Test at the Arcade

"Take your time, I don't mind. Just breathe in... and out... and focus~" Cynthia whispered to him as she gave her girls another squeeze as she said focus, guiding Test on what she wanted him to focus on. Her round, hefty, bouncy breasts, barely contained by the top of her outfit.

"Focus. In and out." Test murmured to himself. Since Cynthia said she didn't mind him taking his time he didn't worry about how long it was taking him to think of something. Despite his increasingly mindless state an idea was gradually starting to form.

"That's it~ Concentrate and focus~ Don't forget to breathe deep and slow~ In~ and out~ You're doing great." Cynthia whispered praise to him as she was pleased with this development. She lost their duel, but she considered this victory to be far more important. Not that she held it against Test. It was cute how in love he was with her big breasts. If only more boys would show their appreciation so earnestly.

As instructed Test deepened his concentration as he became even more pleasantly horny and relaxed. "Can you..." He began, his voice a sleepy monotone.

"What is it, Test? It's okay, take your time. In and out~ Don't forget to breath. Don't forget to focus~" Cynthia cooed. As cool and seductive as her demeanor was, she was giddy deep down. Those tips she learned from that hypnosis book paid off!

"Can you smother me with your boobs?" Test finally managed to say. Her girls were now the only thing on his mind, and in his deepening trance how strange the request was didn't occured to him in the slightest. He could only think about how soft and comfortable her chest looked as it rose and fell hypnotically with every breath she took.

"I can, would you like me to do that, sir Test?" Cynthia asked, her voice now laced with boundless seduction and invitation. She intentionally attempted to draw this out further, pulling Test deeper into trance for her lovely boobs as her breath kept going in and out, up and down, at the same pace she guided Test towards. It was incredibly intimate and erotic for Cynthia, their breathing in sync as she cast her spell on him.

"Yes please." Test happily sighed. Growing hornier and more submissive with each breath he took. His eyes visibly rising and falling in time with her chest as he sank deeper into trance for her.

Cynthia bit her lip as she watched the look on his face. Part of her wanted to keep making him sink, but he had been such a good boy. She put her arms around Test's neck and pulled him into her boobs, nestling his face in the pillowy paradise that smelled of flowers and was as soft as marshmallows, her top like a warm blanket. The moment those tits made contact, Test's stamina bar instantly dropped to 0, instant KO.

Test didn't notice or care as his stamina bar hit zero. All he cared about was sinking into her soft embrace. The adventurer moaned quietly as his head sank between her girls.

"That's it~ Did you feel that, sir Test? You fell, and you hit the bottom. But, it's okay. My breasts caught you. Don't you love my breasts?" Cynthia asked in a sweet purr as she cradled Test's head against her mesmerizing boobs and started walking along with him in her arms.

"I love your breasts." Test dreamily sighed as he nuzzled deeper between her girls.

"Of course you do. They love you, too." Cynthia whispered as she pushed her elbows together to squeeze her marvelous mammaries around Test's face. The busty knight escorted her enthralled sparring partner towards her room, imagining the fun she could have with him.

Test let out another happy sigh as he went limp in her embrace. Letting her carry him along.

Cynthia soon reached her quarters and let out a happy little squeal. She hugged Test a bit tighter, smothering him more intensely than ever. "So, what fun should we have now, sir Test? Should I entrance you even more? Smother you until you always smell my boobs? Maybe something else?" She asked, clearly proud of herself for having done this to Test despite her inexperience.

Test was to far gone to make a decision, he only moaned excitedly at the prospect if more fun. But of Cynthia wanted to see what he looked like even deeper in trance this was the perfect opportunity to find out.

Cynthia licked her lips and had that exact idea. She'd leave this pervert totally brainwashed... and set things up so she could relive this moment later. "Sit on the bed, sir Test, I need a moment to get ready." She sweetly ordered him as she started taking off piece by piece of her armor, getting down to her undershirt and her pants, which would be the next to come off.

Test obediently took a seat. Openly ogling the warrior as she undressed.

The warrior smiled at him with a predatory lust as she started stripping the clothes she wore under her armor. Despite her status as a knight, her curves were incredibly impressive! Her skin looked so smooth, and her thighs, ass, and breasts all looked like Test could sink his fingers right into them. And those breasts, each of them so full and round and left completely bare. "Ready to sink even further, sir Test?" She asked in a husky whisper.

"Yes mistress." Test replied, a hint of eagerness in his voice despite his sleepy heavy lidded stare. It was clear from the bulge in his pants that he longed to go even deeper.

"Good boy~ Let's get you back to staring at my breasts, swaying baaack and forth~ Your eyes stuck to how big and soft they are, and leaving you sinking every time you see them jiggle." She decreed as she began letting her boobs swing like pendulums for his horny eyes.

Test managed to nod weakly as his mesmerized gaze went back and forth with her full supple breasts. Each gentle sway and honeyed word making him feel increasingly horny, submissive and relaxed.

"You're so weak to big boobs, just talking to a girl with big boobs puts you at risk of falling into a trance~ You peep at boobs, stare at them, dream about them, get hard thinking about them. Such a boobslut, you even stare at your sparring partner's tits while you duel. So shameless~" Cynthia teased him as she kept rocking her hypnotic tits back and forth, wanting to help refine Test into an even more pure boob fetishist.

"Such a boobslut." Test dreamily repeated. It was all true, but hearing her say it made it even truer.

"Such a boobslut~ When I lift you from this trance and let you go, you will be the biggest pervert for tits in the whole castle. You'll stare them, let your face bump into them, ask girls to tease you with them~ You'll be shameless slave to big breasts and you'll love every second of it~" Cynthia declared as she weaved her commands into his mind, just as her magazine taught her.