....try her out. (begin Antagonising path)

Wordlessly, without even a readable facial expression, you reach over and put a hand on her tit. Gold Rush sucks in a quick breath and looks up at you with pleading, fearful eyes as you keep your hand still on top of her melon -- she doesn't dare move, or speak. It's like she’s just waiting for your final judgement.

“Hm.” You say, starting to move now and gently weigh up the fat tit in your hand.

Gold Rush shudders as you mold the hefty mound slightly, teasing your fingers oh-so-gently into the shirt material. It makes her eyelids droop, and she even yawns, smacking her lips together dozily as one of her eyes half-closes. You look up at her face curiously, eyebrow cocked, keeping your hand under her tit as you study her reaction. Her glossy eyes, her lazy expression... she seems already to be totally unaware of her surroundings and docile, just from this hand lifting her boob. And she's getting increasingly weak and dozy the longer you keep it barely compressed like this

Still totally silent, you give her breast a squeeze in one single testing pulse, without warning. Your fingers sink in, through the shirt's fabric -- and it's an immediate knockout. Game over.

Gold Rush's eyes roll up in her head and she slumps back on the bed, arms limp by her sides and eyes slowly closing, out like a light. Her parted lips make way for each of her steady breaths, as she slides a bit down the bed, shifting under the **** of gravity without any way to keep herself up. You put her under, no doubt.

Satisfied, you take your hand away and turn back to the TV.

“You’re right. It really doesn’t take much.” You muse. “But we’ll make it so it won’t matter! We’ll- Gold Rush? Oh.”

Your empassioned speech stops. Right. You put her out cold just now, so she can’t hear you. Come to think of it, that stress ball squeeze probably just ended this whole training session. From the looks of things, she's pretty deep in her slumber, and won't be waking up any time soon.

......You’ll just have to purge this memory from your head. After all, it was probably all your imagination anyway -- there’s no way you could treat Gold Rush like that and get away with it. Let alone actually put her down with just the grip of your hand! That would be ridiculous! For some reason, you feel your pussy gush at those thoughts.

So, uhh, you'll definitely make yourself forget about this little experience, but.... before you do that, and purge it from your memory, maybe you can take a moment to use her for a few poses. She won’t mind, right?

You pull up one of her eyelids to check, and she’s still sleeping like a baby. Acting fast, before you can think twice about what you're doing, you move her unceremoniously to the ground off of the bed. She ends up facedown, with one of her cheeks smushed up on the floor and her ass up in the air, forming a sort of triangle. Feeling your heart soar with thrills, you stand up beside her and put your foot on her face, picturing crowds of people cheering your name....

You’re the new Champion! You knocked out Gold Rush! She’s down, she’s down!

You can't help but grin, giddy with the rush of victory. It's not every day you get to beat your hero. When you've finally had your fun, you pick her back up off the floor (with some effort), and lift her to the bed. Pulling her under the sheets for extra comfort, you tuck her into the bed, taking care that the covers are comfortable for your hero.

Standing back, and admiring her sleepy face, you reach forward one last time to grab her tit through the blanket and give it a little side-to-side shake. Her full lips part in her sleep as the jiggling of her boob makes her moan, and probably extends her rest by another twenty minutes. But it's worth it, for how cool it makes you feel! You giggle amusedly.

You bend over to give her nose a quick apology kiss, then leave for the Courtyard, brimming with confidence and glee. You’ll see her for more training later, when she's feeling a bit less banged up. Hopefully she gets a good rest tonight -- she must be working herself so hard, to randomly drift off in the middle of tape review for no reason like that! No wonder she’s the best, with that sort of work ethic!