Breast Quest - Chapter 6 (Patreon)

(I've finally added the Breast Quest tag to all of the chapters rather than just randomly putting it on a couple of them. So you can now easily see the whole backlog of these.

This one's a bit unique, hope y'all like it~)

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As we stretched in the morning and put out the campfire, I heard Mena speak up. “Just one left… hard to believe, innit?”

Wow. It really was. I hadn’t even thought about how close we were. We made away with the Eye of Cole from the ruined bandit hideout on that fateful day where Mena and I met each other. We braved that terrifying pirate ship wreckage and thwarted that mermaid guardian to get the Trident Key. And we’d raided the Pasties tavern and escaped their special enforcer dancers to take home the Silver Tail.

Somehow that last one doesn’t sound as harrowing as the others when summed up like that, but you’d be surprised…

“Damn, you’re right! Three down and one to go!” I cheered.

“Lemme see, where’s the next one at again…?” Mena inquired as she glanced at the scroll Lady Auphemia had lent me. “Hmmm, uh-uh… this one’s called the Phoenix Talon. And it looks like… uh… hrm.”

She looked a bit puzzled as she studied the map a little closer. “Wait a minute, this is… am I seeing this right?”

That got me to raise an eyebrow. I stepped over and looked as well, at the small bit of map portrayed on the scroll.

“Uh, I don’t recognize that from any maps I’ve seen.” I admitted.

“I think… I think this is showing us Luciana.” Mena marveled.

“Luciana…?” I asked, puzzled for a moment before snapping to awareness. “Wait, the- the Queendom?”

“Yeah. And… this looks to be... right at the border.” Mena recounted hesitantly.

We paused to share a glance and saw a mutual concern.

The Luciana Queendom as it had become known was a land ruled by Queen Eiruferu. She has taken no king, never has and supposedly never will. Her castle was placed right at the forefront of the land, directly on the only border that led into Luciana. Every coast was well guarded, it was a heavily isolated area.

This was largely because of their country-wide policy forbidding the presence of any men, the Queen’s own handpicked exceptions notwithstanding. Indeed, it was a land ruled by women and for women.

Essentially then, the only way to get into Luciana was through the castle of Queen Eiruferu herself. And that castle, of course, is heavily fortified and crawling with highly trained soldiers.

Never before had I seen Mena look so nervous as she contemplated this.

“Y-You alright…?” I asked.

“Hoo… hoo boy, this, uh… this is the big one.” she remarked. “God, I can imagine what my old gang would say about the very idea of raiding that castle. You’d have to be a fool to try it… even the most talented thieves on Earth would quake at the thought.”

As I thought about it more deeply, I knew she was right. “...Yeah, it’s one thing to sneak past a handful of people but this is almost taking on a whole army. And, I mean, this could be grounds for an international incident, we could incite a war or something here...”

After a brief pause, I spoke to her in earnest. “Mena you’ve done so much for me already. I absolutely won’t hold it against you if you don’t follow me on this one.”

“Huh…? Wait, hold up.” Mena replied in bewilderment. “You’re telling me you’d be willing to do this all by yourself?!”

In that moment, I thought of what I was fighting for. The legion of huge breasts that awaited me on the other side of this, my final trial. I thought of Sejna’s tits, dominating me calmly yet thoroughly. I thought of Camil’s, smashing me recklessly. Of Lusy’s, touching me with a teasing hesitance and reluctance. Of Alcia’s, cradling my manhood with a loving embrace.

And of course I thought of Lady Auphemia’s incomparable bust, overwhelming my whole body with their sheer size and power…

As a defiant erection rose in my pants, I answered with an uncharacteristically brave tone. “I have to try.”

“Wow. I had no idea you had such a big pair on you, Asher.” Mena remarked with a smirk. “I mean, strictly figuratively, obviously. But yeah...”

“Th-thanks...” I grumbled. I acted like it was sarcastic, but I actually did appreciate it.

“Still… you can go ahead and bin that talk, friend.” she added, giving me a smile and a pat on the shoulder. “You’re not getting rid of me that easy, savvy?”

“What, really? But I thought you said-”

“That it’d be foolish? Yeah, bloody oath it is! Never said I wasn’t into it, though!” she cheerfully explained. “I mean c’mon, this is the kinda thing that legends spin from. We’d be the first people to ever steal from that castle and I ain’t passing up an opportunity for that kinda cred! Hahah, ‘sides, we didn’t make it this far just to give up at the finish line...”

I couldn’t contain my joy. “Aw Hell yeah!” I shouted, and without even thinking about it I reached out and brought Mena in for a hug. I don’t think she expected it but slowly she did the same.

And… nnnggh, I swear I didn’t do it to get that chest-to-chest contact but daaaaaaamn… her breasts were so soft! And they pressed deep into me as we lingered on the embrace.

