12 Days of Domming: 1 vs. 12 Pt. 1

• Commissioned by superblue

The rumors of misdoings regarding the ruler of the Stansted region had intensified recently. While no details seemed to emerge about the supposed illegally kept beasts, more surfaced about the bureaucrat that never came back after his investigation into the matter weeks ago. He was new to the region, merely stopping by to ask of the location of the Lord’s estate, and so nearby villagers knew little about him, knowing him only by his first name, Thomas. Questions have been asked as to what became of him since, as no one had reported ever seeing him leave the area. Some speculated that he had been killed, but more seemed to think he had been taken in by Lady Auphemia’s vaunted charms and was now her slave. 

Neither of those were acceptable, for someone in power, or anyone else, as far as the brave hero Alf was concerned. If the rumors were true, he saw it as his duty to set things right. As he stood on the hill overlooking Auphemia’s Manor, gazing down at the building in question, he saw fit to rescue the man, should he still be alive, and put an end to any other criminality…

And so, he trekked down the mountainside and marched up to the doorstep, without a trace of hesitation. He gave the door a firm knock and within seconds it opened. Standing there was Sejna, the dark-haired head maid of Auphemia’s manor, in her usual pink maid outfit that was several sizes too small to properly contain her wide hips, let alone her staggeringly massive breasts, which together could easily envelop Alf’s head whole. 

He was a bit surprised to see that, but did his best to maintain eye contact as her expression darkened the moment she saw him. Alf spoke up, “Hello… this is the manor of Lady Auphemia, correct? Is she home? I have something I need to discuss with her...”

“Hm. Indeed… we heard tale that you were traveling to our fair region, and anticipated you may be making a visit… please, do come in.” Sejna bowed as she stepped aside, ushering him into the lavish mansion.

As he stepped inside, Alf was mentally bracing himself for whatever the Lady herself would have in store for him when she learned of his suspicions. He held no ill-regard for the help… so he didn’t react quite as quickly as he usually might’ve when he heard Sejna clack her heels to the floor twice, a clear signal.

Suddenly, from various hiding places, out leapt the other four, equally fantastically endowed maids. As they came at him from all sides, Sejna rushed up and bumped Alf with her enormous breasts smashing into his back to send him stumbling forward. Loretta, the naturally red-headed silent type with the deep, haunting purple eyes said nothing as she came in front of Alf and jumped up, in the process sending her massive tits bounding upwards, the top of them smacking powerfully into Alf’s chin, rocking his head back.

As this sent him even further off-balance, staggering him backwards, the blue-haired, blue-eyed and bubbly Alcia came at him from the left, and the dark-haired, brown-eyed curmudgeon Lusy darted in from the right. With a double leap, they managed to sandwich Alf’s head between their massive tits, holding him still as the scarlet-haired, blue-eyed tomboy Camil came from the furthest distance, building up steam as she charged towards him.

“Heads up, numbnuts! TAKE THIS!” Camil yelled as she lunged forward. Alf managed to shove Alcia and Lusy away, but only right in time to see Camil’s humongous breasts as she swung them, a huge bit of momentum behind her as she smashed the side of them right against his chestplate. The solid steel of his armor somehow shattered from his frame as the stunning force of the blow took him right down to the floor. 

He was absolutely floored, taken waaaaay off-guard… suddenly, he was down to his green jumpsuit, and while he wasn’t too hurt, he was certainly surprised to see the force those massive mammaries could bring. Somehow they managed to be soft and cushiony, yet hit with the force of wrecking balls when swung… he couldn’t understand it for the life of him. 

Stunned, there wasn’t a lot he could do as the five of them lorded above him, all bending down to show off their truly exquisite cleavages. Alf had gotten oddly familiar with incredibly shapely women who also happened to be able to kick the shit out of any normal man in recent times, and he thought he had built up a good resistance to the allures of a woman… but this was too much for anyone to ignore.

Sejna directed traffic, and the maids followed her words to the letter, as Loretta took up Alf’s arms, bringing them together and pinning them to the floor, her huge tits pressing down hard against his inner elbows. Lusy did the same with his legs, her large globes pushing down against his knees, and just like that his limbs were pinned to the velvet carpet.

