Meet The ASS Girls

You wake up feeling surrounded by warmth and softness. You hear people talking quietly nearby, but you're so cozy that you don't want to let anyone know you're awake... You keep your eyes closed and listen.

"She's just so... flat. Where did she come from? And in that space suit? It looks like she's someone important, but then why are her boobs so small?"

"Hmmm, I dunno. She's cute, though. And her ass is nice. I don't think she's, like, a spy or whatever." This voice sounds closer than the other one.

"You looked at her ass?"

"Like, duhh." The close voice giggles and you feel your body shake. You open your eyes, unable to continue pretending to sleep, and your vision is taken up by two massive orbs hovering over your face. Tits. You fidget slightly and realize you're laying in a woman's lap... an extremely busty woman. Your head is gently cradled between her legs, and you blush at the realization that the comfort you felt when you woke up was from her thick thighs. You guess from her purple yoga pants and unbelievable figure that the woman holding you is the same one who caught you when the hover-bike crashed.

"She's awake." You hear the further voice say. It belongs to a young woman, maybe 19, wearing the same black ASS arm band and a tight yellow T-shirt that can barely contain her own massive pair of breasts, with the clear outline of nipple piercings, leaving her midriff exposed. She's also wearing very small booty shorts that expose the bottom of the curve her ass, which, like the woman cradling you, is nearly as big as her breasts.

She cocks her eyebrow up, watching as you very obviously check her out. She puts her hands on her juicy hips, waiting for you to realize that you're gawking at her. In that moment, you finally realize how attracted you are to both women and blush again. You don't have too much experience with this, especially when it comes to other women.

The woman holding you cranes her neck to see you past her big breasts and gently strokes your cheek.

"Aww, there you are. You doin' okay, baby?" Her voice is sweet and bubbly, and she seems older than the other girl, despite her more business-like demeanor.

"Hey!" The second girl pulls the other girl's arm away. "She could be a spy for the Tit Cops! We can't trust her yet."

"Orrr, she could just be, like, some poor lost girl who wants to be loved and valued for more than her boobies. Besides, I've never seen a Tit Cop without tits." The girl holding you giggles again and your whole body shakes and bounces. You try to think back to your training, wondering what you should do when you get incredibly turned on.

The younger girl kneels down next to you. "Why don't you have tits? Are you trying to infiltrate ASS? Do the Tit Cops know about the Body Mod device we stole?"

The other girl strokes your cheek again. "It's okay, baby." She coos. "We just want to know, like, who you are."