Amazing Babe, Azure Angel, GOT-Chic, Flag Girl, Specter Girl 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.

 

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

 

Revealing Rendezvous

 

            Delta City has many claims to fame, but one of it’s more distinguished claims is its college.  The college had been well funded in recent years, which allowed it to have state of the art tools to educate it’s students.  One of it’s biggest contributors was Brenda Wade, and it was no surprise that her young charge, Lydia Wills was also a student at the college.  She was one of the top students there, but it wasn’t easy, due to her secret life as Flag Girl, sidekick to Ms. Americana.

            However, after all her adventures, she was glad she wasn’t the only one at the college.  During her years, and misadventures, she found relief in the fact that other super heroine sidekicks were at the school.  These were her two friends, Summer Morgan, who was known as Specter Girl, and Anita Jackson, who was also known as GOT-Chic.  Both were seniors at the college, like herself, and had their own fair share of adventures, which they kept each other abreast upon.

            However, when they were in the student lounge, they spoke in quiet tones about their adventures, as well as the adventures of their senior partners.  In fact, during this time, the key figure of discussion was Anita’s senior partner, GOT-Gal.  While the room was quiet, Lydia looked at Anita and said, “So how did GOT-Gal stop the Mutoids?  Did she beat the living daylights out of them?”

            Summer chimed in, with an equally positive statement.  “I bet she threw each and everyone of them into the sky.”  Lydia could hear admiration in her friend’s voice.  They all knew that Specter Girl, and Green Specter, did not have real superpowers.  Even Lydia’s powers came from her power belt, and Anita’s came from a gem stone, but Summer’s strength was just average.

            She was startled when Anita looked around for a moment, and then said, “She said she wore them out.  I think that is kind of self explanatory.”  They all nodded, and Lydia knew exactly what it meant.  GOT-Gal had fallen prey to the Mutoids’ sexual appetite.  To make it simple, they all knew that GOT-Gal got worked over many times, and when the Mutoids were distracted, or tired, GOT-Gal stopped them.  That was a fate Lydia tried to avoid at all costs, since it meant her power belt would be useless.  In fact, any orgasm meant the loss of her powers.

            Summer thought about what happened to GOT-Gal for a moment, and then pushed it out of her mind, since part of her was wondering what the Mutoids had done to her.  Since her start of being a heroine, her own encounters did give her a thrill that she knew they all secretly would never admit.  She then remembered about hearing about a museum heist.  “Hey, does GOT-Gal or Ms. Americana have any idea who robbed the museum.  My mother had almost attended, but didn’t at the last moment.”  She was sure her mother, as Green Specter, would have made sure nothing was stolen.

            She was surprised when both her friend nodded, and Anita answered first.  “Tanya thinks it was Dragon Queen, but the fact that no one was violated points away from that.  Sara Kraft was there, and nothing humiliating happened to her.”

            Her next surprise was when Lydia answered.  “Brenda thinks it was Esha The Thief, but the fact that one of the biggest businessmen in the city, Mr. Klimstit, didn’t get robbed makes her think otherwise.”

            Summer nodded in agreement with that.  Mr. Klimstit, and his company, were a growing source of wealth in Delta City.  He would have been a target, unless the crazy rumors being spread by Azure Angel were true.  According the bumbling heroine, Mr. Klimstit was a perverted fiend, who engaged in questionable deals, and a perverted breast fetish.   However, when the news published about Amazing Babe saving his company, it added further doubt to the Asian heroine’s claims.

            Thinking about the Asian heroine then made Summer think of her one school friend, Yumi, or as everyone liked to call her, Mitzi.  In fact, it was by the girl’s insistence that they call her Mitzi.  Her friend was going through a tough time right now, since earlier in the day, she saw Yumi break up with her boyfriend.  She had noticed some tension between them, and it must have come to a head.

            She was in mid thought when Lydia said, “How about the three of us try to hunt down the thief?  The three of us would be able to stop them, no problem.”  Summer had to admit the idea was tempting, but she had a feeling she would be need elsewhere tonight.

            Anita was surprised when Summer shook her head.  The three of them rarely got a chance to work together, and this would have been a prime chance.  However, when Summer explained, it made sense.  “I wish I could, but I think my friend needs me tonight.  Yumi broke up with her boyfriend.  I don’t know why, but I could tell she was distraught about it.  I think she might need some cheering up.”

            The ebony girl nodded.  She had her own share of break ups, and usually she cheered herself up by going to a club.  “Maybe we should make it a girl’s night out then.  We can hunt the crook down tomorrow.  All we need is the right club to go to.”

            Anita smiled when Lydia nodded in agreement.  “There are a few in town, but we need a real upbeat one to make Mitzi, I mean Yumi, forget the guy.  I’m sure we can find the right place.”

            Before any of them could name a club, they were all surprised when another voice said, “Mitzi broke up with her boyfriend.  I thought that she was upset.”  They all looked over to see Heather Lockhart entering the lounge.  “I know they had gone to a few clubs in town, but I think I know the right place to go.”

            Anita watched as the girl handed out a flyer, which was for a new club.  Anita had heard some things about the club, mainly that it had sister clubs in two other cities.  It was Lydia who finally read the flier.  “Club Bounce, a lively place guaranteed to lift one’s spirits.  Ladies get half price on Fridays.”  She then smiled, remembering what she had heard.  “It is very popular.  No one leaves upset, and none of the drinks are alcoholic.  I think they said that was taken care of by the parent company.”

            All the girls nodded, knowing this might be the thing to help Summer’s friend.  Summer looked at Heather, and smiled.  “Thanks, in fact, why don’t you join us.  I’m sure Yumi could use all the support she can get right now.”  Summer than got up, and headed in the direction of where Yumi’s was.  Knowing her, she would have gone to a spot she usually went to when something bothered her.  It was a quiet little area, and very hard to reach.  She had once seen Yumi get down from the spot, and wondered why her friend never tried for gymnastics.

