N1-Le's Garden of Memories

This was approximately the sound that echoed through your home as your titanic girlfriend dropped two-cushion-filling rear onto your couch, now home from work. You came into the living room and gave her yet another scolding about nearly destroying the couch. “Yeahyeah, look, I’m exhausted. I can’t be expected to control all this weight.” She motioned to the whole of her amazonian body but her hands lingered under the hanging shelf that was her, even proportionally, massive bust. “I don’t feel like getting up, do me a favor and toss this in the hamper for me?” With one swift motion, a single hand disappeared under her sweater and behind her back. Her gargantuan breasts hung free, as a several-times-reinforced garment formed of two craters worth of cloth and bands strong as steel cables tumbled out. Before you had a moment to protest, the monstrous bra came hurtling towards you and promptly knocked you on your ass. “Thanks baby~ and if you wouldn’t mind a back rub when you get back, I’d really appreciate it<3”