
"Hey Percy!" Lucy Tran waved at her friend when she saw him walk into the
lecture hall. His face brightened when he saw her waving and he picked
his way through the half-filled room to sit down next to her.

"Hey Lucy, long time no see, how they hangin' bro?" Percy and Lucy had
a semi-ironic habit of addressing one another in the most exaggerated
stereotype of a douchy bro that they could think of. Lucy had always
been a bit of a tomboy, and when they had met in high school, their
relationship had just kind of grown out of a riff on her skater persona.
Her skater vibes were not quite as strong these days, but their relationship
had been well and firmly established by the time Lucy started easing back
on that side of her personality. It was fun, but Lucy regretted that it
precluded Percy seeing her as a woman.

"Yeah, it's been a while," *since you started going out with Alice* she
thought with annoyance. Percy had a way of disappearing when he got a
new girlfriend. "How you been?"

"Pretty good, you know, just hangin' out bro." He made a 'horns' sign
with his hand and fluttered it back and forth in the air. "I'm just out
here trying to send the gnar, you know? I'm just waiting for the freshies,
you know?"

"Ummm, actually I think this is new lingo for me," she confessed.

"Oh, it just means fresh powder. I'm just kidding though, I actually haven't
been skiing at all this year."

"Yeah, it's hard with classes." *And that bitch Alice would probably never let
you. I bet she's never been on a ski lift in her life.*

The professor walked in and began going over the logistics details that the students
would need to know about during the coming semester, forcing Lucy and Percy to put
their conversation on hold.

When class wrapped up Lucy turned to Percy, "You hungry dude?"

"Yeah, I could eat,"

"Sick, let's dining hall it?"

"I'm down bro," he replied as they left the building.

Once they got outside, Lucy swung her backpack around so she could unhook her
skateboard and dropped it onto the sidewalk. Percy jogged to catch up with
her as she kicked off, but she adjusted her pace down so that he could walk.
"I know classes are a lot and all, but we should definitely try to hit the
slopes before this snow melts." She gestured at the banks of snow that
were piled next to the sidewalk.

"Yeah I know. If I don't come out this season you might get good enough that
you can keep up with me,"

"Hey!" Lucy protested.

"You know it's true. Snowboards just can't handle terrain like skis can. You
should switch bro,"

"Yeah, but skis are, like, super lame dude," she retorted, "you gotta consider
the lame factor,"

Percy laughed, "you're just jelly."

"Hey Percy!" Lucy turned to see Alice Wells waving at her friend. She was definitely
not waving at Lucy.

*Biiiitch,* Lucy couldn't help but think at the sight of the curvy brunette. Lucy
had never liked any of the girls that Percy dated, which was probably inevitable
given that they were dating a guy she had been low key crushing on since she was
16, but Alice was particularly bad. Percy had a hard time standing up the girls
he dated, and Alice seemed to have figured that out faster than most and started
using it to her advantage. It hadn't quite gotten Emma bad yet, but based on the
expensive new handbag hanging from her shoulder, Lucy was worried it was heading
in that direction.

"Hey Alice!" Percy's face brightened and his whole demeanor grew sunnier at the
sight of his girlfriend. "Have you met Lucy? She's a friend of mine from way
back in high school."

The two girls had met briefly when Percy and Alice first started seeing one another,
but it had been very brief. Lucy had social media stalked Alice as she did all of
Percy's girlfriends, to see just how many pieces she would be picking up in 6 to
8 months, so Lucy had a decent sense of the other girl. Apparently Percy's slender
Asian skater friend hadn't made enough of an impression on Alice the first time
because she plastered on a fake smile and said, "no I don't think so, nice to meet
you." Lucy thought she could detect a slight narrowing of the other girls eyes.
Alice wouldn't be the first of Percy's girlfriends to be uncomfortable with their
new boyfriend spending time with Lucy. Lucy's style was about as feminine as an
six pack of Budweiser, but she was still 5'10", in good shape, slim and model pretty.
She was quite tall and leggy, especially for a Vietnamese girl, which made her quite
a lot of people's type. She had never had any trouble finding guys to hook up with when
she got the itch, though Percy had never paid her any attention. She might have had
good prospects as a fashion model, but Percy definitely had a type and Lucy knew she
wasn't his. *You got nothing to worry about from me, not with those knockers,* Lucy
thought. Alice looked like she wore DD cups or something. Lucy wasn't sure since
she had never really had to pay much attention to bra sizes. Her short growth
into A-cups hadn't afforded her many chances to learn the system while she got
remeasured.

"Nice to meet you too. You want to come to lunch with us?" Lucy asked.

"Oh, Percy and I were actually planning on having a couple's lunch," Alice smiled
apologetically.

Percy, Lucy noted, looked like he was hearing about it for the first time.
"Oh, yeah, sorry Lucy. I guess I forgot about that. We can hang out some other time
though."

"Yeah, sounds good." Lucy waved as they turned to walk away. She kicked her skateboard
up into her hand and watched dejectedly. If Alice turned out to be as controlling as
Emma had been, Percy could wind up with a rough patch ahead of him. The only reason
Emma hadn't gotten more money out of Percy was that he hadn't had full control over his
trust yet. Now that he was a legal adult his trustee wouldn't be able to protect him
from his poorly thought out boob influenced decisions. Lucy wasn't totally sure how
rich Percy was, but she was pretty sure he was a multi-millionaire. She at least knew
that unlike her, he wasn't going to be graduating with any debt.

After skating across campus and grabbing a burrito from a shop right outside the edge
of campus, she went back to her dorm. She finished her meal, then got up and walked to
the bathroom. A half-used package of birth control pills sat on the counter. She had
been planning to throw them out after her breasts started swelling right after she started
using them. She had called her doctor to ask about it, and the doctor had said that it wasn't
dangerous, but Lucy didn't really want her body to change that much. It had just been
a few days, and her bras were already noticeably tight.

She looked at the half empty package. It wasn't dangerous. If Alice was as bad as Lucy
feared she would be, Percy would need someone to rescue him, but she knew from experience
that Percy could be hard to convince once he got obsessed with a girl, especially one as
well endowed as Alice. Lucy might be able to fight fire with fire though. She punched a
pill through the foil and popped it in her mouth.

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"What's up dude?" Lucy leaned her skateboard up against the table and plunked her backpack
down by Percy's feet. She wore her signature beanie, a baggy black t-shirt with a graphic so
faded that it was impossible to identify and jeans. It was a pretty typical outfit for Percy's
friend, but whereas through all of the five years that they had known one another that t-shirt
would have hung straight down over her flat chest, now two prominent bumps were apparent on
Lucy's chest. It was clear from the way her nipples poked through the thin fabric and her
breasts swayed as she moved that she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Ummm, hi, what's up Lucy?" Percy said after a moment. Lucy witnessed Percy get throw for a
loop by boobs before, but it had never been her boobs doing the throwing. It was kinda nice.

"Not much, except I apparently need to buy new bras for whatever reason," she sat down.

"Oh, umm, really?"

"Yeah, it's super weird. It's like I'm hitting puberty all over again. Is second puberty a
thing?"

"I don't know. My cousin's college friend grew an extra inch when he was 36, so I guess it can."
Percy said, trying hard not let his friend catch on to how much her frank references to his
favorite part of the female anatomy were turning him on.

"Well I have no idea what's causing it," Lucy lied, "but I hope it stops soon." Another lie.
"None of my bras fit anymore. If they get much bigger I'm probably going to start falling
off my skateboard or something."

"Yeah, that sounds like it sucks,"

*Yeah right, you love it you perv,* she thought, "Thanks man. Hey is it weird for me to talk about
this? I mean we're bros right? This isn't weird?"

"No, no don't worry about that. I can- I can handle breasts." He reddened, "I mean, I can handle
hearing you talk about your breasts,"

*You really can't dude,* "Ok cool, just checkin'. Hey let me know if your balls swell up or something."

"Haha yeah,"

Lucy stretched and leaned her head back, thrusting her chest out and giving Percy a good look at her
new C-cup breasts. "Alright, let's nail this test yeah?"

"Yeah," Percy assented.

They studied together for a few hours before Lucy said she had to leave. Percy packed up and headed
home soon afterwards. The entire walk back to his apartment, he couldn't get the image of Lucy's
swollen breasts pressing up against her t-shirt out of his mind. He had always just thought of
Lucy as one of the guys until that moment, but seeing her standing over him with the evidence of
her femininity so clear had totally realigned the way he saw his friend. Lucy was pretty, and
she had somehow turned into the kind of girl that got him in trouble seemingly over night. *I shouldn't
be thinking about Lucy like this. She's just a friend, and besides, I'm dating Alice. I have to be
good to Alice.* He told himself. Nevertheless when he went to sit on the toilet and stroke his
eight inch cock into the bowl, it wasn't Alice he was thinking of.

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"I'm going to go grab seconds, be back soon," Lucy got up from the table and made her way back towards
the buffet area of the dining hall.

"Dang, where does she put it all?" Percy asked.

Tom glanced back at him, "You're seriously not seeing that our girl's getting 'tic?"

"Well, I mean, yeah I, obviously." Lucy's body had completely transformed over the last half
semester or so. She had gone from slender to curvaceous seemingly over night, a fact made
even more obvious by a wardrobe refresh that seemed to be all about tight jeans and tighter
tops. "I'm just sayin', she can eat."

"That's true, I don't know if I could keep up with her these days and you know how much
I eat," said the 6'3" former rower.

"That's very true, you've gotten a bit tubby since you quit the team," Percy ribbed his friend,
only doing so since it was clear that he hadn't. Percy and Tom were both still in great shape
after having left the crew team. They regularly hit the gym together. In fact, gym sessions with
Tom had been one of the only times that Percy saw any of his old friends for a little while there
after he started dating Alice. That had changed when it turned out he and Lucy were taking a
class together and she started suggesting that they get lunch with Tom or some other friends before
class about once a week. Percy hadn't mentioned the lunches to Alice, and since she had a class
right before his history class, there wasn't any reason she would find out. Percy tried not to think
about it, since if he did, it would make him feel bad about not being a dutiful boyfriend. Still, he
wanted to see his friends and Alice had a way of coming up with reasons to spend time with him
alone whenever he tried to hang out with them.

Tom shadowboxed in Percy's direction in retaliation for the "tubby" comment and grinned. "You
going to Blake's thing this weekend? Everyone's going. Lucy already challenged Gordon
to penalty pong."

"Actually, I have a thing with-"

"Alice and I are going to skip off to a lake in the clouds and stare into eachother's eyes
for seven hours without blinking, so strong does our love burn!" Tom clasped his hands to his
chest in an over-dramatic gesture.

"Hey man, chill out, Alice is great."

"Yeah, why don't you bring her to the party?" Tom asked. "We'd love to have her." He wouldn't, but
he wanted his friend back.

"Alice doesn't really like that scene."

Tom made a whip cracking motion in the air and a soft "whhhhhhkkkssss" sound just as Lucy came back
up.

"Hey bro, don't be sexist," Percy admonished.

"How was that sexist?"

"Really?"

Tom turned to Lucy as she set down her second heaping plate, "Lucy, you're a girl."

She grinned, "I am? Awww, gee, really? I've been wondering why I've been bleeding every
month. That explains so much!"

Undeterred, Tom pressed on, "You're a girl-"

"Allegedly," Lucy interrupted.

"Well, right, you're allegedly a girl, so you agree that it isn't sexist for me to say that
Percy is pussy whipped. Right?"

"Well, of course it's sexist,"

"Thank you!" Percy said.

"But I'll give you partial credit since you're right Tom," she grinned.

"Hey!" Percy protested.

"Liberals destroyed with facts and logic," Tom laughed.

"Are you spending too much time on the wrong side of YouTube again Tom?" Lucy pointed an
accusing french fry at him before popping it in her mouth.

"I can't help it that you just channeled Ben Shapiro, Lucy," he gave her a smug grin.

"Hey Tom?"

"Yeah?"

"I got a balloon for you." Lucy cupped her hands tightly at her mouth and began blowing loudly
between her thumbs. After several breaths, her middle finger, and only her middle finger, had
risen proudly until she was flipping Tom off.

"That's actually pretty good, can I steal that?" Percy asked.

Lucy grinned, "yeah."

For the next fifteen minutes Tom caught Percy up on the antics his old gang had gotten up to
over the weekend. Lucy occasionally interjected, but for the most part focused on her food.
When she finished, she leaned back, lifting her DD cups as her back arched and highlighting
their size in her tight black crop top. Percy allowed himself to admire his friend's chest for
a fleeting second as her attention was directed elsewhere. "Let's head to class Percy," she
stood up and Percy could see that the stomach that had been tight and firm when they entered
now bulged with food, forming a very slight pot belly beneath the Asian girl's bust.

"Oh, yeah, we got to hurry," he said, glancing at his phone. He scooped up his backpack
and followed his friend out. It wasn't just her expanding bust that had changed. Lucy had always
had nice legs, but over the course of the last semester her ass had really filled out and her
thighs had thickened a bit so that her tight jeans made for a pretty impressive sight. It was
a bit of a shame when she pulled on her puffy coat before heading outside, but even with the
voluminous down concealing her body, Percy was very aware of the fact that his friend had
become a total smoke show for the remainder of their walk to class.

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Percy: Study sess at mine this Sunday?
Roger: Can't make it, I got plans for the long weekend.
Wendy: I'm in.
Lucy: Down. When?
Percy: Idk, whenever. 1ish?
Lucy: Sounds good to me.
...
Percy: @Wendy
Wendy: Sorry, yeah sounds good.

The semester was winding down and the students were focused on preparing for performances,
finals and last hurrah parties depending on their proclivities. The long weekend was kind
of dead time, where most classes had wound down, but only the most diligent students really
felt the need to study. Alice was going to spending most of the weekend with her dance
group preparing for their end of semester performance. Percy felt terrible about the sense
of relief that gave him. He loved Alice of course, but lately she was just so hard to please.
He had just bought her a car, but if anything she was even more controlling and demanding.
He figured he would take the opportunity to study since he didn't really know what she would
want him to do for her during finals period. The last time she had had a midterm, he had wound
up holding flashcards for her for hours and not studying for his own accounting exam nearly
enough. His grade had suffered. He would need to be proactive if he was going to maintain his
good GPA and keep his girlfriend happy.

He spent Sunday morning studying for other classes, and was surprised when his phone rang
with the number that the door buzzer used at 12:30. "Hey,"

"Hey, it's Lucy, can you let me in?"

"Yeah, sure," he pressed the 7 on his phone to do so and the call ended.

A few moments later, Lucy was walking into his apartment. She was covered from head to toe,
but her tight leather jacket and even tighter black jeans still made her body very distracting.
She set her backpack and skateboard down by Percy's couch and plunked down with her legs and
arms spread wide in a very masculine posture that Percy thought just managed to highlight her
obvious femininity. "I hope it's okay I'm early."

"Yeah, yeah, it's fine. I was just doing some studying for some other classes."

"Dope, dope. I already got started on some flash cards. We can finish working on them and
then drill one another?"

"Sounds good."

"I've already done most of the Three Kingdoms period. You want to do the Sixteen Kingdoms period
and then I can start on Northern/Southern if I get done first?"

"Yeah, sounds good dude. Let's move to the table though."

"Good point." Lucy got up and moved over to Percy's kitchen table.

They settled into a companionable silence as they worked, filling out the cards that Lucy had
brought. After about forty minutes, their phones buzzed. Lucy fished hers out of her pocket.

Wendy: I'm pretty hung over, idk if I can make it.
Lucy: We'll be here a while, you could come later if you want.

"Well, it looks like it's just us. You want to order some food?" Percy asked.

"Sure, I'm always hungry these days." Lucy set her cards down and stretched. Evidently feeling
a bit warm, she unzipped her jacket, revealing a tiny red tube top and not much else. The thin
fabric of Lucy's sleeveless top left almost the entirety of the tops of her firm cantaloupe
sized breasts bare, exposing a truly awe inspiring amount of cleavage. When she arched her back
in another stretch, the fabric of her top pulled up enough that Percy could see a hint of
under-boob above her firm stomach. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, since her large
nipples made prominent dents in the fabric and her tits had stretched out the poor top so
much that it had become translucent. It was skimpier than many bras, and the sight of his gorgeous
friend sliding her jacket all the way off sent blood surging to Percy's cock.

