Texas Star and Delta City are
the creations of Mr. X’s. Mr. Klimstit,
and the Klimstit Corporation are my own creations, and inspired by Mr. X’s
works. Jamie is a character from a
roleplay group, and used with the permission of the person who plays her.
If Bondage, Forced Lactation,
and other sexual behavior are offensive to you, do not read any further.
Any feedback may be sent to
mrklimstit@lycos.com
Pure Model of Perfect
Findings
Delta City is a city unlike any other. Like many big cities, it becomes the focal
point of many special events. Convention
centers play home for all sorts of events to bring revenue to the city. Sci-fi conventions bring in the geek crowd,
sports shows bring in the jock crowd.
These, however, pale in comparison to the event that brings in the chic
crowd, the fashion show. Press agents,
reporters, photographers and all those who know how to operate a camera flock
to a fashion show. Celebrities of all
sorts also flock to a fashion show, to see the new fashions. What is not publicized is the number of
stalkers and perverts that come to a fashion show, especially when the fashion
show features the latest in swimwear.
The fashion show happening today was one of those
events. Many of the top models in the
business were attending, and getting ready.
Included in the throngs of those getting ready were make-up artists,
designers, and agents. The big name
models, like Barbara Cummings, were already in there suits ready to walk down
the runway. The less experienced,
however, were nervous.
One of those models, a buxom brunette from Texas named
Melonie, was especially nervous. She had
heard tale about how some crazed individuals attacked past fashion shows. These ranged from demented freaks that tried
to impregnate the models, to nutcases determined to turn models into porn stars. The scariest thing she had heard happened
made her shudder the most. She was
thankful, though, that one of the security personnel was a legend in law
enforcement, Texas Star, and had become her friend. She looked at the blonde heroine, and asked,
"Is everything alright?"
It comforted her to hear the heroine's Texan drawl. "It sure is, sugah. I've patrolled the place multiple times, and
there is no sign of any of Delta City's criminal element. The only hiccup is that they need a new
master of ceremonies." She noticed
the heroine looked around the models, as if she was trying to figure out who it
would be, or if someone unknown would be doing it.
Melonie then let the words hit her. "You mean Danni O'Knight isn't doing
it. What happened?" She had been a fan of the young starlet, and
was excited about meeting her. She had
heard the starlet had natural beauty, like herself.
She heard mean laughter coming from one of the other
models. The model, named Lana, looked at
her, and smirked. "You didn't
hear. That little bitch walked out of a
gym with her saggy tits hanging out. She
was even playing with them, thinking nothing was wrong with that. Everyone is trying to distance themselves
from her. If I were you, I'd stop
admiring her."
Texas Star could see that the friend she had made was a
bit crestfallen. She put her hand on the
model's shoulder, and said "Ya know, sugah, I don't think that was typical
for her. Something tells me that
something odd happened to her. Ah don't
know what, but I'm sure someone is looking into it. Delta City has a bunch of heroines in
it." She could tell the model felt
better about it, and that made her feel
better as she went off on patrol.
She had done it a few times already, but part of her
duties for the fashion show was to patrol the area. She had caught a few people trying to sneak
in, usually paparazzi and stalkers.
There was always someone who tried to snatch a piece of lingerie worn by
one of the models. However, news of what
happened to the starlet had her wondering if something similar was afoot. She was not unfamiliar with the kind of
things that perverted fiends would do, and she also knew she was an
Aphrodite. Perverted fiends seemed to be
drawn to any woman who was an Aphrodite.
She did not know if Danni O'Knight was one, but if she was it would
dispel rumors that the girl had a boob job.
Aphrodites were naturally well endowed.
It would also take certain things to cause what the other model had said
happened.
Texas Star was lost on that thought as she walked by a
maintenance room. The door was slightly
ajar, and someone lost in a thought was likely to miss that, which was what the
two people in the room needed. Those two
women, both dressed as typical maintenance workers, were busy working on the
air conditioner. They had discretely
replaced a small part with a special replacement. In that replacement was a special container
that contained a very special item made by Mr. Klimstit. They had brought it because they were members
of his Inner Circle. The brunette, who
was looking at the plans on where the part would go, was Sasha. The one who was actually putting the part in
was Yumi, and she used her ninja training to put it in without a ladder. In fact, she had it secured when she said,
"Mission accomplished. So what will
this do, Sasha?"
Sasha watched Yumi as the Asian made her way down to the
floor. She admired the skill the buxom
Asian had. It made it hard for her to
believe that she had been a failure as a super heroine. Once the Asian was on the floor, Sasha
answered the question. "Mr.
Klimstit has been working on a special item for those women stupid enough to
get implants. Given the vanity of most
of these models, a majority of them will have implants. In the past, we started with injections, then
a spray that will coat the bras.
Unfortunately, the 'product' had a short lifespan in the system. Now, it will last longer in the system, as
well as have a limited lifespan as an airborne."
Yumi nodded in understand. If she had still been Azure Angel, she would
have been sworn to stop this, but as a member of Mr. Klimstit's Inner Circle,
the quest to make sure every woman's breasts were natural was top
priority. She knew not all women could be
Aphrodite's, but to violate their bodies with implants was a crime against
their natural beauty. She then glanced
at the door, and said, "We should be out of here before the show
starts. You need to be in the audience
representing the company. A shame Mr.
Klimstit could not be here."