Alf struggled to try and push them off, but before he even had a few seconds to build up his strength, Alcia came in with a smile as she dove down and pushed her titties into his groin. Alf at first instinctively convulsed, thinking he was suffering yet another groin attack, as for whatever reason the women he met loved going low against him. But instead, her enormous soft feminine flesh delicately enveloped his crotch, her breasts gently cradling the growing bulge in his pants, as she liked her lips at the sight. 

Conversely, Camil came down roughly, yelling “FROM THE TOP ROPE~!” as she landed her breasts hard against Alf’s chest and abdomen; such was the width of the surface area, she was practically flattening his entire torso. 

With four pairs of massive tits smothering damn near every square inch of his body now, only his head was entirely free, as Sejna stood lording above him. “Just hold still and let this end swiftly… there’s no need for you to get hurt.”

She knelt down, straddling the back of Camil, who clearly didn’t mind at all, as she bent down and let her humongous titties press slowly into Alf’s face, letting him appreciate their sheer weight as the soft suppleness wrapped around his cheeks, cutting off his air in the process. 

Not listening to her request, Alf began to squirm, fearful of what would happen to him if he passed out. What state would he wake up in? Would he even wake up at all? Driven by this thought, he tried his best to shake all five of the women off, but that proved a tall order, especially with how heavy their busts were against his body.

“Shhh… just accept your fate, Alf… it shall be much easier that way. Nigh on painless… let yourself drift into the smooth softness...” Sejna cooed, her voice relaxing and sweet, contrasting against her emotionless face as she attempted to smother him into unconsciousness. “Let the breasts take you. Let all your worries melt away… it’ll end soon...”

Alcia spoke up, “Mmmm, but hopefully not TOO soon...” as she grinned widely, feeling his erection grow to full mast betwixt her tits. She seemed to truly adore the sensation. 

Though Alf would never admit it, it was tempting… when he stopped struggling, he could truly appreciate the comfort as his body was being taken in by the ten fantastically oversized titties. But he knew these weren’t the actions of someone trying to give him an evening of bliss, the ambush was clearly designed to keep him from ever getting to Lady Auphemia. In a heartbeat, they’d confirmed his suspicions, that she must be up to no good and trying to keep him from learning of the truth and stopping her misdeeds.

His sense of righteous justice was so very strong that it outweighed his male urge to lie back and accept the maids’ treatment… but then, he decided, that was definitely the best thing to do. After a rigorous struggle, his movements slowed and then, he went limp… aside from his member, of course, which remained twitching, his penis clearly loving the company of Alcia’s tits as much as she enjoyed the encounter herself.

“Hey, I think he’s out...” Camil noted.

“Perhaps, but don’t let up until we’re absolutely positive.” Sejna warned.

Despite her wariness, her partners didn’t quite share the same thought… particularly, Lusy and Loretta, who struggled somewhat with keeping the pressure of their large tits on smaller surface areas to begin with, began to relax just a hair. That was all Alf needed to pull his arms and legs in close to his body. With both feet, he managed to kick Alcia in the head and knock her away, and with a mighty shove of his arms, he was able to push the lax Camil off of his body. 

“No! I knew it, a deception!” Sejna cried, trying her best to bear down even more pressure as her tits smothered Alf’s wholly consumed head. “Stay down, Alf, I’m warning you!”

Alf had to put forth a mighty struggle, but he was able to roll onto his front, taking Sejna onto her back and from there he was able to lift his head up from her overpowering cleavage. Desperately, Alf staggered up to his feet and started backing away from the downed Sejna. But he still didn’t have his bearings, and the numbers advantage proved to be quite a struggle as Alcia leapt at him from behind, wrapping her legs around his waist piggyback style as she playfully covered his eyes with her hands. 

“Guess whooo~?” she joked, as her large tits rested atop his head. Alf reached up for her arms and tried to pull her down, but as this left him wide open, Sejna was able to fire an upkick between his legs, bringing her heel into his crotch with a powerful front stomp. Alf cried out in pain as he was taken to his knees, Alcia hopping off him as he crumpled to the floor.

Lusy rushed in, a sliding dive sending her enormous tits smashing into the side of his head and taking him to the ground. “The lady said stay down, weak man!” she spat.

“He won’t have a say in it after this!” Camil yelled, before hopping up into a front flip, trying to put as much force as possible into her next breast splash, looking to land them right on Alf’s head; she may well have been about to crush his skull like a grape!