“Uh… Asher, buddy?”

Mena had already put her arms back down but I had not.

Okay, correction, I lingered on the embrace. I let out an awkward chuckle as my hands went to my sides. She just smiled and shook her head, moving right along, “Right, so I think it’s safe to say we need a plan here. Can’t just wing this one.”

“Uh, yeah.” I nodded. “I mean, I’m not even gonna be allowed to visit that castle… atleast, from what I’ve heard.”

“Very true. They hate anything with a cock, even if only just.” she mused. “Hrm… I’ll think on it as I head into town and clear my head. Shouldn’t be long.”

“Sounds good.” I replied.

I waited until Mena strode a good distance away before dipping back into the tent and dropping trou, furiously working off this erection. I knew better this time than to let my arousal get out of hand.

As I did this, I tried to stir up those same images in my head from moments ago of Auphemia and her maids. But instead I could only seem to focus on that hug Mena and I just shared… probably because I could just about still feel the impression that her lovely breasts just made on my chest.

Still… this had actually been happening more and more. Even with all the time I’d spent with Mena and the moooostly platonic relationship we’d shared, I wasn’t over her figure at all and in fact, when I’d been pleasuring myself, I was almost strictly thinking about her now.

Obviously she’s sexy as all get out, way, way out of my league in her own right. But her bust wasn’t quite the size of the maids, let alone Lady Auphemia. Nevermind the fact it’s one girl to six! So the fact that she was starting to get past them in my mind… what did that say?

Not really sure yet but indeed, in my mind’s eye I was cumming all over Mena’s tits whilst my masturbation came to a climax. There’s no doubt about that.

A couple of hours later, I heard her distinctive accent once more. “Ayy, Asher! I’m back and I know exactly what we’re doing!”

With a smile, I stepped outside of the tent to greet her. But I was taken aback by what I saw.

Her usual outfit was gone. She now had a black beret atop her head and a ribbon around her neck. Her basic shoes were replaced with knee high metal plated boots. White stockings ran up to her shapely hips, stopping just beneath her double layered ruffled white and blue skirt. Elbow length black gloves and blue metal gauntlets laced her arms. Finally, she had on a white top adorned with two blue metal breastplates that did a lot to augment her already sizeable tits. And she now revealed a deep cleavage!

Ohhh it was beautiful…

“So how do I look?” Mena asked with a quick shake of her chest.

My legs wobbled, my face flushed, an intense groan escaped my mouth… I fought to keep from falling to my knees, if only to maintain the viewpoint of that incredible cleavage. My dick was dancing like crazy as I gawked at her.

Mena chuckled, “Nice…”

“I-I like this plan already...” I stammered.

“Hah! Well, I’m glad you like the outfit...” Mena smirked. “...’cause I got you a pair too!”

She tossed me a mound of clothes and I caught it by instinct. I looked down at it, baffled. It looked exactly like what she had on, except it was pink.

“...Seriously?” I grumbled.

“Ohhh I’m dead serious!” she beamed, before doing a dramatic pose. “Me and you are enlisting in the army~!”

“Alright, look.” I sighed. “I know I put up with a lot of embarrassing shit here, I know I’m not a proud man, but I have to draw the line somewhere, this plan is absolutely-”

Mena put her fists to her hips and bent over, giving me an even deeper look down her cleavage.

Ten minutes later, I stood in front of a mirror as Mena helped put the proper padding in my breast plates. She chuckled a bit as she fondled my quote-on-quote titties…

“Yannow you’re actually really well suited for this.” she remarked. “Most dudes would have to worry about bulges showing...”

“Yeah, yeah…” I mumbled as I stared back at a much more girly version of myself.

“So!” Mena chirped as she slapped her hands to my shoulders. “How do you like your new look, Ashley?”

I paused as I studied my reflection and took stock of how it felt wearing panties.

“It’s, um...” I began, blushing. My response was pretty quiet. “It’s more comfortable than I thought it’d be.”

“...Oh.” Mena answered, clearly not expecting that answer. But she played it off with a shrug, “Well that’s cool, you do you.”

She rubbed my shoulders and smiled again, “I’m a little surprised at how convincing you are, actually. You look pretty cute this way~”

Why on Earth did that feel so nice to hear?

“Ah… s-still, are you sure this will work? I mean will they really accept someone like me in their ranks?” I asked. “I’m sure you’re tough enough, but me…?”

“Oh, you don’t need to be accepted. We just need to be given a chance!” she explained. “They hold their tryouts inside the castle walls, so just passing the eye test when we sign up should get our foot in the door.”

“Huh, okay. And once we’re inside, we can figure out where the treasure is...” I remarked.

“Exactly.” Mena nodded. “Now hurry up, sign-ups close in an hour! Think girly thoughts and come with me.”

