Her Secret Is Revealed

"WHAT THE FUCK!"

Bud was screaming on top of his lungs. "Is everybody else seeing what I am seeing? When did these tits start to jump around by themselves? And why the fuck is suddenly milk spurting out of those trapped beauties? Anybody? Hitomi?"

Bud started to laugh like a madman. "I have no clue what is happening here, but I sure know when I see a goldmine. And those tits of yours, little Hitomi, they seem to be just that! They can freaking dance on their own! How's that???"

Everybody cheered and clapped, and Hitomi went beet red behind the wall. She had to explain it. She had no alternative.

"Al.. alright Bud. Get me out of here and I'll explain."

"Don't think you're going anywhere, sweetie. We still need to do the take, so explain it, now."

"Bud, please! Switch at least that freaking vibrator off!"

Bud signaled Pete to do that, looked at her tits with raised eyebrows, "So, please... explain!"

"Alright. Listen. It's a bit complicated, but if you listen carefully you'll understand. But you know, it's kind of weird to talk to a wooden wall..."

Bud looked around, grinning broadly. "Seems like everybody is listening like they never listened before. At least, I never had the pleasure to get that sort of attention when I wanted to explain something. And by the way, it's also kind of weird to listen to a pair of dancing, milk spitting tits on a wooden wall, but we have no time to get you out of there, so please just go ahead and tell us what's up with your amazing assets."

"Sure. So, I participate in a secret research project that is testing an early prototype of a nanite bra. Just today, my body was 'colonized', those little nano machines were put into my breasts and pussy.

"They can bond together, forming what they call configurations. One configuration is a bra, that's the one I was after. Because, you know, finding bras for breasts of my size is just a hassle. And they all hurt like hell.

"So I figured this is the chance to get rid of bras altogether. It's a dream coming true, no need to to wear those stupid bras ever again! I just let my boobs go into bra mode, and that's it! But because I am the first test subject, they programmed all kinds of different configurations into the machines, so they can run all sorts of tests."

"So, how do you switch between those configurations? Do you have some remote control, or what?"

Hitomi shook her head, which nobody could see. "Well... how did they say? A healthy smack upwards to advance, a smack down to go back, a smack to the left to go one group further and one to the right to go one group back. One hundred configurations or something. Ah, and smack in the middle of the tit to reset. Left breast is dynamic movements and the right one is static positions. Or the other way around."

Chuck grinned. "So we just need to smack your tits real hard and the modes will change?"

"Yup. And that's what just happened."

"Goldmine! And your pussy?"

Damn, did she tell them about that part, too? Why? She wanted to keep at least that secret! Well, too late obviously.

"Smack the end of the tunnel," she grimaced, "not so many configurations, they told me. About 20 they said."

Bud couldn't stop laughing. "So you mean we just need to hit really hard into the end of your cunt to get you do all kinds of weird stuff?"

"Well, if you want to put it like that..."

The whole group laughed and joked around about her new abilities. They all couldn't wait to see her assets in action, and Bud had just the right idea to get them going.

"Alright, but first we need to finish up this scene. Pete, hit her straight in the middle so her boobs stop dancing around, and then we continue."

Pete came forward, took aim, and hit Hitomi's boobs hard. Hitomi squeaked as his fist connected with her swollen melons. The girl protested, but it worked. Her boobs stopped spinning and looked as stressed out as ever before.