Thankfully, Alf was able to roll out of the way, despite his daze… Camil barely managed to hold out her arms and legs to keep from driving her tits through the floor as he wiggled to a safer distance. As Alf scrambled to his feet, he saw Loretta rushing up to him, attempting the same leaping uppercut-style titty smack that she opened the ambush with. Alf managed to avoid it this time with a swift hop backwards, and he followed up with an actual uppercut to her stomach, that doubled her over and staggered her. A follow-up to her chin put her on the ground, but no sooner than she was taken down, did Alf see Camil rushing up towards him again, eager to take him out.

Weary from the several moments without oxygen and his blood pumping, the gasping Alf rushed over to a nearby pillar, luring Camil in as she charged recklessly towards him. Sejna cried out, “Wait!” but Camil ignored her.

“This one’s taking your head clean off, asshole!” Camil howled as she again jumped towards him with a twisting titty strike aimed for his temple. Alf had outsmarted her however, as he managed to duck and dive out of the way, and this time she couldn’t stop herself… her tits swung mightily into the marble pillar, stunningly cracking it… but the impact was far from lost on Camil herself.

“Aww FUCK!” she yelped as she grasped her enormous tits, sore from the blow. Set on finishing the hyper-aggressive Camil, Alf unsheathed his sword, though he saw Alcia again striding in by the side.

“Come now Alf, we don’t need to fight!” she giggled. “Wouldn’t you much prefer we have a little fun together instead~?”

Alf answered with a sideways swipe of his sword, more of a warning than anything, as with great precision the tip of the blade sliced just across her outfit, tearing the fabric and revealing her belly button. Alcia gasped and jumped back, frightened, clearly wanting none of that.

With that, Alf took aim towards the still stunned Camil and with a slash of his sword, sent a wave of blade-shaped energy careening her way. She clearly didn’t see that coming, and had no defense as it crashed across her face and womanly chest, sending her flying several feet backwards. Sent rolling and reeling, she collapsed in a heap on the floor. 

Alf fought back the desperate need to stop and take a breath as he scanned the room, his cock still bobbing, blood rushing to it all the more as he did battle with the scantily clad and impossibly busty maids. That took up some much-needed oxygen, which certainly wasn’t helping things…

Sejna, still standing near the door to prevent any attempted escape, yelled out, “Regroup and refocus! You must work together to stop him!”

“She’s right… come on, Loretta, we can’t let a man beat us!” Lusy growled as she helped the quiet redhead up and the two of them glared daggers into Alf. 

“...Attack Pattern C...” Loretta whispered. Lusy nodded.

The two of them charged towards Alf, their titanic tits bouncing uncontrollably as they approached. He didn’t have the wind to run away at that speed, so instead he reached back for his shield, keeping his guard up high as she watched them come.

They leapt at once, coming at him from the left and right, Lusy aiming to drive her tits into Alf’s face as Loretta went lower, aiming for his gut. Alf raised his shield up to meet Lusy’s breasts, letting them bounce powerfully off the steel as he attempted to suck in his gut and take a step back. He couldn’t fully avoid her however, a glancing blow from her heavy tits as they were driven into his midsection.

Alf gasped as what little air he had in him left him. Running on fumes, he still refused to give up, continuing to slowly step back as they approached him again. Lusy went low this time, as Loretta went high, changing it up on him… Alf used his shield to protect his wounded midsection this time, and the steel reverberated menacingly as Lusy’s monumental breasts smashed into them, and he actually worried it wouldn’t hold up for long at this rate. As Loretta performed a short hop, trying to smash her tits into Alf’s face, he responded with a well-timed thrust kick, that met her in the stomach, catching her out of the air. He couldn’t put much behind it, so it was a glancing blow, but it nonetheless prevented him from taking any more damage.

Continuing to fight off the backfoot, Alf took a deep breath and gave another mighty swing of his sword, launching another wave of energy. But after seeing this fell Camil earlier, they knew better, and surprised Alf by dodging it; Lusy leaping over it, and Loretta ducking under it. Just as he saw this, he felt his back hit the wall; he could backpedal no longer. And as they leapt at him again, he had no means of blocking either of them this time. 