As Mena walked off, I paused to take one last glance at myself in the mirror before following her.

And that’s the story of how I found myself enlisting into an all-female army… they had setup a small stand in town. They must really glorify the lifestyle in Luciana because women were lined up for quite a ways back, most in homemade or mismatched versions of the customary armor.

Now that I think about it, I didn’t even ask how Mena procured our own sets. Maybe best not to…

Anyway I ended up ahead of her in line. As the soldier heading up the stand looked at me I swear it felt like a thousand eyes were staring me down, I was certain I’d be seen right through at any minute. My hand trembled as I signed on the sheet.

Mena had quickly taken it upon herself to pick my name for me and I saw no better alternative.

“Ashley...” the soldier read off. “Alright, advance.”

I nodded and stepped forward. The line continued with several other stands like this, it was a pretty elaborate registration process.

As I stood there, I only naturally overheard Mena’s sign up.

“Lyza...” the soldier read off. “Okay, keep going.”

I raised an eyebrow as I looked back to see Mena’s knowing smirk. Obviously I didn’t have much choice but to use a fake name but I didn’t realize she planned on doing the same.

Thinking about it though, it probably is a smart thing to do. In her line of work, it’s likely preferable to have as few people knowing your true identity as possible.

Hrm. That got me pondering… but now certainly wasn’t the time to talk to her about it.

The two of us kept our heads down as we followed our escorts. They took us down to Luciana and there, we rolled up on the incredible castle of Queen Eiruferu. It’s size was as majestic and beautiful as it was intimidating. It reminded me of Lady Auphemia’s chest in that way… an easy drive for me to march inside.

I saw once again the nerves appear on Mena’s face as she saw how crowded it was in there. It really was crawling with soldiers… all of them women, all of them drop dead gorgeous. I was getting a bit steamed myself… none of them looked threatening but at this point I knew better than to question that. I had every reason to think they were highly skilled, deadly and, most likely, wouldn’t be too happy to see a man among their midsts.

On the other hand, many of them were sporting incredible racks. With every step they made, just… bouncy bouncy bouncy…

As we walked I heard a far away voice cry out authoritatively, “This way recruits! We’ll be the ones handling your sparring trials.”

I didn’t really look, I was too distracted by the sea of breasts… but I could tell I was still following Mena so I knew I was fine.

Gosh, they were nice. I mean, as someone who was wearing them himself, I can tell you that the breastplates do a loooot to accentuate the chest area and make it look bigger, but when you put them over an already enormous pair of bosoms… boy do they draw the eye. Being super shiny didn’t help matters either… how could you possibly look away?

I sure couldn’t...

“Ashley…?” I heard Mena grumble. “Uh, Ashley, you might wanna stop...”

Now look, I’ll admit I was in a tit-obsessed malaise and that’s probably the main reason I didn’t react in time. But to be perfectly fair, I’d only been associating myself with that name for a few hours and that really didn’t help.

What I’m trying to say is that I ran headlong into a pair of breasts and found out firsthand that even with all that metal, it was still a very cushiony place to rest your head.

Immediately I recognized the sensation and breathed in a feminine musk as I gasped. A moan escaped my mouth in spite of my trying to hold it and while muffled, I imagine it came out sounding… aggressive.

A hand grabbed my hair and ripped me out from the soft paradise I’d landed in and I found myself gazing into the furious eyes of a blonde-haired blue-eyed soldier.

“So! You’ve decided to take the fight to me right here, is that it?!” she asked.

“I… uh… h-huh?” I stammered, struggling to put on a girly voice.

“Then have at you!” she declared loudly and dramatically.

She shoved me a few steps away from her. In the next moment, I saw a flash of panties as her leg soared up. In a flash, three powerful kicks pelted my face, chest and abdomen in quick succession. Immediately I was frozen in anguish and helpless to stop her next attack - she bent down before me, unintentionally giving me a golden glimpse down her impeccable cleavage - before springing up into a ruthless high kick to my jaw.

My feet left the ground, I soared up into the air and seemed to just hang there for a moment as I saw her pull out her sword. With a quick slash of it, she sent a strange beam of energy my way that blasted me out of the sky and sent me landing hard on the floor.

I saw her lording above me, posed with her sword ready for another attack but it was entirely unnecessary, my slow groan made it clear I was beaten already. Mena bent over beside me, glancing down with an expression that made it clear how painful that onslaught looked.

“Pah!” the soldier scoffed.. “What a weakling, defeated before the trial even starts! This one has no chance... hmph. I shant waste my time with you.”

She turned towards someone I couldn’t see from my vantage point. “Millis, she’s yours.”