Her colleague nodded, and followed her over to the
door. "Indeed, but he noticed
something out of place at the gym. He
had to keep an eye on that matter, and since I'm PR, I had to come here
instead. Now, is the coast clear so we
can leave?"
Yumi looked out the door, and noticed that the one
heroine that had been patrolling was nowhere nearby. What she did notice was a very odd woman
watching the door. The woman looked like
one of the models, but she didn't seemed to be dressed like one. It looked like part of her outfit had the
logo of one of the chain restaurants on it.
She whispered to Sasha, "The heroine we saw earlier is not about,
but there is a strange woman watching the door."
Sasha moved so she could look out the door, and
nodded. She recognized the woman, but
from her time at one of the other branches of the company, long before the
headquarters moved to Delta City.
"This is something I'll have to tell the boss about. We'll split up. I'll leave first, and when she follows me,
you leave." She looked at Yumi, and
noticed she was nodding. The plan was
that once everything went down, Sapphire Seraphim was to come in to help the
heroine on duty.
At that moment, Sasha left the room. With the outfit on, she looked like any other
maintenance worker. However, as she
crossed the threshold of the room, she undid a few buttons. This made the outfit look suspicious, as well
as expose the generous amount of cleavage of the outfit underneath. She then moved like an expert through the
backstage area. She chanced a glance
back, and saw the mysterious woman follow her.
As the woman followed Sasha, Yumi expertly left the room,
and maneuvered to the spot where she could strip out of her disguise, and into
her Sapphire Seraphim costume. She
actually liked it better than her old Azure Angel costume, mainly because it
highlighted her ample breasts more. As
she changed, she saw the woman try to pursue Sasha through the crowd. She saw Sasha duck into one door, and the
woman just went past it, looking flustered.
As the woman doubled back, she saw Sasha come out of another door, in
her dress.
Yumi then watched from her vantage point as the new woman
started heading back to the maintenance room.
It didn't bother her that the woman was doing that. There was no way the woman could see what was
wrong, even if she could reach it. She
also noticed the hat that most associated with Texas, as well as a better view
of her shirt. While she still couldn't
tell the restaurant chain on the shirt, she could see a bird on it. She knew later she would ask Sasha about her,
since Sasha seemed to recognize her.
She then turned her attention to the fashion show, which
was just starting. The new announcer
started going through the new fashions, but a scream stopped that. She glanced down from her spot, and saw that
some of the models were already being affected.
It was obvious that most of them had gotten implants. The special virus that was now being
circulated through the air in the room attacked all sorts of breast
implants. It was also fast acting, and
she watched several models in swimsuits scream in horror, almost frozen in
place as their breasts started to sag, and even flow out of the bikini tops.
As the disaster happened, Texas Star started to move, not
sure what was happening. She glanced
over at the model, Melanie, and saw the woman was frozen in terror, looking
down at her breasts. She was obviously
fearful that her breasts would turn into sagging sacks like the others. Nothing seemed to happen, yet other models,
like the ones who had jeered at Melanie before, were having the same thing
happen to them.
Texas Star then glanced out at the audience, and noticed
that some of the women in the audience had the same thing happening to
them. For a moment, Texas Star felt
fearful that her breasts would start to change to, but she felt nothing
happening. That confirmed two things in
her mind. The first was what ever was
happening, it happened only to women who must have had breast implants, since
her massive mammaries were all natural.
The second was that what ever was happening, it was airborne.
She raced through the backstage area, and stopped at a
door she had passed earlier. While it
had been closed before, she saw it was open now. She also saw a woman who was obviously out of
place. The woman wasn't a model, and it
was obvious that she wasn't a backstage worker.
Texas Star pulled out one her guns, and pointed it at the woman. "Ah don't know who you are, but you're
not getting away with this."
The reaction Texas Star got was not the one she
expected. She had expected this strange
woman to turn around and give up at the sight of her guns. What did happen was the woman kicked the gun
out of her hand, and then pushed her into the wall. She had not expected the strength that this
woman shown, and finally got a good look at her. Under a white shirt, she could see the shirt
belonging to the restaurant chain, Hooters.
It had not made its way into Delta City yet, but this woman had either
worked there, or stole the shirt. She
also notice the woman had on the matching orange hot pants, which added to the
idea of her working there. The face,
which had been obscured by a convenient Stetson hat, was now seen, but before
she could concentrate on it, the woman said "I was just about to say that
to you."
Texas Star wasn't one to be pushed around, but she had
learned several defense methods. Her
reaction to the statement was to break out of the hold, and turn it around on
her attacker. In moments, she had the new
woman's arm behind her, and was holding the woman in a way that kept the
mystery woman on her toes. "Hunny,
I know how to fight, and been in a few catfights myself. You are not going to get the jump
on..." She trailed off when she
realized they had started to float. For
a moment, she thought she was going to lose her hold, but noticed the woman she
was holding seemed surprised as well.
At that moment, both women found out what was happening,
as Sapphire Seraphim, who had managed to grab hold of the fabric of each one's
costume, said, "How about you stop fighting and tell me what happened,
before I decide you were both part of what ever is happening here." Sapphire Seraphim knew for a fact that neither
woman was responsible, but the main plan was to lure Texas Star, the known
heroine that was at the fashion show, to pursue the one she would perceive was
behind what happened.
It was Texas Star, the one in an outfit that closer
resembled a bikini, who spoke first, in her distinct Southern drawl. "Ah'm Texas Star. I was with this fashion show just in case
some fiend tried something like this. I
had entered the room and found this woman, and figured she was the one behind
it." It was at this point Sapphire
started to lower them all to the floor.
