[The Nightmare of the Little Boobs]

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The Nightmare of the Little Boobs
Author: Unknown
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Word Count: 5748
After Miss Boobs X became the most popular woman in the city, many other women also became sought after.
Of course, these women also had to have a pair of huge breasts, just like Boobs X.
Ailing was one of them.
She was only twenty-three years old, but her breasts were at least thirty-seven inches! Therefore, she was given
the title of "Little Boobs" by her relatives and friends.
Ailing didn't mind this; in fact, she felt a little flattered by it. However, while enjoying her reputation
, she regretted getting married so early. If she hadn't married then, she might have been able
to choose a wealthy and influential man from among her many suitors and marry into a wealthy family!
However, she married A-Jian two years ago.
A-Jian was a construction worker, and they were considered a good match.
Ailing was a factory worker, while A-Jian earned more than 20,000 yuan a month. When Ailing married him, she admired his masculinity
and also appreciated his good income, which ensured she wouldn't go hungry.
Ah Jian greatly admired her figure and, after a short time, pursued her relentlessly, employing various techniques
until he finally won her over.
Ah Jian lived up to his reputation; in bed, he was a powerful and vigorous hero, leaving Ailing utterly exhausted.
Ailing, naturally not sexually inclined, perhaps due to her young age and not yet at the stage of truly enjoying sex,
sometimes found Ah Jian's performance overwhelming, feeling it was a bit excessive.
However, everyone has flaws. Ah Jian was proficient in all the vices of men—smoking, drinking, gambling, and women—and
his breath often reeked of smoke and alcohol during sex, which greatly bothered her.
Ailing had argued with him several times about his womanizing, but eventually grew accustomed to it.
Ailing considered Ah Jian's behavior somewhat forgivable, as he was merely engaging in casual flings and hadn't intentionally
sought out girlfriends or kept mistresses.
That night, however, she vehemently protested to Ah Jian, declaring that she absolutely forbade his breath to smell of smoke and alcohol during sex;
if he had been drinking, he would have to eat her alive that night!
When everyone was talking about how she had the assets to be a busty woman, even the HR manager agreed.
She had originally been a lowly sewing clerk in the garment department, but now she was transferred to HR, specifically
to meet with job seekers, and she was even more specifically responsible for meeting with male workers.
Her arrival caused a sudden surge in hiring success; it was said that young workers,
attracted by Ailing's beauty, signed contracts without much further selection.
The HR manager gave Ailing a special bonus, saying he had a friend who was a television director and could
introduce her to an audition, letting her experience what it's like to be a star.
Ailing was overjoyed, and at this point, she no longer cared about her male colleagues taking advantage of her.
She felt her whole world had changed, seemingly filled with hope and sunshine, with a bright future.
At least, A-Jian had become more obedient, even smoking secretly, no longer the
chauvinistic man he used to be!
However, A-Jian was unaware that many people were eyeing his personal belongings.
Due to Ailing's fame, many men coveted her, among them the most influential being
Uncle Zhu, the HR and Public Relations Manager.
Uncle Zhu was a relative of the boss, and since temporarily transferring Ailing to the HR department, her remarkable
achievements had been remarkable. Both professionally and personally, he wanted to possess this busty beauty.
So he offered Ailing a position with a significant raise: Public Relations and Recruitment Manager. This
was a very high title, with a 90% salary increase. Ailing was overjoyed and
thanked Uncle Zhu profusely.
However, being a Public Relations and Recruitment Manager meant providing more service. Recruitment work was usually done during the day,
but public relations work involved contacting clients at night.
Due to the nature of her work, Ailing often couldn't go home to cook dinner for He Jian. For the sake of money, He Jian wouldn't
complain. The problem was, what kind of public relations was she doing?
She told her husband nice things, usually meetings or meals at client offices. In reality
, wherever she worked the night shift, she was essentially a living advertisement. In her presence,
the atmosphere was usually relaxed, thanks to her ample bosom, and clients chatted and laughed happily.
