Chapter 7: Bathtime
The bathroom of the royal chambers was a sanctuary of steam and luxury, the air thick with the scent of lavender and rosewater. The large showerhead cascaded warm water in a relentless, soothing rhythm, turning the marble tiles slick beneath their feet. Bubbles clung to the edges of the massive bathtub, frothing like the sea, while the golden faucets gleamed under the soft, flickering candlelight. The sisters had spent the better part of an hour washing each other, their hands gliding over each other’s bodies with slow, deliberate strokes.
The steam from the hot water had fogged up the mirrors, turning the bathroom into a hazy, sensual cocoon. Anna’s massive, lactating tits bobbed in the water, her nipples already hard and leaking milk into the bubbly surface. Elsa’s long, thick cock stood at attention, the head glistening with precum as she watched her little sister with hungry eyes.
“Fuck, Anna,” Elsa growled, her voice thick with lust. “You’re so goddamn perfect.” She reached out, cupping one of Anna’s enormous tits, her fingers sinking into the soft, yielding flesh.
The weight of it was staggering, the sheer mass of her sister’s breasts making her feel small in comparison. “You’re so fucking heavy,” Elsa murmured, her thumb brushing over the swollen nipple, eliciting a soft moo from Anna. “I could spend all day playing with these.”
Elsa’s fingers traced the blue veins around Anna’s nipple, watching as a fresh stream of milk arched into the water. The princess’s tits were truly a marvel—three times bigger than her head, dominating her body with the sheer size of their mass. The cow princess weighed twice as much as her sister, with half her body mass being her colossal, lactating tits. They floated like buoyant islands in the bathwater, their weight pulling Anna’s shoulders down, her spine arching to accommodate their impossible girth.
Anna moaned as Elsa’s thumb circled her nipple, her own cock twitching beneath the surface. “Y-yes, sister,” she gasped, her voice thick with pleasure. “They’re all yours. Milk them, fuck them, do whatever you want.” Her pigtails swayed as she leaned back, her massive udders bobbing with the movement, the water sloshing over the edges of the tub.
The cowbell around her neck clanked softly with each shift of her body, a constant reminder of her role as the royal dairy cow. Anna’s eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting in a soft moan as Elsa’s fingers continued to tease her nipples, milking her with slow, deliberate strokes. The sensation was overwhelming, the pleasure coursing through her body like an electric current. She could feel her own cock twitching beneath the water, the heat of her arousal building with each touch.
Elsa smiled, her icy blue eyes gleaming with mischief. "As much as I love your milk, I want a different kind now," she purred, licking her lips in anticipation. "Stand up for me, little sister."
Anna’s breath hitched at the command, her body responding instantly to her sister’s dominant tone. She pushed herself up from the water, the weight of her massive tits making the movement slow and deliberate.
The water cascaded down her curves, tracing the deep valleys between her swollen udders before pooling at her feet. Her cowbell clanked softly with each shift of her body, the sound echoing through the steam-filled bathroom. Anna’s breath came in short, eager gasps as she stood before her sister, her enormous tits swaying with the effort of remaining upright. The sheer size of them made her sway slightly, her body struggling to support their impossible weight.
Elsa’s eyes darkened with hunger as she took in the sight of her sister’s dripping body. The water glistened on Anna’s skin, highlighting every curve, every dip, every inch of her flushed, needy flesh. Her cock stood at attention, the base hidden in her thick red bush, the shaft glistening with precum. Her big, hairy balls swayed with the movement, water dripping from them in slow, heavy drops.
Elsa’s breath hitched at the sight—those testicles, heavy and full, were exactly the target of her hunger. She rose from the water too, her own tits, while still enormous for human standards, were unable to even compare to Anna’s gigantic freckled globes of flesh. The queen’s cock stood thick and proud, the veins along its length pulsing with anticipation. The bathroom was thick with steam, the air heavy with the scent of rosewater and arousal. The sisters stood facing each other, water cascading down their bodies, their skin slick and glistening under the candlelight.
Elsa’s fingers twitched at her sides, her nails digging into her palms as she fought the urge to reach out and claim what she wanted. Her sister’s cock was a thing of beauty—thick and veiny, the head already glistening with precum. The sight of it made her mouth water, her own cock twitching in response.