She did not want either of these ladies to have a costume malfunction,
at least not yet.
It was the mysterious woman who spoke now. Her costume appeared to be more regular
clothing, but mixed in was the outfit of a Hooters waitress. The woman then removed her Stetson hat, and
Sapphire did recognize her. It was one
of the files she had to memorize when she became part of the Inner Circle. In fact, she knew the woman's name before the
woman spoke. "My name is
Jamie. I was part of a super heroine
group that had consisted of a few waitresses at one Hooters. We had called ourselves the
Hootersgirls."
Jamie was stunned when she heard Texas Star gasp. She was surprised that this bikini clad
heroine had heard of them. She became
impressed when the heroine said, "Your lot had been bold, not covering up
your identities. However, just as your
group were getting big, you all disappeared.
What happened?"
Jamie lowered her head for a moment, remembering the
details she had gathered from her parting.
It was not a proud point for her, but she had to tell the truth. "It is a long story. One day, we had received a gift of some
chocolates from one company. That day I
had stopped by and had one before going horseback riding. It turned out the chocolates had been drugged,
and on top of that, one of our foes had tried to take me out by using a booby
trapped saddle. I narrowly avoided that
trap, but before I could go back and join the others, who were looking into the
place that sent the chocolates, another foe started pursuing me."
Jamie paused for a moment, and then continued. "This foe had a fixation on claiming
ownership of women, by marking them, and hunting them down. He had seen me driving from where I had gone
horseback riding, and jumped into my vehicle.
Before I could fight him off, he had marked me." She pointed to a spot on her chest, just
below her ample breasts. "He
pursued me for days, which caused me to leave the area we called home. By the time I finally defeated him, and got
back, the Hootersgirls were no more. One
of our group had fallen victim to the foe who used the booby trapped saddle on
me. The rest turned to the one person
they thought could help, and willingly started working for the fiend."
Texas Star was shocked by the tale, but she wanted to
know who the fiend was. She looked at
Jamie, and quietly asked the question.
"Who's the fiend, sugah. Who
ever they are, I'll help you bring them to justice. Just like Sapphire Seraphim would do as
well." She motioned to the masked
Asian, and then smiled at her.
"I've heard about your quick reputation. You've made a good name for yourself."
She returned her attention to Jamie, and was shocked by
the answer she received. "It's Mr.
Klimstit. He's got this breast and
breast milking fetish. He had intended
to lure us all in to be captured and milked.
He's also got a severe hatred for implants of any sort." Those words shocked Texas Star, but something
about them made sense about tonight. All
the women who were victimized had obviously had implants. If Mr. Klimstit really has a major breast
fetish, and preferred real ones, he would do something like this.
Texas Star then had one question, and it was linked to
something she had heard earlier. It was
something the one model had said, and she looked at Jamie. "You knew he pulled something like this
before." The Hootersgirl nodded,
and Texas continued. "You tried to
stop him at another fashion show, but what happened?"
Jamie sighed, and then motioned for someone to close the
door. She saw Sapphire close the door,
and then pulled her top up, revealing her breasts. She didn't wear a bra anymore, since the
other fashion show, not that she needed it.
"At that time, I was too late to stop the virus. I was in a disguise, posing as a model, but
when I came across him and his accomplices, they caught me. Luckily, they didn't realize I was the last
Hootersgirl, but they did get my breasts out and milk them dry. After that, he restored them in a humiliating
way, and one of the girls rubbed a second cream into my breasts. The other then put a bra on me, and I
couldn't think straight about what had happened, or about anything."
Jamie lowered her shirt, and continued, noting the look
of shock on the heroines' faces.
"After I got home, and got my bra off, I remembered, and realized I
couldn't go forward with out any other proof.
I also realized who one of the women had been. It had been an old friend; one I saw leave this
room, and who had done something in here to deploy the virus."
She then saw Sapphire look around the room, and she could
see that the heroine was looking for the same thing she had been looking
for. "I don't see anything odd, or
out of place." She then motioned to
a structure that was the ventilation system, "And it would take a ladder
to reach up there, unless your culprit has the powers of flight." Jamie was certain that her main suspect could
not fly. That meant that the only way to
divulge the truth was to go to where her suspect worked. She then saw Sapphire looking directly at
her. "Who, exactly, is this
suspect?" For a moment, she noticed
an accusatory tone in the heroine's voice, but she knew what they had to do.
Sapphire Seraphim watched as Jamie motioned for them to
follow her. She then watched that
heroine head out of the door, followed by Texas Star. They moved silently, until they reached the
stage curtain, where they stopped. She
watched as the mystery heroine moved the curtain just a bit, so it would be
unnoticed by those on the other side and looked out. Soon, she motioned for them to look out, and
she and Texas Star did so.
Sapphire was not surprised to find them looking out on
the audience, and a group of women in a panic were crowded around Sasha, who
was offering the help of the company.
She knew the intended targets would accept that help, while the more
vain ones would not, and were probably calling their plastic surgeons. Jamie was then speaking, softly. "The one offering help is the one. Her name is Sasha. She had been a waitress too, until she got
another job. Soon after, the building it
was in was bombed, and then she joined Mr. Klimstit. He's the real mastermind."