Ailing grew increasingly confident in her figure, as clients admired her and
praised her to the skies.
Having been groped by clients so often, Ailing became indifferent, sometimes even deliberately nudging them with her large breasts
and enjoying their dazed expressions.
With Uncle Zhu's arrangement, she closed a deal and received a commission, making Ailing increasingly feel she
could use her beauty to earn more money.
Uncle Zhu was plotting to enjoy Ailing's alluring body. He devised a scheme: taking her to Taiwan
for business, a two-day, one-night trip. Because of the short time, He Jian didn't protest, and Ailing didn't suspect anything
.
However, upon arriving in Taiwan, they only spent a few hours discussing business with the clients before it was time for sightseeing.
Uncle Zhu took Ailing sightseeing all day, and both returned to their hotel room exhausted.
As Ailing slept soundly, she began to have a sensual dream. She dreamt that Ajian was playing with her full breasts. His
touch was delicate, unlike usual. Normally, Ajian would simply undress her quickly and then proceed with their sexual
activity.
But this time was different. Ajian gently caressed and explored every cell of her breasts, lingering on the nipples
, sucking on them, and occasionally gently biting the tips, driving her to the brink of ecstasy. She writhed and twisted
her body, urging him to hurry. Suddenly, Ajian changed his purpose, licking his own genitals.
This was something that had never happened before, as Ajian never did this. Provoked by his mouth, she
writhed even more violently, and with a forceful thrust, she knocked Ajian down, slamming him onto her lower abdomen,
waking her.
When she awoke, she found Uncle Zhu lying on her stomach, frantically trying to remove the saliva stuck to his mouth.
Pubic hair. Ailing cried out, and Uncle Zhu immediately seized back his position, burying his mouth between her legs. She
struggled, but couldn't escape his already claimed spot.
He licked and licked, and Ailing finally couldn't resist. At first, she resisted fiercely, but her later movements clearly showed
her body had softened; she was very wet, and had already experienced an unprecedentedly intense pleasure. Uncle Zhu seized
the opportunity, leaping up and quickly conquering her intimate space.
Although Ailing still protested, protesting Uncle Zhu's intrusion, she only verbally objected, not
physically stopping or driving away this intruding monster. Instead, she occasionally arched her hips, her hands tightly gripping Uncle Zhu's thick waist,
cooperating with him.
Uncle Zhu knew he had succeeded, so he began to slowly and deliberately enjoy himself. After Ailing had given Uncle Zhu
a good meal, she asked him coquettishly why he had been able to break in. It turned out that Uncle Zhu had tampered with the door between the two rooms
; the door wasn't locked, and he had secretly gotten into bed.
After catching her breath from this affair, Ailing didn't send him back to the room. Uncle Zhu held her as they fell asleep.
Ailing had only ever slept with one man in her life, and this new experience, with its fresh and exciting feeling still lingering, made it
difficult for her to fall asleep.
Ailing thought for a long time, realizing it wasn't worth giving herself to Uncle Zhu so easily. So, she deliberately burst into tears, waking him from his deep
sleep. Seeing her tears streaming down her face, Uncle Zhu quickly took out a stack of banknotes he had prepared and gave them to Ailing
, saying it was an extra commission from the board of directors to thank her for her contributions to the company.
Upon seeing the banknotes, Ailing stopped crying and smiled, playfully scolding Uncle Zhu for taking advantage of her.
Uncle Zhu embraced her and kissed her passionately, then they resumed their lovemaking. This time, neither of them felt guilty, and
they enjoyed themselves even more. Ailing had never experienced so many different positions and such stimulating
pleasure in lovemaking before.
After her affair with Uncle Zhu, Ailing felt guilty. When she got home, she showered frantically, trying to
wipe away the scent of the second man, which seemed to slightly alleviate her guilt.
