I have to admit that I was stoked when Mr. X swung open the gate and said it would be okay to use his brand new creation; BREAST WOMAN, in some stories. A new site, new characters, I wondered if he would continue to be as insanely generous as he has in the past, but the guy is the Buddha of super heroine porn! Ah the sound of one hand fapping. Anyway with permission slip firmly in hand and feet never touching the ground off I go on my first BREAST WOMAN story. I have to admit, though I am very excited by the possibilities of this new character, (all I have ever asked of a woman is that she have two huge hooters and a star to ride her by!) I am also rather leery as there is no character stat sheet up yet and I really have little to go by as to her background story or even her persona or powers or weakness just an introduction comic at Danger Babe Central that is still on-going as I write this story. I am bound to get so many things wrong here so I apologize in advance of that. But let’s have some fun anyway and we will just adopt a sort of road trip rule of; ‘whatever happens to the breasts, stays on the breasts.’

That said I decided to go with a sort of Barberella (the comic not the movie)/Space Ghost/Herciloids/Johnny Quest feel here. Say, that said (again) why is there no Mr. X cartoon on Adult Swim?! I mean have you ever watched Archer?! You telling me you can have a non-stop cussing, drinking, drug using, blood everywhere, murdering, everybody fucking everybody, secret agent cartoon and you can’t have a huge titted super heroine in skimpy outfits jiggling across the screen?! Come on people rise up, er, well that is not what I meant but okay forget it. But I still hope to see some kind of Mr. X Ms. Americana cartoon someday as that would be hilarious! And might make up for everything Hollywood has done in the name of political correctness over the years to the super heroines of comics and their still 85%  fan base of males over the age of twenty-one. I mean, seriously Anne Hathaway as catwoman?! Why? Was Martha Stewart too busy? What’s next? Hillary Clinton as Wonder Woman? Oh man I got to lie down with an ice pack full of Aftershock for my spinning head. Rook.

 

“F-TOING!”

The sleek long bulbous nosed chrome and glass Space Racer class cruiser slipped gracefully in an arc straight into the asteroid field and in several rapid maneuvers vanished from sight. A lone black figure swooped to an abrupt stop just outside the ominous ocean of jagged rocks and static electricity crackled around it as it raised up its wrist to its shimmering head and its mandibles snapped in the vacuum of space as it spoke.

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“Our agent has tracked Breast Woman to her once secret lair. Her base has been confirmed to be somewhere here, in the Delta Pi sector” the slimy green tonnage of gloop waved a fat short tentacle to a section of the glass map that hovered beside him as the others in the dark humming room seated in shadow around a low glowing table inched forward slightly in study. “Unfortunately it is most impregnable to our attack ships. The asteroid field is the remains of no less than two perhaps three large class ‘A’ planets torn apart on one side of the galaxy by a small black hole and on the other side by a white dwarf star. The navigation skill to enter the dense rock field is simply beyond our best pilot’s ability and due to the two gravity wells there is only one line of horizon a ship can use to make its approach without being torn asunder. Which we can be safe in assuming is closely monitored by Breast Woman and her defense perimeter devices. In short having found her, we can still not actually get at her. Her base is secure against any hostile threat.” The green glutinous creature fiddled with its voice box translator and made its slow slithering way to its slimy seat at the table.

“Still we have tracked the lass to her den and now know her whereabouts when she is not out on patrol. This is surely something, yesss.” The voice hissed out of the darkness of one of chairs and tapped scaly black talons fingers on its arm rest half lost in thought.

“True, Sinister Slither. It most useful information and must be collated thoroughly.” The mechanical voice buzzed and clattered from the hulking metallic glinting shadow of its seated niche.

“The information is useless unless acted upon immediately, Masterbot. We should attack while surprise is still on our side!” The high pitched wailing voice was punctuated by two ghostly boney fists wreathed in torn flowing tattered shroud like robe sleeves that impacted without sound upon the arm rests.

“Let’s not be foolish Wraith! If we pooled all our attack craft and all our troops in a direct assault upon this fortress we would lose over half of them to the asteroid field and those two gravity wells in mere minutes. And besides if we could have simply beaten Breast Woman with a direct attack by our forces we would have done so while she was out on patrol. No I am loath to admit it but that lone woman is somehow more than a match for our mighty powers, even when combined!” A massive purple and green fist gripped its arm rest tightly.

“Well said Lord Krangore. This requires stealth and subterfuge well beyond the Wraith’s up the gut hot headed touch.” The small creature who spoke raised its dog leg up to scratch it’s small almost hairless dark brown/black head and scratched it with huge black claws which in turn pulled its large bulging eyes this way and that. “Which is why our host here, Gluton glorious leader of the Glutoids has enlisted my services.” The small creature stopped to sniff its own crotch and then licked its self with a large black gray slimy tongue.

“Ugh! I do not trust Vile and his creatures. He is nothing but a third rate smuggler of illegal insemiod plants and pregger creatures. A back stabbing filthy wretch with a rap sheet long enough to wrap the entire mummy denizens of the desert world of Edost in. And his table manners are simply disgusting!” A wooden tendril wrapped around its arm rest and tightened.