She then heard Texas Star gasp. She glanced at the other heroine, who just
said, "If Ah recall right, the original person to announce this show,
Danni O'Knight, had some sort of issue with his company. Maybe he had done something to her as well,
and maybe Miss Sasha there knows about it."
Sapphire frowned when she heard that. These two were smarter than the average
heroines. One thing she had picked up
on, from her time as Azure Angel, and now as Sapphire Seraphim, was that most
heroines in Delta City were ignorant of the true evils they fought. Mr. Klimstit had even found sources that told
of how some of the less competent criminals managed to elude the heroines, and
it was laughable. However, he would be
happy if she brought in two heroines, instead of one. In fact, she was sure Sasha was already
thinking about it.
She then looked at both heroines, and said what should
have been obvious. "Well, it will
be pointless to confront this Sasha person here. She could deny it, and since we have no
evidence, it would make us look bad. If
she has any information, it would be where she works, which if her boss is
involved, is logical. I suggest we wait
until nightfall, and then go there."
She saw both heroines nod, and watched as they went backstage to
formulate a plan. Before she headed
back, she looked out the curtain again, and saw Sasha looking up. She gave a quick nod, and then disappeared
backstage to the other heroines.
Sasha finished talking with the last girl open to the
products that would save her ruined breasts.
She had not been surprised by the number of women who came up to her
when she offered the help the company offered.
She also got information on the ones who decided they should call their
plastic surgeons. She had gotten the nod
from Yumi that the next part of the plan was on track, except it would need to
be altered. She started to leave the
fashion show, or what was left of it, and pulled out her cell phone. Once she got in her company car, she dialed
her boss. After a few moments, she heard
Mr. Klimstit answer the phone. “I
trust the test went well.”
She smiled, and answered.
“Yes sir. The current virus
worked quickly, and even affected those in the audience. Some of them are going to try your
restorative product, others are calling their plastic surgeons. I’m keeping tabs on them. However, there is even better news.”
There was silence at that moment, and if she
concentrated, she could have sworn she heard one of the milking machines in Mr.
Klimstit’s office. After a moment, he
finally responded. “Does it involve
the heroine we knew would be there, Texas Star?”
She started the car, and then answered. “No, it involves another heroine.” In that moment, she was sure he was trying to
factor it in with all the other things for the day. She decided to tell him. “Jamie was there. The last of the Hootersgirls. You know what that means.”
She heard laughter come from the other end. “Indeed.
I shall finally get her long overdue donation. Maybe we can do to her like I did to her
former teammates. They’ve been subdued
for a long time now. I trust you have a
plan.”
She began to drive, having the phone on hands free. “Indeed.
I’ll make sure my office is really booby trapped. After they are caught, I, or Yumi, will have
something really nasty planned, but you will still get all the milk their
breasts offer.” She heard him laugh,
and she laughed as well, before driving back to the office.
*****************************************
As night fell, many things had been happening in Delta
City. The news was still talking about
the odd incident at the fashion show. In
the area of Sugar Town, a number of working girls who worked for a new figure
in the pimp world headed to his lair.
There was also some odd things happening at the Bristol Body Shop, the
gym where Danni O'Knight had been before her odd habits and secrets were unveiled
to the world.
These are all side notes to what was happening at the
main building of the Klimstit Corporation, the big name in pharmaceuticals that
was now housed in Delta City. There were
two things one would note about the building at the moment. The first was the fact that the employee lot
looked empty. This was because that Mr.
Klimstit and his Inner Circle parked their cars in a secret garage. The second was the trio of buxom women
heading for a side door. This entrance
was a favorite of any buxom intruder to the building. They didn't know it, but the door was fixed
with the same items used to lure women to the secret milking locations.
It was one of the reasons that Texas Star, Sapphire
Seraphim, and Jamie were heading for it now.
The other was that Sapphire Seraphim stated the door wasn't
watched. She knew this was a lie. She knew Mr. Klimstit had hidden cameras
everywhere. She also knew that at this
moment, he wasn't watching them. She
knew who was watching, but she would not let on. "Do you have any idea where your former
friend would have an office?"
As they passed through the door, Texas Star took a deep
breath. She had been holding it as they
approached. She would have sworn
security would have been better at a business like this. However, the further they got, the lack of
apparent security unnerved her. It also
worried her that her costume seemed a bit tight. She relaxed a bit when Jamie said, "I
believe she has an office on one of the upper floors. No doubt that Mr. Klimstit keeps those loyal
to him close. A shame really."
Something in those last three words made her pause for a
moment, but just a moment. As the buxom
heroine moved, her costume appeared to be getting tighter. She figured this had something to do with the
fact that Mr. Klimstit was some sort of perverted breast fiend, at least
according to Jamie. However, her mind
went back to those three words.
"What did you mean by that?"
As they reached the top floor, and found the offices, she
heard Jamie respond with a sigh.
"It's a long story, but it started years ago, before we became
super heroines. Sasha actually worked
with us at Hooters. You may not think
it, but we stick together. Sasha had
actually been the first of us to get a decent job. After that, we all gained our powers. There had been some to suggest later that the
item that gave us those powers was planted by someone, but that has nothing to
do with Sasha. After we got our powers,
disaster struck for Sasha, as the place she worked was destroyed by a
bomb."
Texas Star gasped at that news, and she could guess what
had followed. "Let me guess,
sugah. Her place of work was gone, and
Mr. Klimstit came in and offered her employment. No doubt he is doing her job, and uses her as
his personal fuck toy." She hated
to use that one word, but she couldn't think of any other way to say it.