Lucy noticed the way her friend seemed gobsmacked as she took her jacket off and felt a buzz of
satisfaction. She hadn't exactly been planning this, but she would be hard pressed to claim with
a straight face that picking out her sluttiest top had been an coincidence. She allowed herself
a moment to admire Percy's body while he was distracted, eyes lingering on his muscular arms and
chest. Turnabout is fair play after all. "What type of food are you thinkin' dude?" She asked after
a moment.

"Ummm," Percy dragged his gaze up to meet his friend's eyes. It had been easier to gloss over how
pretty Lucy was when she was a flat chested skater bro in a flat cap and baggy clothes, but as
her body had rapidly changed over the last semester, he had become ever more aware that his
friend had always had a remarkably beautiful face. Just being around Lucy made him feel a bit
disloyal these days.

"Pizza?"

"Uhhhh, yeah, that sounds good. I can order it," he managed.

"Great, let me know how much I should Venmo you."

"I-it's ok. I got it."

Lucy rolled her eyes, "come on bro, let me pay for my own shit. You're rich, we get it."

"Ok, umm, sorry, I didn't mean to-" the timidity he always felt around pretty, and, well,
busty, girls was coming to the surface.

"CHILL bro!" she laughed, "I'm not offended or anything, just let me pay is all."

"Ok, right, sorry," he turned back to his laptop to place the order.

As they continued to study, Lucy noticed that Percy's flashcard creation pace was slower
than it had been before she took off her jacket. Feeling a thrill of pride at the likely
cause, she kept her back straight and shoulders back to further highlight the bosom that
seemed to have thrown him for a loop. Not that her boobs needed highlighting to appear
massive. Lucy didn't have any bras that fit anymore, but she had measured herself a week
ago so that she could order some new 30G cups online. It was amazing what her birth control
had done to her body. A few months ago, her growing boobs had even started lactating, and
she could feel the sense of fullness within her breasts. She had woken up full, but had
forgotten to pump in her excitement to get over to Percy's place, and now she could feel
the growing pressure as her milk glands slowly produced more and more.

"Ok, I think I'm done." Percy said.

"Great, let me just finish up a few more about the northern and southern period. I'm almost
finished." Lucy said.

"Wow, you got a lot done." Percy said. Lucy had always been really smart, even if she seemed
to want to hide it behind her broy personality sometimes, so he wasn't surprised that she was
had made more than double the number of flash cards that he had. Of course the fact that she
had started early and he had been paying too much attention to his study buddy's incredible
rack had a lot to do with it as well.

"Yeah, you gotta keep up dude," she grinned at him. God, she was so gorgeous.

"You want water?" Percy got up turned to the cabinets next to his stove.

"Yeah, sounds great."

Percy poured two glasses of water and brought them back to set them on the table. He did his
best not to ogle Lucy as she focused on making the last few flashcards, but without the
distraction of his own work, it was hard to avoid looking at her. Percy tried to remind himself
that he had a wonderful girlfriend and that Lucy just considered him her bro. He shouldn't start
being a creep to his friend just because she had turned into a busty babe. Try as he might though,
he just couldn't think of Lucy as just one of the guys anymore.

"What?" Lucy asked as she looked up and caught him looking at her.

Percy shook his head, "ummm, sorry, nothing. I just spaced out."

*Yeah, right,* she thought. "'kay. You ready to start drilling these?"

"Yeah let's-" his phone started to ring, cutting him off. He fished it out of his pocket and
answered. "Great, I'll be down in a sec." He hung up. "Pizza."

Lucy pumped her fist. "Yes, I'm so fuckin' hungry right now."

"Back in a few," Percy headed towards the door.

"Dope,"

Percy re-emerged a few minutes later with the large meatlover's pizza they had ordered.
"Gimme a minute, Alice just called," he said, setting the pizza down next to Lucy.

"Sounds good." Lucy immediately opened the box of pizza. She made steady progress through
the pizza as the time that Percy spent alone in his bedroom stretched on and on. She wasn't
paying all that close attention to how many pieces remained, so it was with a guilty pang
that she realized that there was only one piece left. "Lucy, you pig," she admonished herself
under her breath, rubbing her swollen stomach. Her appetite had been huge ever since she stared
taking her birth control, but this was a ton of food even for her. Her hand rose to grope her
breasts which were already feeling full as her body worked to turn her meal into milk. "I should
probably order another one for Percy though," she muttered, navigating to the pizza place's
website and placing an order for another pizza, medium this time.

She got up to see how Percy was doing and apologize for eating all the pizza, but she stopped
in the hallway when she him just sitting on the couch with a slumped posture and a dejected
look on his face. "Hey Percy, you ok?"

Percy looked up at her, "Alice just broke up with me."

*Bitch,* Lucy thought. This was the third time. She had "broken up" with him a few times when
she wanted something he was showing a little backbone on. The last time Percy had bought her
a car in order to get back in her good graces, "oh no, that sucks!" She walked over and sat
down next to him on the bed, her thigh pressing up against him. "I'm here if you need a
shoulder to cry on," she nudged him.

"I-I don't know if that's a good idea Lucy. Alice doesn't- she broke up with me because I
didn't tell her I was only studying with you."

Lucy made a soft indignant sound, "What? That's fuckin' dumb."

"I know it seems unreasonable, but there's context."

Lucy turned to face him, a motion which pressed the edge of her breast against Percy's arm.
"Well, she's not your girlfriend anymore. You don't need to worry about what she thinks."

"Ummm, yeah, I-I guess," Percy had never been good at standing up to pretty girls.

"Just tell me what you want. I'll go if you want me to, but only if *you* want me to give
you some space. I don't want you thinking about what Alice wants right now. Do you want
me to go?"

Percy looked at her, "no, no I don't."

"Then I won't," she smiled, "it will get better dude," she wrapped him in an awkward sideways
hug. He felt himself stiffen as her soft breasts pressed hard into his arm, swallowing it up
with feminine flesh.

When she pulled back, Percy reached over and slid a hand over his sleeve until he found a wet spot.
"Lucy why is my sleeve wet?" As he asked, he noticed the twin dark spots that had formed around
Lucy's nipples.

Lucy reddened, "Oh shit, I'm really sorry." She brought her hands up to pat at her swollen breasts.
"I, uuhhhhh-"

"You're lactating," Percy realized.

"Umm, yeah, it started a few months ago, I think it's the same thing that's making me gain weight."
she explained.

"Does it, uuhhhhh, hurt?" Percy asked. He still hadn't managed to take his eyes off the dark stains
in Lucy's top. The dents that Lucy's nipples made grew even more prominent as she realized how
enthralled by the revelation he seemed to be.

"Yeah, it gets kinda uncomfortable if I let the girls get too full, like now," she slid her hands over
her breasts, "there's kind of a pressure that I can feel building." Lucy didn't actually mind
the feeling, but playing up how uncomfortable it was was part of her plan. She squirmed a bit.

"Do you, umm, want to, umm go to the bathroom and umm, release the pressure?"

Lucy knew she could squeeze some of her milk out by hand, but she saw an opportunity, "I kinda
need suction for it to work. I have a machine back in my dorm room that I use."

"Oh, so you need to go home?" His eyes still hadn't left her chest and she could see his Adam's
apple bob as he gulped.

*I thought he was distracted by my boobs, but he's enthralled now that he knows I'm lactating,*
she thought. "I'm just so full now that I'm worried about leaking more on the way home. I'm really
sorry I forgot to drain the girls before I came here." She cupped her boobs and pressed them softly
together for emphasis. "Would it be weird if I asked if you could help me out?"

"Y-You mean?"

"Provide suction." There was a predatory light in Lucy's eye now, but Percy was too hyperfocused
on her breasts to pick up on it.

"Y-yeah s-sure." *She's in pain, I'm just helping out a friend, that's all.*

Lucy turned towards him, throwing one leg over his until she was straddling him. His legs and her
plump ass provided her a significant height boost over him, and Percy found himself looking up at
her as her face hovered six inches or so above and in front his own. He could feel the heat of
her bosom radiating against his neck and face. She squirmed her body closer to him, and he
realized that his hot cock pressed hard up into her ass as she wriggled into a more comfortable,
and intimate, position. His face was briefly buried in her cleavage as she shifted. Lucy leaned
back, giving him a view of her as she pulled her top off her head in one smooth motion,
letting her huge, plump breasts bounce free. She was so much bigger than Alice, Percy thought,
feeling a bit guilty for making comparison, then feeling guilty for having a topless girl in his
lap minutes after Alice had broken up with him.

Before Percy could have second thoughts, Lucy slipped a nipple into his mouth. He began to
suck. Hot milk flooded his mouth, and Lucy gave a soft coo of pleasure above him. Her whole
body had been growing more sensitive to sexual stimulation as her breasts and ass swelled
through the last semester, and the sensation of Percy's lips sucking at her engorged nipple
sent shivers of pleasure through her body. Evidently, Percy was enjoying having a face full
of Lucy tit even more than she was enjoying stuffing her boobs in his face because his
body tensed and she could feel his cock pulse beneath the fabric of their jeans.

Percy pulled back, "s-sorry, Lucy, I-"

"Shhhhhhhhhhh, it's fine Percy. Just suck."

Percy's face burned with shame, but he did as he was told. Lucy began to coo with pleasure once
more. "This feels so much better than my pump," she told him. One of her hands was creeping towards
the top of her jeans. She popped open the button and slid her hand into her panties as her moans
grew louder. Her hard knuckles dug painfully into Percy's lower abdomen, but he didn't complain.
His flagging cock began to stiffen once more. When she felt that, Lucy pulled her hand out of her
panties and grabbed his thick member through his jeans, pulling back a bit to be able to do so.
They made eye contact and neither said anything for a few pregnant moments. Guilt warred with lust
within Percy. He didn't say anything as Lucy reached up to unbutton his jeans and hopped off the
bed to tug them off his legs before sliding her own jeans and underwear down to the ground.

She now stood before him nude, and Percy could just look at her in awe. His long time friend, who
he hadn't thought of sexually for so long, had become the most enthralling object of desire he
could imagine. She came back to him, straddling him once more and positioning his cock below kinky
hairs of her womanhood before easing herself slowly down. She was wet and his prior emission was
still present, so she slid easily onto him, gasping in shock at the sheer size of him. Percy knew
he had a big dick, and the there was nothing quite like witnessing a girl's reaction as his 8"
cock entered her. "Fuck, you're so huge," she gasped. She slipped the nipple he hadn't been suckling
at into his mouth and he began to suck, evening out the pressure in her breasts.

Percy hadn't quite finished with either breast, but Lucy was growing inpatient, so she pulled back
and began riding him with a vigor driven by the high strung state of arousal Percy had driven her
to with his suckling. It didn't take her long before she was cumming, let out big breathy moans
of delight. Her ecstasy seemed to trigger Percy's own because it wasn't long before he was cumming
into her, sending a small jet of spunk up into her womb, it's size diminished for being the
result of his second orgams. "Oh, fuck, Lucy, holy shit, you're so fucking hot." He gasped,
falling back onto the bed.

She followed him down, laying atop him. "You too Percy." She brought her lips down to meet his,
and they shared a long slow kiss, their lips moving against one another in time to some unheard
tune. She pulled back, "you too."

They stayed like that until Percy's dick began to soften within Lucy. "I was planning on making a
'no hetero' joke after you finished sucking on my tits you know. I don't think it would be very
believable now though."

"No, not really."

"Do you have tissues or something? I don't want to drip on your bed."

"Ummmm, yeah," he stretched his 6 foot frame out until he could snag a box of tissues from the
bedside table.

"Thanks bro," Lucy pulled a few out and reached down to clean herself up, lifting her hips slightly
to free Percy's cock.

"Bro?"

"Yeah bro, I'm still your bro, bro, that doesn't change just because we had sex." She gave him an impish
grin.

"My mistake bro,"

She leaned down and kissed him on the side of the mouth before rolling off him and swaggering
towards the bathroom, "come on, help me wash off." Percy allowed himself a moment longer to
bask in the afterglow before levering himself up and following Lucy. She was already in
the shower when he got to the bathroom, so he stepped in with her. She immediately turned and
pressed her body to his. The hot water ran over their skin, giving it a rubbery feel as they
moved against one another. Lucy wrapped her arms around Percy's neck and gave him a long,
slow kiss before turning and grabbing his body wash. She stepped out from under the stream
of water, pulling one of Percy's hands with her so she could squeeze a dollop of body wash
into it. She pressed his hand to her generous chest and Percy began to run in the soap,
spending far longer than was entirely needed on cleaning the voluptuous Asian girl's bosom.
"You going to do the rest of me?" Lucy asked, when she realized that Percy seemed too
focused on her boobs to break out of the loop.

"Y-yeah, sorry."

*My boobs really do a number on him, huh,* "It's fine, I can't blame you, the girls are
pretty amazing." She turned to present her back to him. He scrubbed her back, getting to
all the places that she couldn't reach as well as the ones she could before his hands
moved lower. Lucy bit her lip as his strong fingers dug into her plush ass. He spent quite
a bit of time massaging her cheeks, though she didn't need to break him out of it like
she had when he fixated on her chest. He moved on to her legs and then reached around to
scrub at her pussy. Lucy let out a soft sound of pleasure at that, turning her head around so
that she could kiss him while pressing her soapy back to his muscular chest. One of his
hands rose to cup her breast and she could feel his dick begin to re-inflate, pushing up
against the underside of her ass. She reached back and grabbed his rallying dick, leaning
forward to let her face and breasts press up against the steamy glass of the shower wall
and sliding his dick into her slick pussy.

Percy's hands settled on the upper curve of Lucy's hips and he thrust a knee between her legs
to adjust height of her hips until he could line up the angle of attack. He began thrusting
slowly, conscious of how slippery the soapy water covering them made things. Lucy's moans
grew louder and louder as he moved within her. It didn't take long before a screaming orgasm
crashed through her, leaving her panting against the glass. Having cum twice already, Percy
was too tapped out to join her, but the presence of the naked girl wrapped around his dick
had been enough to keep him plenty hard. "Wow, Percy, that was so hot. You want me to help
get you off?" She slid off his dick and turned to face him.

"I think you've wrung me out. I'm only mortal," a sheepish smile crept over his face.

She slid her hands over his hard chest, letting her hands linger on his prominent pecs.
Percy was struck by how small and delicate her hands felt against him. How had he never
really seen Lucy? "Could have fooled me," she murmured.

They held one another's eyes for a long moment. Percy guilt at having sex with another woman
so soon after Alice had broken up with him warred with the overwhelming feeling of rightness
he felt as he looked into Lucy's dark almond shaped eyes. He had never felt this way about a
girl before, and he wasn't one for tepid attraction. He brought a hand up to slide a wet strand
of her black hair back off of her face, "Lucy." He didn't elaborate.

"Percy," she leaned forward and, sensing what she wanted, Percy brought his forehead down to
meet hers. They spent a long moment like that, foreheads pressed together, hot water sheeting
over them to pull their lower lips down and stream off their noses, the last of the soap
sliding from their bodies.

"What happens now?" Percy asked.

"What do you want to happen?"

"I don't want to stop doing this."

"But you feel guilty," she said.

He sighed, "Yeah."

"She broke up with you."

"Yeah."

"She's not good for you Percy. You know that. You remember Emma? She's like that."

"She's not..."

"Percy," she pulled back and pressed a finger to his chin, keeping him focused on her
face.

"Lucy,"

"How much money have you spent on her?"

"Not that much. I have a lot of..." he deflated, "too much."

Lucy didn't say anything, just came back in and hugged him. She knew she had won, but there
was a mournful note to it. However long she was with Percy, the fact that they had hooked up
so soon after Alice had broken up with Percy when they both knew she hadn't really meant
to leave him, just to manipulate him, would always hang over them.

