Azure Angel, Esha The Thief, 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.

 

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To Rob Or To Reveal

 

                Azure Angel stood on a rooftop close to the Klimstit Corporation building.  It wasn’t the same one she used the first time she staked out the building.  She avoided using that building, mainly because Mr. Klimstit could see her from his office, and after her encounter with him a month ago, she didn’t want to be seen by him.  She did want to bring him down, but she also knew no one would believe her to help her.

                She knew the reasons none of the other heroines would help her.  First was her own history of being a bungler.  On her few attempts to help other superheroines to prove herself, she ended up making the situation worse.  It was only by luck that they got out of that danger.  The second, and more upsetting reason was the encounter with Mr. Klimstit.  He had captured her, exposed and exploited her breasts, and then released her.  During all that, she had found out he sold drugs to the slavers operating in Delta City, which ended up getting them captured by the superheroine they planned to capture.  If she had tried to tell that story to any of the superheroines, they would laugh at her.

                She did have a bit of hope two weeks ago.  She had arrived early one day, mainly because she had no classes at her college to attend, nor work at her internship.  When she had gotten there, she had seen another heroine entering the building.  She felt it was unwise, but she hoped for the best.  She had even recognized the heroine.  It had been Agent Kekko.  She had hoped that Agent Kekko had found out what Mr. Klimstit was doing, but later that day, she had captured a slaver at another building.  Azure Angel thought this was odd, since she never saw Agent Kekko leave Mr. Klimstit’s building.

                Now, judging by how dark it was getting, it was after business hours, and almost everyone had left.  She was aware that the three women she had seen on her first visit hadn’t left yet.  She wondered if they were making a large ‘donation’, as Mr. Klimstit called it.  As she thought about that ‘donation’, she unconsciously rubbed her breasts.  ‘Donation’ was Mr. Klimstit’s term for milking a woman’s breasts dry, a fate she suffered her last time there.  Of course, she had no proof of that, because Mr. Klimstit restored her breasts to their glory.

                She quickly forgot about all that when she saw a figure moving towards the building.  A second glance at that figure told her who it was.  She was seeing the buxom cat burglar, Esha The Thief.  As she saw the crook near the same entrance she snuck in the last time, she was torn.  Esha had a history of catching heroines off guard, and leaving them for a nasty fate.  Even though most heroines wouldn’t consider her a heroine, she felt that Esha should get caught by Mr. Klimstit.

                However, this was out weighed by the rumor that Esha The Thief was really supermodel Barbara Cummings.  If this was true, she didn’t want to see Esha get milked.  The simple fact was that Azure Angel’s secret identity was doing an internship through her college where Barbara was modeling with.  A milking would ruin her career, and Barbara always treated her with kindness and encouragement.

                There was another reason to assist Esha.  Right now, none of the superheroines would believe her about Mr. Klimstit’s evil.  Esha would be able to help her obtain the secrets, and Azure would look the other way when it came to anything else stolen.  Besides, she could warn Esha about some of Klimstit’s traps.

                She quickly made her way down to street level, and ran towards the building.  As she neared, she saw Esha sneak in the same way she had.  The timing was almost the same, except when she snuck in three women had left.  This time, she saw two women leaving, a blonde and brunette.  Azure Angel used her ninja skills to quickly close the distance, and get in the door before it fully closed.  She had good fortune on her side as she had gotten in.  However, she did wonder if the redhead was still in the building.

                As Azure Angel was wondering that, Esha the Thief was wondering if anyone was still in the building at all.  She hadn’t seen any signs of security guards, or any other security devices.  That could mean one of two things.  It meant that there was no security system, or it was so good even she couldn’t detect the cameras.  Of course, if a security guard was watching the cameras, they would be to busy watching her bikini clad body.  She found the leather bikini had a good distracting effect on anyone who tried to stop her.  The only ones not effected were usually heroines.

                As she continued through the hallway, she stayed on alert for anything that might be a trap.  Even though she couldn’t detect a security system, she knew that Klimstit Corporation was the most profitable pharmaceutical company in country.  Of course, that almost meant there might be good things to steal here.  When she heard what they expected to pay her for doing a commercial for one of their new products, she realized the rumors of their wealth were not idle rumors.

                She was approaching an open door when she heard a noise behind her.  She listened for a moment, and heard the sound of someone approaching from behind.  She inwardly smiled, but also cursed.  She had been sure she had seen the shape of a heroine on a rooftop, but she was ready.  She had something ready to knock out any heroine, and deep down, she hoped it was one particular heroine.

                She quickly entered the open door, and realized she had entered a break room.  She was stunned at what was in the room.  Each wall had two priceless paintings, as well as a plasma screen television.  There also appeared to be standing cabinets in the far corners, and they were just big enough for her to hide in.  That would be perfect if the heroine stepped into the room.  She quickly ran to one of the closets, and got into it.

