Never Wonder About A Ladies Bust!

An eight foot Wonder Bust has huge prehensile tits, that moves exactly how Betty wants them to or just moves freely, doing their own dance. She was born with this ability, but it was Touko that found a way to improve her boobs, giving the Wonder Bust name more meaning.

BACK STORY

Betty Brown always had a natural ability to control the way her boobs moved. She could make them form any cup shape, but could never expand them the way Madame Bosomy can. But having the ability to give a man a glorious titjob or motorboat, without ever lifting a finger, was the most amazing thing to her. She could never get enough of it, as her boob muscles do not tire-out. In fact the more she does it, the longer she can move them, non-stop. Another upside is how they could take any kind of impact, with little to no effect. Her skin had only light invulnerability, as it would take several bullets to actually break her skin, but her tits were completely immune to impact. And even better, she had mastered her control of them so well, that she could deflect any object back to its point of origin.

When she was only nineteen years old, she thwarted the actions of two active shooter psycho-paths, when they both turned and shot at her. Standing ready to sacrifice herself and die for all the innocent people around, she went after them in an effort to take them down before the bullets took her down. Several shots hit her with great pain but she kept going and in a sudden effort to stop this madness, she moved her boobs in perfect line with the barrels of their automatic rifles. As one bullet from each weapon hit both her nipples, they were instantly reflected right back to where they came, going right back down the barrels. Colliding with the next bullets, both rifles were instantly jammed, as she clothesline both idiots. With her arms holding down their shoulders, she flexed her prehensile boobs apart and smashed them right against their faces, stopping their protest. After several minutes, both were **** and the threat was over, as Betty looked around with some relief. Everyone they shot, was still moving, only suffering non-fatal gunshot injuries. It was thanks to her efforts, that the two never had time to kill any of the half dozen people they shot, nor aim at any of the children in the area.

Seeing this is what caught Touko's attention and she knew Betty had to be a part of the DWA, after Touko used one of her contacts to make a viral post of Betty being called Wonder Bust. After the two met, Touko found ways to help Wonder Bust make her boobs move in ways that remained in motion, without Betty having to focus on them. After learning this, she once made her boobs dance in alternating circles and left them that way for three days straight. She slept, bathed and went about her days with them continuously moving the same exact way, without Betty ever needing to even think about her tits. It was like they were alive and doing all the work without Betty giving her marvelous living breast a single thought.

While in the ring, you make a remark about her being all good and justice, but no fun. The audience boos your comments, calling you a "Terrible" opponent, in a play on your new given show name. You continue to taunt her, thinking she has to wait for the bell, before she can do anything. She retorts, walking over to you and bending fully forward and putting her tits inches from your head. You swallow hard, mesmerized by the view, when you realize just one of her boobs are more than twice the size of your head. They suddenly spread apart, raise forward and collapse around your head, smashing your face into her cleavage. You feel the pressure increasing and her standing, as she is lifting you off the floor using just her bust. Holding her hand on her sides, she makes this all look far too easy for her, while you struggle to escape her cleavage prison.

You were not expecting them to move on their own like that, but when she applies smashing pressure, it cuts-off your air completely. You struggle to get free and grab at her tits to part them, but you can feel her tits firm in the areas of your hands and actually push against them. It was like she had independent muscles, within her boobs, making you wonder how she is doing all of this, completely hands-free. You become afraid that the match will end before it even starts, hoping to not pass-out from the lack of air., as the bell had not yet been rung. Even worse, they will not ring the bell until you are both in your ready positions, at opposite ends of the ring. Even if the rules were bent and the bell rang, what could you do with just her tits already defeating you.

Several minutes later, you still cannot breathe but then you wonder why you do not feel like you need to. A good amount of time has gone by, during this airless boob smothering, but you do not really have much need to breathe. You can hear the audience's reaction to Wonder Bust boob grab-and-hold, but she is walking around the ring as normal as anything. She never lifted a finger to capture you, but she is sure to make a fool out of you, hands-free with her hands still on her hips.

