Story: Negima Titnosis

A sense of triumph had settled over the girls in the secret base. They had found a fellow survivor in this bizarre sexual hellscape! A girl who did not have enormous, oversized, oversexed bouncy brilliant hypnotits! It was a relief, a truly blessed relief for all of them, and it gave them hope that there might be others.

But they needed a plan. They needed to think ahead. Figure out where else to check, and how they could marshall their forces effectively. Chisame... wasn't paying as much attention as she wanted. She kept on gripping her hands on nothing. Fidgeting, and she was keenly aware of sweat pooling in uncomfortable places.

But worst of all was this heavy feeling in her chest. Heavy, so heavy it was unbearable. It was a wonder she hadn't broken the chair the moment she had sat on it. Worse, the sweat was making her titflesh itchy, so itchy and hot, she had to get this thing off her and let the girls kiss cool air - But she knew that was just what the tits wanted! They wanted her to expose them to the others! Put them under her spell, make them her obedient little sluts!

And since the tits wanted that, Chisame was not going to give it to them. Nnngh! No matter- Nnngh! Haaaaa... haaaa... haaaaa! Her breathing was becoming heavier and heavier the more she tried to deny it. Nnnnrgh! Can't concentrate, can't focus, the tits are overwhelming her mind. Asuna had asked her a question and yet - And yet!

"I have to go take care of something!" Chisame said, rising to her feet and rushing off to a private spot. As soon as she was sure she was alone, she undid the clasp keeping these things sealed, and then - "Oh yeah fuck that feels good."

She hadn't even meant to swear, but hadn't been able to help herself. This accursed flesh was so... unfairly sensitive! She had to make sure she kept facing this way, because she could sense that thought creeping in about how much better it would be if she went back there and flashed the other girls. Putting them under as well.

"Chisame, are you alright?"

Guh! Y-Yuna! Chisame went rigid on the spot. Her tits whispering in her ear to just turn around a little bit, flash some flesh to their new recruit, wouldn't that be hideously beautiful? Such wasted effort, such poetic happenstance, for your moment of weakness to utterly ruin all of them!

In case it wasn't clear Chisame was a stubborn girl. Something trying to push her into doing that and promising <i>such pleasure, such sensual relief</I> if only she gave in for a fraction of a second she could let out this pressure that was starting to build in her tits yet again! Ah, not fair! Why now? Why of all times was this hitting her now?

"You're really struggling, aren't you?" Yuna asked, patting her on the shoulder. "Listen, I was careful not to look at any of them - Oh, I have my eyes closed, by the way."

"Still not turning around," Chisame said, <i>though wouldn't it be fun if she did?</i>

"For the best! Anyway, I heard some of them complaining now and then about needing to be milked. Have you let out your milk yet?"

Chisame let out a sound approximating a needy whine. She didn't want to! She didn't want to be mi-milked as if she was some barnyard animal! But it didn't seem to matter, because Yuna had just handed her a pail. "Go on, it'll let the pressure off, I won't tell anyone, and I'll make sure nobody comes to see by mistake, okay?"

Chisame stared down at the pail with utter derision. Really. She was supposed to use that, was she? Heave her heavy, milk laden bosom over this uncomfortable metal pail and just... milk herself? Let warm creamy liquid shoot from her aching nipples, filling it up with nutritious, likely hypnotic liquid?

...

"Ah shoot, when did I ahahahahaaha st-start milking myself?! Ohhhhh fuck yes, I needed this so badly! Fuck, fuck, fuck, why can't I stop swearing, fuck yes! Yes! Yes!"

Each spurt of milk that hit the pail brought a sense of relief the likes of which she couldn't possibly have imagined before. Stress and pressure she didn't even know she'd been feeling, far beyond what she'd imagined, was being lessened with each passing squirt. The relief itself was so good it almost hurt, you know? After a little while she didn't even have to touch them anymore, the milk almost came out by itself, so all she had to do was let the tits hang over the pail and let it spray out. No, more like gush into the pail, leaving Chisame panting for air as undiluted pleasure radiated through her body.

She blinked, stood up - and then she looked into the pail and found it almost full. Huh? Really? That much milk? That had all come from her? No wonder she felt so refreshed all of a sudden.

"By the way, don't worry, nobody heard a thing," Yuna said. She held a gun out in front of Chisame's face. Not aimed at her, aimed at the ground. "I fired some sound suppressing bullets into the walls. You cussed harder than my old coach back there, you know!"