                She left it open a crack, and looked out.  As she waited, she thought of the possible heroines it might be, and thought about what she would do to each, especially if it was Ms. Americana or Dynamic Damsel.   Each of them had given her a reason to want revenge.  The latter had given her a humiliating defeat after a fight in a barn.  This happened shortly after her start as a thief, before she moved to Delta City and started her modeling career.  The former had literally revealed her identity, after they all had a run in with The Geek.  Of course, when that happened, Ms. Americana had made people think that the world thought that she, Barbara Cummings, was actually Ms. Americana.  It wasn’t until afterwards that her identity as Esha was revealed.

                Esha was surprised when through the crack of the door, she saw a different heroine at the door.  Although she never had any encounters with her, she did look forward to this one.  She could tell who it was, noticing that the heroine was Asian in background, and obviously well endowed.  She also noticed the heroine wore a blue costume, basically a blue corset, bikini briefs, blue boots, and a blue mask.   Esha had no doubt that she was dealing with the bumbling heroine, Azure Angel.

                Azure Angel stood very cautiously in the door way.  She had hoped that by staying in the doorway, she would keep the room from moving.  Even though it looked like a break room, the room was exactly where the trap elevator was.  She also knew that Esha had ducked into the room, but couldn’t see the buxom burglar.  She wondered if Esha realized that she was following her.  If she did, that would mean that Esha might consider her a threat, and might even try to immobilize her.

                There was only one option.  She had to let Esha know that she wasn’t there to stop her.  She just hoped that no one was around.  She took a calming breath, and then spoke.  “Esha The Thief, I know you are in here.  However, I’m not here to stop you.  I came to warn you, and possibly assist you.  You aren’t aware of how much danger you are in here.  Mr. Klimstit has set up many traps just for buxom women.”

                She grimaced for a moment, as she forgot about the insidious gas in the air.  The primary function of the gas, as she found out her last time there, was to stimulate the natural function of breasts.  That meant her breasts were filling with milk, and increasing in size.  She was also sure it was happening to Esha as well.  “You may have noticed that your top is getting tight.  This is part of one of his traps.  The room you are in now is a trap as well.  Now I’m proposing that we work together.  If you help me find stuff to expose the truth about Mr. Klimstit, I won’t turn you in, and let you keep anything you steal.”

                She hoped Esha would respond favorably, but remained at alert.  If Esha didn’t accept the deal, there was a chance she would still try to capture her.  However, as long as she stayed in the doorway, it prolonged the trap room from lowering down to the maze.  However, as she stood there, she wondered why the door hadn’t closed immediately after Esha had entered.  She could only think of two reasons: this room wasn’t the trap room, or Mr. Klimstit knew she was in the building as well.

                She wouldn’t have long to think about it.  While she had been standing in the doorway, two figures were making their way towards the door.  They were Mr. Klimstit and the one member of his Inner Circle, Scarlett.  They had been just finishing a private meeting when they were tipped off about two intruders.  Mr. Klimstit appeared to be dressed for business, but his youthful, business-like appearance hid his perverted mind.  Scarlett, however, almost appeared business-like in her suit, and red hair in a professional looking hairstyle.  The only thing that betrayed that look was the fact her blouse was open, and her E cup breasts were out, firm and perfect, with erect nipples.  They had remained silent until now, as Mr. Klimstit finally spoke.  “So intruders were detected in the ‘break room’.”

                Scarlett nodded as they proceeded.  She wasn’t happy about their arrival, but at least one was expected.  “Yes sir.  As you expected, one is Esha The Thief, taking the bait you set for her.”  She knew the bait was simply by hiring the model, Barbara Cummings, for an ad for their one new product.  Mr. Klimstit had promised an almost six figure fee for it.  They had both heard rumors that the model was actually Esha the Thief, but they weren’t entirely sure about the rumors.  This little event seemed to confirm it.

                As they neared the door, Mr. Klimstit said, “Our other guest wasn’t entirely unexpected.  Ever since her first visit, Azure Angel has been watching the building every night.  It means we may have to set up discrete ‘donation’ collection areas.  However, for right now, we need to make sure we get both Esha and Azure in to the trap elevator.”  He then pointed towards an open doorway.  “Best look into the room ahead.”

                Azure Angel, who had been standing in the doorway, froze and looked back.  She had heard the approaching voices, and realized she had no place to go, but in the room.  Right now, a confrontation was not the best thing, especially knowing Esha was in the room, and she knew that Mr. Klimstit might have other traps ready at the push of a button.  The best case was to hide in the room, and hope for the best.  Since the door hadn’t closed all this time, maybe this wasn’t the secret elevator.

                She stepped inside the room, and pressed herself against the wall, hopefully staying out of sight of the door.  She held her breath for a moment, and listened.  Soon she heard a voice say, “No one seems to be in here, sir.”