That night, before bed, Ajian insisted on having sex with Ailing. Despite her repeated refusals,
she was still hesitant; if he forced himself on her and discovered another man had been there, he might
tear her in two.
After getting involved with Uncle Zhu, Ailing felt guilty towards Ajian. In fact, Ajian satisfied her perfectly; she had no
reason to cheat on him. For Ailing, the affair with Uncle Zhu brought a significant extra income
.
That night, Uncle Zhu specifically instructed Ailing to dress attractively, preferably in a thin, tight-fitting shirt to show
off her impressive breasts, because a major client had already arranged dinner with her, involving a
crucial contract. If the deal went through, she could earn at least 100,000 yuan.
Seeing his nervousness, Ailing went to get her hair washed that afternoon, then went home and dressed up, arriving on time for the appointment.
Dinner was at a hotel restaurant, with only Uncle Zhu and the guest, Mr. Zhang, present. During dinner,
neither side mentioned the contract, only engaging in lighthearted conversation. At the guest's urging, Ailing drank quite a bit.
After dinner, they went to a hotel room to discuss business.
It was a large suite, and Mr. Zhang, without any hesitation, changed into his bathrobe before speaking with them. Ailing inadvertently
noticed a large belly protruding from Mr. Zhang's bathrobe; she then realized he was completely naked
.
And that wasn't all; she saw not only a large belly, but also a living weapon beneath it,
ready for action.
Ailing sat awkwardly on the sofa, unsure what to do. Mr. Zhang leaned back on the sofa,
his bathrobe flaring out, revealing a bulge.
Suddenly, Uncle Zhu stood up, saying he had to rush back to the company to get a document and told Ailing to wait for him. He then
slipped a note into her hand and left.
Ailing smiled at Mr. Zhang, went into the restroom, and opened the note. It read:
"Accept any demands from the other party. Don't lose the contract."
Ailing didn't understand the meaning of these words. When she came out of the restroom, she was still bewildered, unsure of what to
do.
Mr. Zhang placed his briefcase on his lap and suddenly took out a wad of cash, saying it was a gift for their first meeting.
He confessed that he admired Ailing's reputation and was willing to pay a hefty sum to have his way with her, having already obtained Uncle Zhu's permission. After saying this,
he pounced on her.
Before Ailing could even dodge, Mr. Zhang had already firmly grasped her breasts
. Without any hesitation, he buried his head in her cleavage through her sexy low-cut top.
Ailing thought, "Why is this man so aggressive? He says he has Uncle Zhu's permission, so
did Uncle Zhu betray me?"
Ailing was holding a large wad of banknotes in her hand, and she didn't push him away.
Wouldn't it be foolish to give up such a large wad of money?
While she hesitated, Mr. Zhang had already pushed up her top and bra, his mouth frantically
sucking on her nipples, his hands reaching under her skirt. Ailing cried out softly, offering a slight protest. However, she
only made a slight protest, because she never pushed him away. Partly because she needed it, and partly
because of the money!
Instead, Mr. Zhang pushed her down onto the sofa. She lay limply on the sofa, and Mr. Zhang continued
to suckle her breasts. At some point, he threw off his robe, revealing a deadly weapon beneath his large belly
. Although he was already in combat mode, perhaps because his belly was so large, that area seemed
very small in comparison.
He squatted beside the sofa, lifted Ailing's skirt, and frantically sucked near her thighs.
While applying her makeup, Ailing casually sprayed some perfume between her thighs. The scent, mixed with sweat and
the distinctive odor of that area, impressed Mr. Zhang. He praised Ailing highly and began to undress her.
Ailing was still undecided about whether to follow Uncle Zhu's instructions. Then she thought that this fat man was
so small and thin, he probably wasn't very skilled. If it would only take two or three minutes, she decided to accept
the arrangement.