“Now, now Papa Wood, we followed your plan last time and look where it got us. Half our secret council is still in the intergalactic prison world of Shut. We must try some kind of trickery here that hinges on our adversary’s known weakness. And who better than that than Vile who has subdued her in the past and sold her breast milk on the black market by the gallons!’ Gluton waved his lone short green semi-transparent tentacle in the air dropping small gloops of green jelly on the table top.

“He peed on my leg!” Papa Wood screeched and lashed out a wooden limb at Vile who broke off from licking his own genitals and jumped back to land upon the back rest of his chair.

“Oh give me a break you are a tree! I am somehow the bad guy in this?” Vile snarled.

“I am sure it was an accident and several hours in the past,” Gluton interjected and waved his small green tentacle for silence and calm inadvertently splattering most of the gathered host around the table in the process in a rain of thick green jelly. “Peace, peace, my brothers let us remember who our enemy is here. We have joined in this most infernal league for the sole purpose of besting BREAST WOMAN, the bane to us all. Now, Vile let us hear of your plan.”

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In her large spacious secret base upon one of the larger asteroids in the swarming asteroid ocean of Delta Pi, Breast Woman wriggled and shook under the powerful attack of the massive robot. The machine had a large cylinder body housing one large unblinking eye with a multitude of powerful metal tentacles whipping out around it and it had the mighty Breast Woman helpless in its merciless grasp. The intense struggle had obviously been going on for several hours and the nearly exhausted sweating shivering super heroine of galactic justice moaned loudly despite the large tentacle being forced in and out of her mouth and down her throat. Milker tentacles were pumping furiously at her huge shuddering udders and both her pussy and anus were being drilled at blinding speeds by two massive blurs of well lubed pulsing metal shafts. Breast Woman’s eyes rolled back into her lowering fluttering eye lids as she continued to struggle helplessly in the mighty metal monsters grasp. Her arms flexed and pulled and shook but could not wrestle free of the constraints of the monster as over spilling warm milk from her mighty flushed breasts spilled out under the massive powerful suckling of the machine and splattered thickly upon her heaving body. Her lower body pumped savagely against the attack of the machine and nearly buckled it backwards as it kept her lifted up off the ground by coils around her waist and ankles and arms.

Powerful massive orgasms rippled through the mighty mam super heroine and after each exponential increasing space of dazed aftermath helplessness the woman renewed her struggles with seemingly increasing strength and energy. If it were not for the machine steadily siphoning off her breast milk she would have easily matched its brute force with her building orgasm gained strength. But as long as those pumps continued to drain her precious power giving milk she could not seem to quiet match the machines ridged iron power. But she knew that as a machine it had a set limit. It was a construct and it could only be as strong as steel and fuel could make it. She on the other hand was a superior woman and with each building soring orgasm her body after the initial spinning head dizziness and helpless rapture she came back with an increase in her vitality and raw power! It was only a matter of time before the machine raping her would by that very rape bring her to a point of strength where she would be able to beat it easily! It was the crucial mistake that all her enemies made. For Breast Woman unlike all other Aphrodite gene super heroines in the universe, grew exponentially stronger with each forced orgasm rather than weaker!

The only problem was that the dazed helpless weakened state after each climax lasted longer and longer after each successive orgasm and so it was like trying to out race an arrow in a Zeno paradox. She became increasingly more powerful after each orgasm but it took longer and longer for that power to build back up after each orgasm and the time she was severely weakened right after an orgasm lengthen with each forced climax. It was like trying to out race her own shadow and while she would indeed reach a point where she could beat the mechanical robot muscle to piston it might stretch into days to get there! It was the incredible power of her breast milk which would normally shorten the recovery time of both her weakened state and her increased power returning. The Aphrodite gene laced cells housed in her mighty breasts could turn this fight of hours into minutes if she weren’t being milked into submission! Her orgasms would have lead like the shifting of gears into her easily overtaking this brute machine and snapping its mechanical housing like a brittle desiccated twig. But with her source of power being sucked out of her in steady hot streams it was near impossible for her to out muscle this beast!

Still there was one other secret about Breast Woman that her foes did not know, and that was her gene laced cells produced more and more milk the more they were drained swelling her breasts to fuller rounder increased sizes just like other Aphrodite women but in her case her ability to produce milk in greater and greater quantities increased as well!  Even now her shriveled dugs began to swell and plump filling with rich thick powerful milk faster than the machine could milk them dry! It was the tipping point in the battle she had been waiting for and she struggled against a building orgasm to make use of it now!

With her mighty breasts now swelling faster than the choking machine could drain them she used this damn of power to begin to pull her hands in toward her massive spurting breasts. Breast Woman’s well known main power was a massive powerful energy beam that could erupt from her breasts. But to trigger it each massive mam had to be pressed tightly together. With her wrists still clamped in the sweat oiled steel tentacle grasp of the machine, and racing teeth clenched against the pumping tentacle sodomizing her mouth and throat, before the building massive orgasm that was threating to blast all her concentration and powers into hurricane blown pieces, the super heroine groaned and with every ounce of her strength pressed her hands deep into the soft pillows of the sides of her enormous breast forcing the might suckled teats to press together and with a seconds focused thought a bright searing beam of power shot out from between her glowing nipples and the milking tentacles as well as part of the machines cylinder housing was blasted into shrapnel.