                She waited to hear them move on, and then heard the voice of Mr. Klimstit.  “It does appear that way, but let’s just make sure.”  She then heard the door close, and latch.  She chanced a glance at the door, and noticed that there was a window in this door.  The last time she had encountered the secret elevator, the door didn’t have a window.  As she glanced at it, she hoped she was out of sight of the window, but those thoughts quickly left as she noticed the window appeared to be moving.  In that moment, she realized that the room was the secret elevator, and it had been set to wait for both her and Esha.

                Esha watched from her hiding spot.  She was a bit surprised as the scene played out.  This was due to a few facts.  First was that Azure Angel claimed she wasn’t trying to stop her.  She didn’t really believe it, but while Azure spoke, she was sure she heard the voice before.  After a moment, Esha realized where.  Azure Angel’s voice was that of the intern at the modeling agency.  She remembered the Asian woman, her name being Mitzi.  The girl reminded her of herself when she started in the modeling world.  However, when Azure ducked into the room, and then the door closed, she thought she might have to fight Azure.  However, when the door window moved, she realized that Azure was speaking the truth.  This was also confirmed when she realized her bikini top was getting way too tight.

                Esha decided now was the best time to step out.  Judging from Azure Angel’s words, she knew what to expect, so that, and being who Esha thought she was, meant not harming the heroine.  She left her hiding spot, and got close to the heroine by the door.  She crossed her arms underneath her breasts and said, “So you are proposing a truce of sorts, Azure Angel?”

                She watched as Azure spun around, and noticed how the heroines breasts seemed to be bulging out of her corset.  She also noticed a look of realization cross the masked heroines face.  “Yes, Esha.”  Something in Esha told her that Azure knew her identity, but wasn’t about to say anything.  Esha could respect that, unless it was another of the heroines in Delta City.  “This room is a trap.  Mr. Klimstit must have set up this room to lure you in, and he was aware that I was in the building as well, because he made sure it wouldn’t lower until we were both in here.”

                Esha looked around the room, and nodded.  All the expensive items in the room were a thief’s dream.  She never even considered that room had been set as bait, but how could he have been sure about her arrival.  She didn’t want to think about that, but asked one question she was sure Azure Angel could answer.  “So what exactly does he want with me?”

                Azure Angel looked over Esha The Thief as she looked around the room.  After she heard Esha’s voice, she realized that Esha really was Barbara Cummings.  She also realized that Esha knew who she was.  She also figured how Esha would react when she answered the question.   She took a deep breath, regretting it as she realized how tight her corset was getting, and answered.  “What he wants is the same thing he wants with all buxom women; he wants to milk your breasts dry.”

                She saw Esha turn to face her, and saw a horrified look on her face.  “You can’t be serious.  That is not possible at all.”  She also saw Esha look down at her chest, as if considering the idea, even thinking it’s impossible.

                Azure just nodded her head.  “I am serious.  He’s done it to me, and I’m sure he also did it to Agent Kekko.  This building has an insidious gas in the air, which stimulates milk production.  He also claims that it surpresses superpowers, but I can’t verify that.  All I can truly verify is that he is some sort of breast fiend.”

                She watched as Esha crossed her arms over her breasts.  She could also see a look of slight pain cross the thief’s face, realizing how much the gas was effecting her breasts.  “That might explain the redhead.  From where I was hiding, I saw her at the door, and she had her breasts out.  He must have been getting ready to milk her, but she seemed to be in league with him.”

                Azure nodded with Esha’s conclusion.  “I think he does have some employee’s who love his fetish.  But I’m sure he is also up to some sinister plot.  That’s what I want your help in not only finding out, but getting proof.  If we can get proof, then this whole place would be shut down, and all the women would be safe.”

                She watched as Esha nodded.  She then watched as Esha looked her in the eye and smiled.  “You know, if I didn’t realize who you were, I wouldn’t have agreed to this.  This may be the lucky break you need in the superheroine world.”  She nodded, and wondered if this did work out, if Esha would remain an ally or not.  She then realized that Esha motioned with her head to something behind her.  “Now, I think we are able to leave the room.  The door opened.”

                Azure spun around, and saw that Esha was right.  The door had opened, and she could see the white walls of the maze anteroom.  She started to head out of the room, and said, “Better be ready, Esha, because we won’t be keeping our tops for long now.”  She remembered the last time she had been in the ante room.  When she pushed the button the last time, her corset had been removed, leaving her breasts open to any torment.  This time, however, she wouldn’t be alone, and that worried her more.

                Esha walked into the ante room confidently.  She was one of the best cat burglars, regardless of her past set backs.  She was sure that Azure Angel would be wrong about her comment about losing her top.  Esha looked around the empty room, and took notice of the button on the opposite wall.  She then said to Azure, “What’s keeping us from returning to the previous room?”