            Sure enough, she saw Yumi standing on the roof, on the other side of a railing that kept anyone on that side from falling off.  She was staring in the direction of town, but she wasn’t sure where Yumi was looking to.  She yelled up, “Hey, Yumi.  It’s me Summer.  I have a plan to take your mind off your problems.”

            Yumi didn’t look down to her friend, since she was sure Summer didn’t know all her problems.  She wasn’t about to tell her friend about her secret life as Azure Angel, nor her encounter, or should it be encounters, since she couldn’t remember the others, with Mr. Klimstit.  It was those encounters that led to her break up.  Thanks to the milking, or milkings, since she couldn’t remember them, intimate time with her ex had become strained.  She couldn’t even bear to have him touch her breasts anymore.  Plus, her growing obsession with the company made it worse.

            She listened as her friend continued.  “Listen, Yumi, some of us figured we should all go to a club tonight.  It will help take your mind off the whole deal about you ex.”  Yumi had to admit the idea had some appeal.  Besides, maybe a night away from being Azure Angel might allow her some time to find a new way to catch Mr. Klimstit.

            Yumi gracefully jumped from the room to a near by tree, and gracefully jumped down.  Summer was amazed as Yumi landed on each lower branch, until she was eye to eye with her.  Finally, Summer was glad when her friend smiled and said, “You are right, I need to forget him, and my other problems.  I’ll join you at the club tonight.”

            Summer smiled, and place her hand on Yumi’s shoulder.  “Good.  The club we will head to has one great thing about it.  Everyone leaves happy.  I’ll call you so you can come over with the rest of us.”  She then handed one of the flyers to Yumi, and left.

            As she left, she started to wonder something.  All the times she had known Yumi, she had noticed that the Asian student was blessed, but something was different.  “You know, I could swear Yumi’s chest is bigger than it was when we first met.”  She then put the thought out of her mind, and wondered how she would explain to her mother that she wasn’t going on patrol tonight with her.  She was sure her mother would understand about helping a friend through a break up.

            Lydia stood up, and looked at Anita.  “Did Tanya want you to go on patrol?”  She knew she didn’t have to, since Brenda was on a special assignment, as Ms. Americana, and was glad when Anita shook her head.    “Good, we’ll meet here then, and all head to the club together.”

            As she left the lounge, she saw Heather, and walked up to the relatively new girl at the college.  “Thanks for the info on the club.  If you want to join us, we are meeting back here tonight.”

            Heather was glad to accept the offer.  She smiled and said, “Sure.  I know a few friends who have gone there, and they say it’s a great place.  I know my one friend did say that they keep the place cool, since with all the people that go there, it can get warm quickly.”

            She watched as Lydia nodded.  “I’ll keep that in mind.  I also hope they have good security.”  She nodded, knowing why Lydia was concerned.  She then watched as Lydia left, and then she headed to her room.  She needed to pick out a different outfit for tonight now, since she had been planning to patrol tonight.  Even though she had seen Azure Angel in the area, she was going to check the area of Mr. Klimstit’s corporation, since she helped stop a crime on him.  After hearing about Azure Angel’s claims, she was afraid the heroine would try something rash, and blame him for it, all because Azure claimed that Klimstit was a perverted fiend.

 

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            Bounce was one of the newest, and hottest, nightclubs in Delta City.  The club drew in many of the college kids.  This was very common, even at the club’s other locations in other cities.  The clubs were even similar in appearance, from it’s large dance floor, a bar near the entrance that served non-alcoholic drinks, and behind one way mirrors in the walls, the office of the owner. 

            On the outside, the club building looked larger than it was inside, but this was never paid any notice since the sign was six round pink letters, whose centers were neon red.  Most of the patrons took little notice of the sign, but occasionally one guy was known to giggle.  Usually, those were the guys that weren’t old enough to enter.

            Almost every lady was allowed to enter the club, which included Lydia, Summer, Anita, Jessica and Yumi.  What all the ladies didn’t know was that when they entered the club, a special scanner scanned their bodies, and relayed all information to the office.

            Normally, that office was staffed by the owner of the club, as well as his most trusted associates.  This night, however, the owner, Mr. Klimstit, wasn’t there, nor was his one associate, Scarlett.  Those that were there were Sasha, a buxom brunette who was also the head of Public Relations, and Tiffany, a buxom blonde who was assistant to Mr. Klimstit.  Both didn’t rank as high as Scarlett in the Inner Circle, but they knew enough to be left in charge of Club Bounce. They knew the club’s secret, which was why they were always at the club.

            Tiffany was sitting at a special console, which had monitors displaying the stats on every woman who had entered the club.  As those five entered, their stats appeared on the screen, next to the image gathered from their ID cards.  As each girls image appeared on the screen, as well as their ID card, the stats that appeared listed their bust size, and if the girls were naturally endowed, or had been augmented.  Tiffany smiled when she saw the good news that all the girls were naturally blessed.  “Sasha, the five that just entered looked just right for tonight.  We should target them as well.”

            She watched as Sasha looked at the same information on a second monitor, and pushed a blue button.  Soon, all the girls’ pictures turned blue, which made the brunette smile.  “All five are locked in.  The subsonics are doing their job.”

            Both girls knew what that job was.  The subsonic device that Mr. Klimstit had put in was specially designed for the special purpose of the club.  Its job was to stimulate the natural function of the target’s breasts, as well as stimulate all the pleasure nerves in those breasts.  Almost every night the club was open, one hundred female patrons were targets of this special device, for one of Mr. Klimstit’s special projects.

            As the device quickly locked on and signaled enough stimulation for all targets, Sasha undid one extra button on her blouse, allowing more of her ample cleavage to be shown.  “Soon, we’ll have to go down, and start preparations for the next phase.  Making sure the drugged drinks get served so the ‘donors’ don’t remember donating, and collecting their bras when they drop them off in the ladies room.”