"Lucy,"

"Percy,"

"Thank you. You're right. Alice isn't. Alice isn't good for me."

"No Percy, girls aren't good for you."

He looked at her for a long moment, "yeah."

"I won't be good for you Percy,"

"No, Lucy, you're different. We've been friends forever. You're my bro."

"Yeah, Percy. Always. But I don't want to be the next bitch who chews you up and
spits you out."

"Are you saying you don't want to be with me?"

Lucy sighed, "I really really do."

"Not too long ago you told me to do what *I* want, not what I think someone else wants.
What do you want, Lucy?"

Her eyes dropped and she spoke softly, "You Percy. I've always wanted you."

*Always?* Percy thought. He pulled her head down so he could kiss her on the forehead,
then wrapped his arms around her. They stayed like that until their fingers had long since
gone pruny in the water and steam.

Just as they were toweling off, Lucy's phone started to vibrate. "Shit," She ran over to
grab it from her pants pocket and picked up. "Yeah, great, be right out." Hanging up,
she turned to Percy, who was looking at her quizzically, "Pizza. I accidentally ate too
much so I ordered some extra for you."

"Oh, ok. Let me go get it, that way you don't need me to buzz you back in." He quickly
threw on some clothes and headed to the door.

When he got back, Lucy had discarded the towel and put her pants back on. Her tube top
was damp and hanging from one of the handles of his kitchen cabinets, so he figured she
had washed it in the sink. Percy's eyes were drawn to Lucy's thick nipples as they poked
out proudly into the air. Despite being topless, his Vietnamese friend's breasts were full
enough to for her to form cleavage, and it was very hard to tear his eyes away from the
smooth golden tinted skin of her naked breasts.

"Percy?"

"Ummmm, yeah, sorry,"

Lucy smirked, "You got boob sniped didn't you?"

Percy reddened a bit, "Ummm, yeah, haha, I guess."

Lucy strutted up to him and took the pizza from his hands, "I think I've found your weakness."
She put the box down on the kitchen table next to the larger box. "Lucy used big mommy milkers!
It was super effective!"

Percy reddened further, "Y-yeah, I guess you got me."

Lucy grinned at him, "Duh." She walked back and grabbed his hands, slapping them against her
naked boobs. "It's kind of impressive how even after I so thoroughly drained those big balls
of yours, you still can't get enough of the girls. You're such a perv Percy."

"S-sorry,"

She laughed, "don't be sorry. I'm the one who should be sorry for eating all the pizza."

"You ate all of it?"

"Well, almost. I just kinda spaced out and then by the time I got to the end there was only
once slice left. I've just been so hungry since my boobs started growing I guess I didn't
realize how much I was eating. Normally eating as much as I have been would have turned me
into a ball by now, but I guess I don't have to diet while I'm going through second puberty.
See," she spun around and pressed her back to Percy, pushing his hands down to wrap around
her stomach. Though it had bulged with food less than an hour or so before, it was now flat and
trim once again. Percy could feel firm abdominal muscles under a thin layer of skin. Lucy
had always had a sexy midriff, but now that it contrasted so starkly with her heavy breasts
and the ripe ass she was pressing back into his crotch, he really noticed it.

"Instead it's just turning you into a goddess."

*Is that how he sees me?* Lucy thought. He sounded so serious. Worshipful almost. "You really
know how to butter a girl up, huh?" she turned around and gave him a cheeky grin before planting
a kiss on his lips. "Now come on, I've distracted you enough. Eat your pizza."

Percy walked over and got himself a plate before opening the box of pizza and pulling out a
slice. He didn't look all that enthusiastic, but he took a bite.

"Meatlovers is great, isn't it?"

"Yeah," Percy agreed. Alice had been vegetarian (except while drunk or out with her friends),
so he hadn't had this kind of thing in a while. Despite that, he found he wasn't enjoying it
that much.

Lucy must have picked up one some of his hesitancy because she said, "It's ok if you aren't
feeling it. We could get something else. Burritos?"

"N-no, this is fine." He shot a glance at Lucy's heavy breasts, remembering the milk that
she had so recently allowed him to suckle.

"Ok, sorry. Forget I said anything." Lucy saw the way that Percy's eyes still hadn't left
her boobs. The moment stretched out, "Uhhhh, Percy?"

"Y-yeah?"

"What you thinking about dude?"

Breasts, especially bare breasts, and especially ones as perky and huge as Lucy's, tended
to erode Percy's willpower and filters. "Ummm, food I guess?"

"So there is something you'd rather have? You can tell me." Lucy was starting to get an
idea of what Percy was thinking about, and felt the heat building between her legs.

Now that she had asked him so directly, Percy couldn't muster up the ability to gloss over
his desires with a white lie, "Ummm, your, ummm, I guess, your, ummm,"

"My breast milk? You thinking about my milk?" she cupped her heavy bust. She produced milk
especially quickly after a big meal and her boobs were already feeling pretty full. She
wasn't in any danger of leaking, but there was definitely plenty of milk in there.

"Y-yeah," he was unable to look away from Lucy's boobs.

Lucy's nipples stiffened even more than they already were. *What a perv. He just can't
help himself. I guess I'm a perv too since now I can't stop thinking about it either.*
"So would you rather eat the pizza or drink my milk to finish your lunch?"

"M-milk," Percy confessed. He felt shame flood through his body even though Lucy didn't
seem to be judging him.

"Mmmmmm, well, before you can have more, I'm going to need to make it for you." She already
had a fair amount of milk sloshing around in her heavy boobs, but had an idea about how to
make this more fun. "It's going to take some time, so let's watch something in the mean
time."

"Umm, yeah, ok. What do you want to watch."

"Hmmmmmmm," at first Lucy was going to suggest a new superhero movie that had just come
out on streaming, but then she had a wicked idea, "Let's watch Fairy Tail," she said
naming an Anime noted for its high density of extremely busty characters. "But there
are going to be rules."

"Rules?"

"Yep!" she chirped, stacking the two pizza boxes on top of one another and leading
Percy over to the couch in front of his TV. "First rule: no pants." She grabbed
his button and released it before undoing his zipper and yanking his pants down
around his ankles. Before he really know what was going on, she shoved him backwards
so that he fell down onto the couch. She turned to point her bubble butt at him and
slid her own pants down a little slower, giving him plenty of time to appreciate the
thin yellow panties she wore that her ass swallowed up. She plunked herself down
onto his lap, making him sink down into the couch. Lucy was only two inches shorter
than him so the position, not to mention the generous seat cushioning she carried
everywhere, meant that Percy was only able to see if he leaned awkwardly to the side.
Her hips were wider than his own, and his couch was soft enough that when he sank
down in under her weight, the cushions rose up to nearly kiss her firm flesh where
it spilled out past the edges of his legs. Lucy squirmed around a few times to get
comfortable before reaching down between her legs and grabbing Percy's semi-chub.
She positioned his tired dick directly between her plush ass cheeks and flexed her
glutes, giving it a powerful squeeze.

"Second rule: you have to feed me. I'm going to be working hard making the rest
of your lunch, so you have to put every bite in my mouth for me so I can save
all my energy for making milk for you." Lucy wasn't sure if being made to feed
her would tweak Percy's fetishes, but she had a feeling. Her instinct was confirmed
when she felt his cock stiffen between her butt cheeks.

"Third rule: when you're not feeding me, I expect your hands to be covering my
nipples. I look like a total slut right now, you need to keep me decent."

"I like that rule."

Lucy giggled, "I figured you would."

"I'm not sure how it reduces the sluttiness factor though."

"Oh my god! Did you just call me a slut?!?"

"Ummm, uhhhhh-"

"Kidding dude, kidding." She leaned forward and grabbed the remote. Before she
turned on the TV she cleared her throat, "Rule three!"

"Right. Sorry." Percy brought his hands up to cup her boobs. Lucy noted that
they were moving too much to really cover her nipples all the time, but she
wasn't about to complain. It took her a little longer to navigate to the
show than she otherwise would have, since she was distracted by his strong
hands rubbing against her sensitive flesh.

She pulled the smaller pizza box onto her lap and Percy seemed to understand
what she wanted because he opened it and lifted out a slice. He had to devote
enough attention to serving her that he wasn't able to devote much attention
to the show. He didn't get many more opportunities to fondle her breasts because
she was constantly demanding that he keep feeding her. From time to time Lucy
would compare herself to the pneumatic women in the show. "You think I'm bigger
than her? Maybe not yet. I'm still growing though." Or, "I do kinda look
like the Lucy from the show, don't I. I mean I'm not magical or blond, and
I'm pretty sure I'm taller than her but we've got a few things in common,"
followed by a suggestive shimmy.

Those comments where just about the only times that Percy looked at the screen.
The rest of the time he was too overwhelmed by the sensations of Lucy's body
pressing down into his. Whenever he managed to focus on the story she would
flex her ass and his focus would be yanked down to the hot length of man meat
sandwiched between her plush cheeks. She consumed the whole pizza within remarkably
short order, but instead of being satisfied with just that, she reached out and
gave Percy the last of the slices from the original pizza to feed her. "I'm going
to turn this all into milk," she told him, patting her once-more swollen stomach.

When he finished feeding Lucy, Percy was able to devote a bit more attention to
the show, though he was still thoroughly pre-occupied by the gorgeous girl in
his lap. Percy was a strong boy, but though Lucy was pretty slim for the most part,
her height, thick thighs and bulging curves gave her a surprising amount of weight,
and his body was starting to ache from the strain of holding her up. If anything though,
the discomfort made Percy even more aroused as his submissive tendencies came to
the fore. Lucy seemed to be paying attention to the show, but somehow whenever
Percy managed pay enough attention that his hands stopped massaging her breasts,
Lucy would flex her ass a few times and leave Percy thoroughly distracted by
his rising lust once again.

Lucy kept Percy on the edge with well timed squeezes of her plump ass and the
soft noises of pleasure she made when he tweaked her nipples for another two
episodes before she decided that she had digested enough of the food into milk.
Before the next episode could autoplay, she paused the show and then turned
around, being sure to rub her naked tits all over Percy's face. Without saying
anything, she pulled his boxers off and slid her panties down around her feet,
though not before Percy saw a large wet spot on the front. Evidently, he hadn't
been the only one who was thoroughly aroused over the last hour or so. Lucy
stepped forward to straddle him, easing herself forward and pressed his
by this point rock hard cock into the heat of her sopping pussy. As he entered
her she let out soft wordless coos of pleasure, her mouth slightly open and her
eyes fluttering.

Percy's whole world had narrowed to the hot length of his manhood in Lucy's
pussy and the massive milky breasts she offered him. He latched on to an
erect nipple and she let down her milk, sighing with pleasure as her long
time crush gulped greedily at bounty her birth control pills had given her.
This time, the pleasure didn't overcome them before Lucy's breasts were
fully drained, and Percy was able to finish suckling one, then the other
until they were dry. They may not have been too overwhelmed by the experience
to switch to fucking halfway through like the last time, but they were both
still pretty close to orgasm by the end of it, so it didn't take Lucy long
to draw an orgasm from her lover by bouncing up and down on his thick cock.
The vibration of his eruption and knowledge that she had yet again brought
him to completion pushed her into a simultaneous climax.

Lucy placed her cheek on the top of Percy's head and positioned his face to
bury it in her cleavage while the tension fled from her body. "That was
nice."

"Mmmmmmm," Percy would require a bit more time before regaining the power
of speech. Even once he pulled himself together, he was still muffled by
his lover's doughy boob flesh, gone softer than usual now that her breasts
had been drained.

They stayed that way for a while before Lucy said, "Weren't we going to
study or something? What time is it?"

"I dunno."

"You got tissues in reach?"

"Ummmmmm,"

"Can you carry me to the bathroom? Or at least over the kitchen floor. I don't want
to get cum on your couch." It probably wouldn't be an issue since Percy's balls
had already been pretty dry, but better safe than sorry.

"Let's see." He wrapped his arms around her torso tightly and stood up. Lucy
locked her legs around his body to help him. She was nearly as heavy as he,
but the front-pack posture was a pretty good one for carrying her and Percy was
a strong boy so he was able to awkwardly waddle over to the bathroom. They
managed to arrange things so he only pulled out when she was suspended over
the toilet. A tiny bit of cum slipped out and plopped in the water as he did.

"Whoah, nice dude, two points," Lucy grinned and made a "radical dude" gesture in the
air with two fingers.

Percy chuckled, "You're not really preserving the feminine mystique here."

Lucy chuckled, "Obvs, bro. Besides, I think I made my point."

"You're point? It's sex, not a debate."

"Still."

"Yeah, I guess you did. You're really fuckin' hot, you know that Lucy?"

She grinned as she wiped herself off. "Thanks dude, you too."

Lucy's top was thin enough that it had dried out, so she got fully dressed and
even put on her jacket and zipped it up. They really did need to study and as
much as she loved the way Percy didn't seem to be able to keep his eyes off her
boobs, she didn't want to distract him and hurt his test performance just for
her own sexual gratification.

They studied pretty diligently for the next four hours, only losing about
half an hour to unplanned make out sessions. They even managed to keep most
of their clothes on throughout most of the period. When they stopped, it was
7:30. Normally, Lucy would have headed back to her dorm, but neither of them
really wanted that and they just kind of naturally found themselves transitioning
into ordering dinner and picking out a movie to watch - this time the superhero
flick that Lucy had been thinking about earlier rather than an oversexualized
Anime. They cuddled on the couch without getting too distracted by the presence
of one another's bodies.

When the Thai food they had ordered arrived halfway through the movie, Lucy dug into hers
with gusto, having already completely digested her truly massive lunch, but Percy
once again only picked at his food. When she finished eating, Lucy didn't even ask,
just took his Pad Thai from him and started eating it.

"I was eating that!"

"Yeah, barely. We both know what you really want. Don't worry if you ask nicely I'll
let you have it." Since they had stopped studying, she had once again shed her jacket,
and now she pressed her boobs together in her low cut top suggestively.

"Okay,"

Lucy bit her lip, "It hasn't even been 12 hours since we hooked up and already you're
a total milk junky." Percy reddened, "awwww, don't be embarrassed. I think it's hot."
She kissed him before returning to her meal and turning back to the movie.

As the credits began to roll, Lucy turned to straddle him once more as she freed her
milky breasts so he could suckle for the third time. They made love while she suckled
him once again before going to bed together.

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Alice was starting to think that breaking up with Percy had been a mistake. She had expected
him to start begging for her to take him back within a day or so like he had the last few times
she had broken up with him, but now it had been a week and she still hadn't heard anything
from him. He hadn't even answered her texts.

*Speak of the devil,* she thought when she spotted her recent ex standing around at the corner
of the quad. She popped a few buttons and adjusted her top, *let's see you ignore me now.*
She strode purposefully towards him. "Hey, Percy,"

"Oh, ummm, hi Alice." He half cringed at the sight of her, and his eyes flicked over her
rapidly as if he didn't know where to look.

"I'm starting to think I was too hasty," she expected him to perk up at that, but he
didn't.

"Oh,"

"If you want I might be persuaded..." she trailed off when she realized that Percy's attention
was elsewhere. That Asian skater chick friend of his was zooming towards them along the road,
one long leg pumping to push her skateboard faster. In some ways the girl looked much as she
did when Alice had first encountered her. She still wore a flat cap, black jeans and doc
martins. In most ways though, the skater girl, Alice forgot her name, was totally different.
She still wore black jeans, but now they hugged her legs like a second skin showing off every
impressive curve. Rather than a baggy tent-like t-shirt, she wore a tight blue crop top that
hugged her greatly expanded bust. Her nipples made dents in the top that Alice could see
even from here. *What a slut.*

The skater girl crouched low to bank her board in a sharp turn towards the curb. She jumped
the curb with a loud clatter, her board making a loud slap as she slammed her feet back onto
it on the sidewalk. She added a flourish of some sort of trick that had her board spinning
beneath her and came rocketing towards them. She apparently misjudged the stop, because
she stumbled as she stepped off her board and bumped into Percy chest-to-chest, mashing
those annoyingly huge jugs into his chest and wrapping her arms around his neck. Alice
narrowed her eyes.