Jamie felt a bit wounded by Texas Star's words, but had
to admit to herself she had first thought that.
The only problem with the heroine's thoughts was that Jamie knew
Sasha. "Actually, the job she
apparently has in the company is on par with what she went to school for. She is the head of Public Relations in this
company. She was good at it, even at
Hooters. Maybe if she had been one of
the Hootersgirls, we would have been wise enough to use costumes, and secret
identities." She then stopped, as
she realized they were at the door to Sasha's office. "Here is the place."
They all entered, and Jamie was stunned at the size of
the office. If she didn't see the name
on the door, she would have sworn it was Mr. Klimstit's office. It was opulent, and obvious that she earned
it. Jamie started to look around, and
even found a picture of all of them.
This played havoc with the one thought she had had over the years.
As she looked at the picture, she was unaware that
Sapphire Seraphim had come up behind her.
"Hmm, is that a picture of her from her days as a
waitress?" She nodded, and the
heroine voiced the same thing she was thinking.
"Seems she recalls her days at that job. Does this mean she wasn't brainwashed?"
Jamie shuddered as she considered the question. She had long thought, after finding out Mr.
Klimstit's obsession, that Sasha must have been brainwashed. The fact that she kept this photo made her
come to a very disturbing conclusion.
"No. It means she's helping
him under her own free will." The
fact made her so upset that she threw the photo in its frame. It crashed on the floor, and for a moment,
Jamie felt better. She took a deep
breath, and said, "Come on, we need to find something about the fashion
show here."
As the three heroines searched the office, they were all
unaware of the gas that was being pumped into the room. It was a trap set up by Sasha, because she
knew they would be coming. She was also
not the only one who knew it would be activated. Sapphire Seraphim was also aware that the gas
would be in pumped into the room. It was
why she had taken a few precautions. As
she pretended to search, she noticed that the other heroines started to look
unsteady on their feet.
She straightened up, and acted like she was feeling
unsure on her feet. She even faked a
stagger as she said, "Is it just me, or is something wrong?" To further push the illusion, she acted like
her knees were buckling. "I'm
starting to feel lightheaded."
She watched as the Hootersgirl actually lost her
footing. She was looking over at the
corner where the picture that had been thrown was. "That bitch. She set up a trap. When I threw that picture, it must have triggered
a trap of knock out gas." She then
saw the girl fall over. The girl must
have been more prone to knock out gas.
That meant one was down, and one left to go.
She had to give Texas Star credit. That heroine was trying to open the door out
of the office, one that had been set to lock once they were all in. The buxom heroine pulled on the door. "And the doors been locked. And Ah don't remember closing the door. This was a trap, and we fell for it. She knew we were coming." Sapphire collapsed to the floor at that
moment, hoping the other heroine would not realize that she was the one who
double crossed them. She then closed her
eyes as Texas backed away from the door, and then collapsed to the floor.
As the figures laid on the floor, the door to the office
unlocked. After a few moments, it
opened, and Sasha came walking in, a satisfied smile on her face. She looked at all three of the fallen
heroines, before saying, “Well, that went faster than I thought. Did they find the file I had left behind?”
She was not surprised when someone answered her, but what
was said did surprise her. “No,
Sasha. Seems your old ‘friend’ got
pissed and threw your photo. By the way,
your bra is under your desk.” She turned
in the direction of the voice, and saw Sapphire Seraphim getting up, holding
her bra.
Sasha shrugged, and pulled apart her now unbuttoned
blouse. The action just exposed her full
DD breasts, which still had to be milked today.
Mr. Klimstit had told her earlier, over the phone, that her milking
would happen soon, after he tied up some loose ends. She then looked over to the corner, and saw
the picture on the floor. “Damn, and I
liked that picture. One of the rare
times that chain had naturally buxom waitresses.” She then looked at the other two heroines on
the floor. “Do you think we have time to
get them down to the lab?”
She watched Sapphire Seraphim shake her head. “I doubt it.
The boss has his office locked up, as well as the path to the secret
lab. Too much going on tonight. We can take them down to the security
center. Besides, I already have
something set up.”
For a minute, Sasha wanted to know what Yumi had planned,
but decided not to ask. They may not
have time for a detailed explanation.
One never knew when a super heroine would recover, and Jamie was the
only one who apparently qualified. “Fair
enough. Let me carry my old ‘friend’,
and you can bring Texas Star.” She saw
her colleague nod, and they each picked up a heroine, and left her office.
*********************************
The security center in the Klimstit Corporation is unlike
any other security center in Delta City.
While it contained a small room for detaining criminal’s and industrial
spies, it also contained a hidden section, specifically for buxom
intruders. In this hidden area, there is
a room set up for detaining three buxom intruders. It contains a special set of chairs, which
face outwards in a circle. In front of
each chair, is a device for sucking the milk out of a hapless heroine‘s
breasts, and pointed at each chair, is another phallic looking device.
Sitting in the three chairs were Texas Star, Jamie and
Sapphire Seraphim. Each of the buxom
heroines had been rendered topless, and the cones of the milking devices are
positioned close enough that their breasts are in the devices, but not sucked
into them. Their arms had also been
restrained, and each of their feet rested on a special switch. The heroines were trapped, and Sasha waited
in the shadows for one of them to recover.