            Sasha turned to face Tiffany, and noticed that the blonde was pouting a bit, especially as the other member of the inner circle crossed her arms under her breasts, which were only a cup size smaller than Sasha‘s.  “I know.  I just wish we could have been at the office when Dragon Queen delivered the device.  I would have loved to seen the demonstration.”

            Sasha got up, and walked over to Tiffany, and gently caressed the blonde’s breasts.  “If you had been there, I’m sure she would have insisted on testing it on you.  I think she was still miffed about you putting that one device on your breast.  Now, we need to make sure the donation room is ready, and start getting everything ready.”  She watched as the blonde almost absently nodded.  It was one of the main reasons Tiffany stayed as the Inner Circle’s assistant.  Her breasts had already been sensitive, and the thrill of milking only made them more sensitive.  Sasha and Scarlett could keep their wits about them.

            As the two finally left the office, the special drinks started going out.  Those drinks went to everyone in the bar, but only those who were targeted by the subsonic device would be affected by the drug.   The drink was one of the hallmarks of the place, and everyone enjoyed it.  It was a good refresher after doing a deal of dancing on the dance floor. 

            Of the five heroines that had entered the club, only two weren’t dancing at the time.  Those two were Lydia and Anita.  The two had taken a moment to sit down at table, and talk about their alter-ego.  Mainly, Lydia was curious about an encounter that Anita had told her about weeks ago.  “Anita, what ever happened with that Joy girl?  The one who identified that woman you were interviewing as Vivian?”

            She watched as Anita leaned forward, and she wasn’t sure if it was a trick of the lighting, but it appeared that Anita’s breasts were swelling.  She took her mind off the sight when Anita spoke.  “It’s the oddest thing.  I was all set to help her, but then I must have forgotten.  What ever did happen that night, I don’t remember it.”

            Lydia thought that was odd, but was surprised when one of the other club patrons spoke up, as if she was listening in on their conversation.  “That happens sometimes around here.  A few gals have such a good time, they can’t fully remember it.  I think some of them sneak alcohol in here.  My one friend comes here almost every night, but claims she can only remember half.”  The girl then pointed towards a girl dancing on the dance floor.

            Anita looked out to the girl who was dancing, and almost did a double take.  The girl who had interrupted them had left, and Anita leaned down to tell what she noticed.  Before she did, she noticed something else.  She could see that Lydia’s breasts appeared to be swelling, especially since as Lydia leaned forward, Anita could see down her low-cut blouse.  She even noticed that the bra might not be able to hold for much longer.

            She cleared her head, and then looked Lydia in the eye.  “Lydia, I know that girl out there.  Before I started my job with Tanya, we had a class together.  Something has changed, because she was never that well endowed.  She looks like she’s my size now.”

            Lydia glanced over, and said, “Maybe she had some work done.  Some girls get so self conscious, they sometimes decide to get work done to feel better.”  As she said that, she realized her bra was starting to feel very tight.  She didn’t know why, and she didn’t want to try and adjust it while out amongst people.

            She was then surprised when Anita made her next statement.  “Trust me, she wouldn’t have had work done.  She hated when women had plastic surgery because they weren’t as well endowed as us.”  She glanced over at Anita and noticed that her friend also appeared to be in discomfort.

            Lydia leaned forward, and softly said, “Is it your bra as well?”  She watched as Anita nodded.  “I have an idea.  Let head to the bathroom.  That way, you can tell me more about that girl, and we can take care of our discomfort.”  When Anita nodded, she got up, and led the way to the ladies room.

            While Lydia and Anita were heading to the ladies room, Jessica and Yumi were out on the dance floor.  As they danced, Jessica could see that Yumi wasn’t fully into it.  She was obviously still upset about the break up, and the dancing wasn’t helping.  She stayed near Yumi, and wondered if it was because of something else entirely.  She had often heard Yumi’s boyfriend calling her Mitzi, and wondered if it had been a mistake.

            She waited until she was facing Yumi, before asking the question.  “Hey Yumi, did you break up with your boyfriend because of some girl named Mitzi?”

            She was stunned when Yumi shook her head.  “No, I actually prefer to be called Mitzi, except by close friends.  My name had been my aunt’s name.  I never knew her, since she had disappeared when I was just a baby.”

            Jessica felt a bit bad for saying what she said earlier, but she wondered why Yumi preferred to be called Mitzi.  She slowed down her dancing, due in part to finding out the reason Yumi had her name, but also because all the gyrating was starting the hurt, especially as her breasts seemed to be restricted, which was odd since she was wearing her normal bra.  “What happened to her?”

            Jessica watched Yumi slowed her dancing down, apparently so she could tell her.  “A few years before I came to America, we found out the truth of her disappearance.  In an undiscovered isolated cave, they found this huge plant like thing, but it had died long ago.  In what looked like a large pod, they found a preserved body in there.  It had been violated, and two stalked were attached to the body’s breasts, which were at that time, down to the waist.  They were able to identify the body as my aunt, but what was worse was they found part of a super heroine costume in the cave.  My aunt had been that violated super heroine.”

            After hearing that, Jessica understood the reason for preferring the other name, as well as felt sorry for the fallen heroine.  She had had a few close calls, but her most recent one ended up being her first real victory.  She feared the day that she would end up captured, and possibly raped.  However, deep down, her biggest fear had been mentioned by what had happened to Yumi’s aunt.  She had been milked as well.  Jessica had had her breasts exposed a few times, but thankfully never milked.

            She was almost lost on that thought when she noticed the arrival of Summer, who had a drink in each hand.  She had handed one to Yumi, and then one to her.  “Hey, you need to try these drinks.  They are the best.”

            Jessica drank a bit, and was convinced.  It felt to her like euphoria, and she sighed a content sigh.  She shook the feeling, noticing that Yumi also experienced it, but also noticed that as Summer moved, it was obvious that she had shed her bra.  Her breasts were obviously unrestrained, and bounced a bit more.

