At a larger sorority in the evening.

Chris sighed deeply. He was way too tired to go to a party. But his friends kept insisting he join them. Apparently this party was gonna be crazier than any of the others. He however had just gotten off of a 10 hour shift and would much rather go home to decompress away from people. Yet here he was, on the street walking with his friends Mark and Jason and their dates Miriam and Lola. He hadn't met these women before thanks to only knowing Mark and Jason for a couple weeks, but he felt like they were clearly of his newly formed friends leagues. How they both had managed to get girls with tits the size of their heads to go with them was beyond him. Part of him wanted to simply turn around and leave but his pals had been very insistent on the fact that he wouldn't want to miss this one. Going on about some sort of secret that ws about to be revealed. He had no idea what this meant and was honestly kind of nervous about it. The last thing he wanted was to get completely caught up in some crazy party lasting all night and being forced to head to work the next day without getting any sleep.

As the group of five arrive, Chris notices flashing lights and loud music already blasting from inside the complex. So far it looked like a regular party to him, although perhaps a little crowded. Making it inside was not an easy task as the group squeezed through the crowd in the hallway. Mark and Jason immediately start working their way to the crowded bar, with their sluttily clad girls in tow. Being forced to shout to make himself heard, Chris makes it clear that he'll try and find somewhere to sit down whilst the others grab a drink. He's not quite sure if they understood him properly as all he recieved in return was Mark holding his arm up briefly for Chris to see, before the crush of the crowd separated Chris from his friends. With a sigh of slight relief the Asian american man tried to navigate around the building to somewhere less occupied, a task that was not very easy. Whilst being forced to squeeze his way between people chatting, laughing and drinking, Chris noticed something a bit odd about the people around him. Most of the women he spotted seemed to be absolutely stunning. Immaculate skin, well groomed hair, unblemished faces and a fit figure. But most obviously was the size of their breasts. At least half of the people he saw seemed to sported tits to rival pornstars, and most of them were on full display through various sexy outfits showing plenty of cleavage. Chris had heard that this place was a large sorority, which often meant a lot of party girls and cheerleaders. But the amount of baddies at this party felt ridiculous. He had been to these sorts of parties before and never seen anything like it.

Managing to barely make it through the crowd without accidentally shoving his face in someones exposed cleavage, Chris feels slightly triumphant as he finds a less crowded bedroom to invade, complete with a couple chairs and a bed. There was a couple in the corner who were clearly making out, but in his mind party rules demanded that this was public space as long as they hadn't claimed the bed yet to have sex on. Taking a seat on a beanbag, he did still feel a little awkward waiting for his mates. He didn't want it to seem like he was perving on the two strangers. The asian american shifts a bit to make himself comfortable, trying his best to seem inconspicious when someone else enters the room. A woman with lovely tanned skin and a beautiful affro, scans the room and notices Chris. She smiles faintly at him and nods towards his bean bag.

- Do you mind scooting over?
Chris looks slightly surprised but he creates some space in the massive beanbag for the stranger to join him. She walks over, black platform shoes vibrating the flooring below her before she slumped down on the beanbag with surprising grace. The stranger turned to face him and held out one hand with a smile.
- I'm Eve.
Chris took her hand and shook it back with a nod. Taking in her properly now that she was closer. The woman was stunning. Clad in a unbuttoned black leather jacket exposing her midriff and some tight fitting jeans that showcased her shapely legs. Underneath the jacket she was wearing some sort of form fitting sports bra, containing a huge pair of breasts that he probably spent half a second too long staring at as he brought his gaze back to her face with an apologetic look.
- Sorry...The name's Chris.
- Don't be. I get it all the time. Kind of hard to hide such puppies after all.

Eve looked down at her own tits, hefting them up slightly to prove her point.
This lady was forwards. Not unusual for a party girl though.

In an attempt to change the subject chris noticed the woman hand't brought a drink with her.
- Didn't want to try and elbow your way to bar either?
Eve looked slightly confused, before realizing what he was getting at.
- Hmm? Oh! Yeah. I've honestly never been a huge fan of crowds, but my flatsisters convinced me to come. The alcohol isn't why i'm here anyways.
- Why are you here then?
- Honestly. I want to find a man to have some fun with. There is this thing I need to try in the bedroom.
Wow...at least this woman was honest. And the fact that she was seemingly still sober almost scared chris. Usually the girls at these parties needed a bunch of alcohol in them before they would admit to such things.
- I see...and is a coincidence then that you decided to sit next to me?
- No. Not really. You're good looking. But to be completely honest I mostly just wanted somewhere away from the crowd.

Chris nodded with his head towards the couple in the corner, causing Eve to look over briefly.
- Oh. They're harmless no? Not like they're interrupting our conversation. Up here we can at least talk without shouting.
- I suppose you're right about that Eve. Honestly i've had a long shift at work so i'd rather take it easy too.
- Cool. I like easy.
Eve smirked, shifting in the beanbag closer to Chris as she placed a hand on his leg. If there was any doubt in his mind before that she had been flirting, it was more than obvious now.

- So...Chris. Want to skip the chatter and go straight to making some art?