It was Texas Star who stirred first. She slowly raised her head, as the effects of
the knock out gas wore off. Things were
fuzzy for the blonde heroine, but she quickly focused on what was in front of
her, and gasped in shock. Her massive
breasts were in the cones of a milking machine.
She was thankful that the machine hadn’t be activated, but then she
glanced up at what was pointed at her.
It was a humongous, apparently real,
cock.
At that moment, she could have sworn she had been
shrunk. She tried to pull her wrists
free, but was stunned to find them restrained to the chair. She was trapped, and wondered if the others
were there with her, miniaturized. She
tried to stay calm as she called out, but there was a bit of panic in her
voice. “Jamie, Sapphire. Are you two there? If so, you better wake up quickly.”
She heard movement to her left, and then heard a gasp of
shock, followed by Sapphire Seraphim's voice.
"Holy shit. The bastard must
have shrunk us." There was a pause,
as she heard Sapphire struggle to break free of her bindings, and then spoke
again. "We need to get out of these
before those things let loose. I don't
even want to think of what comes out of 'that' will do to use at this
size." Texas Star started to
struggle too, glad that the obvious breast pump in front of her had not started
up. She had been taken a few times, and
she was certain being shrunk would make what would happen a lot worse.
Jamie started to stir when she heard the struggling, and
when she opened her eyes, she almost closed them right away. She had seen the pumps her breasts were in,
as well as the huge cock pointing at her.
She had even caught part of what Texas Star and Sapphire Seraphim had
said. They said they had been shrunk in
size. She opened her eyes again, and
then noticed something very disturbing.
Standing across from her was Sasha, her blouse open revealing her
perfect DD cup breasts, and Sasha was smirking at her. She didn't struggle, but spoke loud enough
for the others to hear. "I don't
think we were shrunk. I don't think Mr.
Klimstit would have shrunk Sasha with us."
She watched as Sasha just laughed and stepped
forward. "Now why would he do that,
when he's busy with a few other heroines."
That caused her to worry. Had
some others snuck into the building to help them, and if so, where were
they? She didn't speak as Sasha
approached her. "Honestly, Jamie,
he's been waiting a long time to officially milk the last Hootersgirl."
Jamie gasped, and struggled in her bonds. She then heard Sapphire say, "So he's
having you milk us dry? You are a sick
bitch. What makes you think you can do
that, and even get away with it? And
what is with this get up?" She was
impressed that Sapphire Seraphim could remain focused on their foe, even in
this trap, whatever it was.
Sapphire Seraphim noticed that both heroines had stopped
struggling. She figured that the two
heroines were waiting to hear if she was about to get some answers to her questions. She didn't need them, since she was in on the
trap. Plus, it was easy for her to act
brave, since she was actually looking forward to the breast milking. However, she knew Sasha had to play her part
as well. "I'm going to start the
milking process, but I decided to have a little fun with you as well, with this
special set up." She watched as
Sasha walked over to Jamie, and saw her pat the milking cones. "You see, once I activate this device,
all the milking cones will latch onto your tits, which thanks to the special
gas in the air, are producing milk. It
even hampers your superpowers."
She heard Jamie gasp at that, but before the Hootersgirl
could say anything, Sasha continued.
"Now, there is a way to stop the milking, and that's by pushing
down on the panels your feet are on.
However, that means your colleagues endure higher suction." She heard Sasha laugh, and then motion to the
fake giant cock pointing at them.
"It also causes the balls on these special cock shaped blasters to
fill with a very special mixture. Once
they reach capacity, they will unload all over you."
Sapphire knew what the contents would be, but she was not
going to ask. She wanted one of the
other captives to ask. Just as she
hoped, Texas Star asked the question, in her southern drawl. "And what is that mixture? Some sort of hypnotic drug that will turn us
into mindless airheads.” Part of
Sapphire wanted to show who she was loyal to then, but she held her tongue
in. Sasha had to deliver this line.
Sasha walked around the chairs, over to Texas Star, and
slapped the blonde heroine. She then
smirked at the angry heroine, and said coldly, “You don’t have that far to go,
do you, Texas Tits.” She then walked to
the back wall, and pushed a button, causing everything to come to life. “If you must know, the mixture is actually a
good deal of my bosses own special cum, laced with Hypnotic powers. Hypnocum if you need an accurate name. The catch is, this cum was from when he had
some supercharged milk from a super heroine.
I will spare you the details, but that will hit the lucky winner and
will coat them for a day.” Sasha smiled,
both at the look on Texas Star’s face, and at the sound of all the women’s
breasts being sucked into the milking cones.
As it started, she walked around the room, watching as
the suction began, and milk started to
flow. Of course, it would take a bit of
time to drain them all, but it would be both painful, and pleasurable. If the suction increased, the pleasure would
increase, but the pain would not stop.
Then she smirked, and started to play with her own breasts, while
telling the three heroines her last bit of news. “By the way, these will not only suck out
your milk, but bring you to climax as it happens. Once it hits you, the pumps will shut off,
and you will pass out.”
She enjoyed the panicked looks on the heroines’ faces
then, except for Sapphire. Sasha knew
why. Sapphire loved to be in traps as
they milked her. Sasha knew that
Sapphire sometimes ran the maze just to get trapped. There would be time for that, later. Now was the time to see who could put things
off the longest. Occasionally, one of
the heroines would push on the panels, making sure they got some relief. This always cause the cock like cannons to
load up. It would take them twice as
long to release the contents back into the holding tank, but there was more
than enough to use this a few more times.