            Summer looked at Jessica, and noticed the platinum blonde was staring at her chest.  She sheepishly smiled, and said, “It was getting tight.  If you want, you can do the same.  There are little lockers in the ladies room.  I’m sure you can find one.”  She then watched as the other girl nodded, and headed off, finishing her drink in the process.

            She then saw that Yumi still didn’t seem happy, and decided to take Yumi back to the table that Lydia and Anita had been at earlier, and talk.  When the reached the table, she noticed that the club must have had its air conditioner on, since she noticed her nipples were erect under her top.  She also noticed Yumi’s were erect as well, and couldn’t help but stare until Yumi crossed her arms.   After Yumi did that, Summer sat down, and spoke.  “Yumi, you need to cheer up.  He was a jerk for breaking up with you.  It’s not like it was your fault.”

            Yumi gave her a stern look, which said a lot.  Summer could tell that Yumi knew it wasn’t her fault, but something of the look said there was more to the situation.  She watched as Yumi looked down at her chest, which was under a conservative top.  “I know it’s not my fault, and it wasn’t his fault either.”

            Summer nodded, remembering that Yumi’s boyfriend had a breast fetish.  She had noticed him checking her chest out a few time, but he always seemed to go back to Yumi.  Quickly she realized what the reason had to be.  “Let me guess, you caught him with another classmate of ours, his hands on her breasts.  I bet it was one of those girls who always gets what they want.”  One came to her mind, since she was aware the girl was the daughter of a mob boss.

            She was stunned and Yumi slammed her cup on the table.  “No it wasn’t.  You wouldn’t understand, since it’s complicated.”  She then watched as Yumi stormed off, and headed to the restroom.  As the Asian girl stormed away, Summer couldn’t help but sigh.  She knew about complicated situations, but she couldn’t dare assure Yumi by revealing her secret of being Specter Girl.  She sighed again, and got up, noticing for a moment that her breasts seemed a bit bigger, but decided to go back to dancing.

            Yumi sighed as she entered the restroom.  This night was doing nothing to make her forget about the break up.  In fact, everything reminded her of the situation.  While she was dancing, she had noticed more and more of the women there were going braless.  The air conditioner was running, which made her nipples hard.  She was glad the room was empty, especially as she took her top off and removed her bra.  She placed it in a locker, and locked it up before heading to the sink.

            As she washed up, and straightened her top out, she froze for a moment.  She didn’t realize why she had done that, but it didn’t seem right.  It was just another reminder that her problems were linked not only to her breasts, but to the foe who no one would believe was evil, Mr. Klimstit.  Ever since her first encounter with him, she had times where she couldn’t remember things, but her breasts got more sensitive, and even bigger, like they were now.

            The last thought made her eyes go wide.  She quickly held them, and bounced them for a moment, realizing they felt heavier.  She then heard someone coming in the restroom, and she dashed in the one stall, and closed the door.  She got off the floor, and positioned herself so she could see through a crack.

            She watched as a familiar blonde entered the room.  She had seen the blonde once before, leaving Klimstit’s building.  She watched as the woman pulled out a key, and placed it in a key slot she didn’t notice before.  She watched as the woman turned the key, and some machinery activated.  When it stopped, she saw the blonde speaking into a walkie-talkie.  “Phase two is done, Sasha.  Time to activate Phase three.”

            Yumi stayed quiet until the blonde left, and then got out of the stall.  She ran over to the locker she had just put her bra in, and opened it.  To her horror, she found her bra was gone.  The sight also confirmed the conclusion she was coming to.  She, and her friends, had walked in to some sort of trap.  Somehow, Klimstit had selected her, and the others, to make ‘donations’ to his company.  She wondered how he had gotten into this club to set this up, and then came to another conclusion.  The blonde would only have a key if he owned the club.

            Fear went through her, not only for her and her friends, but for all the women in the club.  However, she knew a heroine would be needed, and she didn’t have her costume.  What she would have to do was convince her friends they needed to leave, and then come back in costume to stop Mr. Klimstit’s plan.

            She quickly left the restroom, and looked around for all her friends.  She was surprised to see them all out on the dance floor.  In fact, the current dance floor was full of ladies, and from what she could see from their dancing, some were not wearing bras.   She could see that under their tops, their breasts were bouncing out of control, and most likely swelling full of milk.  She got out onto the floor, and made her way to her friends, hoping that she could convince them quickly, before her breasts were too sore to do anything.

            The first one she neared was Lydia, who was almost dancing out of control.  Yumi was certain that Lydia would notice the pain her swelling breasts must have been in, but her friend kept dancing as she said, “Lydia, I think we should get going.  I just remembered a class assignment.”  She knew it was a flimsy excuse, but it was the best she could think of, since she could feel her breasts getting full of milk, and it hurt.  It also didn’t help her that she found herself dancing along to the beat, even though she knew that there was a trap in the club.  As she danced, a horrid thought crossed her mind, and she looked around for a moment, noticing that some of the women were dancing off the floor, towards a hallway she didn‘t notice before.

            Lydia noticed that Yumi was dancing next to her, but she felt too good to want to stop, even for the reason Yumi said.  She kept dancing, only slightly aware at a pain in her breasts.  However, if she still had her bra on, she was sure it would be worse.  She then glanced at Yumi, and smiled.  “Yumi, you can work on it tomorrow.  Right now, you need cheering up.”  She then glanced over to a far point, and noticed that some girls were dancing towards a room in the back.  She started dancing that way, feeling that there was a better party in that direction.

            As they continued into a hallway, something in Lydia made her wonder if something was wrong.  However, when she noticed Anita and Summer were dancing as well, and didn’t seemed to be worried.  They were all heroines, and they would notice if something was wrong.  Right now, every one in the room was having fun.

            Anita felt at ease as they kept dancing down the hall.  There was a bit of discomfort as her breasts seemed heavier than they had been, but it was probably due to all the dancing.  However, the soreness could also be linked to some of her past encounters as GOT-Chic.  There were a few times some of the foes she had faced did a number on her breasts, and a few even milked her.  She was glad this wasn’t one of those times, since most of the time she had been dancing.