Lusy’s breasts ended up smashing into his face, and Loretta’s tits took up his whole crotch, brutally crashing into his genitals as he found himself pinned hard against the wall. This double assault was quite painful as it forced him to slide to his ass to the floor, and Lusy and Loretta scowled as they looked down at him. He was motionless, seemingly either knocked out by the heavy hit to the face or passing out from pain, likely thanks to the nutsmash.

A smug smirk appeared on Lusy’s face. “That’ll down any weak man… nicely done, Loretta, wish I could’ve crushed ‘em.”

“...Pitiful.” Loretta remarked, looking at Alf’s prone frame.

Sejna walked up closer and yelled, “Don’t let him trick you again, make sure you’ve finished him off!”

Lusy nodded and reached down, grabbing the sword from Alf’s limp hand. She certainly found no resistance there which convinced her further that he was out. But nonetheless, she held the sword aloft, pointing the tip of the blade towards Alf’s head. “Stay down, or I swear I will slice your brains in two…” she growled.

The man-hating maid glared daggers at Alf’s face, looking for the slightest twitch or movement, any sign of life whatsoever… she was so focused on this, she didn’t quite notice Alf’s leg shooting out until it was too late. He’d managed to kick her right in the shin, taking her leg out from under her. And since she wasn’t accustomed to wielding a sword in the first place, she also didn’t know how to fall with one. The blade sunk into the floor until it came to a stop, and as she fell facefirst, her chin ended up slamming against the iron hilt, comically knocking her out, her shapely body slumping to the floor.

Loretta, though still not showing much emotion to anything, was taken off-guard by this maneuver, watching as Alf scrambled to his feet. She tried to swing her tits into his face, but he ducked it, and the momentum caused her whole body to perform a full 360 spin. Alf met her with a haymaker to the temple as she faced him again, and this precise shot managed to knock her unconscious. 

“Curse you...” Sejna hissed under her breath.

Alf took a quick glance at the two fallen maids to make sure they were knocked out… and promptly doubled over, clutching his face and groin, moaning. “Uggghhhh wow, that last one hurt...” he groaned. “Why do women love going for my balls so much…?”

Sejna slowly, patiently approached Alf and turned her head towards Alcia, spotting her as she backed away slowly from the man. “Alcia. Join me as I take the fight upon myself. I am positive we can still defeat him.”

“S-Sorry, Sejna… you know I love you and all, buuuut I don’t wanna get impaled...” Alcia replied with a sheepish smile. “I’m waaaay more for the fun side of this job, not the fighting… and he’s way too strong, I mean all three of those other maids were a lot tougher than me and he took them out by himself!”

Sejna sighed. “...Fine. I shall do this on my own, then.”

She stepped up to Alf, not rushing in like her compatriots, showing much more patience. Alf, finally having a chance to take a breath and compose himself, slowly took his hands off his crotch as he saw her stepping up to him. He thought about taking a moment to grab his sword and shield, but worried about giving her an opening, as he didn’t have a great feel for how fast she was yet. The other maids were pretty quick for being weighed down by such heavy bosoms…

Putting his fists up, Sejna and Alf eyed each other warily, studying each other’s movements. Without much warning, Sejna went for the first strike, her leg launching up as she attempted to punt him right in the nethers. His mind already on the pain in his balls, Alf had a mini-panic attack as he shot his hands down to protect himself. But it turned out to be a feint, and by the time Alf realized that, she’d already rushed in and bashed him square in the face with her magnificent tits.

This took him right onto his back where he sprawled, spread-eagled, much to his discontent as he looked up just in time to get a wondrous upskirt whilst Sejna was raising her foot as high off the floor as she could. With a flash of thin, white panty, she stomped down mercilessly onto his balls; his huge erection giving away their location nicely as she simply had to aim just beneath it to crush them both dead-on.

Alf howled in anguish, screaming “Not agaaaaain…!” as he convulsed, giving Sejna time to take a step back. With a very brief running start, she leapt forward, looking to smash his head with her tits. She didn’t think he’d be able to fight away his instincts so quickly as to get his hands up, but he proved that wrong, at the last second his hands going up to grope her oncoming breasts. He blushed as he squeezed them tightly, pushing with all his might to keep them from coming down on him, inches away from his face as he struggled.

Sejna was forced on her toes thanks to her positioning, giving her little in the way of leverage to amp up the pressure. So she opted for a reset, stepping backwards and relenting on the attack. As Alf scrambled up, she looked to catch him with a twisting shot, and he ducked this, before countering with an elbow to her stomach.

