Test at the Arcade

Test turned to face what was sure to be his greatest challenge yet. He approached more cautiously, sizing his opponent up and ready to pounce and worship her boobs as soon as he found an opening.

Proud Posture (25,98) Crit Success

"What's the matter, boy? Are my boobs too much for you? Too big and brilliant?" The sergeant asked him as he took his time, dragging her fingers across the surface of her tits and demonstrating how they could sink right into their bounty. "Worship my breasts, I know you want to." She commanded him again, asserting her authority over him.

Test watched in slack jawed fascination as she ran a teasing finger along her curves. He wanted to worship her boobs so badly. The only question was wether her tits were more sensitive to his worship than he was to their teasing. But right now he didn't care about that, he wanted to get his hands around those breasts and she was openly inviting him to do so. Test advanced with purpose, attempting to give his best performance yet with a strong, controlled chest massage.

Massage (20) Success
Smother (69) Fail

Test sunk his hands into the proud woman's tits and started his massage, his fingers sinking in and out of her voluptuous, yielding, and mesmerizing chest. The Tribal Warrior bit her lips and allowed him to have his way, already finding it more pleasurable than she anticipated. "Mmm... that's it, keep going. Don't hold yourself back. Devote yourself to my breasts." She ordered him, giving her chest a shake that made her boobs jiggle from side to side in Test's hands and before his eyes.

Test nodded eagerly as he watched her boobs jiggle and sway. The adventure leaned up to give her a peck on the lips before diving back down to cover her girls in devoted kisses.

Worship (68) Success
Smother (80) Success

"Mmm~" She purred into his kiss and used a hand to guide Test's face deep into her cleavage, their heft and warmth starting to smother his face as she used her arms to squeeze her boobs together. His hands still did their work in making her feel great, but now she was starting to return the favor with a lewd boob smother.

Test nuzzled even deeper between her girls. Kissing and massaging like his life depended on it. Everything felt so good, he let himself relax a little as nestled inside her cleavage.

Test allowed himself to bask in his 'opponent's' breasts, and she used her arms and hands to roll and massage her big tits around his face. She could feel the knight starting to fall to his desire for boobs, just like she was falling for her want to have her boobs worshipped.

Test went a little slack as her amazing boobs massaged him right back. But he didn't let up his own dutiful devotion to her chest. Settling into a rhythm of teasing her titties with his hand and mouth as he let their soft perfection carry him along.

Massage (82) Success
Smother (Auto)

"Mmmm~ That's it, you're just who we were looking for. A boy who can show us a good time. What do you say to spending all week at our camp and giving every one of us a boob massage?" The sergeant asked him as they both made each other feel blissful and weary, each of them longing to just surrender to the pleasure the other gave them.

Test nodded in agreement. A movement the sergeant certainly felt with the way his face was nuzzled deep inside her cleavage. Serving these busty warrior woman felt so good that Test never wanted to stop.

"Mmm~ Good boy~ Keep going~ Make me orgasm, and I'll show you how our tribe repays its debts." The sergeant ordered him with a tender edge to her voice, glad to come to a mutual agreement with this cute and horny knight. The five ladies she was leading were watching with thinly-veiled envy as they watched their leader get worshipped.

"Yes mistress." Test moaned, his words muffled by her soft orbs. He sped up his attentions once more. Focusing all his attention on her most sensitive spots, determined to give her a climax even bigger and more satisfying than the ones that came before.

The sergeant enjoyed his very best service for a few minutes more, just as Test enjoyed immersing herself in her big, beautiful boobies. Eventually, she sighed in rapture and hit her climax, her fluids leaking from her womanhood. "Nnnnnnn~ If only we could find boob slaves like you every day. Now.... before we continue, let us repay you for your service. Name your desire, boobslut." The Amazonian woman instructed him, awaiting Test's answer.