            She relaxed a bit more when they entered a huge room, with tables and chairs.  As she looked at them, she felt there was something odd, but as fast as she thought it, the thoughts were gone.  The music also started to get quieter, and she slowed down, standing next to Lydia.  She glanced around, and noticed Yumi seemed to be stopping at another seat.  The Asian had a worried look on her face, but Anita was sure it was linked to her boyfriend problems.

            Jessica felt a little nervous about the back room, but she let those nervous thoughts go away when she saw the brunette at what had to be the head of the room.  She recognized the woman as the one that had been with Mr. Klimstit when Amazing Babe caught those crooks.  She felt more at ease when the brunette spoke.  “Ladies, I wanted you all back here because we discovered you had left some items in the lockers in the ladies room.  Since we are all ladies here, and you all left the same items behind, maybe we should all take a moment to right the situation.  I’m sure you’d all feel better once you open the boxes in front of you.”

            For the first time, Jessica noticed the box on the table, and as she looked at it, she saw a picture of her bra on the box.  She gasped, but when she did, she noticed that others gasped in surprise as well.  She quickly took off her top, and massaged her sore breasts for a moment.  She didn’t realize how sore her breasts would get from dancing.  She needed to get her bra back on, even if it did feel tight.  She then reached over and opened the box, and gasped at what happened next.

            Sasha smiled when she saw that every girl had reacted the same.  It meant the hypnotic element in the music had lead them here, unaware of the trap they were entering.  This was phase three.  All the girls had been lured in to the back room by a subliminal message in the music.  The subsonic device, and the drugged drink helped as well, but the gas in the room helped bring it home.  Now, all the women in the room could yield about five to ten gallons from each breast.

            It would be now, however, that they learn their fate.  The various women were stunned when the milking cones came out and latched on to their breasts.  All the cones were clear, and were on starter mode, as each nipple was sucked into the center, and gently sucked on.  With the breasts now being supersensitive, moans of pleasure started to fill the room.  She then activated all the restraints, in case a girl went to get up.

            She then watched as Tiffany went down the line, watching the lights on the tables.  Currently, all were green, which meant there were no super heroines.  Sasha then looked out, and spoke into a microphone.  “Ladies, tonight we will allow you to experience what your breasts are meant to do.  You will all make a ’donation’ in the process, and that will be used in a special project.  So I hope you all enjoy.”  As she spoke, she undid a few more buttons, allowing her bra clad breasts out.  She was sure that before the milking would be done, she might have to lose the bra.

            As the suction changed to a suckling action, Summer started to moan, but in her mind, she thought “Oh my goddess, Azure Angel was right.  That woman works for Klimstit, and she’s trying to milk all of us.  We need to escape.”  However, before she could say anything, she felt a slight burning in her nipples, and saw milk start traveling down the tubes.

            When the first wave of pleasure hit, she noticed that some lights went yellow.  Two were in front of Lydia and Anita, but a third was in front of Jessica, which told Summer that Jessica had to have something in common with her friends.  She was surprised when the blonde girl who had her blouse open paused and said, “Looks like three super heroine are here.  Good thing the gas nullified their powers.”

            Summer chanced a glance around, closing her eyes briefly in pleasure as the milking machines continued.  She noticed Lydia and Anita trying to break free, but there was no success.  They could only be milked, and Summer was enjoying it a bit.  Her mother had told her that forced milking was painful, but it didn’t seem that way.  However, she was surprised that she had milk in her.  She had always thought one had to be pregnant to have their breasts full of milk.

            Her thoughts came back to the peril she was in as the milking started to feel uncomfortable.  It was as if the milking machine was trying to pull out more than she had.  It was then the burning started.  She started to whimper, and then scream as the burning got unbearable.  What was worse was that she was getting excited by the pain.   She realized that because she felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm.  Her only hope was that someone would come to their aid.

            As the milking continued, Yumi was amazed at how many women were crying in pain.  The only ones who weren’t crying in pain were her, and some buxom woman close to the part of the room that the brunette was at.  Maybe she was keeping her wits, even thought she was enjoying the milking.  She must be conditioned to it, which told her she had been milked a few times by Klimstit.

            That thought made her blood boil, especially when she looked down at her breasts, being milked right in front of her, and also feeling them start to soften.  She needed to act fast, since she also noticed that Klimstit wasn’t around.  She remember that he had humiliated her by cumming all over her drained breasts, which restored them, but if he wasn’t here, they would all be ruined.  She then started to renew her struggles.

            Tiffany walked down the line, watching for problems, as well as preparing to deliver the special cream that Klimstit had developed for this task.  As she walked, she absent-mindedly rubbed her nipples with her free hand.  Seeing all those breasts being milked was turning her on, and making her wish to be in the seats.  However, she was sure that once they were done here, she’d be able to make her ‘donation’ to Mr. Klimstit in person.

            Her musings were cut short when a blinking red light caught her eye.  It was on the machine in front of a buxom Asian girl.  She ran down to it, just in time to see the girls breasts start to firm back up, and the chair appeared to be rising.  As it happened, she realized that Scarlett had warned them that something like this could happen.  Scarlett had said it could happen with women who were Aphrodities.  They had superpowers that were awakening.  She waved her arm, and shouted, “Sasha, get down here with that special tank.  We have one here now.”

            She was glad when Sasha ran down, already with the tank in hand.  Before the girl came to a stop, she had started spraying the gas straight at the girl.  In the tank was the same gas they had already pumped into the room, but this was at one hundred percent.  Almost instantly, the chair was back on the floor, and she saw the girl’s breasts turn more into milk geysers in the machine.  As they delivered their bounty, she heard the Asian girl shout, “YES.  MILK MY TITS.  IT FEELS SO GOOD.”  Tiffany smiled when she heard that.  Who ever this girl was, she was sure that soon, she’d make her way to join Klimstit’s cause.  She would be another member of the Inner Circle.  It would also mean she could soon get a promotion.

