“This isn’t funny Nate! Stop laughing!” Amy stood hunched over with her hands on her back in their living room. Her angry pout just made her husband's insensitive laughter more boisterous. Amy had been pestering Nate for weeks to be able to open just one Christmas gift early and earlier today he finally relented. He let her pick out one gift and as she opened it he couldn’t help but have a giant knowing smile plastered on his face. Every year she’d want to open a gift early and after giving in every year Nate decided to get back at her. He watched as she took the ribbon and bow off of the wrapped gift and as she began to tear through the wrapping paper the gift exploded into a cloud of red and green smoke. Nate heard a yelp, along with the tearing of fabric, and after the smoke cleared out he saw his now very angry wife hunched over with a pair of gigantic breasts hanging from her chest. “Come on Amy,” Nate tried and failed to stifle his own laughter, “you ask every year! It was a perfect opportunity to prank you.” “I don’t think it’s funny Nate! These things are so heavy I can’t stand up straight and it’s killing my back.” “Oh, I’m sorry Amy.” Nate got up from the couch and walked behind his wife. “Let me help with those.” He scooped his arms underneath Amy’s armpits and lifted her underboobage in the palm of his hands. “Wooh, these are heavy! Is that better though?” “It’s a bit better…” Amy sounded a bit annoyed but now that she was able to stand straight she was at least not in any pain. “Still not happy with you though.” “Fair. Nate agreed. “But what if I do this?” He shifted his arms so that Amy's breasts were still supported but so that his hands cupped the front end of her boobs and began gently massaging them. “How does that feel?” Amy stifled a moan as she leaned back into her hubby. “It’s… okay.” “Just okay? Well, if you would let me, can I assist my queen to our bed and once you're nice and comfy I can provide,” Nate leaned in and whispered into Amy's ear, “other services.” “That would be- ah~ nice.”