“Goodness, Leticia… I think that was probably an accident, yannow?” spoke a much gentler voice. I felt a soft hand grab for my shoulder and Mena grabbed the opposite, both of them helping me up to my feet. The four enormous breasts of the two ladies gently brushed my back simultaneously at one point here and I damn near made a mess, but I managed to contain myself.

I turned to see the lady called Millis and saw a much friendlier face than I’d been seeing up ‘til this point. “Sorry about that.” she murmured to me. “Leticia can actually be nice but she’s very proud and headstrong sometimes...”

This lady had the same kind of exaggerated proportions that I was seeing more and more these days. She wore a pink outfit very similar to my own, matching all the other guards aside from the color, which meant her incredibly welcoming tits were on immaculate display.

It’s just… insane, how many big-tittied women I’d been meeting on this journey and Millis was no different. Now that I think about it, they’re also big-tittied women that could kick the crap out of me as well… just what was up with that anyway? ...Ah well, shouldn’t look a gifthorse in the mouth.

Leticia pointed her sword towards Mena and cried out, “That leaves you with me! Come, to the barracks!”

Mena nodded and followed her away, and I tentatively turned back to Millis. “...D-Does that mean we’re gonna be fighting too now…?”

“Ah well, just practicing together really. And not quite yet… I mean c’mon, you can barely stand!” she noted, still supporting my weight over her shoulder. “Come with me, I’ll get you healed up.”

I wasn’t sure what that meant but I went along with her, taking the time to study every square centimeter of her cleavage as she led me along, tits bouncing wildly all the while.

Sure am glad she was leading me by the arm because I was just hypnotized by the sight, not to mention still a bit groggy from Leticia’s attack. I only gained a bit of clarity when she finally separated from me. With a small shake of my head I regained my senses and looked around.

Imagine my surprise when I realized I was in what looked like a bedroom! This had to have been where she slept. She’d… taken me right to her room. I felt my face reddening.

She was rifling through a drawer when I glanced towards her. After a few seconds of this, she pulled out a small vial. “Ah, here it is!”

I was a bit confused as she handed it to me. “Here, take this. It’ll make you feel good as new!”

Couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at that, but she seemed sincere enough. So I picked it up, pulled off the cap and took a sip of the liquid.

A small tingle came through my body, and the lingering ache in my face and gut dissipated in a matter of moments.

“What on Earth…?” I asked, bewildered. “I-I really do feel good as new! What is this stuff?!”

“Oh, you’ve never had a potion? Heh yeah, they’re pretty rad.”  she replied, chipperly. “You uh, you can pretty much buy them anywhere actually.”

...Well that would’ve been nice information to have sooner.

“So!” she began with a clap and a sweet little smile. “Are you ready to get started now? Eheh… I promise I won’t go as hard as Leticia.”

“Uh, sure…” I remarked, just hoping she was honest as I put my fists up.

“Alright! Ready… GO!” she yelled as she twisted around and leaped towards me.

I wasn’t expecting this move at all but her shapely body was hurdling my way at top speed, fast enough to cause her short skirt to get swept upwards and reveal her backside, not even remotely concealed by her string of a thong..

In that moment, I realized something. From the front she may have seem proportioned the same as most of the other soldiers around us, but from the back that was not true. Her ass was quite noticeably more prominent than any of them, huge, round and supple. And that remarkable ass was speeding right towards my face.

With my reflexes, I didn’t stand a chance. It smashed right into me. That next second, I was on the ground with her sitting on my head.

By now you should know I’m very much a titman but as I’ve said, I can appreciate a nice ass and daaaaamn, hers was beautiful! I can’t say I hated having a facefull of it. It wasn’t being smothered by tits but it wasn’t that far removed either… still two very soft, cushiony, feminine globes pushing onto me.

Millis giggled as she wiggled her hips. “Didn’t see that coming, didja Ashley? Heehee, yeah most people don’t! That’s a daaaaangerous booty~!” she chirped, taking a moment to bounce on my nose.

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“So uh… you’re not gonna be using that sword in our sparring session, right?” Mena inquired as she and Leticia walked to barracks. “‘Cause uh, mine’s still in the shop...”

Leticia let out a quick chuckle. “Fret not, Lyza. Swordplay comes quite late in our training course. Before anything else, you will be tested in hand-to-hand combat. I trust you are prepared... ”

“Ohhh, anytime! I mean uh, yes, ma’am.” Mena agreed, making sure to put on a subservient air.

That was about all they had to say to each other on the way over, as Leticia wasn’t much for small talk and Mena wasn’t about  to push her.

That silence ended up being convenient however as Mena’s ever-alert ears picked up something interesting…

“...seems like a poor place to put something so important to me...”

Curious, Mena subtly took a couple of paces to her left and slowed her walk down the hall just enough to hear out a conversation two soldiers were having in a waiting room.