Texas Star did not like the options of the situation she
was in. She was being tit-milked, which
she hated to admit that she was enjoying, which was causing her own magnificent
breasts to soften. She had stopped it
when she felt a climax was coming, but that only caused the cannon pointed at
her to fill, and if she could be a judge of it, it would fire on her soon. She didn't want to take a chance to look
elsewhere, fearing that either Sapphire Seraphim, or Jamie, was in a worst
state.
Her fear began to rise more when she heard a voice say,
"Well, Sasha, you were right that I would be happy." She finally chanced a glance, and looked over
to the door. She saw the source of the
voice, and realized it was Mr. Klimstit.
He had entered the room with two glowing containers, and she knew it was
breast milk. She also noticed that he
was staring at Jamie. "I get back
after draining three heroines, receive milk collected from two more heroines,
and find three more being milked now."
While Texas was listening, she instinctively pushed on
the panels to stop the breast pump. She
hadn't noticed it, but she heard Mr. Klimstit continue to address Jamie. "So you were expecting me to do
something at the fashion show. How would
you have..." She heard him trail
off, and then saw a wicked grin cross his face.
"Ahhh, now I remember. You
were the snoop at the other fashion show.
We had milked you then, and put that special solution under your
breasts. I bet you can't wear a bra
because you get all scatterbrained.
Well, now I can truly milk the last Hootersgirl. I may even keep you active as a free
agent. And just to let you know, Jamie,
the test went perfect. I can now wipe
out all the fake breasts in the world. A
perfect world needs real, lactating breasts."
She heard Jamie shout in defiance. "You'll never get away with this,
Klimstit. I don't know what you did to the
others, but we'll stop you. Besides,
these two heroines now know your plans.
They will stop you as well."
Texas Star was about to agree, but a warning sound startled her. She turned to face front, at the same time
she saw Mr. Klimstit turn and smirk. She
then saw why. The balls on the cock
shaped cannon appeared to be constricting, and before she could even shout, it
fired on her. As it hit, she felt her
mind go blank.
Mr. Klimstit laughed in delight at what happened to Texas
Star, as the cum coated her body. The
buxom heroine had gone still the second the glowing goo hit her which told him
she was a mindless drone for the time.
He then returned his attention to Jamie.
"I don't think Texas Star will be telling anyone. She won't even remember this
visit." He then noticed the sag in
her breasts. Her breasts had obviously
not been milked enough, but with the special gas in the air, as well as his
special supercharged cum soaking her, they would firm back up with just a
little attention.
He turned his attention to Texas Star, and said,
"Play with your tits a bit, Texas Star.
It will make them nice, firm and full again." He watched as the hypnotized heroine did
so. She massaged her massive mammaries,
and played with her erect nipples. In
almost no time at all, Texas Star's breasts were firming back up, which caused
the entranced heroine to moan in pleasure.
He then turned off the machine, and motioned to the seat Sapphire
Seraphim was in. “Now, get that heroine
out of the machine, and go with Sasha.
Jamie and I need to catch up.”
He watched as Sasha stepped forward and helped the cum
soaked heroine get Sapphire Seraphim.
After a moment, they got Sapphire Seraphim out, and she struggled to
break their grips. He knew she wouldn’t
since she was a member of his Inner Circle.
He waited, however, until he saw them all leave, smirking at the sight
of Texas Star’s hair plastered down by the cum.
Once they were out, he shut off the machine, and released Jamie’s
breasts, noticing how much they sagged now.
“Now I’ve officially milked all the Hootersgirls. See the fun you’ve missed out on all this
time.”
He didn’t flinch when she verbally lashed out. “You have a sick idea of fun, Klimstit. Milking our tits until they are like this,
and then using that milk to further you sick ideas. When I get out of this, I’ll drag you in to
receive justice. I’ll also free all my
friends.” As she ranted, he deactivated
the holographic pants, exposing his throbbing, glowing manhood. He had to restore her breasts before he could
have his fun. He then shot a glowing
load all over Jamie’s drained breasts.
Jamie was stunned into silence when she felt the load hit
her breasts. The second the glowing load
hit, she was revolted. It was
humiliating to have been milked, but now this.
It was, according to some, the ultimate act of domination. Then the horror gave way to orgasmic
pleasure, as she felt her breasts firm back up.
At that moment, she still hadn’t been released, but her breasts were
back to normal. However, she could rush
him when he did release her. He was the
only one in the room. “So how long am I
to be here; indefinitely so I can be milked over and over?”
She watched as he reached into his suit jacket, and shook
his head. “Oh no, Jamie. I have the others working for me, and I milk
them once in a while. It will be more
fun to have you attempt to stop me from time to time, until I get my utopia
going. However, I must make sure you are
able to be let go.” She then saw him
pull a strap of fabric out.
She started to laugh at the sight. “You honestly think I can scared by that,
after you’ve milked me. That isn’t
scary.” She then watched as he walked
over to her, and did not release her. If
her hands were free, she’d grab his glowing shaft, and make him pay. She then felt him pushing the fabric behind
her back, and that puzzled her. “Keep
your hands to yourself, and tell me what you are…” All of a sudden, she realized what was going
to happen. “Oh no. Don’t do that. Don’t…”
She never had a chance, especially when Mr. Klimstit connected the
fabric, which ran under her breasts. All
of a sudden, she couldn’t think straight.
She was aware of who she was, but she couldn’t say it.
