes a soothing breath. Clumsy Ben slips on the wet skin and flips over. Mike hurriedly crawls over to help him. Sara looks down at her feet, which had become uncovered with her sandals now floating somewhere in the bottomless vat rumbling below them along with her mother. Her soles squish firmly into the thick canyon in the middle of Dana's chest. She lifts a long soaking-wet strand of her hair out of her eyes and stares at her mom's chest puffing up against her soles. She bites her lip for a moment, then wiggles her toes, squishing her mother's skin between them.
Mike's peers off toward his mom's legs and watches the roaring waves pouring over the slopes over her stomach, which continually swells up and out int he distance. The bubbly water sloshes loudly all around Dana's giant naked body, licking her skin while suds pour in and around her navel with each trembling breath. The whole front of Dana shimmers in the soft light like a strip of beach surrounded by water, with her navel looking like an oasin, full of water int he middle.
"It doesn't look safe over there." Mike decides. "We should head for mom's head."
Ben's attention is on a more immediate problem. "Aah! Guys, look out!!"
He's pointing up at their mother's mammoth breast, which, at their size, is tremendously fat and ominous-looking. Huge veins crackle down toward the kids and glow faintly through the translucent skin stretched across the side. All three of them can see the veins wobbling along with the rest of the reddened mountain of flesh. Mike sees the vein above them jiggling ten feet in the air and backs away with a frightened look in his eyes. Ben keeps slipping in his panic but with Mike's help manages to get back on his feet. Sara, for some reason, stays frozen. Her eyes are stuck on the massive dome of femininity quivering side to side.
"Sara! What are you doing?!" Ben franctically yells. He sees what Mike sees; both fleshy mammaries are swaying their tremendous bulk dangerously close. Ben and Mike trip and fall trying to get away from the encroaching mountain as the left breast sways toward them and nearly devours them beneath it's soft, blanketing roll of skin.
Seeing her brothers tumbling over with their arms locked on each other in the constant rush of suds, Sara starts to back away. Her elbows almost immediately plop into something soft and wet, followed by her back and shoulders. Sara's eyelids flutter at the feel of cold, quivering skin trembling beneath her shoulderblades and over her neck. Her eyes peer up and she sees huge droplets rolling down the orange wall behind her and she turns around. Putting both palms on the side, she peels herself off with a smack and looks up. Dana's skyscraping right breast stretches up over her, trembling all over like a mighty hill of jello. Sara gasps aloud and pushes her palms in, lifting herself off and shoving her fingers into the rubbery skin. The whole mass seems to tremble from her hands slapping the damp sides.
"Sara! Don't stay there!" an alarmed Mike calls out. He can see the peaks of both breasts in the sky swaying inward in unison. One move of his mother--arching her back, turning on her side to reach something--and her hulking, dripping-wet bosom is going to smash together, totally squishing them.
Sara doesn't hear him. Or at least, she doesn't react. She rolls her side onto her mom's giant breast and cuddles her body into it, sighing. Part of her seems to recall that cushy feeling a newborn baby feels being held up to their mommy's huge breast hovering over them. Her hair sticks to the moist sides as she rubs herself up and down against it.
"Sara, COME ONNNN!!" Mike yells as he charges forward and tackles her back into the water running down Dana's chest. Sara squeals and falls flat into the soapy water, just moments before Dana's chest heaves and the rolling flesh she was up against rumbles and spills over, completely crushing where she was standing.
"MIKE, WATCH OUUUUT!!!" Ben screams covering his head. The other boob jiggles sideways and swings dangerously close to it's sister before swaying back outward. Dana licks her giant lips and sets her hands right under both breasts to push them in with a sigh. Suddenly, her breasts jiggling from her fingers squeezing down on them, swinging madly and about to clap together. Mike, Ben and Sara all scream and get washed out by a torrent of water flooding the cleft in Dana's chest seconds before the breast mountains heave inward and--!!
**SMMMMAAAAAAASSSSHHHHH!!**
The impact of the clap sends an explosion of water spurting out, tossing the kids back onto their mom's body and speeding them uncontrollably toward--
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