            Lydia was in shock, as well as ecstasy, when she heard Yumi shout.  However, the words she heard made some things clear in her mind.  Yumi’s break up had to be linked to what was happening here, or had happened to her prior, but Yumi had never been to the club.  The way she shouted the words meant she had to experience this before, and if she now showing signs of being a super heroine, then she might be…”  Before she came to the conclusion, she had a massive orgasm, which accompanied the last of her milk being sucked out.

            During her orgasm, she heard a few others orgasm as well, and while she couldn’t focus on much, she noticed that the pumps had released the girls, and their breasts were sagging to their waist.  She absent-mindedly glanced down at her own breasts, and wasn’t surprised to see them sagging as well.  What was worse was that since she had that orgasm, she would be useless even if she did have her power belt.   However, she was shocked out of her humiliation when she felt something wet splatter on her breasts.  It forced her to look up, only to have her vision clouded by something else splattering on her face.

            Anita looked in shock as the girls who had their breasts drained started getting some white goo splattered on their breasts and faces.  One of those girls had been Lydia, and if she remember Lydia’s alter-ego correctly, she would not be fighting crime until her sexual frustration got built up again.  However, she was amazed when each girl’s breasts firmed back up, causing them all to have another orgasm.  After that, Anita saw the goo on the faces appear to sink in, and a glazed over look in all their eyes.

            She watched as the brunette, who she heard the other girl call Sasha, say to the girls, “Ladies, you get your bras and tops on, and then head back out to the dance floor.  In a few minutes, you will all leave.  You will disregard all advances, and head straight home.  In the morning, you won’t remember a thing about tonight.”

            Once she saw Sasha was done, she was stunned to see all the girls get out of their chairs, and start walking out.  As they all walked by, she watched as they all got their tops on.  She then watched as Lydia started to walk by, apparently cupping her breasts in a way that made her wonder if they had swelled to an extra cup size.  She wanted to call her, in hoping to break the trance, but before she could, the last of her milk was sucked out, causing a massive orgasm to rock her body.

            As it happened, she was joined by other women, and she was with it enough to see the pumps release her breasts.  When they were free, she swore they looked the same as when that tit-sucker plant in the sewers had just finished feasting on her breasts.  She then noticed that one of the women had approached her.  She started to look up, saying, “You are going to pay for this humiliation when….”  The last words caught in her throat as the goo first hit her breasts, causing them to start firming up.  She almost continued her argument, but was further shocked when the goo hit her face, causing her mind to go blank.

            Summer tried to concentrate on keeping her cool, but the mixed pleasure and pain of the milking was making it difficult.  When she saw Lydia and the first set of girls get that ooze all over their faces and breasts, she was shocked.  Now, when it happened to Anita and a few more, she realized what it must be doing.  The shot that hit their breasts somehow acted as a restorative agent, as she watched all the breasts fill up to their former glory.  The shot to the face had to be a hypnotic agent, to make the women willing slaves.

            As the milking painfully increased, which she figured meant it was going in to final part of draining her breasts, she tried to stay strong, while trying to find out the real scheme.  “What are you going to do to all of us, make us walk into slavery?”

            She was stunned when the brunette, whose name she heard to be Sasha, walk up to her and slap her face.  “What a horrid thing to say.  If we did that, then how would we collect another ‘donation’ from all you ladies.  Just like our boss, we want you all to know the true joy your breasts are for.”

            When the woman stepped away, the milking machine started sucking our her milk faster, which burned her nipples so bad that she succumbed to the orgasm.  As she moaned, she almost heard Sasha say, “Now ladies, get dressed, and tease the boys a little before you leave.”  She then saw Sasha put a hand on Anita’s shoulder, and heard her say to her hypnotized friend, “Show a little nipple, I’m sure it will drive some wild before you all head home and sleep.”

            Just as her orgasm ended, she heard several of the other girl orgasm, but she didn’t focus on them.  She was now focused on her ruined breasts.  They were now a shadow of their former self, and no man would want her.  However, before she could truly lash out at her captors, Sasha shot some of that goo on her breasts.
            She felt them start to swell, and as the brunette now took aim to shoot the goo on to her face, Summer took a chance to ask.  “So that thing is going to hypnotize me now?”

            She was stunned when the brunette paused, and smiled.  “No, this is only the last ingredient in triggering the amnesia and restorative agents that were in the special drinks you had.  And if you were wondering, a special subsonic with subliminal messages is what made your breasts produce, and you come in here.”  To punctuate the last statement, Summer gasped as the goo was then shot at her face, and her mind started to get fuzzy.

            Jessica was in shock as the perverted scene continued to play out.  More of the women were freed from the milking machines, only to have some strange goo splattered all over their ruined breasts, and faces.  While it was hard to concentrate, due to the mixed pleasure and pain the milking was causing, she was amazed at how the goo restored their bust lines, and also how it hypnotized them.

            Part of her also wished that she hadn’t tried to stop those warehouse thieves not to long ago.  If she had known this back then, she wouldn’t have tried to stop them.  However, as she thought about that night, she remembered something else.  She had not remember the battle, but she did remember how sore her breasts had felt.  While the soreness had disappeared, due to her own rapid healing, she never thought that it might be linked to what was happening now.  While the crooks had said that she had defeated them, she was now questioning that.

            She watched as the last of latest group of hypnotized women left, and then tried to focus her attention on Sasha.  She had been the woman who had accompanied Mr. Klimstit to the warehouse that night, and she even remember the congratulations she had received from her.  Part of her wanted to say to her that Amazing Babe would catch them, but then she would be found out, and her life as she knew it would be over.