With the machine no longer draining the elixir of her breasts from her it was merely a matter of moments before she had the mechanical device shattered into pieces and herself gasping and shuddering but free!

“BREAST WOMAN! BREAST WOMAN! THIS AN EMERGANCY DELTA PI OVER RIDE! CAN YOU HEAR ME! BREAST WOMAN!”

A large silver screen descended down from the high ceiling in the center of Breast Woman’s bed room and the super champion staggered forward to meet it. [Emergency incoming transmission from Commander Boom of Intergalactic Patrol.] Breast Woman nodded at the screens female soothing voice and spoke, “play it.”

“Breast Woman this is Commander Boom of Intergalactic Patrol and we have just intercepted a radio transmission from the Star Ship Oden Fire. They seem to have crashed landed on the planetoid G-5! We are already in route to Serest-4 on an emergency medical mission and cannot deviate to help them! Can you render assistance?” the screen had made a drip into a pool ripple image and slowly the close-up scar face of the no-nonsense Commander came into focus. The sound was not lip-synching well with the image and there was some overlap, but the commander widened his eyes and then coughed as he obviously got a visual image of Breast Woman back on his own view screen.

The intergalactic super heroine was standing stark naked in the center of her bed room with the still shuddering smoking body of the robot lying across her large oval bed behind her. Her nipples, which always glowed just before and after shooting a breast ray beam attack, were still glowing now and spurts of convulsing milk still erratically squirted from them landing several feet upon the floor before her. The blonde woman placed a finger upon her chin in thought and seemed to remain oblivious of the severed large thick steel tendril that still rapidly twitched and pumped away in her in a frenzied sparking smoking blur, dangling from her pussy as her full round ass slightly humped the air and her thigh muscles twitched and danced in time to its fevered pace. “If I am correct, G-5 is crawling with Kreeptoids!”

“Ah, ekhem, yes, yes I believe that is correct.” The commander coughed into his fist as several wide eyed open mouth faces of young officers slowly appeared over his shoulder staring down out of the screen.

“Sounds very dangerous… for them! Of course I will leave immediately and assist them in any way I can. Consider the rescue mission already a success! Breast Woman out!”  The silver screen went blank even as the faces of the men seemed ready to protest and the screen slid silently up into the girders of the high ceiling. “It is very wise of them to call in a superior woman for this mission as I seriously doubt the well-meaning but male incompetent Intergalactic Patrol has what it takes for a mission of such a dangerous caliber.” Breast Woman looked over her shoulder at the sparking smoking hulk of destroyed metal lying across her massive round bed and smirked as she glanced down and cupped her firm full udders. “Hmmm, that exercise with the test bot was most satisfactory. My breasts will no doubt be almost a full cup size larger and thus stronger after that work out! Still I am not satisfied with the refectory time of my powers. I can’t seem to readily overcome that orgasm to power ratio unless my breast milk is fully intact. As long as I am being milked I will never really be able to use my orgasm increased powers in face of my recovery time against all my powers being temporarily dispersed by the aftermath of the orgasm itself and the lengthy re-building of those powers satisfactory. This single weakness renders my willingness to subject myself to any and all forced rapes so as to secretly trigger my increase in powers a somewhat pyritic tactic. I can only successfully use the orgasm building powers if my breasts are not being milked so that my intact Aphrodite gene laced breast cells can offset the time it takes me to recover from the orgasm which first strips me of all powers and strength before rebuilding them back at even great and greater levels with each climax. Without the increased physical powers of my orgasm fueled body though all I have are just my breast blast powers! I am nothing more than a sexy hottie with no extra strength or agility. In short, I am left with only my breast blast powers and flight ability granted by my Aphrodite gene cells in my breasts. But if I want to unlock my great strength and great agility, then I must be subjected to forced climaxes which unlock these powers. If my breasts are not stripped of their precious milk then my Aphrodite gene cells counter balance the down time it takes for me to recover from the triggered orgasm that momentarily renders me dazed and weak, by severely shorting that time period of recovery as well as accenting the amount of new released strength I receive. Not all creatures are susceptible to my breast force blasts and the increased strength is necessary to defeat them. But to be honest it is seldom I can allow myself to be raped into orgasm and not expect to be milked in the process as well! This is an aspect that I cannot readily overcome; somehow I will have to figure out a way to trigger my forced orgasm powers without subjecting the potential loss of my breast powers which makes the increased powers readily useful to me at all! Most importantly I must keep this a secret! Every super villain I meet races to my famous delicious snapper snatch! If they found out that with each thrust of their penises they were secretly unleashing my super strength and agility powers which lie dormant and separate of my breast power attacks, then they would avoid that and I would lose half my arsenal! Hmmm, it is a complex problem and one I will still have to work on no matter how many test bots I have to go through!” Breast Woman walked out of her bed room the large tentacle furiously vibrating in her pussy suddenly stiffing and falling out clanging inert and spent upon the floor behind her.

