In the upcoming days,

Mother spends most of her time with me.

‒‒‒Even more than usual.

Sometimes, I notice my Father watching us from a distance.

But he never comes close.

...

"Has Father always been so distant, or is it just me?" I ask my mother, trying to make sense of his recent behavior.

Mother turns to me, her eyes reflecting a mix of concern and understanding.

She reaches out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind my ear.

"He's not distant because he wants to be, Kyouko. He has a lot weighing on his mind." Kitsuna explains.

"But he hardly speaks to me or shows affection like you do. He just keeps his distance and watches us."

"I understand it might be difficult to grasp, but he's doing it to protect us, Kyouko. It's his way of keeping us safe," Kitsuna says, her eyes conveying empathy.

"But I'm frightened, Mother. I don't want to lose you or Father. I can't bear the thought of being abandoned again."

"Oh, my dear Kyouko. That won't happen. I assure you, we'll always be here for you, no matter what!"

Kitsuna pulls me into a tight hug.

"We love you, Kyouko. And we'll always protect you."

Kitsuna's enormous breasts press softly against my small form, her scent surrounding me with a warm, comforting presence.

...

I can't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

While I adore their softness, her breasts are so large and heavy that they somewhat overwhelm me.

"It's hard to believe that just a few days ago, you were struggling to speak. You've grown so much, Kyouko! You're truly amazing!"

Kitsuna's voice is filled with pride and admiration, her eyes shining with love and affection.

Though her breasts press even harder against me as she hugs me.

I can't help but feel a little squished.

In fact...!

"*Gasp* Your breasts..."

"Yes, Kyouko? What about them?"

"They're... squeezing me...!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Kyouko! I didn't mean to squeeze you so tightly," Kitsuna exclaims, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she pulls away from me.

"...Mother's breasts are scary. They're so big and soft and...squeezing me! I can't breathe!"

I can't help but giggle at her exaggerated horrified expression.

"Kyouko, you're so silly! My breasts aren't that scary." Kitsuna laughs, her eyes crinkling with amusement.

"But they are! I've never seen such large breasts before!"

"I'm glad you find them impressive," Kitsuna says, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

"How do you move so naturally with them? I'd be constantly aware of them if I had such large ones!"

Kitsuna's breasts bounce slightly as she laughs, making me stare even more.

"It's all about confidence, Kyouko. You have to embrace your body and love yourself, regardless of what others think," Kitsuna says gently.

"...Will I also have breasts like yours?"

"Well, Kyouko, you're part Kitsune like me, so there's a chance you might inherit some of my features."

"Furthermore, Kitsune's breasts tend to be on the larger side compared to normal humans, especially the younger generations. It's a part of our nature, Kyouko, and we should embrace it."

"So, in other words,"

"...I might also have large breasts like yours?"

"It's a possibility, Kyouko. But it's nothing to be ashamed of."

I'm... Honestly, a bit worried.

I don't think I could handle breasts like yours...

Kitsuna giggles at my reaction and gently pats me on the head.

"Now, now, Kyouko. It's not something to worry about just yet. You're still so young."

"Besides, they're not all that bad. They can be a tool for seduction or a way to comfort and soothe, and even for feeding babies like Kyouko."

I blush and look down, suddenly feeling shy.

Her breasts do comfort me... I can't deny that.

And I loved drinking her milk when I was a baby.

"I... I... I loved drinking your milk..." I confess shyly.

Kitsuna smiles warmly at me, her eyes shining with happiness.

"That's so sweet of you!"

I lean forward and rest my head on her chest, feeling the softness of her breasts against my face.

"Mother..."

She hugs me tightly, her scent enveloping me in warmth and love.

"What is it, Kyouko?"

"Maybe I should try talking to Father more. He might just need someone to listen to him, like you do with me," I suggest, determination in my voice.

"That's a wonderful idea, Kyouko! I know your father will appreciate your efforts," Kitsuna replies, pride shining in her eyes.

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