Give in to the Urge

from giant-breast-theft (prolouge comes before part 1)

Hitomi was preparing for a conflict. She was already a beautiful busty Goddess of a woman before the cataclysm. But the events that followed had transformed her to near perfection.

The initial feeding didn’t change her drastically. Most of the other women who survived in Japan, were less voluptuous than those of Eastern Europe or America. There were a few busty idols that she suckled dry greedily, but for the most part the other Asian women did little to sate her thirst. Her real transformations came from conflicts with other Goddesses. So far she has drained three other Goddesses, each with their own impressive traits. 

 The first was Larkin, whose incredible long tongue and large breasts transformed Hitomi into a cock-devowering, titty-fucking machine. By taking more cocks more often she became stronger able to take on bigger Goddesses.

The second was Amy whose giant fake tits, plump pumped up lips and bubble but gave Hitomi the perfect bimbo figure. 

Finally she drained Katarina whose tits had swollen to enormous jiggling proportions by devouring the much more common busty women of eastern Europe. She was a far more impressive advisory that expected, though Hitomi guzzled down her tit-milk all the same.

But the most impressive conflict was yet to come.

As the two guards left, her two chosen female slaves entered. Their task was to prepared the men for fucking and to assist their Goddess during battle. They were stronger than other women too as occasionally while preparing a cock for their Goddess, licking and sucking or stroking the dicks to their full hardness, they would slurp up a little bit of pre-cum.

The first was Anri, who Hitomi had taken pity on during the early days and had allowed to keep her full breasts and pretty pink lips. The second was Katrina, the former Goddess who Hitomi decided after consuming all the extra tit-mass, she would allow her to keep her assets from before the cataclysm, because she was especially efficient at milking other women. This was valuable skill if Hitomi was to come into conflict with a woman larger and more powerful than her. 

There was a commotion outside. The men were getting restless. Hitomi knew that this meant her advisory was close. There was little time left to prepare and by the amount of noise that the men were making she knew that the rival Goddess was far bustier then her. Katrina and Anri took their places either side of Hitomi’s great breasts. The tits had been massive Double J cups before the cataclysm but without a bra on they had hung heavily and naturally down her chest, like two massive udders. But now, enlarged with tit-mass of three other Godessess her breasts had swollen rounder fuller and higher on her chest, their immense mass pushed together naturally forming a perfect crest of deep cleavage. They were so full that they bulged out almost a foot in-front of her and were so broad that you could easily see a good round mass of her tits from behind, either side of her arms. Her nipples no longer faced downward. Instead their sat directly on the front of her tits pointing forwards like the nozzles of two canisters ready to spray creamy milk in great torrents.

Slowly Katrina and Anri started milking their own tits, which despite being large, were dwarfed next to Hitomi’s massive bust. This was an important technique that Hitomi had picked up in previous conflicts. The fresh breast-milks spraying across her tits, would make them more receptive to growth and cause them to become more jiggly and alluring to the men. The wet tit-milk would also give her glorious breasts a beautiful sheen in the sunlight. Katrina and Anri got to work, spraying their breast-milk over every inch of Hitomi’s massive tits. Occasionally Hitomi’s greed would get the better of her and she press her pursed, full lips against her cleavage, parted them, then run her tongue around her mouth lovingly taking down a gulp of the milk. But Katarin and Anri would diligently keep pumping, making sure to cover every spot, so that their Goddess’s tits were completely covered. 

Hitomi’s tits were so massive, that by the time they were done Anri and Katarina breasts were depleted, both of them stood aside their Goddess flat chested and weary. But their job was not yet done. Each of them grabbed one of Hitomi’s breasts and began to massage the milk into the skin. As the huge breasts drank up most of the milk they grew and started to wobble in the servant’s hands. With every slight motion Hitomi’s bosom would quiver and bulge as the kneading of the other women continued. Pleasure shuddered through Hitomi’s body, from her tits down to her cunt. It was a pleasure that was unmatched by the hundreds of orgasms she had been given by the throbbing cocks of her male slaves. It was a pleasure that came with the saiting of her incredible thirst for tit-milk. But she would have to be smart and not let it get the better of her if she was it win her conflict with the new rival. She held herself back from devouring everything Katarina and Anri had. They would need their plump little cock-sucking lips if she was to succeed. Instead she let Anri go down on her. Hitomi watched as Anri’s face disappeared between her thighs. She vanished from her view behind the mountainous mass of Hitomi’s enormous bust. But she felt Anri’s soft fat lips press against her and then the loving licks of her tongue which worked eagerly to bring her to climax. Katarina continued to massage the milk into Hitomi’s tits. As the creamy white liquid was rubbed around Hitomi’s sensitive perky nipples she let out a sigh cumming hard. She grabbed the back of Katrina and Anri’s heads and pushed their faces up into her tits. Their mouths dutifully found her nipples. With no tits left to speak of, neither of them really felt the hunger. But they suckled from Hitomi’s nipples none the less, restoring what breast mass they had lost during the milking.

This part always made Hitomi nervous. There was a powerless, defeated feeling that came over her any-time another woman drunk her tit-milk. No matter how many time she had done this, she had always worried that the women would regain their thirst and try to take everything from her. She was much, much stronger from her strict diet of cock-sucking and could pull them away easily, but she couldn’t shake the worrying feeling. This part was important however. Another trick she had learned in previous conflicts. She had found it easier to defeat bustier women, but having a substantially less impressive but never the less, full busted woman serving at her side. As her tits diminished ever so slightly and Okira and Katarina’s breasts swelled to their previous size, Hitomi pulled their heads away. Their was a satisfying sound as her large nipples popped from their plump pink lips. Their suckling mouth forming an O for a moment as their were pulled away. She gave the two women one last look up and down, ensuring that they were suitable sexually desirable for the task ahead and headed out to meet her rival.