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“Breast Woman to Oden Fire, come in over! Hmm, no response, not surprising according to the vapor trail I am following, the Star Ship crashed on the planetoid over 16 hours ago. No telling what a pack of Kreeptoids could have done to an unwary crew or any passengers in such an amount of time. I had better leave my Space Racer ‘Décolletage’ in low orbit tied synchronized to me and fly down using my breast power flight ability. My breast powers do extend to me invulnerability against the vacuum of space and its harsh temperature extremes.” Breast Women exited the slim craft and flew down to the rocky surface of the small planet.

“The trail breaks up in the atmosphere and I can’t seem to locate any large bodies of recent wreckage.”  Breast Woman touched her tiara which kept her in contact with her ships automatic controls. “Hmmm, seems the entire planetoid is riddled with wrecks of space crafts. Curious as I saw not great obstacles to navigation in the immediate area in my approach?”

“According to Décolletage scanners there are rifts in the planetoids surface filled with vegetation. It might be that having crashed upon this barren red rocky desert surface that the survivors made way to these valleys out of instinct. Life seeking life. If so that may have been a very tragic mistake! I had better check the closet rift and see what I can find. Hmm, better leg it. Flying consumes up my Aphrodite gene laced breast milk at an alarming rate, I can already feel my breasts tingling as the Aphrodite gene cells rush to replenish my milk to fuel my powers. That and the constant drain of my breast powers protecting me from any poisons or toxins or lack of appropriate oxygen or nitrogen in the air must be remembered and noted. After all no telling how many Kreeptoids now dwell on this planetoid. I had better ration my milk and power usage I may need every drop!”

Breast Woman made her way across the rocky uneven surface of the red desert planetoid toward the nearest rift which radiated with an almost green glow as it ran in irregular green bands across the lifeless surface. She noted the reduced gravity of the small world and breathed a wordless thanks as it lessened the bounce of her enormous breasts and the constant strain that placed upon her shoulders and back and the equal challenge it put upon her normal humane agility as her titanic jugs wobbled this way and that pulling her lithe young thin body against her will in their cantilevered shocks and jars. The young blonde was very proud of her mighty chest and the powers it contained. She had saved countless worlds with her bust blasts and she had smiled widely at the statues and whispers of awe that arose in her passing. But let’s face it lugging around tits almost twice the size of your own head on such a thin frame as hers was an aching constant struggle! Ugh!

She reached the ragged edge of the green band of vegetation that ran in the valley below her and touched her tiara ordering Décolletage to make a more detailed scan of the area immediately before her. The ship quickly hummed the information in a steady physic stream into her brain and the young woman frowned. The ship was one of the most advanced in the universe. Crafted by her own skillful hands and brilliant mind. But it was still only a machine and it could not interpret information, only relate to her in the raw as data it collected as it tried to broadly collate rapidly the most useful details of her surrounding to her in her immediate moment. As such it was information that this time was not being very helpful at all.

“Hmmm, seems that mist rising from the valley is not only supplying the planetoid with its atmosphere but is laced with so many odd and unusual chemical and metallic compounds that it is hampering the Décolletage scanners. I will just have to go in blind as it were and see what is down there myself!”

The Cosmic Crusader lowered herself over the lip of the steep side of the valley and descended down into the odd mix of blue and green plants that clung to the sides of the sharp red rock walls of the canyon side.

As she descended the grade of the floor beneath her leveled rapidly out into an almost imperceptible bowl and the thickness of the unusual plant life increased in rapid sporadic abundance until the brainy busty blonde battler found herself forced to step around larger and larger clumps of odd shaped flora. “The prickly nature of these plants bark would suggest an evolved defense against herbivores. Yet other than a few small insects flying about I have seen nothing of the fauna to suggest any such creatures.”

It was vital that Breast Woman leave her large breasts completely uncovered including leaving her areolas and nipples entirely exposed at all times. To cover or encase her breasts or nipples left her utterly powerless! So she walked through life topless at all times. This great secret was still unknown to her enemies and the general public who simply assumed that she showed up for battle on her missions with her breasts uncovered the same way a warrior would show up with his sword unsheathed and crouched for combat at a moment’s notice. Many of her foes had foolish sought to bind her arms and hands just as they foolishly sought to rape her, when if they had known better they would have left her average strength woman’s arms free and strangled her breasts into halters and left her pussy untouched there by deigning her the prompt to her secret hidden great strength and increased agility. But they were men and thus fools and she had little worry that they would suddenly cease to always behave as they always did and thus always unwittingly giving her the means to defeat them.

In fact her one great fear was that she would run across a creature or plant that would cover her breasts and not rape her pussy and thus strip her of her powers whether through clever impulse or unwitting accident and leave her helpless with little hope of escape. But in the years of her service to the galaxy she had never run into such a situation and her fear thus had shrunk and become buried under her bold brass over confidence. She moved with the assurance of one who could step into any trap or walk into any situation and bowl her way out with either her breast blasts or if captured her captors unwitting triggering of her great strength through the victors natural tendency to enjoy its spoils! As long as she always faced horny men and monsters she would ultimately always emerge the victor in the finial battle! And with her Aphrodite gene cells pumping out aphoristic pheromones like some cloud of invisible intoxicating perfume there was little doubt that all the men or monsters she met wither villain or high ranking dignitary was always almost instantly rendered a bedazzled horny sex crazed pant tenting subject of her allure and charms and wiles.