                Before she could get an answer, she heard a door slam.  She turned around quick to see the door had closed, and the elevator was rising again.  She inwardly cursed for a moment, and then grimaced in pain.  She glanced down and saw that her bikini top was cutting into her breasts.  She was also hoping that Azure was wrong about what he had done to her.  She didn’t want anything to happen to her natural bustline that would ruin it.

                She then noticed that Azure Angel was staring at the button.  The way the button stuck out, Esha knew it was designed to be touched, which meant it was all part of the trap they were in.  Given that there was no other obvious choice, she walked over to the button, and placed her finger on it.  Before she pushed it, she looked at Azure.  “I take it this is the only way out of the room.”  She watched as Azure nodded, noting the sad look on her face.

                Esha pushed the button, and heard the sound of a hatch opening.  She looked at the wall, expecting to see some sort of door opening.  She was surprised when she looked up, and saw several mechanical hands descending on her and Azure.  Before she could even react, she felt hands grabbing her arms, and lifting her off the floor.  She saw Azure Angel get grabbed as well, and noticed the heroine was trying to kick at the arms.  She even tried it, until more hands descended.  Her struggles to get free were useless, especially when the other hands reached for her top.  “Don’t you dare touch that, you perverted machine.”  It was pointless to say anything, but she could do nothing else.

                Esha watched in horror as the hands expertly removed her bikini top, letting her breasts free.  The second it was off, she felt better, and she could see that her 39D breasts had grown in size, and felt heavier as well.  She dared a glance at Azure, and saw the Asian heroine’s corset get removed the same way, and her breasts looked bigger as well.

                Before she could say anything, her attention was drawn to a sound in front of her.  She saw the wall by the button open up, and the arms tossed them both into the doorway.  As they landed, she had been caught so off guard by what had happened, she never braced herself, and ended up flat on her chest.  A sound of pain escaped her lips as she felt pain in her breasts.  They had definitely become more sensitive since she had first entered the building.

                She quickly stood up, and froze when she saw an image on the wall in front of them.  It was a Caucasian male who looked in his mid-twenties, sitting in a chair.  That had to be Mr. Klimstit.  Standing behind the chair, was the redhead she had seen looking in the door.  She had to be around the same age as her, but she was obviously more endowed than she was.  However, unlike when she appeared at the door to the room, this time her blouse was buttoned just enough to allow her breasts to be covered.

                The shock of the moment was finally broken when Mr. Klimstit spoke.  “I see we have two trespassers willing to make ‘donations’ today.  I must admit then when I saw you entering the building, Esha, I didn’t expect you to be followed.  Your prowess as a thief is legendary, as is your bustline.”  She felt a shiver run through her body as Mr. Klimstit looked at her breasts.

                Azure Angel watched as Esha held firm in her stance, never trying to cover her breasts.  The famous thief was remaining confident, and it boosted her confidence as well.  She then heard Esha say, “You may have caught me off guard, but I will never be captured, nor will I make any ‘donations’.”

                She then noticed as Mr. Klimstit looked at her, yet still speaking to Esha.  “I take it that Azure Angel has already told you about ‘donations’ to my company.”  Azure then felt as if his attention was on her, especially her D cup breast, which had most likely swollen to a DD cup by now.  “I’m sure you are ready to make another ‘donation’.  I can tell your ample assets are more than ready right now.”

                Azure frowned at Klimstit’s last words.  “There is no way I’m going to fall victim to a pervert like you again.  I’m going to expose you for what you are.”  She stood the same was Esha was standing, to make herself feel confident.  Besides, she remembered from last time that trying to cover her breasts thrilled Klimstit to no end.

                She was stunned when the redhead spoke.  “I think part of you enjoyed making a ‘donation’, feeling your breasts do what they are meant to do.  Feeling the suction of the milking machine relieve the extra weight from your breasts.  In fact, I bet part of you is looking forward to it now, and if not, after you get further into the maze.”  Azure kept her mouth shut from protesting, but she didn’t want to give any hint that she did enjoy the milking a bit.

                It was then that Mr. Klimstit spoke again.  “You know, this might be interesting.  It’s been a while since there have been two buxom intruders in the maze.  Let’s see how well they do.  First one of you to get out gets a prize.  Esha, if you get out, I’ll let you have everything that was in the break room, which includes all those one of a kind paintings.  Azure Angel, if you manage to get out, I’ll give you all the info you need to expose me for who I am.  All either you need to do is find the button to open the exit, and reach it.”

                Esha the Thief’s eyes almost went wide at what Mr. Klimstit offered.  The paintings alone had to be work a couple of hundred thousand dollars.  However, she was sure there was a catch.  “What happens if we don’t make it through, or make it out together?”  She wasn’t about to let that happen, not with a prize on the line, but she couldn’t let Azure know that now.  Besides, deep down, she really didn’t want to betray the girl, mainly because she knew who she was.

