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"Whoo!!! Hooray!! We're going to picnic!" Keily shouted happily as she seemed to run through the dirt tracks. Wearing a simple brown tunic with a red belt cinched around her waist, and a knee length green skirt, the neko child ran through the sparse oak forest. The young, supple girl didn't seem to mind the resounding thuds that made the very earth quake under her. She just ran, her waist length hair flapping in the wind, the chocolate brown strands seeming to be full of life and wonder.

Behind her, Mist walked, the sleepy neko rubbing her eyes as she kept pace with Keily's running. "Keily, you're so energetic in the morning!" she muttered, stretching her arms out wide. "How do you do it?" she asked. Wearing a white long sleeve shirt with loose, flowing sleeves, her upper legs were held by a loose pair of shorts, checked with strawberry red and orange-y orange checkers throughout. "Heheh… yeah, a picnic does sound like fun huh?" she smiled, her long blue hair cascading down her body. "And Kara was trying to sleep in…" She didn't seem to mind it as the earth quaked and churned beneath her for a moment, before it stilled.

"How did you wake mommy up?" Keily had to ask Mist, turning to look at the older neko. A grin across her face, and she brought a hand up to rub her nose. "I didn't see what you did once you snuck into her shirt!" The innocent question brought a very visible blush to Mist's face, and she stammered for several seconds as she tried to figure out how exactly to best word her response.

"Well, dear, um… let's say that when you get to be Kara's age, you uh… kinda develop a couple of, um… weak spots… on your breasts," By the time Mist had finished speaking, her expression rivaled a tomato's in color as she started to wring her hands. "Or… was that when you get breasts that are more or less Kara's size?"

"What do you mean by Mommy's breast size?" Keily asked Mist, slowing down so that she could walk next to her. Walking backwards was a pain! "What are breasts Mist?"

"Um… well, that is…" Mist was growing exceedingly more and more at a loss for words, trying vainly to conquer her embarrassment. "Y-You know, those mounds that Kara has on her chest?" she murmured. Keily had to strain to hear her as Mist pointed at her own breasts. "T-T-These… when a girl gets old enough… these start coming… coming… out…"

Keily stared at Mist curiously, stopping in her walking at the same time the other neko did, leaning her head close so she could stare at Mist's bust line. "Those are breasts? Really? Hayate's always calling those boobs." Mist sighed, rubbing her face as she tried to think of just how exactly to explain the changes that Keily would no doubt be facing herself within the next few years. Neither noticed the shadow that was suddenly cast on them.

They definitely noticed the foot that crashed to the ground in front of them, though. The shockwaves from the step made both Keily and Mist stumble, hands grasping at the heel as they caught themselves. Keily gasped for breath, having let it all out in a shrill squeak. Mist simply sighed, looking at the floor as she clung to the thin coat of pink fur that covered the foot, all the way up to the knee.

"Kara! Can't you be a little careful?" Mist complained. A rush of wind made her close her eyes as both she and Keily soared through the air, the giantess taking another step. "Kara! Take off those headphones of yours so that we can talk!" Mist shouted, louder. She sighed, not being able to make out much beyond the skirt's edge and a big brown basket, carried by a girl that made the Empire State Building look small. At least, that's what Hayate always said, and since she hadn't seen the Empire State Building, she was going to take Hayate at his word for it.

She blushed, her eyes trailing up the neko's legs slowly as she took in the tight, firm thighs, moving far above her head. Her eyes traveled up Kara's legs slowly. Her face flushed, not really able to make out Kara's crotch from this angle. Not that she needed to: she could see the large, luscious mounds of Kara's rump. She could watch Kara walk all day… and then her day dream vanished, the basket of goodies and food being set down on the ground right behind her.
"Pour some sugah on me! Oh, in the name of love, pour some sugah on me!" Kara sang, reaching up to pull off the large white studio headphones that covered her ears. The neko was smiling, looking rather happy as she pulled out a large blanket and some miscellaneous food stuffs. The crouching neko missed the eyes that Mist was giving her…

Mist was biting her lip, staring up at the girl with bright eyes. It never ceased to amaze her how big Kara's bosom was, even taking her size into account. Both of those mounds were like soft, rolling hills, the simple white blouse doing very little to hide their size from her eyes. She couldn't stop herself, inching forward to reach a hand up, gently stroking the bottom of one of those breasts. Soft… warm… like a massive pair of pillows that she could just sleep against…

"Hey Mommy! Mist's going all red and funny looking!" Keily called suddenly, snapping Mist out of her reverie with a gasp.

"W-What!? I-I am not!" Mist whined, feeling extremely self conscious as she pulled her fingers together. "I… I was… uh, just feeling a little warm, is all…" she explained hurriedly, staring into Kara's large silver eye. "Really! I-I wasn't checking you out or anything!" She stammered, not feeling very reassured as Kara chuckled in front of her.

She couldn't help but smile though, watching as Kara's hand lowered towards her, rubbing gently. A purr betrayed her comfort as she leaned into the hand, rubbing her head against it, letting it carry her into the air. She lay down completely, giving the hand little tender nips as she stroked it softly in little circles.

"Heheh, ok, ok Mist, I'll give you a little love in a few minutes, just let me finish setting up everything, ok?" Kara said whispered, lowering her nose to give a little lick against Mist's back with her wet tongue. Mist seemed to be in dreamland, her toes curling as the big, wet muscle pressed against her back.