The power of her tits was not to be underestimated and yet foolishly always was to her and the universes mutual benefit. She took no pay for her heroics though she sometimes had to sell her own highly sought after breast milk on the black market always through several layers of associates so as to hide this shameful fact from the rest of the populace. But hand crafted space ships and secret bases weren’t cheap and a girl had to do what a girl had to do!

Breast Woman found herself now on the bottom of the valley which even in the thick mist she could see was very broad and wide. An uneven river ran down its center and she approached it without any outward sign of concern. The land was almost flat around the river and its silver purplish waters seemed very shallow as it wound erratically through the broad plain. “It must wind from the small polar caps,” she mused as she stood on its blue-gray pebble mirror like edge. “Still there are no signs of any survivors. No foot prints or any sign of scavenging or camps. The place seems oddly peaceful and deserted. And certainly no packs of Kreeptoids! Perhaps they all perished? If that is the case then maybe the survivors of the crash are still alright? Décolletage picked-up no life forms on the surface of the desert only random vague readings in the valley rifts. It also found no signs of recent crash wreckage. All the crashed ships were months if not years old. Oden Fire must have crashed into one of these rifts then. It has to be down here somewhere. But where and how by the stars will I find it? These canyons wind-on crisscrossing the surface of this small planetoid. It could take days to search them all on foot like this.”

Breast Woman leapt up into the air and instantly felt her tits tingle as she hovered there. “Hmm, there is something in this atmosphere down here, something in this mist, which is adding some kind of drain to my breast powers. Just hovering is showing me the strain of my Aphrodite cells to replenish my gene laced milk my body consumes to give me my powers.” Breast Woman dropped lightly back down upon her golden strapped high heels. “Well, flying is out then. I am going to have to hoof it after all. I simply can’t afford to drain my breast powers by zipping around in the air if I have to combat something like a horde of Kreeptoids down here.” The young woman strutted off following the wide pebbled shore of the zigzagging river as she pondered a better course of action than just wandering along its shoulders hoping to stumble over something.

She pondered on for several minutes with nothing but the sound of her own massive naked jugs slapping rhythmically together in gentle soft thuds in counterpoint to her clicking heels crunching on the damp loamy soil of pebbles of the rivers flat broad shore line when she suddenly saw a hazy black outline rising up out of the thick white mist. She paused for a moment trying to make out what the odd shape was but the mist would swallow it up in one second only to reveal it again in another location in another second. “A ship! Surely that is the outline of a ship of some sort! No doubt the missing Odin Fire!” Breast Woman’s adulation was damped by the fact that the ship was undoubtedly only a few hundred yards from her current position and yet there were still no signs of anyone else having been in the area. She glanced back over her shoulder and wiggled her ample firm round back side out of the way to see her own tell-tale signs of tracks in the soft pebble strewn shore line. “Maybe they never left the ship? That would have been the wisest course naturally. Just sit tight and wait for help to arrive. But Intergalactic Patrol had been unable to respond to Odin Fire’s distress beacon. My log shows the distress call had been picked up just as it went dead. Any survivors would not have been able to know if their call for help had been heard. In such a case humane curiosity of their surroundings would have naturally prompted a resonance of the local area. Especially as,” Breast Woman touched her tiara and dropped her hand in disgust, “this mist seems to be blocking all surveillance and communication signals. Maybe they simply struck out in the other direction or in the direction of the side of the valley?”

Breast Woman slinked away from the river in an oblique angle toward the black mass that played peekaboo with her in the thick white mist. There was deathly silence except for sound of her undulating tits slapping against one another as they danced upon her body and the wet slurp of her heels as they missed the invisible dryer spots and sunk slightly into the mud or struck a large piece of rock and made a scraping sound as she fought against her tits pull to right herself with outstretched waving flailing arms.

She had not gotten very far when she realized the blurry black outline was not a ship but a series of stone monoliths erected upright from the forest floor. It was impossible to tell the distance not knowing the size of the rocks but she soon found herself sooner than she thought standing next to one of the outlying monoliths and touching its damp fog beaded surface in puzzled curiosity. It was a black stone etched in circular lines that revealed a lighter blue surface underneath. The stone stood at an angle and was worn to a rough point standing in all only a few feet taller than her. She found it strange that there would be any construction on the planetoid. It had never been inhabited and other than the recorded log stating that a ship containing containers of Kreeptoids had once crashed upon its surface and another log entry of a successful rescue of another much latter crashed craft which passingly noted the Kreeptoids were still alive and thriving. There had been no mention of any habitation or society or higher life form on the small world.

And Kreeptoids certainly don’t build cyclopean structures like these! She had wandered past the outer splayed monolithic stones and now found herself looking at a large structure of the same black stone material but now hewed however roughly into slabs of a raised dial alter surrounded by a henge of stone in a ring and just beyond the uneasy sight a crude post and pillar of the same stone fashioned into a gapping maw of some building?! Breast Woman stepped past the ring of upright stone spikes and up the circular pedestal of stones until she was standing next to the alter and noted with some relief there was no sign of blood or bones upon its polished well-worn surface. She walked down the other side of the step piled raised structure and toward the gapping maw of the stone building set just beyond it.