"You see that kickflip babe? Nailed it!" The skater chick grinned and pulled Percy down into
a deep kiss. Alice gritted her teeth. The other girl pulled Percy around until he was facing
away from Alice and then opened her eyes, making eye contact with Alice and giving her a
quick wink. She broke the kiss a moment later, "Oh, hey Alice, didn't see you there. Sorry
if I interrupted anything." There was a nasty edge to her smile.

Alice could feel her nails digging into the soft flesh of her palm. "How long did it take
you to shack up with this whore?" She glared at Percy.

The skater girl's mouth dropped open, "Excuse me?"

"I wasn't talking to you. How long Percy?"

"Ummmmm- it's not like that, I mean,"

"How long?!?"

The skater chick spoke up again. Of course Percy couldn't answer for himself. He was such
a wuss. "Ok, I think you need to go, Alice. You're screaming." The smug bitch still hadn't
disentangled herself from Percy.

Before she realized what was happening, Alice's fist was flying forward. Percy's friend,
maybe girlfriend now, caught her wrist in an iron grip. "Chill," she commanded.

"RRRRrrrrrrraaaaaaaahhhhhhhh," Alice pulled her hand back violently and wheeled to run
off. People were staring. Her vision had started to go blurry before she got to the
opposite end of the quad.

When she had gone Lucy turned to Percy, "Okkkaaaaaay, wow."

"You didn't have to provoke her."

"Mmmmmmmm, yeah I did. I gotta mark my territory." She leaned forward and took his earlobe
between her teeth. His breath hitched. She released his ear and breathed, "you're mine now."
Percy's dick throbbed. He didn't really like the way that Lucy was treating him like an object
to possess, a token to use to assert her dominance, but he couldn't deny that a part of him
found it hot. "Come on, let's go find Tom." She broke away to retrieve her skate board from
where it had fetched up in a flower bed. Percy trailed after her. His new girlfriend hadn't
just asserted her dominance over his ex.

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"So Percy."

"So Lucy." The last night of finals found Lucy and Percy alone in his apartment, just as they
had been for every night since they first fell into bed together. Lucy had just found a subletter
for her summer rental two days ago, so they had a whole summer of such nights ahead of them. It
was extremely fast to be moving in together, but neither of them had any doubts.

"I've noticed," she started playing with the strings of the red silk vest she wore. The vest
was several sizes too small and only just managed to cover her nipples. She had gotten it along
with a few other revealing tops over the last couple of weeks. Percy was rather
predictably distracted as her fiddling with the strings turned into massaging her milk laden
breasts together. "I've noticed that you get a little distracted whenever I'm wearing a
top like this. Well, more than a little. Sometimes, you almost seem hypnotized, especially
right before I feed you."

"Ummmm, yeah, s-sorry Lucy, I don't mean to stare it's just-"

"That you can't help it?" she smirked.

"Ummmm, yeah."

"Well, I've been thinking. It might be interesting to try actual hypnosis."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, the way you kinda seem to go into a trance when I get my tits out had me wondering,
so I did a bit of reading online. You've said you wished you had better
self control about a few things. Maybe I could help you with that."

Percy gulped, "Won't, ummm, won't I be, like your slave or something?" He was rock hard.

Lucy crawled over to him and straddled him, bring her boobs right in front of his face.
"You wish you little perv. No, it turns out it's not like in the movies. I can only make
you do things that you want to do. You don't want to be my slave, do you Percy?" She
pressed her boobs together, making them bulge out against the black threads of her vest.

"Ummmm," Percy, "Ummmm, I don't know."

"Wow, you really are a freak, huh," she leaned down to nip his ear. "I guess for you it really
would be like in the movies since you want me to just make you do whatever I want, don't you?"

"Y-yeah," he admitted.

Lucy's loins burned, but she didn't let herself go further. Instead of giving in to her
urges, she pulled back and pulled the thin blanket bunched up on one end of the couch
over herself. "Ok, babe, for real though, this is pretty hot, but we should talk about it
while you are not under the influence."

With Lucy's enthralling body covered up, Percy wasn't quite as overwhelmed by lust, but
the idea of his girlfriend dominating his mind still held enough appeal that his cock was
rock hard. Percy had never been with a girl who had so quickly and openly zeroed in on
his most inner desires. Lucy seemed to know his sexual proclivities better than he did.
She somehow seemed to know all the right levers to pull, "Ummmm, right, yeah."

"This might not even work and then we'll feel really silly, but do you want me to try to
hypnotize you? I can help you focus around boobs, use fire to fight fire, you know?" She
gave him a cheeky grin.

Percy gulped. He was very aware of the way Lucy's breasts pressed up against the blanket.
It was loose, so they only formed small bulges, but he knew that, like iceburgs, the mass
lurking beneath the surface was far greater. "Umm, yeah. Yes, I want to try this. We
can always stop right?" he did his best to seem serious and considered, when inside he
was thinking, *oh god, please mindfuck me. I hope you turn into a total dominatrix.*

"Yeah, we can always stop." Lucy bit her lip. Were they actually doing this? She didn't
want to get her hopes up. It probably won't even work. "So, umm, what, umm, what suggestions
should I give you?"

"Can, you, umm, make it so I'm only attracted to you?"

"Oh, wasn't expecting that, umm, yeah I guess."

"Well I figure if the goal is to help me focus around boobs, the only boobs I still want to
be distracted around are yours, so..."

Lucy could feel the heat building in her pussy, "Yeah, right, yeah, that makes sense. Let's
see. Ummm, what if when I say, 'focus, babe,' you are totally undistracted, even by me."

"Yeah, that sounds like. Like a good idea." *very sensible, not very hypnotic dominatrix* "but
can we do the opposite to?"

Beneath the blanket, Lucy's hand slid beneath her panties. "Like, how do you mean?"

"Well, I dunno, like you could have another phrase that makes me very, umm-"

"Distracted," she cut him off.

"Yeah."

"Enthralled," she was getting a little breathy.

"Yeah,"

"Obsessed,"

Percy gulped, "y-yeah."

"Ok, yeah, we can try to do that."

"Ummm, any other things we should do?"

"Ummm, maybe I could try to, help you, you know, last a little longer? Sometimes you get a
little excited."

"Ummm, yeah, good point. You could make it so I, ummm, can't, umm, cum without your permission."
He was flushed, embarrassed to be talking about this so openly.

Lucy bit her lip again. Her hand moved slowly beneath the blanket. "That's hot- I-I mean, yeah
that seems sensible."

Percy felt a little less embarrassed since Lucy also seemed flustered. "So, should we-"

"Just stay where you are," Lucy commanded, "Get comfortable and let me do everything."
She let the blanket drop, and Percy once more saw her heavy breasts bulging out against
the tight fabric of her vest.

Lucy crawled over to him, drawing it out to let Percy's gaze linger on every inch of her
flawless body. When she got to him, she undid and pulled off his pants in a by-now habitual
gesture. She saw that he was already rock hard, his cock standing out proudly in the air.
She licked her lips greedily while she slid her own pants to the ground and straddled
her boyfriend. She walked her hips forward until she could slide herself down onto his
shaft.

She started taking large breaths that caused her bust to start surging in and out within
the tight confines of her silk vest. "Breath with me baby. Breath in through your nose
and ooouuut though your mouth. With each breath you take, feel yourself getting more
and more relaxed. Focus on my breasts moving in..."

"...and out. In..."

"...and out. With every breath I take, you can feel yourself getting more and more relaxed.
Can you feel yourself getting more relaxed?"

"Yes,"

"Goood boy, I want you to keep getting more and more relaxed as I breath in... and out.
Start focusing on the rest of your body now. Feel the places where it touches mine. The
tension in your body is getting drawn up into mine, making you feel more and more relaxed
as I suck all your stress and worries away. Feel the way my butt presses down into your
thighs. Your legs are feeling so relaxed now as all that tension gets sucked up into my
ass. Keep focusing on my chest as it moves in... and out. You're getting more and more
relaxed with each breath I take. You're so relaxed now, but you're still getting more
and more relaxed." She flexed her pussy, "feel all the tension in your abdomen and chest
flowing up your cock. Let me take it away from you, leaving you feeling so relaxed, so
relaxed."

She slid her hands slowly up his arms, "I'm taking all the tension out of your arms now.
Just let them hang by your side. They're so heavy now, you couldn't lift them if you tried.
You don't want to try though since you're so relaxed and calm like this, with your sexy
girlfriend sucking away all your stress making you more and more relaxed every time she
breaths."

Lucy bit her lip as she looked down at Percy's slack face. It was totally working. She
lifted her hands and began slowly undoing the laces of her vest. "Watch as I breath
in... and out." She released the knot and her vest burst open. She shrugged out of it.
Her breasts were full with milk and she knew that Percy was hungry, since he hadn't
eaten more than a few bites of his dinner, giving the rest to her. "You want my milk
Percy?"

"Yes,"

"Of course you do. You want my milk soooo much, don't you." She mashed her boobs together,
biting her lip. "When you drink my milk, you're going to find that it makes you sink
even deeper into your trace. With every swallow you take, you're going to grow more and
more relaxed. More and more overwhelmed and enthralled by my body." She leaned forward
and slipped a thick nipple between Percy's lips. He immediately began to suck. Lucy
gave a soft sigh of pleasure, "With every drop of milk that passes your lips, you're
becoming more and more relaxed. You can feel my milk entering your body. You can feel
*me* entering your body, taking control. That's right Percy, the deeper your trance
gets, the deeper into my control you fall. Feel yourself slipping towards me. You
can feel your will start to crumble as more and more milk enters you. The taste of
it on your tongue is like an acid, eating away at your will, making you fall deeper
and deeper into my trance."

"Yes, keep drinking from your girlfriend's big, sexy tit. You're falling more and more
under my control, but you don't care do you? You love being hypnotized by me. You love
it so much that you're helping me entrance you with all your being, pushing yourself
further and further, deeper and deeper. No matter how deep you go, you find you can
always go deeper. With each gulp of milk you take you are twice as relaxed, twice as
deep into my trace, twice as under my control. Do you feel that Percy? Do you feel
yourself falling?" He nodded slightly against the pillowy breast covering his
face. "Good boy," she purred down to him, flexing the muscles in her pussy to
reward his cock.

She continued crooning down at him the whole time it took him to drain her breasts
of milk, urging him deeper and deeper into his trance. When he finally finished,
she pulled her nipple from his mouth, then leaned forward to bury his head in her
cleavage, "Ok Percy, I know you're already soooo relaxed, soooo enthralled, but
there are still a few tiny weeny little scraps of your will lying around in there.
I want you to gather them up for me. Gather them alllll up. Do you have them? Nod
when you have them."

Percy nodded.

"Good boy, ok, now I want you to pack all of them into that big, sexy dick of
yours. The last little bits of your will are in there now, surrounded by my pussy.
You can already feel them being drawn away into me. When they're gone, you won't
have any will of your own left, just my will that replaced it when you drank my
milk. When you cum, you're going to cum your will out into me. Do you understand?
Can you feel it?"

He nodded again.

"Goooood boy," her fingertips pressed possessively into his scalp and her inner
muscles started milking his dick. "Those little scraps of will are fighting
against it, but they aren't strong enough to hold back your orgasm, are they?
I'm just too sexy. What's left of your will doesn't stand a chance. You're
about to cum. See how long you can resist. It won't be long now." Her pussy
picked up the pace. Percy did as she had ordered and tried to resist, but just
as predicted, he didn't last long. As his balls convulsed he became wholly
Lucy's.

"Ok, Percy, I've taken you as deep as you can go. I want you to remember what it
feels like to be in this trance. You're going to go right back here when you hear
me call you 'my good little sub'. That's a magic phrase for you now. 'my good little
sub' brings you right back to this deep, deep trance, with your will totally replaced
by mine. You'll also slip back into this trance every time I breastfeed you. Do
you understand?"

"Yes,"

"Good boy. Now, let's talk about some more rules. From now on, you're only going to
be attracted to me. Other girls just don't interest you anymore. If you notice them
as women at all, it's only to think about how I'm so much hotter than them. You're
not straight anymore. Your new sexual orientation is Lucy. You understand?"

"Yes,"

Lucy bit her lip. She really hoped this worked, "Next rule, as attracted to me as
you are, and you are obviously super attracted to me, when I say 'focus, babe'
you find that you're able to operate without getting distracted by how next
level gorgeous I am." She chewed the inside of her lip as she thought of a
modification, "you'll still notice, but you'll only process it in your subconscious
until I release you from 'focus, babe' mode."

"When I call you a 'thirsty boy', you'll leave your focused mode and go back to
your normal state of being extremely attracted to me to the point of distraction.
You'll worship my body, you'll be absolutely in awe of me. When you're a 'thirsty
boy', you'll be enthralled by me, totally obsessed with my massive, sexy boobs and
big bubble butt. You'll be enchanted by my hair, by my eyes, by my face, by my
voice."

"Last rule: as horny as I make you, and I'm going to make you very, very horny,
you won't be able to cum without my permission. As much as I turn you on, you
won't be able to find relief by jerkin' it. The only way you can get off from
now on is for me to give you permission. Do you understand all the rules?"

"Yes Lucy," his answer was muffled by the fact that his face was buried in
her tits.

"Mmmmmm, good. Ok, when I snap my fingers, you're going to snap out of your
trance. You won't remember what I've just told you, just that I hypnotized you
while we had sex and I fed you, and that being hypnotized felt incredible."
She pulled back a bit and snapped her fingers.

Percy blinked up at her, "What happened. Did it work?"

"Let's find out." Lucy eased off his dick and stood up. "Ok my good little sub,
you can't raise your arms until I say 'you're free'. Wake up and forget this
when I snap my fingers." She snapped her fingers. "Ok thirsty boy, try to raise
your arms."

Percy's shoulder's shifted, but his arms remained by his sides. His face
got a concerned look on it. Lucy smirked as he struggled harder and harder
to lift his arms, to no avail. He felt a rising humiliation at his inability
to do such a simple task, and Lucy's evident amusement at his struggles. Despite,
his predicament, his girlfriend had never seemed more beautiful. Lucy had already
been the sexiest girl he had ever been with, but now she had taken on a divine
glow. Of course a goddess like her could do this to him.

"You're free." Lucy told him.

All at once Percy's arms shot to the ceiling. "Oh god, wow, what did you do to
me?"

Lucy grinned, "I hypnotized you silly. I guess it worked. Hold on, I want to
try something else." She walked over and got her computer, then searched for
big busted models. "Do any of these girls seem hot to you?"

Percy looked at them in confusion. He knew he normally found girls like the ones
that Lucy had pulled up quite attractive, but now all he could think about was
how none of them came close to measuring up to his girlfriend. "Ummm, no, you're
way hotter. They're, like, I guess I can see why someone else might find them
attractive, but not me."

"Would you have found them attractive two hours ago?"

"Yeah,"

Lucy grinned and gave him a kiss, "You're Lucy-sexual now."

*She could do anything to me,* he realized. It should have made him afraid. Instead,
he felt grateful.

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Lucy's four inch black pumps clicked on the marble floor of the lobby of Percy's apartment
building, now her apparent building to. She fished her phone out of her purse to let
Percy know she was nearly home. Lucy hadn't been a purse kind of girl for most of her
life, but neither the black pencil skirt which hugged her incredible ass or the maroon
turtleneck that clung to her like a second skin had pockets. She had started wearing
clothes so different from her usual style when Percy had bullied her into letting him
buy her some clothes. She had initially been resistant to the idea, not wanting to take
advantage of him financially the way several of his previous girlfriends had, but he
had persuaded her by saying that he was buying them for himself more than her. With
that somewhat flimsy justification, she had asked him to tell her what sort of clothes
he liked best. His confession that he found professional wear sexy had lead to her
closet looking far more like that of a young striver than the stoner/skater vibe
she had been putting out before, though she was picking up a few things more in her
normal style from thrifts stores at a slower pace.