Slowly, cheekily, the queen flexed a dainty finger at her sister, beckoning her closer. "Come here, my sweet cow sister," she purred, her voice dripping with honeyed command. "I want to suck your balls."
Anna’s breath hitched, her massive tits swaying as she took a hesitant step forward, the cowbell around her neck clanking softly. The water still dripped from her body, tracing the deep valleys between her swollen udders, her cock standing thick and proud between her thighs. The sheer weight of her tits made her sway slightly, her body struggling to support their impossible girth, but the hunger in Elsa’s eyes gave her strength.
Elsa’s gaze never left Anna’s cock, her tongue flicking out to wet her lips. "Closer," she commanded, her voice a low growl.
Elsa lowered herself to the wet marble floor, her knees sinking into the puddles of water that had collected from their bath. The cold tiles sent a shiver through her, but the heat of Anna’s cock more than made up for it. She was eye-level with her sister’s thick, veiny shaft now, the head glistening with precum, a thin line of it already dripping down the underside. The sight made her mouth water, her lips parting instinctively as she leaned in, her breath hot against the sensitive skin.
"Slap my face with it, sister."
Elsa's voice was a low, hungry growl, her icy blue eyes locked onto Anna's cock as she wobbled forward, careful not to slip on the wet marble. The cowbell around Anna's neck clanked softly with each hesitant step, the sound echoing through the steam-filled bathroom. Her massive tits swayed with the movement, their weight pulling her forward until she found herself face-to-cock with her queen, the heat of Elsa's breath ghosting over her sensitive skin.
Anna's fingers wrapped around the base of her cock, the thick shaft pulsing in her grip. She swung it forward, the meaty slab of flesh slapping loudly against Elsa's forehead with a wet *thwack*, water and precum raining down onto her sister's face. The queen let out a dark chuckle, her tongue darting out to catch a drop of Anna's precum as it slid down her cheek.
"Boop," Anna giggled, her massive tits swaying with the motion as she swung her cock again, this time the fat head smacking Elsa's nose with a wet *thwack*. The memory of their last encounter flashed through her mind—the way their roles had been reversed, the way Elsa had taken her so roughly against the stable wall, her thick cock splitting Anna open while she milked her sister's tits dry. The thought made her cock twitch in her grip, a fresh bead of precum glistening at the tip.
Anna watched as Elsa disappeared behind her tits, the swell of her udders hiding her sister from her sight. The touch of Elsa's kiss on her balls made her gasp, the sensation sending electric shocks through her body. The queen's lips were soft and warm, her tongue flicking out to tease the sensitive skin, sending shivers down Anna's spine. The cow princess moaned, her massive tits swaying with the movement, her cowbell clanking softly.
Elsa's hands wrapped around Anna's thick thighs, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she pulled her sister closer. The queen's tongue traced a slow, deliberate path up the length of Anna's cock, her breath hot against the sensitive skin. Anna's breath hitched, her massive tits heaving with each ragged inhale, her nipples leaking milk into the steamy air. The sensation was overwhelming, the pleasure coursing through her body like a wildfire.
Anna's fingers tangled in Elsa's long, white braids, pulling her sister's face deeper into her crotch. "Fuck, yes, Elsa!" she moaned, her voice thick with lust. "Suck them! Suck my balls!" The queen's tongue swirled around her balls, teasing and tasting, her lips sealing around the heavy orbs with a wet, slurping sound. Anna shuddered as she ground her hips forward, humping her sister's face with desperate abandon. Elsa's icy blue eyes flicked up, trying to meet hers and failing, her lips stretched wide around Anna's scrotum, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked with relentless hunger.
Anna's cock bounced and slapped against her face with each bob of her head, hitting her nose, her forehead, leaving her sticky with precum. Still, she sucked greedily on her sister's balls, her tongue swirling around the heavy, hairy orbs with filthy devotion.
"Fuck, Elsa!" Anna gasped, her massive tits swaying violently as she thrust forward, her cock slapping wetly against her sister's cheek. "You're such a fucking slut for my balls!"