The open inky black aperture of the stone building was squat and the heavy stones that made up its sides and lay un-jointed and un-masoned across its rough upright supports lay deeply rooted, sunken into the ground; which puckered up at its sides and lay testament for ages passing since its initial construction. It was pitch dark just a step inside the rough open portal and Breast Woman paused to squeeze her tits tightly together. Her nipples started to glow and concentrating she continued to squeeze her massive breasts which swallowed up her hands in their warm doughy sides.  Soon her nipples were glowing brightly and she released her tits and walked into the inky blackness of the aperture of the rough stone building seeing as easily by her glowing nipples as she would had she fashioned a lighted torch.

Her way lit thus by the cherry twin fire glow of her nipples she walked along the grassy floor of the entrance and cautiously made her way to the edge of a stone stair that descended down before her. “Well that explains why the building was so small in outer size. It does not contain relics or items for use at the alter without. Instead it contains an entrance to a stair case leading down. How strange?” she had serious doubt that any of the Odin Fire crew would have walked down those steps willingly but if there indeed had been or continued to be some kind of native inhabitants on this tiny world then there was a chance that if they had found and captured the survivors of this or any ship that had stumbled down into the rift valleys they may indeed have brought them here to this place. But the notion seemed remote and in fact their appeared no sign at all of any one having been upon the steps she descended. In truth simple curiosity and a common misconception amongst bullheaded women that their instinct and intuition is more insightful and to be trusted more deeply than prudent common sense lead her down into the bowels of that little world lead on by her gold pointed toes and her red glowing nips.

The stair case did not descend that far only a few hundred steps of rough uneven slabs of stone and she found herself at the bottom of the narrow winding stair case and standing at the foot of a large natural cavern. She had suspected something of the kind and was smugly pleased with herself that it had indeed turned out to be a large dark cavern just as she had predicted.

Breast Woman stood at the bottom at the stair and paused to adjust her gold bikini panty bottoms. She may have to go through the universe with her massive cans on full display to every horny drooling male and monster but she was always discrete to keep her blonde haired pussy under wraps as often as possible. Of course in most missions that was not very long at all.

She tugged and pulled the gold thong out of her neither lips and pulled the damp edges back out and spread them over her moist sex. Using her breast powers always got her worked up a bit and she gave her mighty jugs another long squeeze concentrating quietly to increase her glowing nipples light even more. Finally letting go of her enormous tits with a little shuddering breath and fluttering eye lids and a wet spreading spot on the crotch of her tight golden panties, she cleared her throat and shoved her breast out before her this way and that to survey her surroundings.

She could see several stone chairs and benches that had been carved out of large boulders where ever they had lain that lined the floor and stalagmites had been carved with niches to hold things now long gone, the empty slots stared back like empty eye sockets of some stone skeleton monster. Raised stone fire pits fashioned of roughhewn rocks sat here and there, but there was no sign of life or recent habitation. She could hear a rushing river in the stifling oppressive air of the large room and headed in its general direction mindful of the deceptive echo of the caverns towering vaulted ceiling. She found the river a white frothy gushing stream only a few yards wide just on the other side of the rolling uneven floor of the cavern and eyeing it in her jiggling nipple light she noted that there lay a stone bridge that crossed it just downstream a few hip shaking strides away. She approached the bridge and crossed it feeling the white spray of the roaring river passing just inches under its surface leap up and sting her ankles.

Breast Woman reached the other side of the slippery bridge and left the agitated stream behind her as she moved deeper into the depths of the cavern. It wasn’t long before she noted the ceiling lowering and walls of the cavern appearing out of the dark in steady increasing illumination before her energetically bouncing headlights. There had been no roughly carved chairs or benches on this side of the stream and seeing the distant end of the cavern now swim into focus she felt disappointed that the eerie place had held no interesting surprises to reward her investigative curiosity. How many times had she pushed and squeezed her way into a narrow defile on some remote world or crawled on her hands and knees through some forgotten ruins half buried under an oblivious thriving city or swam until her lungs were about to burst under the crushing depths of some ancient oceanic world (she may not need to breath thanks to her breast powers in deep space or in the depths of the ocean providing she maintained her unbroken concentration and she could withstand incredible pressures and vortexes again if she stay focused in her mind, but even her powerful breasts had their limits!) only to be rewarded with some rare glimpse of unspoiled natural beauty or some ancient treasure or wisdom of some long lost race! But more often than not there was nothing at the end of a long difficult trek but disappointment or a long ago looted tomb, such as this one apparently was. She was about to head back in pursed lip frustration when she noted the lone small stair case carved in the back wall of the cavern leading sharply up to a distant black open portal!