                She watched as Mr. Klimstit just smiled.  “If you both make it through together, you get your freedom, and nothing else.  And if you end up in one of the inescapable traps in the maze, most likely, you’ll end up making a sizable ‘donation’.”  Esha didn’t let it show, but she wasn’t going to allow either of those fates to happen.  Making a ‘donation’ would ruin her career, both as a model, and as Esha.  She was lost in that thought when Mr. Klimstit’s image disappeared, saying, “Good luck, ladies.”

                Esha looked to her left, and saw two passages.  As she started for the first one, she felt Azure’s hand on her shoulder.  She glanced back at Azure as the heroine said, “That way leads to a milking machine.  It’s the same one I got caught in.  Our better bet is down the other passage.”  Esha felt thankful for that.  She did not want to be milked.  Part of that was linked to a recurring nightmare she had, being trapped on an alien planet, with sex crazed plants.  It always ended the same, with her stuck in a giant plant, her breasts sticking out, and being milked into huge sagging sacks.

                She took her mind off the nightmare as they walked down the other passage, following the twists and turns.  As they walked, Esha wondered how Azure had recovered from being milked, since the heroine hinted that it had happened.  As they started to pass a passage on their left, Esha decided now was the time to ask.  “So, how did you manage to recover from your milking?  Some sort of healing factor?”

                Azure Angel shook her head as they passed the passage on their left.  She was stunned that Esha was asking her about that, but to her, it meant that Esha was considering her an ally.  She thought about how Klimstit restored her breasts, and even the thought of it was humiliating.  Finally, she had a lie in mind to tell Esha.  “Apparently, he’s developed a lotion thaAAAHHHHH!”  She stopped just as a paddle sprang out of the floor and slapped her full, sensitive breasts.  The pain was like nothing she ever felt before.  She was thankful when the thing retracted back into the floor, but the pain it caused radiated through her breasts.

                Soon, she heard Esha scream in pain, and turned to see that the buxom burglar also got a paddle to her breasts.  When the paddle retracted, the thief rubbed her breasts.  “What the hell was that?”

                Azure quickly realized it had to be some sort of trap, but before she could answer, another paddle sprung up and struck her massive breasts.  “AAAAHHHH think it’s a trap.  These paddles keep springing up and striking our breasts.  Back to that side passage.”  She ran as fast as she could back to the passage, and turned into it.

                Behind her, she heard Esha saying, “You don’t need to tell meEEEEEEE twice.”  That last word was accompanied by the sound of a paddle striking two swollen orbs.  When Esha was around the corner, and with her, she saw the thief lean against the wall.  “First the threat of milking, and then traps to torment our tits.  Is he getting his jollys tormenting tits?”

                Azure winced as she heard the term.  She started to go deeper down the passage, cautiously in case of any more traps.  “I think he gets his jollys doing anything to breasts.  Calling them tits only intensifies what he does.  We just need to be careful for anymore traps.  I wouldn’t be surprised if the other traps torment us to make us beg to be milked.”  As Esha followed her, Azure noticed something odd, but wasn’t sure what.  She had an idea, because as she moved, she noticed her breasts didn’t jiggle like they did before.  In fact, it felt like that something solid was in her breasts.  She put her hand to her breasts, and was shocked at how cold they felt.  “I think we walked into another trap.  Do your breasts feel heavier, and colder, to you?

                She glanced back as Esha cupped her breasts.  She watched as the thief quickly pulled away her hand.  “They do feel heavier, and colder.  What the heck did that, some sort of ice beam?”

                Azure Angel slowed to a halt, but her body wouldn’t stop.  She felt like she was staggering forward still, and finally stopped on the other side of another side passage.  She had stepped through an intersection, and stepped into a dead end.  She turned around, and said, “I think he had a trap there to freeze breast milk.  It feels like I have an ice block in my breasts.”

                She watched as Esha also staggered forward, off balance by what ever the trap they walked through did, and was shocked to see Esha stop right before the dead end.  Esha had been stopped by a glass wall, and fear went through Azure Angel.  Before she could react, she heard several slots open up.  She turned, just as thin plastic things came launching out every hole.  She was even more surprised as the things circled her.  Part of her wanted to lash out, but the plastic moved too quick, and if quickly mummified her.  Then she heard what sounded like hair-dryers.  Soon, the plastic shrank all around her.  She had been turned into a mummy, in what had to be shrink wrap.

                From a special office in the secret lab, Mr. Klimstit smiled as he watched what happened to Azure Angel.  She had stumbled right into his shrink wrap trap, and soon would be going though a chute to be deposited in a special room.  In that room, she had to wait for him to arrive, with her breasts exposed, and her face as well.  She wouldn’t be able to speak, not with all the shrink wrap, but it gave him the chance to really have some fun with Azure Angel.