This gave him time to combat roll towards his sword, stylishly picking it up as he flipped to his feet. As he turned towards her, he let loose another energy wave slash from his enchanted blade. Sejna ducked under it, but because of the ray of light, she didn’t notice Alf running up behind it. He aimed an upward slash that looked like it was about to cut her in two. Sejna desperately leapt back to avoid it, the tip of the blade tearing through her maid outfit… the front of it tore open, revealing her bra underneath, and even it was just hanging on by a thread, almost fully torn by the blade.

As her breasts bounced magnificently outwards, nearly freed, Alf cursed himself for being unable to stop staring. Desperate to take advantage, Sejna began to shake her chest, swaying her titties back and forth before him, on some level hoping the bra would snap from the motion. Alf’s cock twitched madly as he watched this, noting how the already very thin fabric at the center of her bra had been whittled down to a mere wire, the powerful motion of her impossibly large breasts taking it to it’s very limit of resilience…

Unable to handle this, he took his sword and chucked it at her, looking to put his blade right through her beautiful face. Sejna nearly got herself impaled, but was just alert enough to duck it, escaping with only a few follicles of hair snipping off of her head as the sword flew behind her, landing harmlessly on the floor. As she was again ducked down, Alf charged, trying to take advantage of her prone position.

But this time she was aware of the tactic, and was able to spring herself up into the air, meeting Alf first, her tits again flying towards his face. Desperate, Alf managed to get his hands up once more, catching the breasts just as they grazed his cheeks and furiously trying to push them away. This time Sejna was able to land on her feet and push back, planting her high heels into the floor and digging in to try and amp up the pressure. 

It helped that as she landed, Alf was forced to squat a little, thanks to the height difference, being a little taller working against him… Alf’s face was entirely beet red as he felt her fantastic, nearly bared breasts, soft and smooth in his groping hands as he tried to push her back. He wanted to stay focus on the fight but it was nigh on impossible to ignore the sweet sensation against his palms and fingers…

Alf and Sejna grunted and groaned as they essentially played tug of war with the immaculate, fantastically large titties… the power seemed to fade in Alf’s arms as Sejna continued to drive forward, and he ended up on his knees with the head maid doing everything in her power to push her tits onto Alf’s face and smother him out of existence. 

“NNnnggggh… concede!” she yelled. “You’ve fought hard, Alf, but my breasts shall overpower you, as they do all men! For L-Lady Auphemia… I shall silence you forever beneath the warm embrace...!”

“N-Nooo…! I don’t care… how big… your bust is… I will continue to push! Mmmpf!” Alf struggled through clenched teeth, clearly having the harder time at this point. He’d taken much more abuse than Sejna had, which was quite a key difference. “Whatever… you’re doing here… can’t be good... and I… must put a stop to it!”

Alf yelled, trying to push through with sheer righteous fury to drive him on. But his body weakened, even if his resolve wasn’t… the tits came lower and lower, slowly but surely, until they gradually pushed into his face. They felt immensely heavy as his face ended up forced inside her mountainous cleavage…

As the softness consumed his face, and all his vision turned to titty… his cock furiously lurched, as though shot with an immense boost of testosterone. With a loud primal yell, muffled by the thick titflesh, Alf shocked Sejna by somehow coming back with a new surge of power, pushing her tits off of his face and continuing until he’d managed to straighten the both of them up. 

His fingers dug deeper into her gigantic tits as he started forcing her to backpedal. “N-No… this cannot be… no, I mustn’t allow this! F-For… nggh, for my Lady’s honor…!”

Sejna put everything she had into pushing back, though her legs were becoming sore from trying to drive forward, and even her ultra powerful, womanly chest was beginning to weaken, exhausted by the continuous effort… still, she managed to halt herself, and push back. Now, they were suddenly on even ground, neither giving an inch as they continued to groan with effort…

“Enough...” a voice rang out. “That’s enough, Sejna.”

Sejna and Alf looked up to the source of the voice… there, past the staircase and up on the balcony at the very center, was Lady Auphemia herself. Coming out in her typical dark minidress with a big ruffly crimson skirt, her hands on the bannister as she bent over, giving Alf a look at her truly mesmerizing, seemingly endless cleavage, as somehow her tits managed to dwarve even those of her maids. 

