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.

 

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            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.

 

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            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.

 

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            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.