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"Whoo!!! Hooray!! We're going to picnic!" Keily shouted happily as she seemed to run through the dirt tracks. Wearing a simple brown tunic with a red belt cinched around her waist, and a knee length green skirt, the neko child ran through the sparse oak forest. The young, supple girl didn't seem to mind the resounding thuds that made the very earth quake under her. She just ran, her waist length hair flapping in the wind, the chocolate brown strands seeming to be full of life and wonder.

Behind her, Mist walked, the sleepy neko rubbing her eyes as she kept pace with Keily's running. "Keily, you're so energetic in the morning!" she muttered, stretching her arms out wide. "How do you do it?" she asked. Wearing a white long sleeve shirt with loose, flowing sleeves, her upper legs were held by a loose pair of shorts, checked with strawberry red and orange-y orange checkers throughout. "Heheh… yeah, a picnic does sound like fun huh?" she smiled, her long blue hair cascading down her body. "And Kara was trying to sleep in…" She didn't seem to mind it as the earth quaked and churned beneath her for a moment, before it stilled.

"How did you wake mommy up?" Keily had to ask Mist, turning to look at the older neko. A grin across her face, and she brought a hand up to rub her nose. "I didn't see what you did once you snuck into her shirt!" The innocent question brought a very visible blush to Mist's face, and she stammered for several seconds as she tried to figure out how exactly to best word her response.

"Well, dear, um… let's say that when you get to be Kara's age, you uh… kinda develop a couple of, um… weak spots… on your breasts," By the time Mist had finished speaking, her expression rivaled a tomato's in color as she started to wring her hands. "Or… was that when you get breasts that are more or less Kara's size?"

"What do you mean by Mommy's breast size?" Keily asked Mist, slowing down so that she could walk next to her. Walking backwards was a pain! "What are breasts Mist?"

"Um… well, that is…" Mist was growing exceedingly more and more at a loss for words, trying vainly to conquer her embarrassment. "Y-You know, those mounds that Kara has on her chest?" she murmured. Keily had to strain to hear her as Mist pointed at her own breasts. "T-T-These… when a girl gets old enough… these start coming… coming… out…"

Keily stared at Mist curiously, stopping in her walking at the same time the other neko did, leaning her head close so she could stare at Mist's bust line. "Those are breasts? Really? Hayate's always calling those boobs." Mist sighed, rubbing her face as she tried to think of just how exactly to explain the changes that Keily would no doubt be facing herself within the next few years. Neither noticed the shadow that was suddenly cast on them.

They definitely noticed the foot that crashed to the ground in front of them, though. The shockwaves from the step made both Keily and Mist stumble, hands grasping at the heel as they caught themselves. Keily gasped for breath, having let it all out in a shrill squeak. Mist simply sighed, looking at the floor as she clung to the thin coat of pink fur that covered the foot, all the way up to the knee.

"Kara! Can't you be a little careful?" Mist complained. A rush of wind made her close her eyes as both she and Keily soared through the air, the giantess taking another step. "Kara! Take off those headphones of yours so that we can talk!" Mist shouted, louder. She sighed, not being able to make out much beyond the skirt's edge and a big brown basket, carried by a girl that made the Empire State Building look small. At least, that's what Hayate always said, and since she hadn't seen the Empire State Building, she was going to take Hayate at his word for it.

She blushed, her eyes trailing up the neko's legs slowly as she took in the tight, firm thighs, moving far above her head. Her eyes traveled up Kara's legs slowly. Her face flushed, not really able to make out Kara's crotch from this angle. Not that she needed to: she could see the large, luscious mounds of Kara's rump. She could watch Kara walk all day… and then her day dream vanished, the basket of goodies and food being set down on the ground right behind her.
"Pour some sugah on me! Oh, in the name of love, pour some sugah on me!" Kara sang, reaching up to pull off the large white studio headphones that covered her ears. The neko was smiling, looking rather happy as she pulled out a large blanket and some miscellaneous food stuffs. The crouching neko missed the eyes that Mist was giving her…

Mist was biting her lip, staring up at the girl with bright eyes. It never ceased to amaze her how big Kara's bosom was, even taking her size into account. Both of those mounds were like soft, rolling hills, the simple white blouse doing very little to hide their size from her eyes. She couldn't stop herself, inching forward to reach a hand up, gently stroking the bottom of one of those breasts. Soft… warm… like a massive pair of pillows that she could just sleep against…

"Hey Mommy! Mist's going all red and funny looking!" Keily called suddenly, snapping Mist out of her reverie with a gasp.

"W-What!? I-I am not!" Mist whined, feeling extremely self conscious as she pulled her fingers together. "I… I was… uh, just feeling a little warm, is all…" she explained hurriedly, staring into Kara's large silver eye. "Really! I-I wasn't checking you out or anything!" She stammered, not feeling very reassured as Kara chuckled in front of her.

She couldn't help but smile though, watching as Kara's hand lowered towards her, rubbing gently. A purr betrayed her comfort as she leaned into the hand, rubbing her head against it, letting it carry her into the air. She lay down completely, giving the hand little tender nips as she stroked it softly in little circles.

"Heheh, ok, ok Mist, I'll give you a little love in a few minutes, just let me finish setting up everything, ok?" Kara said whispered, lowering her nose to give a little lick against Mist's back with her wet tongue. Mist seemed to be in dreamland, her toes curling as the big, wet muscle pressed against her back.