She messaged her boy toy and put her phone back into her purse. Thinking about
clothes made her realize that the very expensive custom bra she was wearing
was already starting to feel small. It was another gift from Percy justified
as a purchase for himself. Lucy didn't want to go off birth control and risk
her boobs drying up, but if a 30K was starting to feel too small for her, it
was time. She loved her massive udders and definitely didn't want to have to
get a reduction. *Hopefully my milkers will remain milky if I switch to an
IUD.*

She kept her heels on as she entered the apartment she shared with her boyfriend.
Having grown up in a Vietnamese household, leaving her shoes on when she entered
felt wrong, but Percy had bought her these four inch heels so that she would
have a few inches on him and she liked to make sure he got to experience looking
up to her. As she entered the apartment, she was struck, as she had been every
day for the last few weeks, by how nice it was. It was the same spacious one
bedroom she had spent nearly every day in since she had first hooked up with Percy,
but lately he had been doing a much better job of keeping it clean and had even
changed how the furniture was arranged after he watched a bunch of interior
design videos online. Several of her paintings hung on the walls, having replaced
the more generic posters that he had had up before they started living together.
Lucy had been able to paint a lot this summer since her roommate did all the
house work and Percy had converted half of his office into a studio for her.

A month ago, the apartment had looked very much like one shared by two college
students. Clothes were strewn all over the bedroom floor, plates piled up in
the sink and even on the coffee table in front of the TV, and papers and
knickknacks covered most of the horizontal surfaces in the apartment. Neither of
them really minded that much, so they had let it get pretty bad. Eventually, they
had realized that they needed to clean up and had gotten to work one Saturday.
After a few hours, they were both ready to call it a day, though there was still
plenty of work to do. Percy had brought up the fact that Lucy could give him some
extra will power. She'd felt a little weird about what amounted to hypnotizing
her boyfriend to be her maid, but he had asked for it and the idea had been
pretty appealing. She had implanted a suggestion and just like that Percy enjoyed
cleaning, especially cleaning to make things nice for his goddess of a girlfriend.

She'd continued to feel weird about it, but Percy had been delighted. He had
asked for a similar compulsion giving him a passion for cooking a day later,
and a day after that he had asked for another one about performing a skin
care routine on Lucy. Admittedly, he had already been helping her rub oil and
lotion into her breasts to avoid stretch marks for quite a while now, but now
he gave her a full body working over every day. She had suggested a compulsion
to do their laundry, and he had enthusiastically agreed, though he did mention that
he didn't need any extra motivation to hand wash her bras.

"Dinner should be done in a few." Percy told her when she walked in the kitchen.
"Oh, and an Amazon package arrived for you. I picked it up for you," he gestured
to a long thin package sitting on the kitchen table.

"Thanks!" She picked up the package, making sure to avoid disturbing any of the prep
dishes that were spread out around the kitchen, hinting at the elaborate nature of what
Percy was attempting. She opened the package, tossing the cardboard in the recycling.
Percy was focused on cooking, so it took him a moment to realize she was holding a
riding crop.

"Is that a-"

"Of course thirsty boy," a toothy grin spread across her face.

Percy was suddenly extremely aware of just how sexy his girlfriend was in her tight
turtleneck and skirt. His dick rapidly inflated in his pants, "Umm, Lucy, I've
uhhhh. This is a kinda complex dish and I don't want to ruin it before you eat it."
How could he think of anything else when she was in the same room as him.

"Awww, are you distracted thirsty boy?" The crop rose to press lightly on the underside
of his chin.

"Y-yeah," his stood frozen before her.

She grinned, "Awww poor baby. Fine. Focus, babe." The crop dropped to her side.

Percy blinked, "Thanks, I just need a few more focus minutes-"

"and then you're mine," the grin was back.

He gulped. Even though he was mostly immune to her charms while in focus mode, she was
still intimidating, and he knew that deep within him her overwhelming sex appeal was
charging up his batteries for whatever games she had in mind for later.

Percy put together the first course, a salad, while he was waiting for the chicken he
pulled out of the oven to rest. Without waiting for him to join her, Lucy dug in. Percy
hadn't had a solid dinner for months now. These days, the only solid meal he had was
lunch, which Lucy insisted was mostly greens and other healthy food. She was worried
what a diet primary consisting of breast milk would do to a grown man, so she wanted to
make sure he made up for it with his one solid meal. "Wow, babe, this is really good!
Thank you!"

Percy smiled. Making Lucy happy was his favorite thing in the world. He was so lucky
to be with such a gorgeous and dominant girl, who was also kind and had his best
interests at heart. She could have done anything to him, but she always made sure
act in his best interests and wasn't pushing things too far for Percy. If anything, he had
been the one driving her increasing dominance over him. "I'm glad you like it.
How was work today?"

"Mmmmm, it was good. I got to present my design at a big meeting and people liked
it. I caught some places where one of the engineers I'm working with didn't get
my design quite right, so I worked with him to fix it." This was Lucy's second
web design internship, and it was going so much better than the first. She had
way more responsibility and was actually getting to do a lot of cool stuff. It
wasn't just the work that was better though. Her coworkers treated her with a
ton more respect, as if she was a senior designer not an intern. Something about
knowing she had a hunky submissive boyfriend at home had given Lucy a big boost
of confidence, and there was no denying that her statuesque new figure had something
to do with the different treatment she was getting. Her coworkers seemed almost...
submissive sometimes. Especially the men. She had been noticing it more and more
as the summer went on.

"That's great!"

"Yeah, what about you?"

"It was ok, I was mostly just more bill of materials management." Percy was
enrolled in the mechanical engineering program, so that was what he was doing
this summer, but he had told her that it wasn't the long term plan. They
had been increasingly talking about their future in terms of decades rather
than months or even years, and it was during one of these conversations that
he told her he intended to eventually take over running the company his
parents had left to him when they died. He was studying engineering since his
company made machine parts, but he was really more interested in the business
side of things. He was already thinking about business schools to apply to
after getting a bit of experience with different aspects of the family
business.

"That sucks dude. You could always quit," she said. Percy didn't have to do
anything to survive. He had let slip that his net worth was north of 600 million
during that same discussion, something he had apparently never told another one of
his peers, even his exes, so Lucy knew he was only going to school and planning
a career since he didn't want to be one of the idle rich. She had entertained
fantasies about an early retirement for a while before she heard that revelation,
so it had been a bit hard to understand at first, but she was starting to get it.

"Nah, if it gets too boring I'll just call you. You can just order me to enjoy it."

"Enjoy BOM work! That's where I draw the line. You've finally revealed a fetish
to fucked up for me to indulge!" She waved the riding crop at him in a vaguely
menacing gesture.

Percy laughed as he put the finishing touches on her dinner and placed it in
front of her. As always, it was large enough to feed two, since it was going to.
"Thanks, thirsty boy,"

All of a sudden the attraction for Lucy that had been building silently and unfelt
came roaring to the surface. "God, you're so hot Lucy,"

"Mmmmmm, yeah, I know. Now get under the table and take my shoes off. I want a
foot massage."

He crouched down to start making his way into the cramped space. "Stop!" the
riding crop smacked him on the forehead. "When I'm holding this riding crop
you should address me as Mistress, don't you think?"

Percy gulped. His dick was diamond hard in his pants. If it wasn't for the
fact that he needed permission to orgasm, he probably would have been jizzing
in his pants. "Yes Mistress, sorry Mistress."

Lucy grinned evilly at him, ruining the effect a bit as the grin edged into
goofy territory. "Proceed," she waved him on.

Percy struggled to get in position while she took the next few bites. "No,
lie down on your back." She commanded him, "like this," she shoved him
to the ground with the bottom of her pump, planting first one, then both
feet on his chest. Percy wasn't a feet guy, which was a shame because Lucy
had some pretty sexy feet even if she did say so herself, but she knew he definitely
loved being dominated like this. "I should have you paint my toes like this."
Lucy hadn't worn nail polish once in her life so far, but she was coming
around to a lot of feminine things that she had eschewed for a long time.

"If that's what you want Mistress,"

Lucy grinned. She loved her life.

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"One last run before lunch and then we hit the lodge?" Tom asked.

"Yeah, sounds good." Gordon replied.

Lucy nodded in agreement, "yeah," she walked her snowboard towards the lip where
the ski slope began.

A bit behind the forward group, Blake stood next to Percy, "it's good to have you
out here this year. I didn't have anyone willing to do black diamond glades with
me last year."

Percy smiled, "Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking, missing this."

Blake grinned at him, "I've got a bit of an idea. It's a good thing Lucy dragged you
back to us."

"Yeah. Yeah it is. Brokeback again, or you want to try Raven's Lament?"

"Let's to Raven's dude," Blake said.

"Even though it's an emo-ass name for a slope?" That had been Blake's reason for wanting
to do Brokeback the first time.

"Yeah, gotta try something new, you know bro?"

"Alright, let's go." Percy wished he had had a chance to say goodbye to Lucy before
he split off from the main group, but she had him in focus mode so it didn't bother
him the way it would have if he was in thirsty mode. They would catch up with the
rest of the gang at the bottom anyway. The two skiers skated off on a different
tack from the one the rest of their friends had taken.

They worked their way through the trees, staying in control by stopping every now
and then. Blake pulled ahead and Percy let him. He had missed a season after all.
He didn't have anything to prove. The slice of his skis through the snow and the
sun glinting off the ice clinging to the branches of the trees made him feel
alive and he grinned in the cold wind. Despite the fact that he lived with a woman
who could order him to do anything she wanted and who regularly made him call her
Mistress, Percy felt more free than he had before he had given himself to her.
Lucy was his dominatrix, his mistress, maybe even his owner, but being with her
made him feel more like himself than he had in a long time. She knew him, and she
had used her influence over him to bring him back to the things he loved like this
trip.

When they finished the run, they made their way to the lodge and went inside, leaving
their skis and poles outside and moving with the awkward walk that ski boot demand.
They found a table upstairs and Blake texted the group, which Gordon had renamed
"Lucy's angels" as a joke, to tell them where they were. It wasn't long before
the rest of the group arrived, Lucy in the lead. "Lads," she gave them a nod as
she sat down next to Percy.

"Hey guys," Percy addressed the whole group as they sat down around him and Blake.

"Oh, man, I'm hungry." Lucy said, stretching. "It's nice to be out of the cold."
Lucy's thick winter coat obscured her body pretty well, but not even a puffy coat
could hide the fact that she was absolutely stacked, and if there was any doubt,
the stretch dispelled it.

"Yeah, that's for sher. Fuh suh." Gordon shucked off his coat. The rest of the
newcomers did the same. Percy wasn't the only one who glaceed at Lucy's chest
when her coat came off, not that he blamed their friends. No red blooded male
could be this close to a girl like Lucy without noticing. The faded out graphic
tee she wore was tight enough of her massive breasts that the outlines of her
bra were clearly visible. It was a 30M cup Percy knew since he had bought it
for her. Her bust was large enough that it pulled the front of the t-shirt
up to dangle above her belly button, where a series of diamond studded piercings
flashed in the light. She'd gotten the piercings after quizzing Percy about what
type of piercing he found most attractive. He was starting to wear her down when
it came to gifts because she hadn't even protested that hard when he gave her the
diamond studs.

Just as they were heading to get food, Percy's phone buzzed and he got a text
from Lucy (who he had listed as "Mistress Lucy Tran" in his contacts) telling
him that he was to get clam chowder and a tuna melt with fries. If she was
telling him what to order, that meant she thought she had figured out a way
to feed him. He was guessing it involved slipping off into the trees while
in the middle of a run. He couldn't get very aroused in focus mode, but he
was pretty sure that his subconscious was revving up.

They collected their food and made there way back to the table, digging in
with gusto after their morning in the cold. Everyone dug in with gusto
except Percy that is. There was no way he could have an appetite for
normal food after his girlfriend had told him what to order like that.
After a few minutes of him picking at his food, Lucy pretended to notice.
"Not hungry dude?"

"Yeah," he lied.

"Oh, well, then don't mind if I do," she snagged the tuna melt off his
plate and bit into it, "Oh, man, this is good. I should have ordered
this instead of the burger." There was a mischievous twinkle in her
eye.

If the others noticed the interplay or the fact that most of the food
on Percy's plate was making its way into Lucy's stomach, they didn't
comment on it. The conversation remained focused on the snow conditions,
which routes had fun jumps along the edges, and lamenting the lack of
fresh powder.

As she finished eating and returned her tray before they headed back
out, Lucy could feel her already nearly full breasts straining just
a little harder against her tight bra as she produced even more milk.
Her fears of her udders running dry when she went off birth control
had proved to be unfounded. In fact, the opposite was true. She actually
produced more milk now, but that wasn't the only thing that had changed.
As if her body was re-allocating the resources it had spent on growth, her breasts
refilled almost twice as fast now, held more milk per unit volume, and
the milk she did produce was far thicker and creamier than it had been.
Indeed, it was so rich that Percy had gained ten pounds since the
start of the school year (mostly muscle thanks to her orders to
maintain a rigid gym discipline). Her creamier milk seemed like it
might have helped push Percy into even deeper trances as she hypnotized
him each time she fed him as well, though it was a little hard to tell
since he had already been pretty much maxed out.

Lucy pulled Percy away from the group before the second run after
lunch, leading him towards a fairly shitty route that saw little
traffic. Halfway down, she stopped him and got off her snowboard
so she could lead him into the woods. She stood above him on
the slope so that her bust was closer to his face. "You hungry
my good little sub?"

Percy immediately fell into a trance. Lucy looked down at her
enthralled boyfriend and bit her lip. She loved that she could do
this to him. She unzipped her puffy and pulled her shirt up so
that it rested on the shelf of her boobs before sliding a hand
inside one of the massive cups of her low-cut bra. Though it
only just covered her nipple, she could have fully covered Percy's
face with her bra cup. In fact, she had done so on a few occasions
to highlight just how massive her chest was to her boob-addicted
boyfriend.

She slipped her nipple into his mouth, "With every swallow of my
milk, you're falling deeper and deeper into your trance..." she
started in on the induction. She had been using variations on this
induction on Percy twice a day for almost nine months now, each time
reinforcing her already ironclad control over him.

When she finished feeding him and released him from his trance, she
put her bra back on, but left her shirt where it was. "Was that
enough for you, thirsty boy?"

Percy looked up at her with the worshipful expression she had grown
used to, "Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress." The "Mistress" title
might have started out as just a playful title for when Lucy held
the riding crop, but it had pretty quickly become the way Percy had
to address her whenever he wasn't in focus mode.

"If I gave you permission, would you cum right now?"

"Yes, Mistress,"

Lucy chuckled, "Wow, I'm not even touching you. I'm just standing here
and the only thing preventing you from jizzing in your pants is my
compulsion. Do you like being this helpless before me thirsty boy?"

"Yes, Mistress,"

She grinned, "Of course you do. Focus, babe." The divine glow around
Lucy faded.

"Come on, let's go link up with the others at the bottom." Lucy pulled
her shirt back on and zipped up her coat. Percy could feel the milk
sloshing around in his belly as he followed her back to the trail.

They continued to ski and board hard for the rest of the day, so that
by four the whole group was pretty tired. They trekked back to the
parking lot and the six of them piled into Mike's van. Lucy and Percy
volunteered to sit in the cramped back bench seat. They were both tall enough
that it was a squeeze, but it meant they could sit right next to
each other.

Back at the rental house they were all chipping in for, they stomped
off in the mudroom and hung up their coats. Lucy slid her snow pants
to the ground, revealing a yoga pants that showed off a bubble butt
every bit as impressive as her t-shirt straining M-cup breasts. She
closed her eyes and stretched, giving the boys a chance to sneak
glances at her incredible body. She knew they would be looking, trying
to make the most of the fleeting moment to download memories of her
bulging ass, heavy breasts and the flash of the piercings set in
her tight tummy. Lucy had discovered a bit of an exhibitionist streak
since hypnotically enslaving Percy, and she knew exactly what she was
doing.