Elsa moaned around her mouthful, the vibration sending shivers through Anna's body. The queen's hands gripped her sister's thick thighs, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she pulled Anna deeper into her mouth. The cow princess's cock twitched, precum dripping onto Elsa's forehead, mixing with the water still cascading down from her hair.
The combination of the hot water relaxing her skin, plus her sister's relentless sucking on her balls, combined for a truly unique happening—a thrust more forceful, a suck more powerful, a wront turn of her head, and suddenly Elsa found herself with Anna's balls stuck in her throat, bulging her neck and choking her.
Elsa's eyes widened in shock, her throat working desperately to swallow the impossible girth. Anna's heavy balls were lodged deep, the thick, hairy orbs stretching her throat obscenely, her neck distended like a goose's as she struggled to breathe. *"I'm stuck! I can't pull out! My fucking gag reflex makes me swallow them deeper!"*
Anna, unable to see what was happening behind the swell of her giant mammaries, moaned loudly as her sister choked on her balls, each gag and cough lodging Anna's balls more firmly inside her throat.
"Oh fuck, Elsa, you're taking them so deep!" she gasped, her hips bucking forward involuntarily, driving her scrotum even deeper into her sister's constricting throat. The cowbell around her neck jingled wildly as she swayed, her massive tits slapping together with each violent thrust. "I can feel your throat milking me! You're gonna make me cum if you keep this up!"
Elsa's entire body convulsed. Her back arched violently, her fingers clawing at the wet marble floor as her face turned a grotesque shade of purple. Thick ropes of drool and snot dripped from her nose and lips, mixing with the tears streaming down her cheeks. Her lips, once plump and pink, were now a sickly blue, her tongue lolling uselessly as she gagged around Anna's scrotum. The queen's body jerked like a marionette with cut strings, her legs kicking helplessly as she struggled to breathe.
Dying, Elsa was dying, choking to death with her sister's balls stuck in her throat, a death fitting of the slut she was. Her fingers clawed at the wet marble, nails scraping uselessly as her vision swam with black spots. The mass of Anna's scrotum was too much—her throat stretched obscenely, the thick, hairy orbs lodged so deep she could feel them vibrating against her vocal cords with each desperate half-gasp, half-gag.
Even as she choked on Anna's balls, her own cock throbbed with obscene need, the adrenaline turning it into a slick, throbbing pillar of flesh. With one hand still locked around Anna's thigh, the queen's other hand shot down to her own cock, fingers wrapping around the thick shaft with desperate urgency. She jerked herself off with violent strokes, her body hanging by the meaty, hairy wedge lodged in her throat, her hips bucking up to meet her own fist.
Anna was still blissfully unaware that her sister was choking to death on her balls, the lactating princess squeezing her enormous boobs and launching long arches of milk across the room as Elsa gagged and choked.
The once prim and royal queen was now little more than a masturbating corpse, her face a purple mess of tears, snot, drool, and precum, her eyes rolled back inside her head. The mass of her sister’s balls completely closed her airpipes, her body jerking violently as she choked on the girth of her little sister's balls.
Elsa’s throat tightened around Anna’s scrotum like a vice, her body convulsing as she came with the strongest orgasm of her ending life. The queen’s hips bucked wildly, her own cock erupting in thick, sticky ropes of cum that splattered across the wet marble floor, mixing with the water and milk that already pooled there.
Her fingers clawed at the slick tiles, nails scraping uselessly as her vision swam with black spots, the edges of her world narrowing to a single, suffocating point of pressure—Anna’s heavy balls lodged deep in her throat, her dainty neck bulging obscenely.
*"I'm dying. I'm dying of Anna's balls!"* The thought pulsed through Elsa’s fading consciousness like a final, desperate prayer, her throat convulsing around the hairy ballsack as her sister’s cock twitched violently, unleashing a hot, thick flood of cum that coated her face, her lips, her nose, her eyes. The warmth of it was the last sensation she registered before the darkness swallowed her whole, the weight of Anna’s scrotum still pressing against her vocal cords, her body jerking once, twice, before going limp.
Anna’s eyes flew open, her massive tits heaving as she finally realized what had happened.