                He got up, and headed for the door to the room.  Before he left, he turned towards Scarlett, who was still watching Esha.  “Scarlett, if she falls into a trap, be ready to meet her.  Unless it’s the TRS.  If it’s that, head up to the maze, and make sure the protocols are followed.”

                As he headed out the door, and to the receiving room for the trap victims, he heard Scarlett say, “Azure will be nice and helpless for a few tit-fucks, sir.  But I don’t think she’ll enjoy it like I did.”  He smiled as he headed there, knowing Scarlett would be right.  Scarlett was the senior member of his inner circle, and had a special place in his schemes.  She was also a perfect companion to him, in many ways.  Some nights, she remained late just for making an extra ‘donation’ as well as a few tit-fucks.

                As he reached the room, he saw that Azure Angel had already arrived, mummified, with her breasts and face exposed.  He pushed a button on his watch, ending the illusion of pants, and showing his massive glowing hard-on to Azure.  He heard a muffled scream, but was glad the shrink wrap held.  “So nice of you to arrive, Azure, and ready to ‘donate’ as well as other things.”  He straddled her chest, and placed his cock between her breasts.  He pinched her nipples, and was pleased to see some milk dribble down, and lubricate his cock between her breasts.  He then held her breasts together, and started thrusting back and forth.  “However, before we get to the ‘donation’, let’s see how Esha is doing.”  He then pushed a button to display on the one wall, where Esha was.

                Esha was shocked, and relieved when she saw Azure Angel disappear down a trapdoor, mummified in shrink wrap.  She was shocked at the speed it all happened, as well as the thought of Azure Angel ending up being milked again.  She was also relieved, because now she didn’t have to double cross Azure Angel.  However, smacking into the glass did hurt her breasts a bit, especially as they felt full of ice.

                She quickly stepped away from the glass, and moved down the passage.  After a few turns, she reached a split in the path.  The path on the right appeared to have more choices, and she decided to go that way.  As she slowly moved down the path, she realized there was more bounce in her breasts again.  She also smiled, when she saw in a dead end on her right, a single glowing button.  She quickly ran into the dead end, and pushed it.

                The second she pushed the button, she heard the sound of a door unlocking.  Something told her it was south of her, and she left the dead end, and headed in the direction of the sound.  As she continued down the hall, she came to a stop at a point with a hallway on her left.  From that hallway, she could smell an almost intoxicating smell.  It took all her will power to resist it, and finally she moved passed it and around a corner.  She froze when that corner appeared to be a dead end.  She went to turn around, and was stunned to find a glass wall had come up.

                She turned around, and looked around the dead end again, knowing what was going to happen.  Some trap was going to milk her.  She froze when she heard a hatch open, and was stunned to see something descending from the ceiling.  She watched as what had to be some sort of gun lowered, but it appeared to be a giant cock and balls.  The balls, however, were see through, and full of some greenish liquid.  Before she could react, the gun looked like it pulsed, and the greenish liquid shot out, and landed right on her breasts.

                Esha gasped as the liquid felt like a cold slime, and it tingled.  When the thing finally stopped, she could see her breasts were covered.  The shock of the moment kept her from doing anything, but the shock ended when she heard a voice behind her saying, “So you had to find the TRS?  Do you know how much Mr. Klimstit wanted to get a ‘donation’ from you?”

                She turned around, and saw the redhead standing there.  She smirked, and then said, “Well he’s not getting it now.  My breasts are safe.”   “for right now,” she added mentally.  She watched as the redhead just shook her head from side to side.  “What do you mean by shaking your head like that?”

                The redhead just smirked at the thief.  “Simply put, you got coated by the TRS, or as the others call it, Tit Reducing Slime.  That little coating is guaranteed to reduce EE cups or smaller to AA cups in less than a few seconds.”

                Those words sent a panic through Esha.  She quickly tried to wipe away the slime, but the more she did, the less she had underneath the slime.  When it was all wiped away, she looked in horror as her ample assets were no more.  She was the ultimate flat chest.  Her modeling career was over.  She looked at the redhead and said, “You’ve ruined me.”  As she said it, she tried to surpress it, but she yawned.

                The redhead looked on, unfazed.  As Esha stared to lean on the side, the redhead smirked.  “No need to panic.  Your breasts will be back in the morning.  For right now, the sedative, and hypnotic agent in the TRS will make sure you are ready to head home.”  Esha gasped, unsure if she should believe the redhead or not.  However, she couldn’t fight off passing out, and soon she fell to the floor as darkness consumed her.

                Scarlett looked on as the famous thief passed out.  Once that happened, she pushed a button on a remote she carried, and the glass wall lowered.  She stepped into the dead end, and pushed another button, opening a special secret passage.  She then cleared her throat and spoke.  “Get up, Esha.”  She watched as the blonde thief did so, with a vacant look in her eyes.  Scarlett smiled and then issued her next commands, while handing the thief her temporarily useless top.  “You are going to head back to your home, and go to bed.  When you wake up, you will think all of this will have been a dream, no faces remembered, no people remembered.   The only thing you will recall from the dream will be that you ended up flat chested.  Understood.”  She watched as the thief nodded, took the top, and headed out through the passage.