"Hey guys, did you see that hot tub outside on the porch earlier? I think they
take a while to heat up. You want to use it after dinner?" she asked,
sweeping her thick black hair back.

"Yeah, sounds fun," Mike offered.

"Cool, I'll go try to figure it out," she said. She walked outside and began
brushing snow off the hot tub. "I hope this thing isn't frozen over," she
muttered, lifting up the heavy rigid cover and sliding it off. The water
inside was luke warm, so she figured it must have some sort of tendering setting.
After a bit of looking she located the controls and set it to warm up.

When she came back inside she found most of the boys sitting in front of
the TV. Percy was the only exception. "What 'ya cookin?" she asked, coming
up behind him and peering over his shoulder, using the position as an
excuse to press her soft breasts into his back.

"I think I have just enough time to whip up a cake before dinner,"

"Oh cool, that sounds delicious. Need any help?" she asked.

"Nah, I'm good. You should go relax."

"Ok, just let me know if you do want help," she shifted around to his
side and kissed him on the cheek before heading back towards the living
room.

When Lucy got to the living room, she saw that the boys had found some
over the top, low budget reality TV show about modifying monster trucks.
It was great in a so-bad-it's good kind of way, and she joined her
friends in heckling the people on screen. Halfway though a segment on
painting a demon the on hood of one of the trucks trucks Percy called
out, "Lucy, can you come in here?"

"Yap," she lifted her legs and brought them down sharply so that the
rapid stop at the end of the motion catapulted her into a standing
position.

"What's up dude?" she asked once she was in the kitchen.

"Well, umm, we're out of milk. I guess it all got used for cereal this
morning. There isn't really time to go to the store if I want to get
this cake baked before we head to dinner."

"So you want to dose our friends with my breast milk." She asked,
voice low.

"You make it sound like a drug." She cocked an eyebrow. "...which,
fair."

"Whatever, I'm sure it's fine. Let's do it. Just don't tell anyone,
yeah?"

"Duh."

Lucy pulled her shirt up and furtively slipped a tit out of her bra.
They were the only ones in the kitchen, but someone else could come
in at any moment. She squeezed her boob into the measuring cup, "how
much do you want?"

"A cup." Percy whispered back. It would hardly put a dent in Lucy's
supply.

"'Kay." Lucy switched breasts to even herself out. In short order
she had filled the measuring cup. "That good?"

"Yeah, thanks."

"Hey, these udders have to be good for something," she grinned.

"I'd say they are good for lots of things."

"Mmmmmmm, keep going, flattery will get you everywhere."

He smiled and gave her a peck before turning back to his baking. Lucy
headed back to the living room. "What even is this show?" Gordon was
asking as aggressive rock music blared while a truly massive crushing
machine made a monster truck crumple.

"Yeah, what the fuck? They were just bolting stuff when I left."

The screen cut to a sad looking guy with a biker vibe. "This dude just
lost a bet," Mike explained.

"Ah," Lucy sat back down.

She and the boys flicked back and forth between the monster truck show
and Sharknado depending on which channel was playing ads. They wound
up missing chunks of each, which irritated Blake, but the others overrode
him, with Gordon even giving an impassioned defense of the dying art of
channel surfing.

After a while, Lucy got up, "I got to get changed for dinner."

"Changed for dinner? Pfffffttt," Gordon shook his head.

"Pfffffffttt" Mike joined in and before long everyone in the room except
Lucy was seeing how much air they could force through their pursed lips.

"I didn't realize we were lodging with a baroness!" Tom's voice became
progressively more hoity toity as the sentence went on.

"Whatever, fuck you guys," Lucy flipped them the bird before walking
off to the master bedroom, which she and Percy were sharing since they
were the only couple.

Once she was alone, Lucy stripped down to her panties, took a moment to
appreciate her ass in the mirror, then started pulling on some tights.
A tight black mini-skirt went over the tights, then she went over to
her suitcase and unfolded the thigh high black leather fuck-me boots
that Percy had given her a month ago. Their 4 inch stiletto heel would make
her almost as tall as Tom. She slid them on and laced them tightly, standing
up to look at herself in the mirror. It was definitely an aggressive look,
but Lucy was feeling aggressive. Despite the fact that heels were a
relatively new addition to her wardrobe, she moved gracefully in the
precarious boots, making use of the excellent balance that had always
served her so well on a skateboard.

"Percy, get in here!" she called. She could imagine their friends making
whipping gestures as Percy answered her summons.

"What's up?"

"Lace me up thirsty boy?" She held a hard black leather corset out to him.
Percy was suddenly extremely aware that his incredibly sexy girlfriend
was standing topless in front of him. His cock rapidly unfurled in his
pants.

"Yes, Mistress," he had to strain to pull the stiff corset far enough open to
pull it around Lucy's thin waist. She pulled it up and settled her breasts
in it, turning to present the back to Percy. He had to thread the lace through
a series of steel rings set in the back before pulling it tight. She had two
inches on him in her heels, so he had to reach further up than usual to lace
her up.

"Harder, you're not going to break me," she breathed out and he pulled again.
"Good," when Lucy breathed in, her boobs exploded up, forced towards her chin
by the hard leather. It wasn't a full corset that restricted her waist since
Lucy didn't really need help in that department, it was just there to act
as a push-up bra with even more push-up than usual. It meant that her breathing
wasn't too restricted if she breathed with her diaphragm, but if she breathed
with her upper lungs, she could make her boobs heave up and down mightily with
each breath. It made for an excellent hypnotic focus for Percy in her experience.
Percy took his hands away as he finished tying her off and she bent down to her
suitcase to fish out a necklace, making sure to bend at the waist and keep her ass
pointed directly at Percy.

"You know what this is pet?" She dangled the necklace in front of his face.
It was a little copper figurine set on a thin gold chain.

"No?"

"My good little sub," Percy immediately feel into a deep trance, "this is you.
Everything this little guy feels, you feel." She lifted it to her mouth and
ran the tip of her tongue from the bottom of the figurine to its head. Percy
shivered as he felt a giant phantom tongue slide over his body. Lucy grinned at his
reaction. She snapped her fingers and he came out of the trance.

She put the necklace on, letting the figurine settle in her deep cleavage. The
extra height she had on him brought her cleavage close to his face, giving him
an excellent view of the overwhelmed little figurine. Each of her breasts was
larger than a house compared with the little copper man. She took a deep breath
in, making her soccer ball sized tits surge up to engulf the little figurine.
"I can feel you between my boobs, pet. Can you feel me around you."

"Oh, god, yes, Mistress."

She lifted her hands and squeezed her breasts together, making the leather creek.
"You feel the pressure of my big, sexy tits around you?"

"Y-yes,"

"You want to cum for me, thirsty boy?"

"Oh, god, Mistress, please."

Lucy grinned and shoved him back onto the bed, "When I touch your chest, you
have my permission to cum." She undid his pants and tugged them down halfway
to his knees, exposing his straining cock. She bent down and took him in
her mouth, looking up at him to maintain eye contact as she bobbed her
head up and down, stopping as his shaft neared the back of her throat.
She would have liked to torture his dick for a longer, but she didn't
want their friends to get suspicious, so she reached up and pressed a
hand between his pecs. Immediately, Percy's balls pulsed and spurts of
cum filled Lucy's mouth. When he stopped cumming, she slid off his
shaft and made eye contact while she swallowed.

"Focus at 40 percent, babe," she commanded. A few months after she first
hypnotized him, Lucy had start to get annoyed that Percy was totally immune
to her charms in focus mode, so she decided to hypnotize her boyfriend so
she could put him in partial focus modes. It allowed him to function, but
still let her have some fun teasing him. When he had 40 percent of the
benefits of focus mode he would be pretty overwhelmed by her sexuality,
but he wouldn't totally embarrass himself. Lucy liked to keep him there
when he didn't have some task he needed to focus on, but she wasn't
planning to immediately seduce him. It was a good level for when the two
of them were out in public alone, but she normally turned him up to
60 or 70 percent with friends. At 40 percent he would need to stay on his toes
to avoid minor embarrassment. Considering the fact that he could feel massive
phantom breasts pressing in around him every time Lucy breathed in, it would be
hard. Percy had gotten a lot of experience acting normal while dangerously
aroused since he started dating Lucy though. Sometimes he thought of his
ability to function in the face of Lucy's incredible sexyness like a high
functioning alcoholic's ability to go about life in a three beer buzz.

Lucy pulled on a tight, red top that became just the slightest bit translucent
when she pulled it on over her breasts, hinting at the shadows of her cleavage.
It clung tightly to her chest, outlining the seam where her abundant bosom
spilled over the hard lip of her corset. The ebb and surge of her bosom
as she breathed was still readily apparent, and every time she breathed
in, Percy could feel massive phantom breasts pressing in around him.
She pulled on a leather jacket and zipped it up to right underneath
her breasts, making the lip of her corset a bit less obvious. "Thanks
for the help babe, I think I got it from here," she dismissed Percy
so he could go back to the kitchen.

Lucy took out her makeup kit and went over to the mirror to touch up
her face. She had started using makeup for the first time at the same
time that her wardrobe became more feminine. Despite her inexperience,
her natural artistic talent meant she had gotten pretty good quickly. The
biggest barrier to Lucy using makeup was the fact that most of the tutorials
she found online were focused on teaching girls to make their facial features
look more like Lucy's already did. She was just too pretty already to really
be able to use her new skill. *I'm what gives other girls self confidence issues,*
she thought as she looked at the absolute bombshell in the mirror.

When she re-emerged in the living room, the conversation died out, "Jeez,
you guys haven't seen a girl before?"

*What happened to flat-cap and military surplus jacket Lucy?* Mike thought.
His friend looked like a- like a dominatrix or something. She was so tall
in those boots, and her tight top highlighted just how huge she had grown over
the last year. It was a little hard to tell, but it almost looked as if she
was wearing a corset.

Tom managed to speak up first, "Those are some heels Lucy. You sure you know
how to walk on stilts?"

"Stand up Tom," Lucy grinned. Tom was 6'3", the tallest in the group. When
he stood up, Lucy stepped closer to him, not seeming at all unsteady on her
four inch stilettos. She was 6'2" in the heels, so she was just barely shorter
than him. "I never noticed before, but you're kinda short."

Tom shouldn't have been thinking about his friend's girlfriend the way he was,
but with Lucy so close and looking the way she did, it was impossible for the
little monkey in him to stop jabbering. "You're just cheating, anyway, I'm
still taller than you," He answered a beat slow.

Lucy smirked, "You should get some heels to keep up. Maybe some cowboy boots?"

Tom rolled his eyes.

"You guys ready to go to the restaurant? Our reservation is in forty minutes and
it takes half an hour to get there." Lucy said. "Percy! The cake done?"

"Yeah, just cleaning up a bit."

"Leave it for later."

"Yeah, ok,"

A few minutes later they were back in Mike's van. Lucy sat up front to navigate.

At the restaurant, Lucy walked up to the server, "I've got a reservation for six
under Tran."

Lucy could feel eyes from all over the restaurant following her as their server
lead them to a table. One pair of boys who looked about 13 in particular looked
like their eyes were about to fall out of their heads. She smirked slightly when
she noticed them. She was probably going to feature in their fantasies for years,
some unknown towering Asian girl with boobs bigger than her head and an ass that
would make Kim K feel inadequate.

When it came time to order, Lucy ordered for Percy though he hadn't told her what
he wanted. As usual, she wound up eating most of his food. He ate enough at
restaurants to serve as inspiration for his own cooking, but couldn't ever
bring himself to fill up when something better was on offer. The whole meal,
he could feel massive invisible cushions pressing in on him every time Lucy
breathed in, and he realized he was thinking about the little figurine buried
in her cleavage a few times. Lucy definitely noticed, catching his eye and
smirking a few times, but the others didn't seem to pick up on it. They
joked around raucously, talking about the day on the slopes and swapping
rumors about professors and peers.

They finished their meal and headed back to the van, Lucy leading the way, her
heels clicking loudly on the sidewalk with every step. Once back at the rental,
they walked inside, "Cake time!" Lucy declared, enthusiastically when they got
home. She shucked off her jacket, revealing her bare shoulders and even more
of her upper breasts. Her breasts pooched over the top of her corset a bit
and without the support of the jacket started jiggling much more every time
she moved. The translucent red top did its best to minimize the motion, but it
was a real David and Goliath situation and the poor garment didn't manage to
tame her abundant bosom very well.

The gang continued joking around as Lucy handed out cake while Percy cut.

"Wow, Percy, this looks great!" Mike said as he took his cake. He took
a bite, "wow, yeah, you made this from scratch? I'd say you're definitely
wife material bro."

Lucy glared at him, "hands off, also 'wife material'? Really?"

Mike smirked, "Come on Lucy? What's a little light sexism between friends?"

"Watch out, you're gonna get canceled dude," Tom said, but from the way he
was grinning it was clear he wasn't serious.

"This is why I'm the only girl here guys," Lucy wagged her finger at the
both of them.

"Nah, that's definitely because of my smell," Gordon chimed in, eliciting
laughs.

They stood around working on their cake, not saying too much. It
really was excellent. When everyone finished, Lucy started to
gather up the plates and take them over to the sink, but
Gordon stopped her, "here, let me do that, you helped Percy make the cake."

"Not really," Lucy said, though the secret ingredient she had contributed
had helped save a trip to the store. Still, she allowed herself to be shooed
away and went over to plop down on the couch where Tom and Blake had wandered
and turned on the TV.

"Hey, do you guys think the hot tub is ready?" Blake wondered.

"Yeah, probably," Mike said.

"I guess we should get changed then. If I make some blunts who's in?" Lucy
asked.

"Me, definitely," Tom said.

Everyone else quickly hopped on the bandwagon, except for Gordon who said
he wanted to stick with beer. Everyone peeled off to head towards their
respective rooms. Lucy herded Percy into the room they shared, making
subtle little shooing motions to drive him before her. When they got
inside, she closed the door behind her without turning to face it, her
dark eyes boring into Percy and an evil grin on her face. "You ready
to get changed thirsty boy?"

At her words, the partial focus mode that had helped Percy function
fell away and his voluptuous girlfriend immediately seemed to take
on a divine glow. She reached under the hem of her top and pulled it
up and over her head, revealing the jiggling honey colored mass of her
bosom as it was lifted and presented in her corset. Percy was immediately
rock hard. She strutted over to her man, taking her time and enjoying the
way his eyes tracked her. When she reached him, she slid her hands under
his shirt, feeling the hard planes of his muscular body. Leaning in, she
kissed him on the neck and then lifted her mouth to lightly pinch his
earlobe between her incisors. "You must be hungry. I ate all your dinner,
poor thing. Are you hungry pet?"

"Yes Mistress," Percy was quite hungry. He had only had a little bit of
dinner and a small bit of cake.

"Let's take care of that," she slid his shirt up over his head, running
her hands over his body possessively, sliding her nails along the groves
between his muscles. Looking at her sexy boyfriend she bit her lip. She
really was a lucky girl. She reached down and unbuckled his pants, then
slid them and his underwear down in one motion. "Don't move," she commanded
him.

"Yes Mistress," beneath her corset, Lucy's nipples strained against the
leather.

There was a small writing desk in their room, and now she went over to it
and turned the chair in front of it around. Walking back to Percy, she
pushed him back into the chair. He half stumbled into it, his legs tangled
up in his pants. Lucy slid a hand up his straining shaft, giving his manhood
a squeeze before backing off and lifting her boot to press it against his
chest, "help me out of this." Percy had to strain to reach the top of the
zipper on the tall boots, pressing his chest painfully into the wicked
spike his girlfriend was using to pin him to his chair, but he got there in the
end. She switched legs and he had to repeat the process. She slid out of her
skirt and panties, then turned around and sat in his lap, her wider hips
and thick thighs overshadowing Percy's trim waist. She wriggled a bit to sandwich
his dick firmly between her ass cheeks, then leaned back to press against
his chest. "Help me out of this corset."

