0mrg4u5b
Generally speaking, when blowing out your birthday candles you’re supposed to keep your wish a secret. Elijah certainly did: there was no way that he was going to announce that he wanted a ‘Japanese hottie with the biggest titties in the fucking world’ for his big 21st birthday. Well, life has a funny way of giving you exactly what you wished for sometimes... just not in the way you’d ever expected. And it turned out that, after losing their job, ‘Elijah’ was forced into finding another revenue stream... one that would prove to be far more profitable than the dead-end internship he had been working at some law firm.
“On in five.” Announced the director, signaling to the crew to get off their phones and get ready to work. “Everything’s ready to go. But how about our talent. Yuzuki?”
From across the room, the gorgeous Asian lady gave a thumbs-up. It wasn’t an easy maneuver - after all, it was quite the feat having to reach around those gigantic titties, each almost two feet in diameter and about as heavy as she was. The brief release of her hands from cradling those gigantic body-breaking knockers was enough to send the unsupported jumbo-sized chest-pillows flopping about like crazy, and the pornstar had to re-adjust her custom-built XXXL orange bikini to avoid showing off a fraction of her plate-sized pink-brown areola. After all, that reveal would still be yet to come.
She was grateful that she got to take home the outfits the costuming team crafted for her, since it was so difficult and expensive to find anything that could possibly fit her world-record breaking breast size. But that was the same reason she was left to keep whatever they made: after all, who else could possibly find a use for such a massive elephantine mass of brassiere fabric? Well, maybe the loyal horde of boob-brained gooners could blow so many loads into them that you could eventually crack it in half. How ironic, that a perverted (in both senses of the term) wish would make her into her own insane fantasy woman.
Yuzuki was her new stage name (somehow ‘Elijah’ seemed an odd fit for the new-on-the-block Asian sex-worker with boobies so big you had to go through doors one titty at a time) and it was still taking some adjusting to, but now that she had almost a million fans - and quickly growing - it was beginning to get easier to remember. Life had been very different these last couple months, after all. For one thing, she had entered the adult entertainment industry and was getting laid multiple times a day for obscene amounts of money by wealthy investors with ‘no such thing as too big’ fetishes. It was humiliating and demeaning, not to mention physically laborious, work to bounce on dick all day when you’re carrying those enormously heavy loads of mega-milkers on your chest, but it was paying the bills and then some. In mere weeks she had gone from being a low-level desk-jockey lackey to having her own manager and a small team of people making sure her makeup was perfect and her clothes were the right amount of revealing without breaking any state laws around nudity. Until the cameras were rolling, of course.
But the hardest part was, as a former guy, having to come to grips with the fact that every day now there was thousands of dudes spilling trillions of potential babies into tissues and socks to her image. Watching her get pounded every which way, sucking cock, getting her titties fucked (that last one was particularly popular, considering how easily those massive bags of fat swallowed up even the most long and thick members of her co-stars) all for their own perverted amusement. Sure, getting a nice dick inside of her was the height of orgasmic pleasure, and she was orgasming a dozen times a day at this point. But doing it with a camera pointing at her? A boom mic recording every lewd plap and slap of her massive mammaries hitting her stomach or the floor? There was something uniquely awkward about knowing that for all the time she spent in the makeup chair getting her foundation and eyeliner done nobody would see her as anything but a pair of tits on legs. And to be fair, by pure body mass that was the majority of her.
She was deep in such thoughts when she heard the director call again. “Alright, one minute. Talent, on set!” Yuzuki took a deep breath, looked down at the mountains of honker inches from her nose, and gave her pussy a quick rub to get it revved up and wet before they began. Today was going to be long... and so was her horny partner’s dick, if she was lucky.
“On in five.” Announced the director, signaling to the crew to get off their phones and get ready to work. “Everything’s ready to go. But how about our talent. Yuzuki?”
From across the room, the gorgeous Asian lady gave a thumbs-up. It wasn’t an easy maneuver - after all, it was quite the feat having to reach around those gigantic titties, each almost two feet in diameter and about as heavy as she was. The brief release of her hands from cradling those gigantic body-breaking knockers was enough to send the unsupported jumbo-sized chest-pillows flopping about like crazy, and the pornstar had to re-adjust her custom-built XXXL orange bikini to avoid showing off a fraction of her plate-sized pink-brown areola. After all, that reveal would still be yet to come.
She was grateful that she got to take home the outfits the costuming team crafted for her, since it was so difficult and expensive to find anything that could possibly fit her world-record breaking breast size. But that was the same reason she was left to keep whatever they made: after all, who else could possibly find a use for such a massive elephantine mass of brassiere fabric? Well, maybe the loyal horde of boob-brained gooners could blow so many loads into them that you could eventually crack it in half. How ironic, that a perverted (in both senses of the term) wish would make her into her own insane fantasy woman.
Yuzuki was her new stage name (somehow ‘Elijah’ seemed an odd fit for the new-on-the-block Asian sex-worker with boobies so big you had to go through doors one titty at a time) and it was still taking some adjusting to, but now that she had almost a million fans - and quickly growing - it was beginning to get easier to remember. Life had been very different these last couple months, after all. For one thing, she had entered the adult entertainment industry and was getting laid multiple times a day for obscene amounts of money by wealthy investors with ‘no such thing as too big’ fetishes. It was humiliating and demeaning, not to mention physically laborious, work to bounce on dick all day when you’re carrying those enormously heavy loads of mega-milkers on your chest, but it was paying the bills and then some. In mere weeks she had gone from being a low-level desk-jockey lackey to having her own manager and a small team of people making sure her makeup was perfect and her clothes were the right amount of revealing without breaking any state laws around nudity. Until the cameras were rolling, of course.
But the hardest part was, as a former guy, having to come to grips with the fact that every day now there was thousands of dudes spilling trillions of potential babies into tissues and socks to her image. Watching her get pounded every which way, sucking cock, getting her titties fucked (that last one was particularly popular, considering how easily those massive bags of fat swallowed up even the most long and thick members of her co-stars) all for their own perverted amusement. Sure, getting a nice dick inside of her was the height of orgasmic pleasure, and she was orgasming a dozen times a day at this point. But doing it with a camera pointing at her? A boom mic recording every lewd plap and slap of her massive mammaries hitting her stomach or the floor? There was something uniquely awkward about knowing that for all the time she spent in the makeup chair getting her foundation and eyeliner done nobody would see her as anything but a pair of tits on legs. And to be fair, by pure body mass that was the majority of her.
She was deep in such thoughts when she heard the director call again. “Alright, one minute. Talent, on set!” Yuzuki took a deep breath, looked down at the mountains of honker inches from her nose, and gave her pussy a quick rub to get it revved up and wet before they began. Today was going to be long... and so was her horny partner’s dick, if she was lucky.