“Hey, now, I…” the woman said. Mena could only get bits and pieces. “...knows what she’s doing…”

“Sure but… with all the prisoners… ever get free, they could steal…”

Mena had to fight to hide her smirk as Leticia opened a door before her. As she stepped inside, the disguised thief glanced around the room and marveled at the weapons on the wall. Mostly various kinds of swords of different sizes, but there were also a few shields and archery bows spread among them… and, a riding crop? Just one of them. Odd.

“Right. First lesson, recruit.” Leticia spoke up.

Mena slowly turned towards her - a little too slowly, as she wasn’t prepared to block the oncoming punch. Leticia’s solid fist slammed into Mena’s cheek and took her to the floor.

“Augh, fuckin’ hell!” Mena hissed, a hand to her cheek as she glanced up at her instructor.

Leticia smirked wickedly as she finished, “...Always be on your guard.”

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Millis just kept laughing, evidently finding the idea of sitting on my face really funny, and she continually shook her hips to really rub it in.

Eventually she stood up and offered me a hand to help me stand, which I of course took.

“Uh… that’s a, very unique fighting style you have, Millis.” I noted, still feeling the impression of her buttcheeks against my own cheeks.

She giggled, “I know, I came up with it myself! Nobodies’ trained to defend against it. Haven’t fought a man yet that could stand up to it~”

Millis put her fists to her hips and beamed as she stated this, looking so proud and adorable. It was true that her fighting style was very unorthodox and would take anyone by surprise. But I’d wager a lot of guys she fought were also more than happy to take that kind of loss…

“That said!” she chirped. “If you wanna get accepted, you need to be ready for anything. You’re gonna learn how to defend against the booty bumps today~! Ready for the next one?”

“Uh… s-sure.” I stuttered, donning a fighting stance again. Atleast this time I knew what was gonna happen but I don’t know if I have the reflexes for this.

“Theeeeen, go!” she yelled, before twisting around and leaping at me yet again, thrusting her backside into my face again. This time I managed to take a few steps back and that did prevent her from landing all of the blow. As a result, instead of knocking me down and landing on top of me, her ass smashed into my face like a solid punch and sent me staggering backwards.

I ended up falling onto a chair in a seated position. Before I knew where I was, I saw Millis run towards me and damn that was a fun sight, those tits were dancing wildly with her stride… she leaped forward and, much to my shock, took a seat right on my lap!

As she did this, she pinned my shoulders back and her face was right within mine. She gazed deep into my eyes with a serious glare, before it quickly melted away into another chuckle. As she relaxed, her bountiful backside pressed deeper into my crotch and my eyes trailed towards her immaculate cleavage which was merely inches away from my face and…

...and oh God her ass is in my crotch.

Don’t look at her tits, don’t look at her tits, don’t get an erection, don’t get an erection…

Never have I fought so hard to maintain eye contact. It’s not that I’ve never been more mesmerized by a pair of tits, moreso that I uh, didn’t tend to fight the urge to gawk. But this was a pretty harrowing scenario…

She wasn’t making this easy either as she stayed in that position long enough to give me a demonstration of potential follow-ups.

“In a real scenario, you’d be in real trouble like this, Ashley.” she warned. “You’re really defenseless like this.”

She put her dukes up and gave a few playful taps to my cheeks, nose and jaw. “I could just pummel you!”

Millis let her hands drift down to wrap them delicately around my windpipe. “Or I could choke ya!” she remarked, shaking me a bit and making a little groaning noise as she pretended to strangle me.

I knew her tits were bouncing and vibrating with her movements, it was impossible not to spot her loving cleavage drifting in and out of my periphery.

“Or… since you’re a lady, I could go even dirtier than that.” Millis smirked as she took her hands off my throat. She sent two slo-mo punches right into my breastplates. “Boom! Titty punch! Hahaha, that’d put you down for the count!”

Nnnnggh, why’d she have to say titty…?!

“I know it seems brutal and uh, that’s cause it is. But hey, it’s war and all. And it’s a very effective thing to do to girls, especially ones with busts like ours.” Millis explained, before leaning forward and puffing her chest out, putting her hands to the sides of her bosoms as if making an offering. “Wanna try out a titty punch yourself~?”

I think steam might have poured from my ears in that moment. She was literally shoving her tits in my face and asking if I wanted to touch them!!! I fought against every instinct I had to take her up on that, shouted “NO!” and shoved at her shoulders to finally get her off of me.

“Whoa!” she yipped as she stumbled back to her feet. “Hey, sorry, sorry! I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable! It’s totally okay if you don’t want to do that...”

“I-I uh...” I groaned between gasps for air. I was becoming so hot and bothered that I was forgetting to breathe. Slowly I raised to my feet as I explained to her, “...N-No, it’s okay, I’m sorry for yelling. I just um, I’m a little squeamish about stuff like that. Y-Yannow, attacking sensitive areas and… whatnot.”