The narrow stair case rose up in a very sharp angle and she used both her breast powers flight ability slightly as well as her hands and feet as she rapidly ascended the stair case half crawling up its sheer precept side up to the open small door way above her. She reached the dark portal slightly out of breath and with her glowing tits tingling and with one hand on the carved jamb of the sill-less opening she half pulled half squeezed her huge melons through the narrow opening and into the larger hallway beyond.

The hallway beyond was of carefully fitted red brick belaying the crudeness of the carved blue stone of the cavern seats, bridge, and the structures somewhere on the surface above and behind her. It seemed the work not only of a more advance society but of a different civilization altogether. Breast Woman gave her tits several good hard slaps to bring up the light in her nipples as she grimaced against the pleasure it caused her to treat her tits so harshly and used the sudden light to make sure the hallway was empty of any immediate threats. There was nothing there in the narrow red brick walled hallway for several yards ahead of her. She slapped her tits again just for fun and giggling walked carefully along the narrow hallway that seemed lined of red bricks both on the walls floor and ceiling for as far as she could see.

The hallway ran straight as an arrow though it seemed to slope slightly down as it did so and she found herself running a hand lightly against the wall to steady her gait in between slapping her tits sharply to keep her nipple lights flared up. She was enjoying the tit slaps a bit too much and by the time she reached the end of the long hallway she was having difficulty focusing her eyes under her fluttering eye lids and her soaked golden panties had somehow managed to roll themselves into a very tight camel toe splitting wedgie as her wobbly knees had her more leaning drunkenly against the wall of the hallway than walking with purpose boldly down its center as she had been doing at the start her journey just a few minutes before.

To her surprise the narrow hallway gave out on a Cliffside falling straight down into another open valley of almost identical appearance to the one she had just been in before her descent down the monolithic stair case. There appeared no stairs leading down from the well-formed opening and looking below her into the valley she saw no new structures or dwellings popping up out of the mist?! Why have a tunnel connecting two valleys but nothing in the valley at all? Breast Woman gave her boobs a good squeeze and flew down to the valley floor below her. Once upon the ground she let her boob nipple glow slowly bleed down and out as the valley was still well lit by the distant small overhead sun despite the thick mist. As she now began to explore the new valley she found herself in she quickly noted that there were several similar rectangular openings up high on the valley wall just like the one she had entered the valley through and that the valley its self was not a long twisting valley like the first one she had entered but rather was a small irregular somewhat round bowl shape with no other exits or entrances to its isolated location but the small rectangular portals high up the side of the Cliffside’s. The sides of the bowl shaped valley were much higher and almost vertical compared to the first one she had entered and she quickly realized that any being not possessing her own flying power would find it an almost impossible descent and ascent up and out its sides to the surface of the red planetoid!

“What a strange place this is,” Breast Woman sighed and having walked the perimeter of the small bowl of a valley decided to walk directly across its mist shadowed center before flying out of the dead end valley and trying a different track. “I really should think of some way to find Oden Fire other than just wandering around like this. I am afraid I have let my curiosity get in the way of my mission and that is simply not a very professional way for a super heroine such as me to behave!”

Breast Woman stopped up short and gasped. She found herself surrounded by dozens of red glowing eyes. “Kreeptoids!” She was alarmed that they had managed to surround her so easily and without any warning. Kreeptoids are lanky four foot tall humanoid creatures with dark chocolate hairless skin that have the ability to turn themselves invisible for short periods of time providing they remain motionless. They usually do not remain motionless though or use their invisibility power unless they are alone. In packs they tend to rush about in a swirling mayhem screeching and leaping and throwing themselves bodily upon their intended victim knocking them to the ground by sheer volume of their chaotic mass. Kreeptoids are born from leathery lizard like eggs and are always born male needing to impregnate other females from other humanoid races in order to propagate their species. They possess animalistic simple minds, eating small rodents and plants, and use their abnormally long arms to pin females in place so they can insert their abnormally long huge always erect phalluses into any warm opening they can find! They ejaculate a mix of egg with sperm and can maintain their rutish sexual assaults for hours on end. They have small red eyes that have powerful hypnotic abilities to lull women into trances. When alone a single Kreeptoid will use its invisibility power and its hypnotic power to find and subdue lone women and rape them and then escape before the hapless woman has the slightest idea what has happened. A single Kreeptoid is capable of raping and impregnating hundreds of women in a few days and thus spawning hundreds of Kreeptoid eggs that rapidly hatch and grow into young adult Kreeptoids in just a few hours’ time. When in a pack however the Kreeptoids tend to rush about howling constantly and smashing and eating everything they can find. In fact they never seem to need rest or sleep and other than eating, their entire existence seem devoted to finding and impregnating any female humanoid they can find! Kreeptiods do not play well with other Kreeptoids and in a short time a pack will consist of just one alpha male Kreeptiod which tends to be larger than its brethren whom it has all killed and eaten in order to become an Alpha male Kreeptoid. It was therefore a genuine possibility that the Kreeptoids were extinct as Breast Woman had guessed as there would be no new females for them to impregnate and it was also odd that they had been seen to be thriving years ago when that ship had crashed months after the one containing the Kreeptoids in their cages had crashed and been rescued. The Kreeptoids should have destroyed each other not increased their numbers. And it was most surprising for Breast Woman to find herself standing in the center of a deathly quiet horde of these beasts whom in their calm red eye glaring motionless silence where acting nothing like a typical Kreeptoid pack at all!