Mr. Klimstit leaned back after wrapping the cloth around
Jamie, and securing it, and then said, “Get up.” All of a sudden, Jamie stood up, bouncing on
her heels, and giggling like an airhead.
He then fondled her breasts, and said, “Very good, Jamie. Now, do you want a nice titty fuck as a
reward.”
He smiled evilly as the blonde nodded. “Oh yes, titty fucks are good. And this nice belt keeps my titties up and
out.” It was all thanks to the airhead
drug he had applied to her breasts years ago.
She wasn’t a complete airhead, just one when some fabric touched the undersides
of her breasts. He then saw her kneel
down, and was about to wrap her breasts around his glowing shaft.
He stopped her, and enjoyed the disappointed look on her
face. He then motioned to the table near
by. “Lay on it. It will be best there.” He heard her giggle, and then jump on
it. She laid face up, letting her
perfect breasts point to the ceiling. He
then smiled, knowing how perfect this moment would be.
He then got on the table, and straddled her chest,
letting his glowing cock rest in between her breasts. As he did that, he pushed a button that made
two more milking cones come out, and suck in her nipples. Soon, milk was flowing again, and he thrust
his cock between her breasts. As he did
that, he said to her, “Enjoying this milking tit-fuck, Jamie.” He heard her giggle again, and thought that
maybe they had gone a little overboard on the drug when they caught her trying
to foil his plans. However, he was going
to enjoy this now. The last of the
Hootersgirls, finally officially milked.
He thrust his shaft faster, enjoying the moans it got out
of the captured heroine. He could hear
the budding climax, and knew this would be too much for her. She would pass out after this, and he was
right. When it hit, he felt her body
buck a bit, but he let loose with his own glowing load, splattering all over
her face. It instantly soaked in, and a
blank look crossed her face. The milking
cones released her nipples as well, and what ever milk had not been sucked into
the milking machine, ran down between her drained breasts.
He dismounted her, pausing to let his Restorative Cum
shoot out over her breasts again. She
was now exhausted. He got off her fully,
and then leaned over to her ear, and whispered, “You will go back to where ever
you are staying, avoiding detection.
Once there, you will sleep for a day, finally waking up, and removing
the band.” He knew she would remember,
but when she came to, the PR work would have been in place.
Mr. Klimstit then released her, and let her stagger
out. As he left the room, he noticed
that Sasha and Yumi were having fun with the cum soaked Texas Star. That heroine was still coated in the Hypno
Cum, and was currently tied up. He
cleared his throat, and both Inner Circle members came over, both with breasts
exposed. He motioned to Texas Star, and
said to the Inner Circle members, “What cover story are we using?”
Sasha nodded, and thrust her breasts out. “Yumi will take her to the hospital when the
cum starts to wear off, telling them that she’d been jumped by the fiend who
cause the mess at the fashion show. She
will say he ran off before she got a good look at him.” He nodded in approval, and then turned to
Yumi.
The Asian member of his Inner Circle did the same,
although her breasts were sagging after being milked. “Until then, I’m going to indulge myself a
bit, and milk her for all I can.
Besides, I can test one of the new traps we are working on.” He nodded at her, and she beamed, before
turning back to Texas Star.
He then pulled Sasha aside. As he did so, he toyed with her nipples. “What about the test? Have we gotten this part to completion.” He heard her let out a pleasure filled sigh,
followed by a nod of her head. He
smiled, knowing his plan for utopia could now enter the testing phase. That, plus all the heroines milked this day,
made him happy. His plans were coming
together at last, and once they were in effect, no heroine could hope to stop
him.
*************************************
The following day, people were still talking about the
fashion show fiasco. However, it was now
being said that the perp who caused it had gotten away. Some rumors said it had been Dragon Queen,
while others stated it had been the Geek.
All they knew was that Texas Star had been knocked out from behind, and
Sapphire Seraphim had rescued her. It
was true that the heroine had been chasing the perp for a day, but that was not
odd in Delta City.
In fact, it was no surprise that Texas Star had come to
in Delta City’s hospital. She was a bit
disoriented, but was thankful for the treatment, since every part of her felt
tender, especially her DD’s. She couldn’t
remember the days that had passed, but remembered things about the fiasco. She remembered cornering a perp, who had
gotten away. She felt bad for failing to
keep the fashion show safe, but she would be ready next time they tried
something.
Far away from the hospital, Jamie, the last remaining
Hootersgirl woke up. She felt a bit
ditzy, and for some reason, she wanted to find a shower to clean off. Part of her mind recalled tit-fucking, and it
made her giggle. She walked over to the
mirror in the bathroom, and played with her breasts, trying to think who could
fuck them right now. However, as she
removed the fabric around her, under her breasts, everything snapped into
clarity, and she cursed. Mr. Klimstit
had captured her, milked her, and humiliated her.
Jamie slammed a fist down, and then went to leave,
noticing that the TV was on. She paused,
and heard how the incident at the fashion show was caused, not by Mr. Klimstit,
but someone else. She turned it off
then, and inwardly cursed again. Mr.
Klimstit had put her out of commission for a day, and spun things so he was not
associated with the event, except that he offered aid to those affected. She fumed at that, but remembered that he
made the mistake of letting her go. She’d
find a way to expose him, and stop his perverted utopia plan. She might enlist the aid of Sapphire
Seraphim, when the time came. However,
when the time came, she would stop Mr. Klimstit, and hopefully not get
tit-milked again in the process.
The End.