"But Mistress, there's no room I can't-"

"I didn't ask for excuses," she flexed her ass, squeezing his straining log in
her meaty butt.

"Sorry Mistress," Percy started trying to worm his hands into the non-existent
gap between their bodies. It had to be uncomfortable for Lucy, but she gave no
sign that it bothered her. Instead she spent the whole time he was working
trying to distract him by leaning back and planting kisses anywhere she could
reach or squeezing her ass to torture his dick. Eventually, despite Lucy running
interference, Percy managed to get the corset unlaced and pulled far enough apart
that Lucy could take it off.

She rooted through her suitcase for a bit and then emerged with a slightly
rumpled brown paper bag. Walking back to her lover, she straddled him
and placed the bag on the desk behind him. She reached down to guide his
shaft into herself, and let out a soft gasp as he entered her. She
slid herself down his cock, settling into his lap without further pumping,
just holding him within her, "I feel like I always forget how big you are."

"I don't see how, we have sex all the time,"

"I guess my pussy just has the memory of a goldfish," she grinned, "now
here's the plan, you suck while I grind." She didn't give him time to
answer, just lifted up one of her heavy breasts and shoved her thick
nipple into his mouth. She leaned forward and began loading up the
grinder with nugs. Her progress was slow because of the distraction
of Percy's lips on her sensitive nipple and the feeling of him
filling her pussy. Before even finishing the first batch of weed,
she had to put down the grinder and start riding Percy in earnest.
He continued to gulp down her creamy milk and she pumped up and
down. She came shortly after he switched breasts, doing her best to
suppress her normally loud orgasm due to the proximity of their friends.
She managed to contain it to just a period of rapid breaths and
tensed muscles. Right as she crested her peak, she leaned down and
gasped permission to cum in Percy's ear. He bucked up into her,
hands clutching spasmodically against her bulging ass as he too tried
to remain quiet.

Lucy managed to grind a bit more weed while Percy finished his dinner,
and had started rolling the first joint when he stopped sucking, "you
full?"

"Yeah,"

"Ok, gimme a sec to finish up," she shifted herself so that his head
was sandwiched between her boobs and finished rolling the joint. She
squeezed her elbows together to swallow his head in her tits as she
opened the grinder to start tapping weed into the paper that would
become the second joint. She knew Percy loved being smothered in her
cleavage like this so she made sure to surround his head as much as
possible. It wasn't a total envelopment since she made sure to let
him breath a little and her boobs weren't quite big enough to get
the job done, but it was pretty close. She could feel his dick
going slowly soft within her in the aftermath of his orgasm, but
by the time she licked the second joint closed it had rallied.

Reluctantly, she stood up, sliding herself off of Percy's dick.
"They're probably getting suspicious. We should get dressed for
real," she said.

"Uhh, yeah, you're right."

Lucy walked into the en suite bathroom and quickly cleaned off her sex,
then came back out and walked over to her suitcase and lifted a purple
bikini with huge cups for her breasts and boy shorts out of her suitcase.
"What do you think thirsty boy?"

"I think you'd look amazing in that, Mistress."

"Mmmmmmm, yeah, but you think I'd look amazing in anything," she tossed
it back in the suitcase and pulled out a shiny gold bikini instead.
The top was little more than a string to go under her breasts and two
thin vertical strips that were just barely wide enough to cover her
aureole, and the bottom was a thong small enough that Lucy wouldn't
have been able to wear it if she hadn't taken up waxing. She stepped
into the thong and put on the top, taking a moment to settle it in
place. Despite the fact that it offered virtually no support, Lucy's
massive 30M-cups stood out high and proud, remarkably perky for their mass.
Her belly button glittered with a small constellation of gold and diamonds,
all gifts from Percy. The glitter added an extra boost to her sex appeal,
emphasizing her flat tummy and the waist that hadn't grown at all even
as her curves had exploded due to her birth control. Lucy had thought that
28 inch waist and tight tummy had been one of her best features back when
her body type had been best described as willowy, and now it was only
more impressive in contrast with the rest of her stupendous body.
It was a pretty risque bathing suit and for a moment, Lucy wondered if
she should really wear it in front of their friends, but she decided to
stick to her guns. She should be able to wear what she wanted to wear.

Percy had changed into his own swim trunks, but his persistent erection
was pretty obvious, "well, I can't let you go out like that. Focus, babe."

Percy blinked, "thanks, yeah there's no way I could have hidden this guy
in thirsty mode." His cock had already started deflating.

"Yeah, it's good I have you so well trained," she squeezed his ass. Percy
shivered a bit. She really did.

Lucy picked up the two joints she had rolled and headed out. The others
were all already in the hot tub, so they walked out onto the porch.
Percy hissed at the sudden cold when he stepped into the snow with his
bare feet and they both hustled to get in the tub as quickly as possible.
"Oh, that's nice," Percy said as he settled into the hot water.

"What took you lovebirds so long?" Mike asked.

"I lost the grinder. It took me a while to dig through my bag to find it,"
Lucy lied smoothly.

"Ok, if you say so,"

Ignoring him, Lucy said, "alright, who's ready to smoke?" She tugged one
of the joints out from where she had tucked it behind one ear, and lifted
the lighter she had palmed up to spark up.

"Yeah, let's go!" the boys cheered and Lucy passed the joint to Blake
who sat to her left. She took another hit when the join swung back around.
When it came around again she, drew deeply on what had by now become a roach.
She untucked the second joint from behind her other ear and handed both
it and the lighter to Blake. They decided to put out the second joint
when no one wanted another hit once it was half consumed.

Lucy luxuriated in the moment as the high overtook her. The contrast
of the warm water and chill air suddenly stood out to her as she started
noticing her physical sensations more distinctly. She could feel the
absence of fullness from milk in her breasts, which she knew would last an
hour or so. Percy couldn't even handle half her milk in a sitting these
days, and because she produced milk so fast knew she would be full again
within an hour. Once she was full, she stopped lactating quite so fast,
but her breasts would still steadily swell as they overfilled, straining
her bras and tops. Unlike when she had first started lactating, she didn't
start leaking until she had gained about three cup sizes these days, having
gained pretty good control over her let down reflex. She found herself
looking forward to experiencing the sensation of fullness while high.

"Hey man, look at the stars," Mike said, tilting his head back to point
straight up.

"Woah, you're right dude," Percy said, following suit.

Soon everyone except Gordon was staring up at the stars, "you guys are
so high," said the only member of the group who was only a little buzzed.

Tom laughed, "yeah, we are."

They continued to bask in the hot water and pleasant effects of the drug
for several more hours, talking and joking around. Around 1 a.m. they decided
it was time to call it a night and headed back inside.

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Lucy's body knifed through the water as she finished up her last few laps.
She had taken up swimming, when her old go-to cardio, running, had started
making her boobs ache unless she wore multiple sports bras. She still ran
sometimes, but it was less fun with a vice around her chest. Swimming had
changed her body, giving her a bit more muscle mass, most noticeably in
her arms, but she had only started doing it enough to really notice the
difference when she started experimenting with autohypnosis. She wasn't
nearly as suggestible as Percy, but she had managed to get herself going
to the gym more regularly by bringing herself through inductions.

Pulling herself out of the pool, she squeezed the water out of her hair
and walked over to grab her towel. Even in the one-piece suit she favored
while working out, the slim-thick Asian was a walking wet dream. She headed
back to the locker room to shower and change into some black leggings
and a baggy sweatshirt. Leaving the gym, she took a moment to fish out
her phone and text Percy

Mistress Lucy Tran: you ready for our thing?
Percy: what thing?
Percy: oh yeah, don't know how I forgot
Mistress Lucy Tran: you all prepped?
Percy: well, I forgot 'till just now, so not really
Percy: actually, I am
Percy: weird
Percy: I guess I got ready and then forgot about it somehow

Lucy grinned. Clearly her posthypnotic suggestions were working as intended.
She dropped her skateboard and hopped on, pushing it along with powerful
shoves from her leg.

She arrived at their apartment a few minutes later. "Let me just get changed
into something more appropriate for the occasion, and then we can go. Sound
good?"

"Why wouldn't that be appropriate?" Percy looked confused.

"Well, don't you think I should look the part? It's going to be obvious who
I am."

"Ummm, right, yeah," Percy had a brief flash where what she was saying made
perfect sense, but then it slipped away. Where were they going again?
He stood in the hallway for a few minutes, trying, without any real success,
to remember just what it was they were doing.

"Pet, get in here," Lucy called. When Percy did as she asked, he was greeted
by the sight of his girlfriend wearing her tallest and most aggressive heels,
black leather pants tight enough that she could have been poured into them,
an as-yet-unlaced corset, and vibrant makeup that painted her lips a bright chemical
red and emphasized her large dark eyes. The whole outfit screamed dominatrix. The
heels had absolutely massive platforms and the spiky stilettos were fully seven
inches long. She'd only worn them inside the confines of their apartment so far,
not having wanted to make the nature of their relationship too obvious in a public
setting, but evidently she thought they were appropriate for this occasion.

"Give us a kiss." Given what she was wearing, Percy knew enough to get down
on his knees and plant a kiss on the top of Lucy's shiny boot. "Good boy,
now get up and help me put this corset on."

"Ok, how tight do you want it?"

"Tight. Not so much I can't breath at all though. I think fainting would kinda
kill my cred."

"Ok, breath out," Lucy opened her mouth and let the air flow out of her lungs
as Percy cinched the corset tight and quickly tied it off. When she breathed
in, the air had to remain in the tops of her lungs so her bosom heaved with
the natural rhythm of her body.

"Great, you ready?"

"You're not, umm, not wearing anything over it?" Percy asked, a little
surprised.

"Nah, somehow I think people won't mind where we are going, don't you?"

"Ummm, yeah, you're right," Percy had another little flash of understanding
what they were doing, but it was gone as soon as he finished talking.

"Great, let's go. You're driving." Lucy strutted towards the door.

In the car, Percy's hands worked on autopilot, punching in a destination
that he couldn't quite catch. He was able to focus on the individual letters
as he typed them in, but as soon as a word formed he stopped noticing it.
When his phone's digital assistant read out the destination to confirm
where they were going, he knew it was correctly, but immediately forgot
what it had said. He followed the navigation instructions without being
able to build up much context of what direction they were going. They
were on the highway for a little bit, and then pulled off and finally
parked outside of a tattoo parlor. Finally it all clicked, they were here
so that he could get a tattoo. Of course, how could he have forgotten?
Now, if only he could remember what he was getting a tattoo of.

They walked inside. Lucy drew a few looks, but the artists working on clients
mostly didn't look up from their work. Without really knowing why, Percy
walked up to the desk and said, "Hi, I'm Percy, I think we spoke on the phone."
He had no recollection of speaking on the phone with the heavily pierced
and tattooed woman lounging next to the desk. Strangely, he wasn't addressing
the equally thoroughly inked man in a strangely cut suit standing behind
the desk.

"Oh, yeah, nice to meet you in person! I assume this is Lucy?"

*How did she know that?* "Yeah, I guess her name is kinda obvious," somehow he
seemed to be able to carry on the conversation as if he knew exactly what
was going on even though he really had no idea.

"Well if you're ready, I can get started any time. Just head over there and
I'll get the stuff to get you prepped."

"Cool," Lucy and Percy headed over to the upholstered table that she had
indicated and Percy lay down on it.

Clara looked over at the couple that had just walked into the tattoo parlor
as she got the supplies for sanitizing Percy's skin together. They were both
quite attractive, but Lucy was something else. The leggy black haired beauty's
curves were just incredible. Clara knew she would find them distracting as she
worked, especially given the nature of the piece she would be etching onto
Percy's skin. The girl really did embody dominatrix vibes, and it made Clara
very curious about what when on between her two customers behind closed doors.
For a brief moment as she walked back to them, she wondered what it would be
like to take Percy's place and have the attention of the gorgeous Asian dominatrix
focused on her.

"Ok, if you could slide down your pants. Don't worry, it's nothing I haven't
seen before."

"Umm, ok, just give me a moment," To his shame, Percy was quite hard even though
he had been desperately trying to suppress his erection.

Lucy giggled, "oh, is this a little too exciting for you?"

Clara maintained an air of professionalism. Given the circumstances, it
was understandable. "We can wait a few minutes if you need more time."

"Oh that won't be necessary." Lucy bent down and whispered in Percy's ears
for a moment. "There no more excitement to worry about now."

"What, ummm, what did you do?"

Lucy's dark eyes bored into the tattoo artist, and Clara felt disquieted and not
a little aroused by the attention, "oh, I just ordered him to remain soft while
you work."

*She can do that?* "Oh, ummm, well then-"

"You can ask how if you want."

Clara did want. "Ummm, how did, how does that work?"

"My Percy is quite thoroughly hypnotized. Don't worry, it's nothing sinister. I
can only hypnotize him to do what he wants to do already, it's just that it let's
me reinforce his willpower to actually do it." There was just the slightest hint
of menace in the toothy grin that Lucy gave Clara. Clara was mostly interested in
men, but she could feel the heat building between her legs as she looked back
at the young hypnodom in front of her.

"Oh, ummm, I've never heard of that, ummm, before."

"He should be ready now,"

"Right," Clara turned back to her customer who had started to pull down his pants.
Despite Lucy's order to remain flaccid, she could see that Percy was quite well
endowed. Evidently he was a shower. Combined with the hint of abs visible where
his shirt slid up, she reflected that Lucy was not the only one of the couple
who was smoking hot. It looked like Percy had already shaved, but she used a
razor to make sure anyway before wiping alcohol over the target area for
further sterilization.

Once Clara turned on her tattoo gun, the distraction her unusual clients offered
faded a bit as she concentrated on getting the lines right. It was a text piece,
which wasn't as hard as a lot of her work, but she had to admit the contents of
what she was etching onto Percy's skin right below where the waistband of his
pants would sit made the piece one to remember. The first two words were in
bold black letters. The font Percy, or maybe Lucy, had chosen was blocky and had
an air of finality to it.

"You need a break at all?" Clara asked when she was halfway though.

"I'm fine."

"You haven't been reacting at all. I don't get many customers who manage that."
Clara said.

"Oh, he's got a little help. I hypnotized him not to feel the pain part of
the experience." Lucy spoke up.

"Oh, aahhh, maybe we should keep you around, you could help our other customers."

Lucy laughed, "yeah maybe."

Clara resumed her work starting in on Lucy's name. Whereas the preamble had been bold
print, Lucy's name was all curly cursive, very feminine. This part of the piece got
a little close to Percy junk, and Clara had to focus to avoid touching it.

When she finished, she went through her normal spiel about how to let it heal for the
first two days. She didn't mention the need to be extra diligent with sunscreen given
the location of the piece, but she was worried about something else, "I think you should
probably not be suppressing your ability to feel the pain, at least not all the way. If
you're not careful it could get infected, and you should try to keep pressure off of it
while you are healing. If it heals wrong it might scar."

"That's a good point," Percy said, "you mind removing the suggestion babe?"

"Sure," Lucy leaned down and whispered in his ear once more.

"Oh, yeah, definitely feel that now," Percy gave a quick grin. "I think I'll get used
to it."

"You have some paper towels or something? Might be nice to use to keep his pants away
from his skin a bit." Lucy asked.

"Yeah, sure," Clara handed her a few handfuls as Percy pulled his pants carefully up over
the plastic covering she had placed over the piece.

"Thanks!" Lucy waved as they headed out the door.

Once at the car, Lucy realized that she may have miscalculated a bit. "You want me to
drive?"

"I don't mind,"

"Babe, I'm not going to let you drive if it will make you less comfortable."

"Well, I guess it would be nice,"

"Ok, give me the keys," Lucy held out her hand. Percy handed them over and
Lucy walked over to the drivers seat and got in. Once she sat down she bent
over to unzip her huge, unwieldy boots. "These things are a little impractical."

"They're hot though," Percy grinned.

"Yeah, that is true." Lucy pressed her bare foot against the break and started
the car. "Hey Percy?"