            She snapped out of those thoughts when she noticed that Sasha was looking right at her, or maybe just at her breasts.  It was also then that she noticed that the woman was doing something to the milking machine.  Before she could ask, she heard Sasha say, “Some of your friends were getting talkative and somehow we fell behind schedule.  Don’t worry, it will be done soon.”  When the woman looked up at her, Jessica noticed an odd look in her eyes, especially as the woman said softly, “In fact, it will be amazing.”

            Jessica quickly realized that the statement was directed at her, but just as she went to shout, she felt a massive orgasm go through her body as the milking machine stepped into a faster gear, and sucked the milk out of her breasts.  It burned, but it felts so good.

            It felt so good, she was saddened when the milking machine released her drained breasts, and she saw them sagging so low, her nipples were level with her navel.  For a brief moment, she was horrified, and then she saw the white goo splatter on her ruined breasts, and saw them start to firm up.  For a moment, she thought that the statement didn’t mean her identity, but that it was amazing how quick her breasts were firming back up.  However, that thought, as well as all others, left her mind when the white goo hit her face.

            Sasha stepped back when she had finished soaking the girl’s face in the special goo.  She smiled, because she remembered this girl.  She didn’t know who the girl was, since the images of the ID cards purposely blocked out their name, but she recognized the girl’s breasts.  They were the breasts of Amazing Babe, and just like the time in the warehouse, they yielded super powered milk.  She wasn’t the only super heroine that was in the club, but it was lucky they were there.

            Sasha then released all the girls, knowing the hypnotic effects of the drugs was already in effect.  “Ladies, I want you all to get your tops on, and dance out there, finding those friends of yours who didn’t leave.”  She then looked at the girl and smiled.  “And I want you to dance in such a way that you are thrusting your breasts out there for the guys to grab.”  She smiled when all the girl’s absentmindedly nodded, and then left the room, leaving only one girl left.

            She walked over to Tiffany’s side, who was watching with an amazed look in her eyes as she said, “She has had two orgasms since we realized she was a super heroine.  Do you have any idea which one she is?”  She glanced at Tiffany, and noticed the blonde now how her breasts out as well, and was rubbing her breasts.

            Sasha pulled out her breasts as well, and started rubbing hers as well.  They were getting to be over due for a milking.  However, the important milking was right in front of them.  It had to be a new super heroine, since they would be the only ones not affected by the gas at first.  She then glanced at the gauge, and was stunned.  “She is almost at the twenty-five gallon mark.  We need to keep tract of her.”

            She was amazed when Tiffany nodded and said, “I’m sure we will.  She hasn’t even cried in pain.  I think she may be Inner Circle material.”  Sasha nodded in agreement, and wondered about the possible positions for the girl.  She was almost lost in thought when she heard Tiffany say, “Do they normally yield this much?”

            Sasha looked at the glowing milk, and thought about it.  “Normally no, unless she has the Aphrodite gene.  Scarlett had said that those with that gene might suddenly exhibit super powers.”  She watched as Tiffany nodded, and then she turned her attention to the bound Asian girl.

            She pushed the release button, freeing the Asian girl’s breasts, and gently massaged the sagging orbs.  “Did you enjoy that?  Did you enjoy having the milk sucked out of those lovely orbs?”

            She watched as the girl moaned, but in that moan, she could tell the girl was fighting some inner battle.  Finally, the girl softly said, “Yes, I love it when Mr. Klimstit milks my tits.”  Inwardly, Sasha smiled, as she realized who the girl was.  She then pulled out the goo from the it’s canister, and got behind the girl.  She handed that canister to Tiffany, after putting some of the goo on her hand, and then started massaging the Asian’s breasts.

            As she did that, she heard the Asian moan, and then softly spoke to her, while Tiffany prepared to close up shop.  “I know who you are, and I know that Mr. Klimstit has a special spot in his company for you.  All you have to do is complete one special task.”

            As she felt the girl’s breasts firm up, the girl said between moans, “What is the task?”

            Sasha beckoned Tiffany over, knowing Tiffany would know what to do, and poured the remaining goo on the girl’s face.  As she did that, Sasha seductively said, “He will tell you when the time is right.  It will be a test of your loyalty.  He might make you his official company super heroine.”  She felt a shudder when she said that, and could tell it was a good shudder.

            When Tiffany was done, she let the girl go, who stood up and slowly walked away.  Before she got far, she saw the girl stop, put on her top, and look at them, with a blank look on her face.  She watched as Tiffany looked at the girl, and said, “Dance a bit, before joining your friends.  Make sure you shake your tits well, but don’t let anyone touch them.”

            After the girl nodded, and left, Sasha looked around the room, and said, “We need to get the ‘donations’ to the holding tank, as well as those special ‘donations‘.  I’m sure about one of them, and I think I know who that last girl was, but we need to check the other two.  Besides, I’m sure the boss’s meeting with Dragon Queen is over by now.”

            Tiffany pouted as she pushed the buttons that would merge the collected milk with the main storage tank.  While she didn’t mind this task, she wanted to see the whole milking of Dragon Queen, especially since the woman didn’t know it would be coming.  She then pushed the button, which opened a secret tunnel that lead to Mr. Klimstit’s building.  That was something she was glad for, since she didn’t want to put her bra or blouse back on.

            As they entered, and headed through the tunnel, she quietly gasped as the cool air in the tunnel kissed her nipples, making them harder than they already were.  As they walked, Tiffany massaged her breasts more, and said to Sasha, “I saw the plans the boss came up with.  It’s supposed to be able to pull twenty gallons from a woman, before her breasts soften.  Why wouldn’t he want more than one?”

            She sighed in relief as she felt her breasts really start to fill with milk, as they headed for the secret office, where this tunnel emptied into.  She almost didn‘t hear Sasha.  “You see, Mr. Klimstit is planning on a very special person for that machine.  He said that once he has her in that machine, he can move forward to turning the world into a breastopia.  However, until then, he has to keep his plans small, and still wake them up slowly.”

