Delilah's turn

{if SexfightLastOutcome == 2}"I suppose it's for the best that you're too weak-willed to even try put up a fight. It'll save me a fraction of time." Delilah says, passively. "Why don't we start by giving your chest some attention too?"

{else}"That was sad. Really sad." Delilah says, looking at you with disdain. "You may as well not be trying at all. Oh well, this won't take long either way."

{endif}Delilah begins her turn with an arrogant smirk, taking each of your boobs by their underside and hefting them up. She basically wastes her entire first turn on bullying your chest, but when she does it, it feels less like a waste of a turn and more like she's just very confident that she doesn't need the turn to win. Wh-which is scary!

"Look at these massively overgrown things." She says dismissively, squeezing and rubbing at your boob flesh. A-aren't hers pretty much the same size, though? "You should be ashamed, walking around with these jutting out."

It's a bit embarrassing, but her cocky domineering comments are actually having a bit of an effect on you. Your face is all red already, and even though she hasn't touched it at all, your pussy is starting to feel all tingly and sensitive.... it almost feels as though, if she wasn't talking and taunting you, you'd be able to hear it crackling like pop rocks...

You squeak as she suddenly gives each boob a hard squeeze, which makes her laugh mockingly before going back to her steady massages. Your body shudders with embarrassment.{if Sorority == False}{if Milkable == True}

Delilah smirks, and shifts her thumbs to rub in small, precise circles under your breasts, looking down with focus and making small adjustments. The pressure of her soft thumb tips is made more by the fact that they're the only thing supporting your chest right now. Wh-what? What's she doing...?

"Why don't I just get my hands in the right spot again, and...." Delilah quietly says to herself, still smirking.

Your eyes go wide all of a sudden, and you suck in a quick breath as you realise what she's trying to do. Is she.... is she trying to milk your chest again, like last Friday?!? But you'd assumed that was something to do with the pill she made you swallow!

Panicking, you thrash around in her hands, and cry out desperately.

"N-no, please!" You stammer. "Don't make them spurt milk again, please!"

Delilah just laughs cruelly, and keeps at it, holding you in place with her strong hands as you struggle. Nnnggg..... y-your boobs are starting to tingle.....

"Time." Professor Phoebe says. Delilah releases you, and you fall back onto your hands, breathing heavily. W-was she really...? Delilah regards you with a confident smirk, and relaxes her position, waiting for you to take your turn again. You can't tell if she was playing you just now, but either way, it made you feel really, really hot.....{else} Your exhaustion from the combat class is really starting to show. Your entire body and brain feels like it's slowing down to a total standstill thanks to her hands, and her cool, calm way of control is really making you feel hot.....

"Time." Professor Phoebe says. Delilah releases you without pressing any further, and you fall back onto your hands, face red and breath heavy.

Th-that was too much for just one turn.... you look her up and down as you try to gather yourself, as she sits on her haunches relaxed and elegant, waiting patiently for you to take your turn. You don't like how steady her breathing is right now, or how totally composed she looks.... not one bit!!{endif}{else}Your exhaustion from the combat class is really starting to show. Your entire body and brain feels like it's slowing down to a total standstill thanks to her hands, and her cool, calm way of control is really making you feel hot.....

"Time." Professor Phoebe says. Delilah releases you without pressing any further, and you fall back onto your hands, face red and breath heavy.

Th-that was too much for just one turn.... you look her up and down as you try to gather yourself, as she sits on her haunches relaxed and elegant, waiting patiently for you to take your turn. You don't like how steady her breathing is right now, or how totally composed she looks.... not one bit!!{endif}