The two combatant relaxed as Sejna turned to Auphemia, a spark of emotion hitting her face for once as she yelled, “No, my liege, please, just a few more minutes! I promise you, I can beat him!”

“Don’t give me that shit...” Auphemia mumbled, an indignant expression forming on her pretty face. Her unimpressed blue eyes looked past her dark purple pigtailed hair as she declared, “You’ve done your best, but there’s no point going on with this… I’ve never seen my maid squad get fucked up like that before. You’re just gonna make a tit of yourself if you keep on like this. Stand down, Sejna.”

“But…!” Sejna began.

“We deal in boobs here, not butts.” Auphemia cut her off. “And your cups have runneth over… I will say it one more time. Stand. Down.”

Sejna sighed and lowered her head, sullen, but accepting. Alf was wary of her, but as he again glanced up to Auphemia, he recognized that she seemed to be trying to cease hostility and decided to put on a more friendly air.

“...So, you’re this Lady Auphemia I’ve heard so much about.” Alf noted, still panting a bit. He tried and failed not to stare at her breasts; even from that distance, their size was unreal, they were amazingly distracting. He just hoped she wouldn’t notice from that angle. 

Lady Auphemia smiled. “And you must be the great hero Alf… slayer of beasts and breasts alike, I see. I’m impressed, honestly… you clearly like tits as much as any man, so it’s really just sheer will power that let you beat my girls’ girls, eh…?”

Alf scratched the back of his head awkwardly, as he replied, “Yes, well… you’ve got quite the defense force in place here, if I do say so myself.”

He smirked sheepishly as he looked over at Sejna, who was looking away, clearly wanting no eye contact with him right now.

“And YOU’VE got quite the sword!” Auphemia beamed. “And I’m not talking about the one on the floor over there either… whooh boy, that is quite the erection you’re packing there! Hahaha, I can see it from here… not bad at all, Alfy-boy.”

Alf blushed all the more mightily as he looked down at himself, his cock raging, desperate for stimulation after all that titty teasing. Not sure how to respond to such a brazen remark from someone of such high standing, he opted to ignore it and get to the point. “Um… listen. I’m not here for a friendly visit, I’m afraid. I’ve heard many a rumor about misdoings going on here, and being attacked the moment I stepped foot in the door did nothing to dispel my suspicions… tell me what’s been going on here.”

“Heh… so you want to know if the rumors are true, eh? Should I start with the ‘exotic animal’ accusations? Because let me tell you there’s no truth to that, atleast not by my definition… I mean, creating monsters is waaaay different then keeping illegally imported animals, wouldn’t you say?” Auphemia casually stated.

“I-I beg your pardon?!” Alf yelled, as Sejna looked up in shock, stunned that she would so easily reveal such a thing.

“Yep, that’s right… I figure you were gonna find out sooner or later, so might as well just let it all flop out in the breeze… hmhmhm.” Auphemia chuckled. “We’ve been creating artificial monsters in our underground lab… but it’s for a noble purpose, believe it or not. See, since SOMEBODY went and defeated the dark lord Satan, monster sightings have hit an all-time low, they’re all basically extinct. Which is actually quite an issue, as adventurers like yourself are almost universally out of a job now… with no one to slay, they’ve stopped buying swords and shields and potions and whatnot. Turns out, they were a vital cog in the financial machine of the modern day… since then, the global economy has dipped down deeper than my cleavage.”

“I… wh-wha…? Really?” Alf sheepishly replied, unaware of this consequence for his actions… after all, it was he who destroyed the demon king himself. He thought he was doing a great thing, saving countless lives and damned souls…

“It’s true… lotta shops have gone out of business already with plenty more teetering on the edge. There’s simply no demand for their supply, and that’s bad for everyone.” Auphemia explained. “Certainly hit the Stansted region where it hurts, at any rate… so to try and boost the local economy, I decided that… well, the world simply needed monsters to fight again. Thus I’ve set about their creation… and yes, I will be siccing it on villages. But they will be controlled incidents… I’ll make sure they’re weak enough for an aspiring hero to conquer before things get out of hand. I just need the world to know that we still need heroes, like yourself...”

Alf seemed humbled by how shockingly logical this reasoning sounded. “Well… that’s understandable, and… I do sympathize. I’m sorry that it happened like this… but still. That doesn’t mean what you’re doing is right. And beyond that… what of the man who came investigating these claims weeks ago? They say he visited here to question you and then never came back… just what have you done with him?”