                Scarlett started to head out, but stopped for a moment at the passage where the alluring odor came from.  She looked in at the plant there, and frowned.  Something about it was different.  She walked over and looked at it, glad that she had her blouse on, and examined the flower petals.  Before they had been smooth, but now the tips had sharp points on.  She walked away, heading for the passage she entered by, and pushed a button on her radio.  “Mr. Klimstit, Esha is on her way home.  As you might have seen, she encountered the TRS.”

                Mr. Klimstit had seen, and he wasn’t entirely happy with the outcome.  He had been looking forward to sampling Esha’s milk.  He glanced down at Azure Angel, who now had an angry look in her eyes.  He got up, taking his cock out from between her breasts, and stepped away from Azure.  He knew why she was upset.  “Just to let you know, Azure, the TRS is temporary.  When Esha awakes in the morning, her breasts will be back to normal.  A shame she didn’t get to experience the true purpose her breasts are for, like you are going experience, again.”

                He pushed a button, and two cones at the end of clear tubes started to lower from the ceiling.  As they lowered, he looked at Azure Angel and smiled.  “This is a high powered pump, since it has to suck all that milk up the tubes.  Obviously, after the shrink wrap trap, the donors can’t stand.  The bad thing is, it’s more painful than pleasurable.”  He then smiled as the cones covered Azure’s breasts.

                Azure Angel tried to struggle, even to move, but couldn’t, especially as the cones covered her breasts.  She was helpless, and about to suffer a fate she both hated, and secretly enjoyed.  However, Klimstit’s words worried her.  Even before the cones fully covered her breasts, she felt the suction, pulling her nipples right into tubes the cones were attached to.  It did feel nice, but at the same time, it hurt.  She also felt how heavy her breasts had gotten, which meant they had to be almost bursting with milk.

                She tried to scream when the burning sensation started, but due to the shrink wrap, she couldn’t truly do that.  Then the sensation increased as milk literally gushed out her nipples.  Any pleasure that had been there gave way to the pain.  She closed her eyes, hoping it would hurt less if she didn’t see it.  It didn’t, and she thought to herself, “The fiend is doing it again.  He’s ruining my breasts again.  They are going to be sore for a week.”

                She opened her eyes as the torment continued.  She knew the gas in the building was what made this torment possible, and started to wonder if there was a way to counter the insidious gas.  She also wondered if Klimstit had a weakness.  She tried to glance at him, but all the shrink wrap literally limited her movements.  She did remember that last time, he literally trapped her, and only interacted with her when he had her helpless.  Maybe, in a physical battle, he didn’t have the strength, or even super powers, although his cum seemed to have powers.

                She lost her train of thought when the burning sensation intensified, and then stopped.  She glanced at the tubes to see the last of the milk go up them, and then the cones released her breasts.  She let out a distressed moan when she saw her breasts were now sagging sacks.  She then felt a hand touching them, and was stunned to see the redhead holding her one breast.  The redhead just smiled at her and said, “Aren’t you glad you made a ‘donation’?  Mind you, your breasts look like one person’s breasts I once knew after they made a ‘donation’.”

                She was stunned when Klimstit came up behind the redhead, and cupped her breasts from behind.  “Remembering when you joined the inner circle?”  She watched as the redhead nodded, as if in an erotic trance.  She then watched as Klimstit let go of the redhead, and looked at her.  “Look at that, Azure, you’ve made another nice ‘donation’.  And I think you know what’s next.”  She watched as Klimstit positioned himself so his glowing cock pointed at her ruined breasts.  She then saw Klimstit look at the redhead, saying, “Scarlett, be a dear and make sure Azure can speak.”

                She watched as Scarlett walked over to her chin, and placed a finger right on the shrink wrap.  She wasn’t sure what she was doing, but soon, she felt the wrap give way, and she could talk.  She knew what Klimstit was about to do, and was sure he wouldn’t get away with it this time.  “You made a mistake this time.  I’ll find Esha and tell her what you did, no matter if you restore my breasts with your cum or not.”  She gasped as with her last words, Klimstit shot a load of glowing cum all over her breasts.  It actually felt good after the burning pain from this milking.

                She started to breathe heavily as her breasts firmed back up.  It felt so good, almost erotic.  Her breathing intensified, and she knew what was coming.  After the extreme pain, feeling her breasts firm up after being soaked in cum was orgasmic.  She even moaned loudly as an orgasm rocked her body, especially as she felt her breasts restored to their original size.