“Ah, okay.” Millis replied. “So it’s… not discomfort with uh, touching… private parts? Like, you’re not bothered by the hip attacks?”

“No, no, they’re um, they’re fine.” I answered. “...Although...”

The way she asked that got my wheels turning. Now that she wasn’t sitting on my lap anymore I was quickly less concerned about getting excited, especially when a certain idea hit me.

If she was okay with using her ass as a weapon, then...

“Uh, Millis?” I began, my mouth turning a bit dry as I tried to get the words out. “Have you ever thought about, uh… a-attacking someone with, with your titties?!”

She blinked a few times and the wheels turned in her head visibly for a moment. “Huh… using my breasts as weapons… in the same way that I do with my ass?”

“Yeah, yeah!” I replied, very much wanting to encourage it.

“Hmmm...”

She reached down and grabbed her tits and I nearly exploded. She held them up as if to test their weight. “...I guess they are big enough, aren’t they?”

I began nodding my head so enthusiastically that I’m lucky it didn’t go flying.

Millis giggled at the sight, “Wow, you’re really into this idea! Okay, let’s go for it! Brace yourself!”

With a massive smile I leaned my face in as Millis hopped forward, causing a gigantic bounce, before hopping up and smacking me with her swinging bosoms. Only her softest of flesh caught me and I had stars in my eyes as my body was sent hurdling backwards. The force wasn’t much really, just the sheer fact that it happened at all was enough to knock me down, and so it did.

I laid on the floor grinning like a dumbass.

“Hahah, wow! That was really effective!” Millis cheered. “I’ll have to remember that… I’ve got a real arsenal now!” She marveled at her feminine strength as she proudly grasped and bounced her breasts once again, before reaching back and giving a double smack.to her jiggling ass. “Haha, quadruple threat~! Hee… hey are you okay, Ashley? I tried to avoid hitting you with the plate part so it wouldn’t hurt too much.”

Ohhh I could already tell as much and I greatly appreciated that!

“I’m doing great!” I honestly replied.

“Awesome! In that case… it’s follow-up time!” Millis chirped.

She then leap a very athletic front flip, landing with her feet on either side of my hips. After a quick hop, she proceeded to perform a picture perfect splits, her skirt riding up high in the process to expose very much of her lower half.

Once more, her massive ass landed in my crotch, digging deep this time as quite a bit of her weight came down on my most sensitive area, enough to get a pained groan from me.

“Aaaaand time for the big finish!” she yelled as she reared her fist back slowly, slowly…

She froze.

Millis stopped to wiggle her hips again and I came incredibly close to a climax from the friction of her ass against my junk.

...Oh no. I’d been a real fool just presuming we wouldn’t end up back in this position and this time I had no chance. Of course I’d be fully erect after taking a tit attack to the face, I’m only human! And now, my erection was digging right between her supple asscheeks.

If she didn’t immediately know what she was feeling, then the terrified look on my face must’ve told the story. Slowly her eyes went wide and her cheeks reddened…

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Mena spun to the floor once again, taken down by Leticia’s remarkable skill.

“Strewth... you don’t play gentle, do ya?” Mena hissed. “...Ma’am.”

“Pah! You’d best have more fight in you than this on the battlefield, Lyza. Else you’ll be chopped down in no time.” Leticia taunted.

Mena leaped to her feet, increasingly eager to shut the proud soldier up.

She let Leticia come in first this time and managed to slink out of the way of her first punch, only to be taken off-guard by her twirling into an elbow thrust right to the gut. Mena backed up, hunched over.

Leticia charged in and looked to follow up with a knee lift to the face. But Mena was playing possum, atleast to an extent - she purposefully bent over further than she had to, to bait this move. She managed to catch Leticia’s leg and trip her to the floor.

Mena proceeded to pounce on her and level punch after punch into her pretty face. She got a few good licks in before Leticia managed to roll over and take control, and lay in a few punches of her own!

The thief crawled back for some separation and managed to kick the soldier away. They both scrambled to their feet, Leticia was up first and shot in on Mena. She tried to sidestep her, but Leticia still managed to grab her by the shoulder from behind and yank her in closer. The soldier leaped onto Mena’s back and wrapped her arms around her neck, her powerful thighs coiling around her ribs as well. Leticia had her in a Rear Naked Choke!

Mena’s legs wobbled as she had to support Leticia’s weight as well as endure the chokehold. She staggered and stumbled around the room, carrying her on her back. As she did this, she neared one of the swords on the wall and unknowingly got her skirt caught on the hilt. During her struggling she felt her skirt being pulled halfway down her ass as she stepped forward, but she didn’t exactly have time to pay that any mind.