"Yeah?"

"What does your tattoo say?"

"It says, ummmm, why don't I know this? Hmmm, I mean I literally just got it."

"Aww, does my poor little sub have a tattoo he doesn't know anything about?"
Lucy made a pouty face at him.


It wasn't until a week later that Percy learned what the tattoo said. He had
just gotten out of the shower and was looking at it, trying to make sense of
it. He could make out individual letters, but that was all. The door burst
open and Lucy came in, giving his ass a possessive fondle as she pressed herself
up against him. "You still trying to figure out what it says?" she giggled.

"Yeah. Can you please just let me read it?"

"Oh, but it's so much fun to watch you staring at it all the time."

"Lucy, please,"

"Mmmmmm, fine, but only because I love you. Why don't you just see
clearly Percy?" At the final four words, suddenly Percy could understand
the tattoo. In clear black ink it said 'Property of Lucy Tran'. Despite
the fact that Lucy had him in 95% focus mode, his cock went ramrod straight
as soon as he saw it. A wave of gratitude that his goddess of a girlfriend
had decided to so unambiguously claim him washed through him. A moment
later, he remembered the conversation they had had about the tattoo before
hand, which Lucy had made him forget as part of the little game she had come
up with around actually getting it. He knew that every time he saw it, he
would be flooded with this same level of arousal he was experiencing now.

"Whoa,"

"You happy with it?" she squeezed him in a hug from behind.

"Very. You're like every sex fantasy I've ever had combined, you know that?"

"Mmmmmm, yeah, I know," she said smugly, nibbling him on the ear and sliding
her hands down to grip his cock.

=====================================================================================

"Give me a massage pet," Lucy ordered, rolling over to present her back to Percy.
The morning sun was forcing its way into their bed room through the tiny gaps
between the blackout curtain they had up and the wall. It was hardly any light,
but after the night spent in darkness it made the room feel bright.

"Yes Mistress," Percy stopped drowsing immediately and did as she bade, or
tried to. The sight of her shadowed form enthralled him, freezing him in
place as soon as he straddled her legs and rested his hands on her back.

Lucy grinned, knowing that her boy toy was completely helpless at the sight of
her when she had him in thirsty mode. She reached back and wrapped her hand around
his rock hard shaft, shoving it down to wedge between her ass cheeks and giving
it a squeeze with her meaty buns. "Do you need some help focusing to do your job
pet?"

"Y-yeah, s-sorry Mistress,"

Lucy giggled, "focus at 90%, babe." When Percy still didn't move, she turned her head,
"still not enough?" She knew it wasn't. Percy had been needing more and more focus
to achieve the same level of function as he grew ever more attracted to his dominant
girlfriend. She had implanted triggers to make him more attracted to her every time
he suckled at her breast or saw the tattoo marking him as belonging to her, and since
he did both several times a day he was always falling further and further under her
spell.

"No, not, not really, god, you're so hot Mistress,"

"Focus at 98%, babe" that should be enough that he could apply himself.

"Thank you Mistress," Percy bent down and set to work. Lucy let out a contented purr
as he expertly worked over the smooth flesh of her back. She loved to feel his strong
hands on her flesh, and her pussy was soon buzzing in anticipation of what she was
going to have him do to her. Her hips rose up seemingly of their own accord and the
wordless noises of pleasure she was making grew more insistent. Percy understood what
was being asked of him without having to be told and guided his shaft into her snatch,
eliciting a gasp of pleasure from the curvy Vietnamese vixen below him.

"Fuck me thirsty boy," Lucy commanded. After that Percy lost track of the exact sequence
of events he was so overwhelmed by his lust for her. At Lucy's urging, the hypnotized
stud pounded away, unable to cum despite the animalistic vigor that suffused his powerful
limbs. Lucy crashed through multiple orgasms as her lover used her just the way she
wanted him to. Eventually, she had had enough and told him to stop. Pulling off his
still engorged shaft, she pushed him back to sit against the headboard and then once
again engulfed him as she straddled him and fit one of her thick nipples into his
mouth.

"Have your breakfast thirsty boy," she commanded, letting down her milk with a contented
sigh. She loved the sensation of Percy draining her ripe bosom. It was a sensation of
visceral relief and release. "Good boy, just keep drinking, falling further and further
into your trance with each gulp of my milk. Keep drinking and getting ever more attracted
to me, ever more submissive and obedient for your Mistress." She switched him halfway
through, have plenty of practice in figuring out when his stomach was half full.
When he finished, she bent down and finally gave him permission to cum. Immediately,
he bucked up into her, shooting his hot seed up into her womb.

"Focus at 99.9%, babe," she ordered, bringing him out of his trance.

He smiled up at her, "good morning Lucy."

"Good morning Percy," she bent down to give him a long kiss, "I love you."

"I love you too,"

"We should probably get ready,"

"Yeah, big day today. I can't believe we're actually graduating."

"Oh I was always gonna graduate, you on the other hand..." he gave her a cheeky grin.

"Watch it mister, I might have to get out the riding crop,"

"Ohh, sounds fun!"

She rolled her eyes and got off of him, walking towards the bathroom to take a shower.
Percy remained in bed until just before the water started running and then got up to
follow her. After the finished showering they moved into the kitchen and started cooking
together, neither one bothering to put clothes on. Lucy had been feeling guilty about
how many of the chores Percy was doing even though she knew he liked it, so she was
trying to help out more. It had lead to lots of opportunities for him to demonstrate
cooking tasks with his arms around her, but this morning they didn't have time to
linger so they moved efficiently, making a single massive breakfast. Lucy ate quickly,
wishing they had the time for Percy to feed her each bite the way they sometimes did
on lazy weekend mornings.

Lucy got dressed in a pair of tight jeans and a figure hugging t-shirt while Percy
pulled on some pastel green shorts and a light purple button down. They both then
donned the voluminous black robes they were to march in. "It's funny to think we
were doing this together four years ago."

"Yeah, you're right. It's funny how things repeat."

"Well, there are some differences," she pointed out, "you're not being a total sad boi
about Emma for example."

Percy shuddered, "thanks for the reminder. Yeah that wasn't a good time."

"Well, you're always had a weakness for girls," she pointed out, stepping closer
to fiddle unnecessarily with his collar, pressing her body up against his, "especially
busty girls."

Percy reddened, "I guess-"

"But I've fixed that haven't I?" Lucy purred, leaning in to whisper in his ear, "now
you just have a Lucy weakness." She punctuated her declaration by nipping his ear
before pulling back and letting one hand drop to cup his engorged member. "Oh, did
I do that? At 99.9% focus?"

Percy groaned, "you're such a tease."

"No! I am not! I put out!" she giggled.

"You 'put out'," he made quoty fingers, "what is this, the 50s? That's the most
Boomer thing you've said in at least three months."

She stuck her tongue out at him and turned to head towards the door. "We should go."

"Yeah," they pulled on their robes and headed for the door.


"Lads," Lucy lifted her chin in acknowledgment as she and Percy walked up to their
friends.

"Hey guys," Mike acknowledged them.

"We just waiting for Tom and Dana?" Percy asked.

"Yeah," Blake nodded.

They hung out in the shade of the massive fur tree outside the gym for a while longer.
The mood was festive but a bit bittersweet. They were all eager to begin the lives
they had planned for after college, but they all knew it was the end of an era. As
Lucy reminisced with close friends and acquaintances, it really hit home how college
had been the best time of her life. Even before she got together with Percy, she had
loved the freedom and independence, but spending the last year of school with the
guy she had had a crush on since sophomore year of high school had really put a
capstone on the whole experience. Their relationship wasn't anything like she had
imagined it might be, but that only made it better.

"We should head over to line up," Gordon pointed out.

"Yeah, it is getting to be about that time," Percy agreed. As a swam of loose clots,
the crowd started to move into position. Most people didn't know the system, but there
were enough students who had actually read their email and were willing to help
that everyone wound up in the right place eventually. They had to stand around in the
sun for a few more minutes before the ceremony started, but eventually it did.


"Lucy, I'm so proud of you!" Lucy's mom emerged from the chaotic swirl of people to
wrap her daughter in a hug. Binh Tran was not much taller than 5 feet, but her high
heels brought her withing striking distance of her tall daughter, so the height difference
wasn't quite as pronounced as Percy was used to.

"Thanks mom!"

George Tran stepped up to give her a hug as well, "we're both proud."

"Thanks dad," Lucy's relationship with her dad wasn't without its bumps, and a part of
her was a bit surprised at the emotion in his face and voice, but it was nice to have
him there.

"Nice going sis," her brother Ben held up a fist.

"Thanks dude," she bumped it with her own.

"And Percy, we're proud of you too," Binh smiled at him.

"Oh, ummm, thanks,"

"You kids want to grab something to eat?" Lucy's mom asked.

"Yeah, I'm pretty hungry, I could definitely eat," Lucy enthused, "you want to
eat babe, or you holding off because of your diet?" she asked Percy, subtlety
adjusting the way her loose robe hung over her chest.

"I might eat a little, but I think I should wait until later for the main
meal,"

"You must be dedicated to the gainz dude," Ben joked.

Lucy laughed, "yeah Percy's pretty dedicated. You might even say he's addicted."

"Yeah, haha, I kinda am addicted to working out," Percy said, trying to derail
Lucy's subtle teasing.

"That's a good addiction to have," George opined, "'course you don't want to
get injured."

"Yeah, I learned that the hard way once or twice," he fell in besides Lucy's
dad and continued to chat with him as they made their way to the restaurant.

Fortunately, Lucy and her brother had started playfully bickering so she
didn't continue to tease him. When he got a chance he texted her "seriously,
in front of your family?"

A moment later he got back an biting lips emoji followed by a cow emoji.
Lucy looked up at him through her eyelashes and smirked as she put her
phone away.

By the time they had finished the meal, Lucy had surreptitiously stolen
most of Percy's food and was feeling pleasantly full. For his part, Percy
was still quite hungry, so he was relieved when they said their goodbyes
and headed back to their apartment.

"You hungry, thirsty boy?" Lucy asked when they were once more alone.

At her words, Percy became hyper aware of her body. The baggy robe she wore
could not hide her figure entirely, and somehow the very fact that the shapeless
black garment was trying, and failing, to conceal her femininity made the sight
of her all the more erotic. "Yes Mistress."

"I bet you are, poor thing. Don't worry, I'm going to give you a chance to
earn your supper." She turned around and presented her back to him, "undo
me." He undid her robe and she let it fall to the ground, revealing her figure
hugging clothes. Turning to face him, she felt the same thrill of pride she
always did at the naked awe in his face. Stepping in to press her body to his,
she gave him a soft kiss before sliding her hands beneath his shirt to feel
the hard muscles of his torso. She pulled his shirt off over his head and then
undid his pants, sliding them down around his ankles in a single sharp motion.
She allowed herself to dwell briefly on her name etched permanently into his
flesh before settling a possessive hand around his thick shaft and turning
to tug him after her like it was a leash. Percy almost tripped as he had to
half hop for a step while kicking out of his shoes and pants, and Lucy made
sure to keep her arm lose while he got all the way naked.

Once her man was completely shucked, she picked up the pace, tugging him
by his cock directly towards their bedroom. "This is a great metaphor for
our relationship don't you think?"

Looking down at her elegant hand wrapped around his dick, Percy couldn't
help but agree. She held him gently but firmly, her smooth hand feeling
like heaven around his manhood. Her nails brushed against his flesh,
hinting at the teasing him with the darkly exiting possibility of pain
she would never actually deploy. It was a light point of contact, yet
one that completely dominated him. "You're right Mistress,"

She smiled and gave his shaft a squeeze, turning him until his back
was to the bed and then releasing him before giving him a hard shove
that sent him sprawling. She left him lying there while she peeled
off her clothes. She didn't bother going slowly to titillate him,
knowing that her boyfriend was already so thoroughly enamored with
her that she didn't need to. Once she stood naked before him, she
came to him, crawling up slowly from the base of the bed, dragging
her milk laden breasts over his legs, pausing at his cock
to massage it briefly between her udders, and finally sliding
her smooth bosom over his chest before sitting up to walk her hips
into position over his face. "Lick," she commanded, pressing herself
down into him.

Percy gave his all to pleasing his girlfriend, and his efforts were
soon rewarded with little gasping moans made through desperately
parted lips. Before too long she crashed through her first orgasm,
"I, mmmm, I would say you've earned your supper," she gasped, sliding
down to position herself over his shaft before engulfing him and
fitting one of her nipples into his mouth. She squirmed her hips
back and forth as she let down her milk, letting out a few delighted
gasps of pleasure. For a few moments she was too overwhelmed with
sensation to start in on her ritual reinforcement of the hypnotic
grip she held over Percy, but after a little while she leaned
down and began breathily urging him into a deeper and deeper
trance, reminding him of the way her body effortlessly turned him
into her worshipful pet.

After he finished most of her right breast, she pulled back and
told him to scoot back to sit against the headboard. She could feel
his hard muscles flex as he lifted them both up to get into the
new position, ensuring that their bodies remained joined as he
moved. She fed him her left nipple and sighed contentedly as
he once more began to gulp down her creamy milk. "That's it,
keep sucking on your Mistress's big sexy tit. You're an addict
baby, a Lucy addict. Just let yourself give in completely. It
feels soooo nice to submit to your busty girlfriend doesn't
it?"

When he finished his dinner, she sat back, "you can cum now,
pet." He did, bucking up into her, his hands digging into the
small of her back and her plush buttocks with his fingers
spread.

They remained tangled up in each others arms for a while, but
eventually Lucy reached over and grabbed some tissues to clean
herself up. One advantage of keeping her man's balls thoroughly
drained all the time was that there was rarely too much spunk
to clean up.

Once she finished cleaning herself up as best she could without
getting in the shower, she turned around and leaned back against
his chest, "I love you thirsty boy."

"I love you too Mistress,"

=================================================================================

How does a hypnodom propose to her boyfriend? That had been the question
on Lucy's mind for the last few months. They were very young, but Lucy knew
that Percy was the man for her, and right after they graduated from college
and moved across the country together seemed like a good time to her.

They were walking along the beach near Da Nang, Vietnam as the sun rose over
the ocean. They were taking a month and a half long vacation in southeast Asia
between graduation and starting work, with most of the time spent in Vietnam since Lucy,
as a first generation Vietnamese American, spoke the language. Percy had been confused
when he woke in the pre-dawn darkness and shook Lucy awake to demand that she wake
up to go to the beach with him. He hadn't known why he had woken so early or why it
seemed so important that they catch the sunrise. Lucy had protested lightly, but then
folded remarkably quickly given her usual dominant demeanor. Now, Percy was in boat shoes,
shorts and little else, and Lucy wore an airy shear yellow robe that did nothing
to conceal and everything to tantalize over the tiny gold bikini she had worn on that
ski trip they had taken over winter break. Despite the latitude and time of the year, there
was a slight morning chill that the young lovers could feel on their bare
skin.

They stopped and faced the sunset. Lucy came over to him and laid her head on
Percy's shoulder. "This is nice," she murmured.

All of a sudden, Percy's body moved of his own volition. He stepped away from
Lucy and sank to one knee. It felt as if his mind was completely disconnected
from his body. He was just an observer watching a robot go through some programmed
motions. He pulled a ring box out of his pocket. How had that gotten there?
He had no recollection of ever buying a ring or putting it in his pocket. He
opened the box to reveal a gold ring with a large diamond and several slightly
smaller rubies set in it.

Lucy looked down at him and grinned, "Percy, will you marry me?"

Percy gulped. Wasn't this a bit backwards? He was in control of his body
again. "Of-of course!"

Lucy grinned, "I'm glad! Come here!" He stood up and she held out her hand
for him to put the ring on. Once it was on, she wrapped her hands around his
neck and planted a long kiss on his lips.

Percy was stunned. Obviously, Lucy had planned the whole thing, but she had
made it seem like he was the one driving things. It was a twist to the traditional
proposal ritual that fit their relationship perfectly.