                Before she could fully catch her breath from the orgasm, she felt something hard enter her mouth.  Her eyes went wide as she realized it was Klimstit’s glowing cock.  She looked at Klimstit angrily, but heard him say, “Now, now.  You didn’t think this was like last time.  This time, you’re getting the Hypnocum treatment.  This will all be a dream to you.”

                Azure Angel wanted to bite down on Klimstit’s cock, but a sudden wave of pleasure came over her.  She could tell what was happening to cause it.  Someone was expertly playing with her nipples.  She started to relax and moan with what was happening.  Before long, she felt Klimstit’s cock pulse, and surge, as cum entered her mouth.  Due to what had to be Scarlett’s attention, she involuntarily swallowed the cum down.  As she did so, her senses started to cloud, and she felt tired.  Soon she forgot about what was in her mouth, and everything faded to black.

                Mr. Klimstit popped his cock out of the now hypnotized Azure Angel’s mouth, and smiled.  He motioned to Scarlett to remove the wrappings, and watched as she did so.  When the heroine was free of her bonds, he just said, “Get up, Azure Angel.”  He watched as she got up, and stood there, a vacant look in her eyes.  He then handed her her corset.  “You will put this on, and head home.”  He opened another secret passage as he said that.  “When you get there, you will go to bed.  When you wake up, this will all have been a dream, every part of it.  You won’t remember me, Scarlett, or Esha’s face in the dream.”

                The heroine blankly nodded, and did as she was told.  As she left, he heard Scarlett come up behind him, and her tone was all business.  “Sir, I think there is something wrong with the plants in the maze.  I think they have entered their terminal reproductive phase.  It’s possible that we haven’t had enough intruders in the maze to feed them.”

                He frowned at that.  When they successfully milked a heroine, her milk usually came out a hundred times more powerful.  He turned to look at Scarlett, not surprised to see that even though she talked businesslike, she had undone her blouse, but still had her bra on.  “Any suggestions on their replacements after we burn them?”

                She nodded, while placing her hands on the front clasp of her bra.  “There is the legend of a temple to one fertility goddess.  Something in the legends say about a trap to make unworthy females over blessed as punishment.”  He smiled at the thought, as Scarlett undid the clasp, letting her E cup breasts out.  “I take it you have someone in mind to check it out.”

                He nodded.  “Yes, I think if things go right, we might encounter Sara Kraft at the upcoming museum function.  If that’s the case, we’ll use her to find it, test it, as well as collect a ‘donation’.”  He smiled, thinking of what might happen then, but decided not to try and predict things.  He brought his mind back to the moment, as Scarlett was playing with her nipples.  “Now, did you want to make another ‘donation’, to make up for Esha’s?”  When she nodded, he walked with her to a regular ‘donation’ room, a bit happy about how things played out.  He then wondered what would happen to both of his buxom intruders in the morning.

 

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                Barbara Cummings awoke with a start, clutching the blanket to her chest in bed.  She didn’t remember going to bed, but the nightmare she had just had was worse than her usual one.  This one involved her being captured as her alter-ego, Esha the Thief, and being subject to a mutated plant.  Something from the plant had literally dissolved her breasts.  It was when her breasts melted off that she had woken.

                She pulled the blanket away, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her breasts were still there.  It had just been a nightmare.  Nothing had really reduced her to a flat chest.  She then glance at her alarm clock, and gasped.  She was late.  She must have overslept from her nightly activities, not that she could remember them.

                She quickly got out of bed and ran to get ready.  She took a quick shower, lingering when it came to her breasts, and then got dressed.  She picked up her cell phone, and dialed the modeling agency.  She was thankful when a familiar voice answered the phone.  “How can I direct your call?”

                Barbara smiled when she recognized the intern’s voice.  “Mitzi, I thought you were in classes today.  I need you to remind me where the photo shoot is for today.”  Mitzi was a good intern, and she admired the girl.  The girl wasn’t that important in her family, just like Barbara had been years ago, and the girl did have a model’s body.

                She heard papers shuffle on the other end, and then heard Mitzi reply.  “You have a photoshoot for Klimstit Corporation today.”  Barbara detected a pause in Mitzi’s voice, like she was going to say more.

                Barbara knew she was late, and quickly said, “Thanks Mitzi.  I need to get there fast.”  She quickly hung up her cell, and ran out the door and to her car.  She had been looking forward to helping with one of their pharmaceutical campaigns.  Besides, she’d make so much on this photoshoot that she might not have to do a photo shoot for months.

                Back at the modeling agency, Mitzi hung up the phone, and looked down at the sheet.  She had remembered going to check out the company last night in her alter ego, Azure Angel, but nothing happened, and she was sure that wasn’t the case.  In fact, part of her could have sworn she had run into Barbara last night as well.  She then thought about what Klimstit did to her a month ago, and wondered if he did something to her last night.  She looked at the sheet one last time, and thought to herself, “I will bring you to justice one day, Mr. Klimstit.  I swear to it.”