The cow princess let out a horrified gasp, her fingers still tangled in Elsa’s braids as she stared down at her sister’s limp body. The queen’s face was a grotesque shade of purple, her lips blue, her tongue lolling uselessly from her mouth. The thick, hairy orbs of Anna’s scrotum were still lodged deep in her throat, the bulge visible on her neck
"Elsa?!" Anna screamed, her voice cracking with panic. She yanked her hips back, but her sister’s throat was clamped around her balls like a vice, refusing to let go.
Anna’s cock twitched violently, still pulsing with the aftershocks of her orgasm, but now all she could focus on was the horrifying realization that she had just killed her own sister. The queen’s body lay limp on the wet marble, her legs splayed, her massive tits still heaving with the last of her breath. The cowbell around Anna’s neck clanked wildly as she stumbled back, her massive tits swaying with the motion, milk spraying in frantic arcs across the bathroom.
"Elsa! Oh fuck, no, no, no!" Anna screamed, her voice cracking as she dropped to her knees beside her sister.
Her fingers dug into Elsa’s braids, yanking hard as she tried to wrench her sister’s head back, desperate to dislodge the thick, hairy orbs still lodged in her throat. Tears streamed down Anna’s face, mixing with the water and milk that still dripped from her massive, heaving tits. Her cock, still slick with precum and cum, twitched uselessly between her thighs, forgotten in the horror of the moment. The weight of her sister’s body was dead weight now, limp and unresponsive, her neck still grotesquely distended around the thick wedge of Anna’s scrotum.
The cow princess wailed in terror, her massive tits heaving as she watched the lifeless body of her sister being jerked by each violent tug on her head. "Please Elsa, don't die with my balls in your mouth!" she screamed, her voice cracking with panic. Stuck, Elsa was stuck on her balls.
The realization hit Anna like a physical blow as she stared down at her sister’s lifeless body, the grotesque bulge of her scrotum still lodged in the queen’s throat. The water had turned cold now, the bubbles long since dissipated, leaving only the slick, wet marble and the growing puddle of cum and milk that pooled beneath them.
Would she have to live like this? With the decaying body of her sister hanging from her balls? The thought sent a fresh wave of panic through Anna’s body, her massive tits heaving with each ragged breath. She yanked harder on Elsa’s braids, her fingers tangled in the wet strands as she tried to dislodge the thick, hairy orbs still lodged in her sister’s throat.
In her desperate fight for life, Elsa had managed to completely swallow her sister’s heavy balls. If the fleshy eggs weren’t attached to the princess, the queen would probably have them in her stomach by now. But since the hairy sack was very much attached, she was unable to clear her airpipes—each gag only tugging down on Anna’s scrotum, pulling the princess closer with every choked, desperate breath.
The cow princess’s massive tits heaved with each sob, her cowbell clanking wildly as she tugged at her sister’s limp body, trying to free herself from the grotesque embrace.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Anna screamed, her voice cracking as she yanked harder, her fingers digging into Elsa’s braids. With a sharp, rotating tug, the thick, hairy mass of her scrotum finally popped free from her sister’s throat, leaving behind a grotesque trail of drool and throat slime. The sudden release sent Anna stumbling backward, her massive tits swaying violently as she gasped for air, her cock still twitching between her thighs.
Elsa’s body collapsed onto the wet marble, her face a sickly shade of blue, her lips still stretched obscenely around the ghost of Anna’s scrotum. The cow princess stared in horror at the lifeless form of her sister, her massive tits heaving with each ragged breath. The cowbell around her neck clanked softly with each shuddering sob, the sound echoing through the steam-filled bathroom.
Anna stared in horrified disbelief as Elsa’s lifeless body twitched once, twice, before a torrent of cum erupted from her cock, spraying across her blue face, her enormous tits, her flat belly in a one person bukkake.
The sight was both grotesque and obscene—thick, ropy strands of cum arcing through the air, painting Elsa’s corpse with a sickening, degrading display. The queen’s cock jerked and spasmed, unloading wave after wave of cum, each pulse sending fresh ropes of the thick, sticky fluid splattering across her sister’s lifeless form.
The sight of it made Anna gag, her stomach roiling as she watched the obscene spectacle unfold.