After a mighty effort, Mena managed to reach back and grab Leticia by the back of the neck. With a powerful yank, she flipped the soldier to the floor.

Rather than try to follow up, Mena took a breath and let Leticia scramble to her feet before launching her next move. She threw a high kick right at her face. Leticia gasped and barely dodged it, then ducked under right hook as well. The soldier grabbed Mena by the wrist and controlled it, but applied no pressure.

“Stop!” she yelled.

“Huh…?” Mena grunted, hesitantly going back to a casual stance. “Are we done?”

“No, merely pausing.” Leticia noted quietly before looking away. “Your skirt got pulled down. Fix it and we will resume.”

“Excuse me…? Ma’am?” Mena gasped, looking down at her exposed lower half. “With all due respect… who cares? We were just having a knockdown, drag out fight here, are you serious? I mean on the battlefield-”

“Don’t you tell ME about the battlefield!” Leticia grunted, blushing as she clearly tried to keep her eyes from trailing too low. She crossed her arms and again glanced up at the ceiling. “Just- just fix it, okay?!”

Mena raised an eyebrow, surprised to see how uncomfortable she was with this. She shrugged and slowly pulled her skirt up her shapely hips, appreciating having a moment to catch her breath.

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“I… I...” I stammered, trying to think up some kind of explanation for what I was hiding in my panties. “L-Listen, it’s not what you think! I’m uh, I’m-”

She put a gentle finger to my mouth to silence me. “Shh, hey, hey. It’s okay.” she said, in a very soothing voice. “You don’t have to explain yourself to me.”

I froze. “...I… don’t?”

“Absolutely not.” Millis replied as she stood up and offered me a hand. “I’m sorry I found out like this, but… you don’t have to be afraid or hide who you are, not from me. I’m on your side.”

“Y-You are?!” I asked, bewildered. I had no idea what I was hearing but I took her hand and let her pull me up.

“That’s right. And I want you to know, going so far as to come here and try out in this of all armies… that shows a lot of courage.” Millis nodded. “You’re a tough lady, Ashley.”

“Lady…? But… you just found out that I’m a ma-”

Millis cut me off with another finger to the mouth and proceeded to put her hands to my shoulders. “Hey. Listen to me.” she said, looking dead serious. “Stop that talk, okay? You are as much of a woman as anyone else here. And don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

The gears turned in my head very, very slowly as we held on that for a moment.

She was a very kind and well-meaning girl but she had entirely the wrong idea about me. Or… did she? Why did hearing her say that sound so nice…? Ehh, questions for later. For now, all I can say is correcting her in that moment would’ve been a terrible idea.

“...Thank you.” I answered, quietly.

Millis pulled me in for a hug and I went all gaga again as her soft breasts pressed into my chest. I cursed my own padding and plating for getting in the way but even then, this felt very nice…

“I wish I could say the others were like-minded, but most of the girls around here, I don’t think they’d understand. But… don’t fret.” she continued, slowly pulling away but keeping a reassuring hand on my shoulder. She looked into my eyes and said to me, as sincerely and compassionately as possible, “They’ll never see that down there, okay? It’s way, way too small to ever show.”

“...Th-thanks.” I answered half-heartedly.

“Alright so, are we getting back to the sparring session now?” Millis asked.

“I would love to.” I sighed, still recovering from the near heart attack just now.

“Great!” Millis clapped, before twisting around and doing a handstand right ahead of me. Once again her skirt fell to reveal her ass in all it’s glory.

I stepped back slightly, not really sure what she was doing now. She proceeded to rear her legs back and wrap them around my neck. She yanked me down to my knees and suddenly I was at eye level with that booty.

“Surra de Bundaaaaa!” she called out triumphantly, before yanking my face right into her backside… and then right back out and right back in!

This felt nice at first, just repeatedly grazing my face with her very soft and cushiony ass. It was even soft enough to remind me of how tits felt against me, and it got my mind working up again… if I survived this move, might she hit me with another tit attack instead?!

She slowly sped up, continuing on until it started to hurt. And then, it started to really hurt! Her ass became a deadly weapon as her piston-like hips repeatedly bucked my head forward, bashing me over and over with her tender cheeks…

“Alright Ashley, we’re not stopping until you give up! I can keep this going all day! Haha, trust me, I’ve done it before!” she informed me. “This is my ultimate finisher, no one has EVER escaped it so far!”

I could imagine! Even as it started to hurt, it was still a ton of fun! And if this was the kind of creative thing Millis could do with her ass, I really wanted to see what she might come up with for her tits! Far be it from me to keep her from having her chance!

She just kept going and going. Eventually she called back again. “Ashley? You okay back there…?”

I nodded weakly, in a daze. “Uh-huh...”

