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.
Any
feedback may be sent to mrklimstit@lycos.com
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.”