The smell of cum filled the air, the scent cloying and thick as it clung to the steam-filled bathroom. She couldn't look away, her eyes locked onto the grotesque sight as Elsa's body continued to convulse, her cock jerking and twitching with each final, violent pulse.
Anna watched, enraptured, on her knees, her tits so huge they squashed against the marble floor even in her kneeling position, her thumb-sized nipples biting the cold, wet stone.
Finally, as the last rope of cum left Elsa's body, the queen shook, her back arching as she fought to breathe through a ruined throat. Anna remembered all the times she'd spent here with Elsa, in this very bathroom, the times they'd laughed and played, and the times they'd fucked each other. Now, this—this horrifying display of her sister's final orgasm, of her death—would be the last memory she'd have of it.
Tears streamed down Anna's face, mingling with the water and cum that covered her body. "No, Elsa!" she screamed, her voice cracking with anguish and horror. "No, no, no! Please, don't do this!" She reached out, her hands trembling as she tried to grab her sister's shoulders, to shake her back to life.
The queen's huge tits shook as her breath rattled through her raw throat, her trembling hands reaching for her own neck, fingers scrabbling at the swollen flesh. Her lips were still blue, her face reddened by the effort to force more precious air into her lungs, the veins in her temples pulsing wildly.
Anna's eyes widened in disbelief as she watched her sister's chest rise and fall, the huge mounds of her tits heaving with each desperate gasp. She leaned closer, her breath hitched as she saw the faint, faint flicker of life in Elsa's icy blue eyes. The queen's eyelids fluttered, her body convulsing as she fought to draw breath through her crushed throat.
Between shuddering gasps, Elsa coughed violently, her entire body shaking as she hacked up thick, globs of drool and throat slime mixed with Anna’s curly, red pubic hair.
The sight made Anna's stomach lurch, but she couldn’t look away from her sister’s desperate struggle.
"Elsa!" Anna cried out, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. She leaned in, her massive tits swaying, and scooped the ropes of drool and hair from her sister’s lips. "Breathe, Elsa, please breathe!"
Elsa’s eyes fluttered open, meeting Anna's gaze with a look of sheer terror and pain. She gagged and coughed again, her body wracked with convulsions as she fought to clear her throat.
Anna watched, her heart pounding in her chest as her sister finally managed to cough the last of the hair and drool, her throat clearing with a final, wet, hacking sound.
"Fuck," Elsa rasped, her voice rough and raw, barely more than a whisper. "Fuck, that was... close."
Anna let out a shuddering sob, her massive tits shaking with the force of her relief. "I thought I'd... I thought I'd killed you," she choked out, her fingers still clutching her sister's shoulders.
"You almost did," Elsa rasped, trying to clean her mouth, her lips slowly gaining color, her skin still flushed. "Killed me with those big balls of yours." She let out a shuddering breath, her eyes flickering closed for a moment before opening again. "That was the strongest orgasm of my life, but… let's not try that again."
Anna let out a watery laugh, her own chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. "No, I don't think that'd be a good idea," she agreed, her voice still thick with emotion. She reached out, her fingers gently tracing the edge of Elsa's jaw, careful not to touch her abused throat. "Are you sure you're okay?" she asked, her eyes searching her sister's face.
Elsa nodded, her icy blue eyes meeting Anna's gaze.
Her throat still felt raw, the memory of her sister's heavy balls lodged deep inside her burned in her mind. She reached up, her fingers tracing the faint bruises on her neck, a reminder of her close brush with death. "I'm okay, Anna."
Anna leaned in, her massive tits swaying, and captured her sister's lips in a fierce, hungry kiss.
"Don't you dare die before getting me pregnant," she growled possessively, her fingers tangling in Elsa's white braids. She broke away from the kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her eyes burning with a primal, desperate need. "Once you pump your replacement inside my ass, then you can choke to death on my balls." Anna's voice was a low, husky growl, her eyes locked onto Elsa's icy blue orbs. The cow princess's massive tits heaved with each ragged breath, her cowbell clanking softly as she swayed.
Elsa's lips curled into a wicked smile, her tongue darting out to wet her lower lip. "You want me to breed you, little sister?" she purred, her voice thick with lust. She reached down, her fingers wrapping around the base of her own cock, stroking the thick, veiny shaft with deliberate slowness.