"Breathe a word of this to anyone, and I'll wipe your mind and leave you nnnngh, no, stop that! I'll just find some other way to ruin you without using my tits." Chisame nodded to herself, and then put all her clothes back on. Including the protective harness.

"I'll get rid of the milk for you, don't worry," Yuna said. "That stuff must be super dangerous, it needs to be disposed of carefully. The less you're exposed to it, the better."

"What, my own...?" Chisame began... until she looked at the milk again. Yeah, now that she mentioned it that did look delicious. Completely and totally delicious. She stepped back. Away from the temptation. "Oh- okay, good thinking! Dump that down a drain somewhere, keep it away from me!"

She fled from the room, feeling quite a bit better about herself. Yeah, that was great. A little embarassing. Okay, fine. A lot embarrassing. But she had not truly given into the tits. Not really. They'd tried to impose some biological imperative onto her, and thanks to Yuna she'd managed to overcome it.

Now she could be a useful member of this team once again, because her thought process was entirely back to normal! Now, let's see if she could find out what their plans were...?

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It was only after the meeting that the hopelessness of their situation began to dawn on Asuna. Sitting alone in her own little quarter, while the other girls rested in their own... They were badly outnumbered. Even finding Yuna had been an accomplishment. Stronger girls than them had been utterly wiped out by this dumb thing.

God it was so dumb. Hypnotic boobs? Who comes up with something like that? Some pervy mage, beyond all other pervy mages! Or maybe some idiot who was trying to control perverts? At that point, there really wasn't any difference was there? Only a pervert would try to control perverts in such a perverted way!

"Knock knock!"

"Oh, hey there Yuna!" Asuna said. "How is Chisame?"

"Better, but she might need some alone time for a bit," Yuna said. "I showed her this meditation technique that should help her keep it under control. You know, gotta get psyched up for a game sometime, right?"

Asuna nodded. That made sense. She'd been really tense during their meeting. It was obvious that she was trying really, really hard to keep it under control, but those things were clearly affecting her. Physically and psychologically. The last thing they needed was for her to succumb to the apparent crushing need to brainwash others. While Asuna herself would be fine, the others - Not so much.

"Also, I whipped up a yummy treat to help her calm down, using some stuff I found in the fridge," Yuna said. "There was a whole bunch of soy and some strawberries, so I whipped up a non-dairy milkshake! Made a bit too much though. You want some?"

"Sounds nice," Asuna sighed, stretching out her limbs, trying to get rid of all this... Misery and stress. "We're really behind, aren't we? This time our enemy has all but won as it is."

"Oh, don't give up yet!" Yuna patted her on the head, and put a little glass of red creamy milkshake down in front of her. "I held out by myself, so there must be others too!"

"Right," Asuna said. "And, there must be some kind of counter spell. I refuse to believe - Oh wow, this stuff is really good. You used a soy base to make this?"

"Uh huh!" Yuna said, sipping away at her own glass. "Ohhhh, that's really good."

It was. In fact, Asuna couldn't even finish the conversation anymore because she was too busy gulping it down. She'd been a little bit sceptical that Yuna could make a good milkshake without using any dairy (too risky of contamination), but this stuff was really, really good. The sweetness practically jumped out at her. The texture made her tongue sing songs of praise. Before she knew it she had finished off the glass and was busy sticking her tongue into it, lapping it around, desperately trying to get more of it into her mouth.

And then, out of nowhere, another glass was produced. Placed on the table in front of her. Asuna stared at it with wide unblinking eyes. Then immediately dove for it, gulping it all down in a single go. Ah! Ah! She could f-feel some of it trickling out the sides of her mouth! But luckily Yuna was there, right there, to lick it off her face before it dribbled onto her clothes. Had she more awareness, Asuna would have noticed that she was using one hand to hold the glass, but her other hand was... Busy. Pushing its way down her skirt. Into her panties. Experimentally, desperately  seeking something out - and soon enough finding it, pressing into herself with her index and middle fingers.

All the while, Yuna was whispering things into her ears. Things that made sense. Decisions that they should pursue. If they succeeded? Well, Asuna would get another glass of yummy, scrummy milkshake. Her body shook with climactic relief, which Yuna, luckily, was more than gracious enough to personally clean up, before setting Asuna back in her clothes. Her chest a little bigger. Not a noticeable amount, unless you really knew what to look for, but still up a little less than a full size.

"Thanks Yuna, I really needed that," Asuna nodded, feeling a lot more confident now of their chances than she had a minute ago. They could do this. They <i>could</i> win! So long as they didn't make any silly mistakes, they would drive titnosis from their lives and from their campus for good!