Test was so exhausted from bringing so many lovely ladies to orgasm that only one repayment seemed appropriate. "Can you please all pamper me to sleep with your boobs. Maybe use a bit of hypnosis?" He suggested. The adventurer wanted to rest, but he also wanted to feel their amazing breasts, hopefully this way he could have both.

"Absolutely." The sergeant agreed before addressing her girls... her comrades, not her own tits. "You heard the man. I want him spoiled rotten and having the best titty dreams a man can have. I'll handle the hypnosis." She ordered her unit, which immediately gathered around Test and lowered him to a sitting position. He had a veritable harem of busty, naked warriors tending to him, two of the leaning into him to squish their tits into his arms, one letting his head lean back into her boobs, and two more guiding his hands to grope their chests.

Meanwhile, the sergeant got on her knees and crossed her arms under her huge, round, mouth-watering chest, subtly moving her torso to cause them to sway like pendulums.

Test sighed contentedly and let the warrior women set him afloat on a sea of tits. He'd done his best to please them and felt no compunction about relaxing and letting them pamper him a while. His eyes quickly became glued to the sergeant's swaying chest. With how sleepy and relaxed he already was it would prove incredibly easy to hypnotize him.

The privates of the squad all giggled and purred to Test, all of them letting him feel as much of their boobs as he wanted. Meanwhile, the squad leader smirked and chuckled at him.

"Fufu~ Look at you, already staring like your life depends on it. You love my big tits, don't you? You love all of our tits~ You couldn't wait to do this as soon as you saw us. You're a slave to big boobs... and you're going to stare at my chest until my girls hypnotize you into being our boob slave." She declared, taking a dominant and authoritative demeanor as she let her amazing boobs sway to and fro.

"Yes." Test happily sighed as he gave each of the boobs in his hands a loving squeeze. It was true, he loved being a boob slave. And the prospect of being enslaved by the tits of all these powerful, busty woman was too alluring to resist. His eyes closely followed the sway of the sergeant's chest as he listened closely to her every word.

"Good, we like that you admit it. We like that you're honest with us~ Keep staring at my tits, and let yourself dip into the fog they're casting over your boob-obsessed mind. You know just how big and soft and warm they are... and you know if you keep being honest with us, you'll get to reacquaint yourself with our boobs whenever you want." The sergeant continued, her words filling Test's head with the terms of their agreement, as well as all of its perks. Her voluptuous breasts jiggled and shook with every sway, the ripples in her lewd flesh making the sight even more captivating to any horny onlookers.

Test nodded. His head sinking deeper into the tits he was resting against as he did so. He was so tired he could hardly move. But the sleepy sensation only made it feel better to sink into the boobs surrounding him and let the sergeants words fill his head.

"That's it, just relax and let our boobs pamper you into submission. Your eyes are getting heavier, your thoughts are getting slower~ You're getting weaker the more you stare at my big tits. You're getting close to a deep sleep, where you'll dream of nothing but our soft, sexy boobs." The sergeant purred, now using her hands to move her breasts in slow, synchronous spirals as she started bringing them closer, filling more of Test's vision with alluring tits.

Test took a deep breath as he sank even deeper. His eyelids drooping, barely staying open in order to keep admiring the slow seductive spirals of the sergeant's chest. He was so close to sinking into a deep sleep for her. She could send him under at any time.

"Good boy. Watch my tits just a little longer." She cooed to him as she lifted her hefty, bouncy breasts in her hands. "Get ready to watch them fall.... and once they do, once you see them bounce and jiggle before your eyes that one last time, you will fall with them into a deep, blissful slumber. When you awake, you will be refreshed, reinvigorated, and the proper boob slave you've always wanted to be. With all the boobs you could want waiting for you. Now.... drop. The sergeant finished, letting her breasts go and allowing their bountiful weight to fall and shake all on their own, creating a mind-shattering display of bouncing titflesh.

Test's eyes shut and his hips bucked as he reached a climax in time with his hypnotic submission. He was now deep in trance and completely obedient to the warrior women's whims.