“Ready to give up yet?” she asked as she kept on pounding me.

“No way...” I gasped, between ass smacks.

“...Okay...” she answered, sounding a bit concerned as she just kept going.

My sex drive really was something else sometimes, it got me to just stay there and keep letting her smash my face into her ass for minutes on end. Eventually it got to be too much, despite my most valiant efforts I felt myself fade… and finally, one of the shots knocked me clean out.

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The loud, imposing sound of a distinct pair of heels resonated through the corridor. Soldiers turned to see her and quickly bowed down to her. No doubt, most of them had seen her many a time, yet they never got used to the sight. Every step she took, held with a majestic power and grace that left them all in awe.

They made way as she confidently walked past, not breaking stride, knowing for certain that space would be made anywhere she stepped - lest they cross their queen. The incomparable Queen Eiruferu.

As she made way to check on her new recruits, she noticed a loud and repeated banging noise, as though something heavy were being slammed into a wall. And as she continued on, she realized the sound was coming from her destination.

Eiruferu entered the barracks to see Mena and Leticia grappling on the floor, chests and noses pressed together as their hands were locked and they fought for position. The queen surveyed the scene and was surprised to see the mess - weapons were strewn everywhere, furniture overturned, somehow they’d even torn up one of the rugs…

And the two of them were so engrossed in their fight at this point that they didn’t seem to notice the intrusion, rolling around on the floor until they ended up at Eiruferu’s feet. Leticia was on top of Mena, and had begun choking her out…

The queen stomped her foot to the floor and called to her calmly, yet with unflinching authority. “Leticia. Rise.”

The proud soldier dropped everything and leaped up, only to drop to a knee and bow. “My queen! I’m so... sorry, I didn’t... hear you come in…!” she exclaimed, between haggard breaths.

Mena glanced up inquisitively, not sure of what to do as she slowly sat up. Leticia noticed her out of the corner of her eye and gave her a vile glare. Catching on, Mena copied Leticia’s bowed pose.

“What is the meaning of all this mayhem?” Eiruferu asked coolly. “Are you planning on taking the rest of the castle down as well as our recruit?”

“My apologies, my queen. I simply wanted to give her a proper test.” Leticia explained. “Only the best are fit to serve you, and-”

“Enough.” Eiruferu cut her off and turned away. “If Lyza can give you this much of a fight, then she is more than fit to serve.”

Leticia and Mena shared a tense glare as the Queen walked off to the residential area.

As she was wont to do, she let herself in to Millis’ room in time to see her lie the unconscious Asher onto her bed.

“Ah! My Queen!” Millis chirped, before giving her a quick curtsey.

“Ah… seems like Ashley didn’t fare too well in her session.” Eiruferu noted, staring at the figure on the bed.

“Oh, well… she did lose the fight, true.” Millis admitted. “But she lasted a really long time in the Surra de Bunda, I was shocked at how she held on! She refused to give up, just stayed it in ‘til I knocked her out!”

“Truly…? She has heart, then...” the Queen conceded.

“Oh very much so!” Millis nodded and smiled. “Very tough one there, inside and out! I uh, I wouldn’t want to let any other army have her, personally...”

“Very well, very well.” Eiruferu sighed. “We shall give her a spot...”

Millis smiled and bowed again. Once the Queen turned to walk away, she pumped her fist and whispered “Yessss” to herself…

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I was out for quite some time. Imagine my surprise when I awoke to find out that I was now a part of an army… an all-female army at that!

Millis was nice enough to share another potion with me and then guided me to a guest room. By our request, Mena and I had been given the same room to share. Once Millis gave us some privacy, Mena was quick to share her leads with me.

“...Huh, so you think the Phoenix Talon is being hid behind a… dungeon?” I inquired.

“Ay, reckon so.” Mena nodded. “Gathered as much from some eavesdropping, and while you were having your nap I asked around as to where I might find such a place. They’ve got a prison of sorts in the basement. Seems like whoever runs the place doubles as the main guard of the treasure.”

“Nice. Well, looks like we’re halfway home!” I remarked.

“Indeed, but you certainly can’t over-prepare for a score like this.” Mena replied, warily. “I’ll go ahead and see what more I can learn...”

She started to walk off but I stopped her, “Oh, one second. I had something I’d been meaning to ask you.”

“What’s up?”

This… was a little awkward, but I’d been dying to know since this morning. So I just kinda blurted it out. “Mena… that IS your real name, right?”

She looked surprised to hear this, but then donned a particularly mischievous smile. There was a part of me that was really getting attached to that look.

“As far as you know.” Was her cryptic answer. She gave me a wink and made her way off. I could only laugh and shake my head as I watched her go.

Tomorrow, we’d made a strike for our biggest and most dangerous job yet…

To be continued...