            Tiffany moaned at the thought of the ultimate goal, and was surprised when she heard Mr. Klimstit say, “You two arrived just in time.  Dragon Queen left a little while ago, a bit dazed and confused, but she showed how well the device worked.  She orgasmed a few times in it.  Now how did collections go?”

            Mr. Klimstit watched as both girls stood at attention, although Tiffany’s gaze was fixed on his glowing cock and balls.  Of the three of his Inner Circle, she had the hardest times focusing when her breasts were exposed.  He smiled then when Sasha replied.  “One hundred ‘donations‘, four from super heroines.”

            When he heard those words, he got up and walked over to Sasha, and started to run his fingers around her nipples.  As he did so, he felt her tremble a bit, which meant she was ready to make her own ‘donation‘.  However, before he would do that, he wanted to be sure if they had any idea of who the super heroines were.  Since they had opened the Delta City branch of the company, there had only been a few heroines that had ‘made a donation’ to the company.  “So which ladies had it been?”

            Soon, he noticed that Sasha’s nipples were being to seep, and she said, “I’m sure one of them was Amazing Babe.  I’ve watched the footage from ‘The Box’ enough times to know her tits.  Another one, whose powers became active on the spot, I believe was Azure Angel.”

            Mr. Klimstit stopped what he was doing, and took a step back, which caused a whimper from Sasha.  Hearing that the bumbling heroine, who was becoming a slight pain in the butt, now had superpowers was a bit hard to believe.  “Do we have confirmation on those suspicions?  You know I keep a record of all heroines who get milked.  Their milk includes DNA matches.”  He also kept a record for when their milk was used in one of his special products.  Most of those seemed to be best in certain products, only one super heroines milk was good for all his special products, and she had not made a donation in a long time.

            His thoughts were interrupted when a loud beep from his computer startled him.  He turned to see Tiffany bound over to it, her breasts bouncing with each step she took.  Part of him would have loved to have her breasts bouncing around his cock, but he knew that wasn’t Tiffany’s thing.  However, he was happy when a smiled crossed her face, and she leaned forward, letting her nipples almost touch his desk.  “We have confirmation.  One girl is unidentified, while the other three match up with GOT-Chic, Amazing Babe and Azure Angel.”

            He smiled when he heard that, and pushed a button on a remote.  Soon, two milking cones come out of the desk and snared Tiffany’s breasts.  He watched a pleasant shocked look cross her face, as she placed her hands on the desk to help support her as the milking started.  He then looked at Sasha, and spoke to both of them.  “You both did very well.  However, now with Azure Angel becoming a true super heroine, she might become a real problem.”

            He was pleasantly surprised when Sasha shook her head.  “No sir, she’s really into the milkings now.  I’m sure she’ll be ready to turn soon.  She didn’t even cry tonight.”  He nodded, and then motioned for Sasha to sit in one of the office chairs.  The second she did, he smiled as two milking cones came out and engulfed her breasts.

            He then got up, allowing Sasha to eye his cock, and lick her lips. “I trust you implanted in her mind that a test to see if she is loyal to me is coming.”  He watched as she nodded, hearing the milking machine doing it’s task.  “Very good.  We’ll have to get her name from her ID later, but now let’s get you ladies taken care of.”  He then stood back, and enjoyed the show, watching Sasha and Tiffany get milked, and also tried to figure out when would be the right time to test Azure’s budding loyalty.

 

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            As day broke all over Delta City, various women who had gone to Bounce the prior night woke to feeling a bit sore in their breasts.  The only thing they could contribute that to was dancing with out their bras, but they weren’t sure how long they were doing that.  Some of those girls had hooked up during the evening, but those guys somehow lost interest when all they wanted was attention paid to just their breasts.

            Other girls, while they couldn’t remember the evening, had other dilemma.  Lydia Wills had woken up, not remembering how she had gotten home, nor leaving the dance floor.  This was a very bad dilemma when she discovered a note from Brenda Wade. Brenda, who was also Ms. Americana, said in the note that she would have to go on patrol alone, since Ms. Americana was tracking down pirates.  When she put on her power belt, she didn’t feel any power boost, which told her she had an orgasm last night.  Without the power belt, she would be in trouble if captured, especially if they went after Dragon Queen.

            Summer Morgan faced a different dilemma.  She didn’t remember how she had gotten home, nor did she remember what had happened during the night after they all had started dancing.  It had been a blur.  She wasn’t sure even why her breasts were sore, and she didn’t want to ask her mother.  She wasn’t sure what her mother would think when she would mention that she had removed her bra to enjoy dancing better.

            Jessica Lockhart’s situation was different.  She had awoken with a yelp, when she had rolled onto her stomach, which put pressure onto her sore breasts.  While she couldn’t remember much after the dancing, she attributed the soreness to the dancing, but remembered a similar pain back when she caught those two burglars.  The only conclusion she could come to was that after leaving the club, she must have tried to stop another burglar.  However, she also couldn’t remember how successful she was, but since she was in her own bed, she must have been successful.

            Anita Jackson’s situation was similar, but she was more familiar with the pain in her breasts.   When she woke up, to a similar pain in her breasts, she knew what the pain was.  She sat up and rubbed her breasts, but she wasn’t sure what had happened.  While she couldn’t remember anything after the dancing, she was certain that what ever caused the pain wasn’t in the club.  She stopped rubbing her breasts, and spoke only to herself.  “I must have fought something after leaving the club, and it must have milked my tits real good.”

            The only girl who was certain what had happened was Yumi Wong, even though she couldn’t remember what had happened.  She had gotten out of bed, and was standing before a full length mirror.  While she stood there naked, her gaze was fixed on her ample bosom.  As she did, her fantasies, which she was sure had changed because of encounters with Mr. Klimstit, started playing out in her mind.  She shook her head, but looked in the mirror.  “One day, I’ll expose your evil milking perversion to the other heroines.”  However, her own fantasies started to taint her thinking, and unaware of that, she smiled imagining them begging her for help to stop Klimstit from milking them.  That part of her was even debating if she would help them.

 

The end?????