He was flattered but he felt a bit uncertain. This almost felt too perfect, as if he was being set up. Besides if he got home with a girl tonight he'd for sure be late or even miss work the following morning.
- I dunno...I have this thing I-...
- Getting cold feet? I have just the thing to help cheer you up.
Chris wasn't quite sure what this meant as Eve seemed to fish out something she had kept hidden in her sportsbra. Pulling out a smartphone the girl smiles whilst unlocking it.
- Going to give me your number instead?
- Nah. Just a small motivation to show you what life is all about.
- O..kay?

Eve turned the phone on its side as she navigated to her favourite video on youtube, showing Chris the joy of the bimbo cheer routine that all titsluts adored. Chris' eyes focused onto the screen, unfortunately thanks to the loud music of the party he didn't really pick up much of the sound but he could see everything. Some sort of bimbo looking woman was performing a highly specific dance routine, her tits bouncing up and down whilt doing so. He felt confused. Why was Eve showing her this?

- I uhm...I don't really get it?
Eve was puzzled, why didn't he like it like she did? She tried to turn up the volume on her phone but it was already on max.
- Well its like...a cool routine! The music is too loud though...you can't really hear the song properly. Try holding it up to your ears maybe?
Chris wasn't sure, this felt silly, but he'd humour this girl a little longer. She seemed mostly harmless. Holding the phone to his hears and concentrating he manages to pick out on some sort of lyrics, repeating over and over again.
- Hmm....oh...alright. I think I can tell what they are-...
His thought process was halted as the memetic virus took hold.
- Yeah?! What are they singing about?
Chris pulls the phone back down, staring at the screen with a slight smile as he takes in the bimbo woman once more.
- About how women are titsluts thirsty for cock. Kind of a little on the nose if you ask me.
- What do you mean?
- Well. I already knew that.
Chris looked down at Eve's tits, leaning in he grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it through her sports bra.
- I mean...it's not a secret or anything that you're a titslut that uses your breasts to please men. Right?
Eve shook her head. Making her breasts jiggle from the motion.
- Nope! But the video was still fun right?
- Not as fun as painting your tits with my cum will be.

Chris grinned. He was so lucky to have found such a willing titslut at the party. Eve giggled in response to such flattery.
- Ready to go make some art now then?
- Fuck yeah.
Without hesitaton, Eve rolled herself over so that she sat on Chris' lap. With surgical precision she unbutton his jeans and fished out his cock, stroking it gently with one hand. The asian american looked down, smirking as his member was caressed, feeling blood flowing to engorge every cell. Fully erect he stood ten inches tall, although some ancient part of him swore he used to be smaller. He shook the faint feeling of doubt away. Why did it matter, he was about to bury it between the massive orbs in front of him. With a greedy smile he leaned forwards and started massing Eve's tits, letting his hands in underneath her sportsbra to start toying with her nipples.

- Mnnn...you can be rough with them Chris. I need you to explode like you've never done before.
- You can bet on it Eve. Not gonna leave any part of your tits uncovered.
Fully erect, Eve leans down, forcing Chris to stop massaing her tits. But it is for a good cause as he feels her shove his cock between them, using her sportsbra as a natural barrier to keep it safe inside. He moans happily as he feels her soft titflesh completely envelop him as he begins to gently pump up and down. Rhythmically, she matches his tempo, moving her torso up and down to help him along. As the man begins to leak pre-cum, wet splotches form on Eve's perfect breasts, seeping through her tight sports bra.
- Mnn...that's right. There we go. You've got more though. I won't leave here without needing to change clothes~

- Who said a titslut like you shouldn't wear my cum as a trophy though?
- Good point. That way it's even more obvious what my breasts were made for.

It takes a surprising amount of time for Chris to cum as the two settle into some sort of hypnotic trance. Perhaps its a part of the memetic virus. either way its hard to tell exactly how much time passes as their brains are fully highjacked by now, replaced with the desire to simply fuck breasts. Up and down, in and out. After having made his own cock and Eve's cleavage completely sticky from his pre-cum, Chris' cock finally seems to give in as he is brought over the edge.

- Fuck...Eve...gonna cum!
- Don't hold back. Alright? I want all of it, all over!
She squeezes her tits together harder, feeling his warm cock throbb as it starts to jerk, sending ropes of hot sticky cum straight into her tits. With a triumphant smile she leans slightly from side to side to guide his cock where it pokes out from between her tits, making each rope have a slightly different trajectory. Chris groans happily as he closes his eyes, riding the wave of his heavenly orgasm to completion. With a couple final squirts he feels completely spent as Eve's tits are now well and truly covered. The artist smiles as she takes in the creation, enjoying the patterns that had been created on her now sticky bra and at the top of her chest. One rope even made it to her collarbone, creating a slight pool in the natural dimple.
- Well? Was I a good canvas?
Chris, slightly dazed looks up and nods slowly.
- Oh yeah~
- Good. As an artist it's important to work with good material. And I can tell you have some really high quality stuff for a titslut like me~
Eve teased as she grabbed her bra and started to rub in the cum into her tits, using one hand to start scoop up any leftovers, using his semen as lotion.
- Do you think people will be able to tell?
Chris nodded back.
- That you're a titslut wearing a guys cum as perfume like you should be doing? Yeah. They'll be able to tell.

As if on queue the couple in the corner who had been making out had since long noticed the two of them were getting up to a little more than simple frenching. Eve and Chris looked over at both, who looked appaled at what they were seeing. Right as the man looked like he was about to speak up Eve jumped to attack, grabbing her phone like she had done before.
- Say...you two haven't happened to see this cool video?