My name is Sato Takahasi, and my mother, Shiori Takahashi, and I have been living together in a house outside of the village of Miyogi, Japan for all of my life. The spring I turned 19, I found a magic plant called the oppahana. The village elder explained that I could dry it and serve it in tea to myself and one other person to made radical sexual changes to the body! I've always been in love with my mother, so of course I served the tea to both her and me. It's now midsummer, and we've been ravenous in our sexual appetites ever since I started serving the tea. If any of the changes get out of hand, I can pray to the shrine god of our village, the one who gifted the oppahana to one man every generation, and reverse anything that grew too much!
I woke up refreshed and ready for a great few days. There had just been a festival to celebrate the solstice, and my mother had made and remade plenty of clothes over the past few days in preparation. She promised we would have another sexual romp for the next couple of days after the festival passed. We shared a room, now, and I watched as she slept. We were our normal selves this morning, but by the end of the day, there were going to be some big differences!
I had prayed to the shrine god during the festival, to completely reset our bodies. I was worried that my mom might be pregnant from all the fucking we've been doing the past week or two, and the village elder said that prayers to the shrine god would stop unwanted pregnancies, as well. Now we were ready to expand once again!
We had promised not to ruin the sheets we used to sleep, unlike the rest of the house, which was still completely cum-stained and trashed from the first time we had abandoned ourselves to our desires. I gazed at my sleeping mother's beautiful face for a few minutes, my penis already tenting the sheets. We don't wear clothes in the house anymore, and I got up naked, used the bathroom in the closet of her room, and went to my old room to get the supply of oppahana.
Another question I had asked the village elder was about consuming the oppahana. "Don't bother experimenting with it, I already have," he said. "Just trust me when I say that brewing tea with it is how you get the most changes out of it." I brewed two pots of tea using only oppahana, and when my mother finally woke up, she came into the kitchen and sat on the floor to drink.
"Are you excited for today?" I asked.
"Absolutely," she said. "are we going to save all the growth for one spurt, or just continue to drink tea and grow all day?"
Quite the decision to make. The tea only affects the body during their first orgasm after they drink it, so we could drink tea all day, resist our urges, and then expand explosively in one night; or we could keep fucking and cumming all day long, getting bigger and bigger with each cup we drink.
"How about, I cum at once at the end of the day, and you keep cumming and growing all day long? Since you got the big spurt when I first served straight oppahana tea, I sort of missed out on any huge growth spurt last time."
"If I recall, your cock did grow quite a bit that night." It's true, but I had only had two cups, while she had had eight. Her growth had been much more fantastic. She smiled, grabbed a cup, and gulped it down at once. "I'm fine with that deal. For every cup I drink, I'll cum. You have to watch me all day long, and match me cup for cup. If you cum before sundown, I get to pick what we do next time. If you make it to the night, you get to pick next time."
How could I complain with such a deal? "Alright, I'm fine with this."
She stared at me, her eyes shining competitively. "Are you sure you can last the whole day without masturbating, watching me grow bigger and bigger?"
"I'll be alright," I said. "Aren't we forgetting something, though? The oppahana tea makes you very tired, and you might not be able to stay awake all day. You might need my cum to stay awake." I'm not sure exactly how it works, but it seems that her cum can give me the energy to fuck a whole day without food or drink, and my semen can do the same for her.
"Okay, then fill this bowl with cum. I'll take sips from it if I get really tired, and you can just drink some of mine if you're tired. If one of us falls asleep, the other person wins the challenge, and they get to pick next time." She handed me the bowl she ate breakfast out of every day. "Hurry up and fill the bowl with cum, I already drank a glass." She began to grab her tits, biting her lip and sliding her naked ass against the floor. Just one cup, and she was already this horny? Why hadn't I just served straight oppahana tea to start with?
We watched each other masturbate, and we finished together. Since I was only shooting out a normal amount of sperm, I only filled the bowl about halfway. "That isn't nearly enough!" she pouted. "Please shoot out more of that delicious semen for me. I need at least a whole bowl of it to last me the day." The one glass of tea had already made some changes to her. She couldn't fit one whole boob in her hand anymore, they were slightly firmer, and her skin was glowing in the morning sun. She wouldn't drink the next cup until I finished came a second time. If anything, her begging and encouraging made the load a bit bigger; some of it dripped over the side of the bowl. She used her fingers to lap it up, and carefully licked it all off.
She drank her second cup of tea, and I caught up and drank my two cups. She came, her breasts growing a bit more, her hair reaching a bit further down, her hips spreading a bit wider, her waist pinching a bit thinner. It was hard to tell how much her ass was changing while she was sitting on the floor. By the third cup, I was feeling drowsy, so I took some of her cum from the floor and drank it, instantly feeling revitalized. She was breathing very heavily by the time she finished her third orgasm. She was lightly sweating all over her body, she was still moaning in pleasure, and cum was dripping continuously out of her pussy. She took my bowl of sperm and drank a few sips, then licked away the cum mustache on her upper lip. "Onto the next cup!" she said.
Fourth cup, fourth orgasm. Fifth cup, fifth orgasm. I was having trouble keeping my eyes open, and I took a few more handfuls of her cum, which was becoming sweeter and sweeter. My cock was achingly hard, but I didn't feel like I needed relief yet.