As Breast Woman remained motionless in the circle of beady red eyes holding her breath and slowly raising her hands up to her huge quivering rack she suddenly saw a huge hulking shape move slowly out of the white mist. It was a Kreeptoid alpha male, well over twenty feet tall and wielding a pecker the size of her entire body! “By my busty bod!” Breast Woman shrieked and not waiting for a second glance of that quivering penis meat swaying like a mammoth’s trunk above her, raced as fast as she could leaping over the circling throng of Kreeptoids and into the mist beyond! She waited for the screeching howling to begin piercing her ears but instead only a deathly overall silence punctuated by her loud titty slap and high heels crunching was joined by an ominous rush of dozens of small bodies moving rapidly through the tall grass behind her and the unnerving sound of a large heavy tread eating up the distance with alarming increasing sounds of earth quaking thuds!

To be able to fly Breast Woman needed to concentrate to focus her Breast Powers just as she needed to concentrate to use any of her Breast powers but those few seconds of beady red eyes had been enough to send her mind reeling and she shook her head trying to clear out the mass of cobwebs that was preventing her from focusing and using her breast powers. She had no choice but to run even as she knew she could never hope to out run a Kreeptoid horde! No matter how oddly it was behaving!

Suddenly a yellow luminous gelatinous mass rose up before her. It stretched and reached its warm dough like glob of a body around her waist and quickly raised her up above it as it crouched down and then sprang up into an explosive springing bounce high into the air. It stretched another long doughy limb out of its round body and grabbed onto an outcropping of rock on the surface of the cliff and catapulted its self and Breast Woman high up into the air again. It continued this slingshot-ing up the cliff face until the pair of them had reached the red surface of the planetoids surface where they paused and Breast Woman grabbed her knees sucking wind from the things crushing embracing rescue.

“Ah, ah, thanks, er, friend? But who are you?” Breast Woman looked up at the single mass of semi-transparent glowing glob raising an eyebrow.

But instead of an answer the glob quivered and stretched its self to peer over the cliff side where it made several anxious jabs downward with a newly formed short flipper like limb and continued to make the one and only sound it could make now over and over again. That sound was something like; “F-TOING!” And Breast Woman smiled every time she heard it for it sounded exactly like the sound her huge tits made whenever she sprinted or ran down a stair case.

Breast Woman tried to purse her lips against the smile playing around her lips as the creature continued its “F-TOING!” sound and leaned over the cliff side to look down where it was excitedly gesturing. There rising rapidly out of the mists was the giant alpha male Kreeptoid climbing easily up the cliff face after them!

“Hmm, looks like it’s time for a tactical retreat and I think my head is clear enough to fly us back to my ship.” Breast Woman gave her tits a harsh slap making her nipples glow (no time for the slower but less arousing firm squeeze to awaken her breast powers!) and ordering her rescuer to grab a hold of her she leapt up into the air with the creature wrapping its self around her waist and sailed in a blur back to her Space Racer ship, Décolletage.

Back in her ship Breast Woman typed at the keyboard and frowned at the monitor. “Hmm, well it says here you were part of the cargo of the Odin Fire. A Gluton being taken back to a Miss Vixen Korsettia as her privet pet?! You escaped from her and was recaptured by a bounty hunter and packaged and loaded up on the Odin Fire for shipment back to her in Gluttonous Maximus. Is that right?” Breast Woman looked over at the yellow doughy mass that created a head like appendage atop its round body nodding it slowly and made a sad sounding “F-TOING!”

“Hmm, and you say you were the only survivor of the Odin Fire after it crashed down in the rift valley?” The creature shook its round head again and answered with another sad meaty thwacking “F-TOING!”

Breast Woman turned her head to hide her smile, that sound just made her laugh, she couldn’t help herself despite the seriousness of the situation. “Well, I see no reason to continue the search then if there are no more survivors; this is not a salvage operation. And I see no particular reason to return you to this Miss Vixen Korsettia? How about I take you home with me back to my base? Hmm, would you like that, er F-toing?”

The creature began bouncing all over the ships cabin making it’s happy “F-TIONG!” sound and Breast Woman began to laugh uncontrollably her mighty tits making smaller “F-TOING!” sounds as well, as she piloted the ship out of low orbit and back to her secret asteroid base in the Delta Pi sector.

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“My brothers,” the Great Gluton warbled as he waved his lone flipper like appendage grandly, spraying green slime in the process about the shadowy room. “I am delighted to report that Breast Woman took the bait. Not only did she descend upon the planetoid G-5 and down into the rift valley where she soaked up the special chemical bath of fog which is even now transforming her unwittingly as planed but she also picked up our special operative and is even as we speak taking him back through that pernicious asteroid field and into her secret base! All is going to plan just as Vile had predicted. Er, speaking of which where is… Vile?”

There came a sudden loud belch from Papa Wood’s shadowy chair and a small cloud of fur shot into the air. “Oh excuse me,” Papa Wood said in his wooden voice full of hidden smiles, “must be a case of the squirrels.”

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