Eventually, she actually did lift at least one finger, when you felt a hard flick on your cock. Everyone is all too impressed that she found your cock so easily, seeing as how you are completely out of her view, still trapped in and under her bust. Just to show off to them, she places her hand under and points a single finger directly at your cock. Unable to see this, you put your palms together and dig in under her cleavage. It was the only thing you could think of to free your head, other than trying to reach back for her nipples. You never even knew you were erect, until you felt her nail hit it, but then you can feel your body's natural survival instinct on full **** and surging to your erection. Although you do not need air, your genitals still think you do and are doing everything to maintain reproduction mode. After a few more flicks, you immediately pull your hands from between her tits and reach down to deflect her attack to your penis. Aside from you waving your hands around, she expertly continues to strike your penis with playful stings from her fingers.

You can hear the audience cheering her on, so you grab and cover your penis, in order to stop her. After Wonder Bust shows a pouty face and taps her chin, as if in thought, as you effortlessly try to wiggle your head out of her boobs. Still holding your crotch looked hilarious to the crowd, as they all laughed at your pointless attempts. Pointing a finger into the air, Betty gets an idea to have your penis free for her to play with again. Feeling a small gap opening in her tits, you see that as your only chance to get your head out. You immediately dive your hands, right back into her under cleavage, knowing you will get out this time... but it was a trap! With an even firmer press, you feel her titty-meat compress and squeeze around your arms, imprisoning your head and hands. Now your struggles made no difference, as her cleavage just formed a mold around your head and arms, completely immobilizing them.

Several girls in the audience start loudly cheering at her skilled boobs, while she bullies you, hands free. You never thought it would backfire so horribly, but it got worse when you felt her tits actually roll. Pulling you a little further in, she had you submerged down to your chest, with most of your upper half now trapped in her living cleavage. While you struggle to get both your head and arms out from her boob prison, she pushes her hand forward, presses her finger directly onto the tip of your cock. Your unheard voice coats her chest soothingly, as those same girls in the audience, all hold jaw dropping shocked looks. While Betty is clumsily unaware of how hard she is pressing her finger into your dick, you moan heavier into her cleavage. The vibration of your voice has an almost massaging sensation and caresses her tits, making Betty's eyes actually drift close, in enjoyment. Flailing your legs around does nothing, as it seems like your cock is magnetized to her finger tip, already approaching orgasm. With your outfit seeming to encase your genitals, making a perfect sleeve for them, she could feel your cock pulsing on her fingertip.

That is when you realize Touko must have done something to make you this way, and this outfit must be engineered to hug over your cock, this way. There is nothing else to explain how you have not passed-out by now, from the lack of air, and clothing does not suddenly fold itself onto a person like this. Although your movements were enjoyable, Betty was getting other ideas of her to tame you. Grabbing your kicking legs, she brings them above her tits and pins your feet into her top cleavage, putting you into a crab position. Right around her boobs, you are now upside-down with your back pressing against her tits. The up-side for Betty is that your cock was sticking straight out, making you look more like a bow and arrow, stuck in her cleavage. She had never thought of the idea of boob-archery, but made a mental note to try it out someday.

She left the ring, as you were declared a forfeiture for never leaving her breast, so the bell could be rung. In the most humiliating defeat yet, you lost the match before it even started and now you are still stuck in this embarrassing situation, while she walks you around the arena. Purposely bumping and pressing your cock into other boobs and ladies, while she signs photos and poses with fans. Several of them made sure to play with your genitals, and she even stayed there for a little while, to see if any of them would make you pop. But every time you got close enough to cum, she decided to move on to someone else. The edging teasing went on for about twenty minutes, and you could barely even struggle anymore. Feeling your surrender, Wonder Bust finally left the arena with you still stuck in upside-down boob-tow.

Now in the locker room, she releases your head beneath her but keeps your hands and feet held into her cleavage trap. Standing in front of a mirror, her boobs lift on their own, so she can look directly at you and give you commentary on the match. Now hold her hands behind her back just to show off, she starts giving pointers you actually could have used against her, had the match actually started. You how humiliated you felt, but then she offers to make it up to you and starts toying with your parts again. Twiddling her fingers around your balls and still erect penis, she did not want to release you just yet.

After all of that, you have no more energy and can only rest.