Ignaz vs. Yang

“Your breasts are very eye catching,” Ignaz replied, “But I was fantasizing of your hands with that lube over there.”

"I see." Toralia said as she grabbed the mentioned lube. "Would you kindly lean back and wait for me to prepare?" The scientist asked as she began pouring the slick substance onto her hands.

Ignaz leaned back and took off his pants, assuming that she would want him to do that.

"Very good." Toralia said. She started lathering up her hands... as well as her breasts. Her eyes were locked on her test subject as she made a show of making her big breasts a slick, slippery delight.

He tried to remain looking her eye to eye, but with her lathering up breasts, that was a difficult task.

Toralia finished her preparation, shed her lab coat so she'd be perfectly naked, and she approached Ignaz's member. It was already hard for her thanks to the show, so all she had to do was take a hold of his cock. Her soft, calculated hand and warm, tingly, slippery lotion was so familiar and delightful.

Toralia’s earlier observation about him being a bit sensitive proved to be true, maybe even to a further degree than what she was thinking before, as just from her grabbing hold of his manhood with her soft, lubed up hand had Ignaz’s hips buckling.

Toralia kept a mostly straight face as she brought a second hand to his cock and started pumping Ignaz, her touch was methodical and excruciating to the nth degree. And, she leaned forward and positioned herself so one of her big boobs was right above Ignaz's cock, his glans becoming slightly immersed in their soft heft.

She has the same technique as Blake when it came to a handjob and breasts that neared Yang’s. All this together left the tabaxi a moaning mess as her hand’s worked his cock and her breasts waited for his hips to buckle and thrust into them.

"Please, feel free to react however you please. We have plenty of experiments to go through. I'm interested in how sensitive men are when they come from a world with zero Midara. I also wonder if it affects their preferences." The scientist said as she continued her 'experiment' just as it was going, a merciless yet practiced handjob to work his shaft while her enviable breasts cushioned and teased his tip.

She could tell that a man from a world without midara was pretty sensitive down there. However, with her current data, she couldn’t state a quantity of how sensitive as both times she had seen his sensitivity, there was an outside factor messing with the results, that being his preferences for handjobs and lotion. With her merciless technique, it was only a matter of time before Ignaz blew a load right into her breasts.

"Hmmm..." Toralia hummed and proceeded to the next experiment. Her hands let his member go and she pressed her breasts around his shaft instead, using her arms to squish them together and cushion the young man's member from every possible direction.

She got to see the natural reaction to a horny cat boy, who began thrusting his hips into her breasts over and over again once his manhood was caught between them.

"Libido is high, even for the demographic." Toralia observed before rocking her breasts up and down while maintaining the pressure. Every movement was aided by her special lube, and Ignaz's manhood always felt so warm as he plunged it into her cleavage.

The demographic of one, unless she was looping him in with the midara or faunus. The hearing that he seemed proud of seemed to be failing as he had no reaction to her comment, with him being lost in his own titty fucking world.

"Endurance size above average, as well as load size. Not excessive, but noteworthy indeed." Toralia observed further as she moved her boobs in ways clinically designed to guide Ignaz to orgasm. Their great, yielding flesh smothering and stroking his length from base to tip.

With her experienced boobjob, it wasn’t a surprise that Ignaz climaxed after no time, providing the scientist with another of his above average sized loads.

"Are you enjoying the experiments, Ignaz? We have many to go through before I release you tomorrow evening." Toralia said as she released Ignaz again and began writing down some notes and results. It was becoming clear that the vast majority of the experiments would be him getting milked by scientist.

“Yes… I am enjoying them… Miss Toralia,” Ignaz panted as he had trouble sitting himself up. How many ‘experiments’ can she justify in order to milk the tabaxi.

Ignaz probably didn't want to hear the answer to that question.... the next thing Toralia did was lay him down, lower the elevation of the bench, and then catch his cock between her thighs. They were extra thick and plush... and she had lubed them up somehow when he wasn't looking. It felt like he'd eventually orgasm for every possible part of the scientist's lewd body.

The scientist could easily notice that thighs weren’t in his list of preferences… yet. This was noticeable because, besides the similar moan and gasp when his dick captured, he didn’t start trying to fuck her thighs.

Toralia hummed again in observation before starting time move her legs to focus on pleasuring his cock. Pump and stroke and knead and everything in between, her slick skin making every movement effortless.

Despite it not being a preference of his, her lubed up thighs made moans escape from him as effortlessly as her slick skin made every movement.

"Don't worry about curating your reactions, just let it come to you." Toralia advised while she was doing her best to make him cum for her. Her thick thighs positively ruled his cock and bullied it to no end.

Toralia got further evidence that thighs weren't a preference of his yet as by this point with her hands or breasts, he would of climaxed. However, that didn't mean that he was enduring this well, as if she could feel it despite her legs being lubed up, pre-cum was leaking from his manhood.