“A man…? Now that’s funny, I don’t recall seeing any man visiting me any time recently...” Auphemia replied, a finger to her chin as she pretended to be deep in thought. “Hrrmmmm… there was a huge pussy bitch that broke in through my window a while back though, and ended up getting completely wrecked by my titties. Maybe you’d like to see him…?” 

Lady Auphemia grabbed her breasts, fondling them lovingly before pulling them apart and smacking them together. Because of their hefty thickness, they made a rather loud clapping sound as she called out, “Oh Thomas…! Here boy!”

With devout swiftness, a man emerged from Auphemia’s bedroom, rushing out like a dog who just heard the lovely sound of fresh kibble dropping into his bowl. He went right up to Auphemia, actually kneeling down as he excitedly responded, “Yes, my liege?! What is your bidding?!”

Alf gasped at the sight… Thomas was indeed the name of the man he was looking for and the descriptions he’d gotten seemed to match up with the man he was seeing. Though unsurprisingly, he was much more ragged than they made him sound, and seemed to be wearing a set of ravaged armor rather than a business attire. 

“We have a guest here today, Thomas… and I think he’d like to see what a wonderful bitch you are. Stand up so that I may give him a demonstration.” she instructed.

“Ahh yes of course! Right away, Lady Auphemia!” he replied immediately, zipping up to his feet and standing directly in front of her, ensuring there would be a decent view of his mistresses’ next act from the balcony.

Some of the rumblings Alf had heard whisked through his head, talk of Auphemia’s mysterious hypnotic powers, and the thought that the lost bureaucrat may well have become her slave upon his visit. Seeing his unquestioning, devout loyalty out of nowhere… it indeed looked like a form of brainwashing had beset him.

“Just stand right there… and if you get knocked down, stand back up in that same place as fast you can.” Auphemia ordered, smirking as he rapidly nodded his head, so overwhelmed with his desire to please her. 

She proceeded to give her torso a twist, with ease sending her humongous heavy breasts flying, smashing right into Thomas’ face with staggering, knockout power, dropping him like a bag of rocks to the floor. Alf was stunned, and yelled, “Hey! STOP!”

But Thomas scrambled right up to his feet with a smile, despite the bruise forming on his left cheek. Auphemia repeated this motion from the other side, crashing into his face once again and taking him back down to the floor. Alf couldn’t stand the sight of her punishing this brainwashed man, so he swiftly took his sword back up off the floor and came rushing up the steps at high speed.

Auphemia saw him, but paid him no mind, grabbing Thomas and pulling him in to gently, yet firmly pummel him with her tits. As Alf reached the top of the balcony and strode over towards her, the mistress donned a villainous smirk before nailing Thomas right under the chin with a titty uppercut that took him off the floor, sending him flying with a backflip right over the railing. Alf was horrified, shouting “NO!” as he dove to try and catch his leg. But he was too late and Thomas plummeted, a dazed, gleeful smile on his glazed over face as he landed brutally against the solid marble.

As Alf looked down in sheer fright, Auphemia chuckled. “The monsters, I’m doing for a higher purpose. But that…? That, I did for a big gaggle of shits and giggles…”

Thomas was laid out, cracks in the floor from his massive fall… his eyes glazed over as his body was motionless, a huge smile frozen on his face which showed no signs of consciousness. Alf asked, “I-Is… is he…?!”

“Dead? Maybe. Who cares, really… I can find a slave like him anywhere.” she shrugged. 

Alf growled and turned to her, his sword high above his head as he tried to bring it down onto her. Unlike her maid squad, Auphemia made no attempt to avoid this, instead swinging her chest up, letting her huge, soft tits touch the solid steel… his sword bounced right off, the recoil staggering him backwards. He stared at his sword, shocked by what just happened… were her breasts seriously that strong?

Auphemia gestured for him to approach with a beckoning finger, daring him to try again. “Go ahead and try me, Alfy-boy. Because now that you’ve heard what I’m doing and seen what just happened… I have to make sure you don’t tell anyone a damned thing ever again. Your every outcry will be muffled by tons of titflesh… so go ahead, bring it on~”

He readied his sword, gritting his teeth. He had bested ten tits already... he felt he was prepared for two more...

To be continued...