After undressing him, she was half-heartedly carried to the bed by Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang stood beside the bed, and Ailing
felt him slide forward, his glans slipping inside. Feeling she should have some business ethics, she
gently shifted her body. However, the moment she moved, Mr. Zhang couldn't resist and collapsed onto Ailing
.
His large belly pressed against her breasts, the weight quite intense. She took the opportunity to groan, but
Mr. Zhang was already unable to move. He probably realized he had gone too fast, failing to enjoy the pleasure
, so he slowly lay down on the bed to rest.
Ailing calculated that she had made a profit in just a few minutes, a pleasant experience. To prevent
him from trying again after resting, Ailing decided to leave quickly. She propped herself up, and at that moment, a pair of huge breasts
swayed before Mr. Zhang's eyes, like two large bells. She asked Mr. Zhang if he wanted to rest; if not, she would leave
.
Mr. Zhang nodded, and Ailing got dressed and left. Upon arriving at the hotel lobby, she immediately called Uncle Zhu,
intending to give him a good scolding, but couldn't find him, so she rushed home to shower.
Ailing had carefully prepared beforehand, but upon seeing Ajian, her guilt surged again.
Ajian asked her why she was dressed so provocatively, whether she was going to smuggle goods, but Ailing evaded the question.
Ajian, aroused by her sexy clothes, pulled her and insisted on having sex on the spot. She couldn't resist, and her clothes
were quickly stripped off.
Ailing was terrified that Ajian would discover someone had just been there, but fortunately, Ajian had already inserted his penis
and hadn't checked carefully.
Having been hastily finished with Mr. Zhang's advances, she was now fortunate to have Ajian to take over, and she felt
exceptionally intoxicated.
The next day at work, she confronted Uncle Zhu, who warned her not to discuss the matter in the office.
After work, she berated Uncle Zhu, but he said the contract was already signed and she would receive a considerable
commission. Ailing's anger immediately turned to joy, and under Uncle Zhu's half-coaxing and half-pushing, the two went to a nearby restaurant for
over an hour.
Two days later, Uncle Zhu directly asked her if she
would accept Mr. Zhang's offer of 10,000 yuan for another time.
Ailing almost immediately agreed, as that 10,000 yuan was easy to earn. She went to the hotel as
agreed, feeling like a prostitute, offering herself up for sale. But she had no time to think further, because Mr. Zhang
had already opened the door and eagerly pulled her into his arms, his mouth reaching for her cleavage.
This time, she wanted to demonstrate business ethics, so she tried her best to serve Mr. Zhang. Her gentleness and consideration earned
him high praise. Her
most impressive techniques were her "hot" and "sticky" touches; her large breasts and thighs rubbed against Mr. Zhang, causing him
to fail before he even got started.
When her delicate fingers pressed against his glans, he couldn't control himself and ejaculated all over her hand. Of course,
she couldn't just leave like that, so she went to great lengths to ensure Mr. Zhang truly experienced ecstasy. Mr. Zhang's performance
was equally quick and precise; before he even warmed up, Ailing already knew he was done.
After this official clientele, she even broke free from her psychological pressure. She felt that even becoming
a prostitute wouldn't be a problem, if she could earn 10,000 yuan each time. Thus, Mr. Zhang became her first regular customer,
and the two met at least twice a month.
Originally, she didn't need to expand her prostitution business, because she had already earned a lot of money and didn't need to debase herself like this.
Unfortunately, she made a mistake: greed. She gave her commissions to Uncle Zhu for investment,
initially making a lot of money, but later incurring a huge debt to Uncle Zhu.
Under Uncle Zhu's pressure, she became the star "Little Boobs Price," and many customers came specifically to kiss her
huge breasts.
Uncle Zhu had pimps working for Ailing, who brought her clients. In front of these clients, she presented herself as a "busty beauty.
" While most women have two breasts and one genital, she had the label of "small-breasted beauty," and being relatively young, she
naturally attracted a large clientele.
At this time, Ailing's demeanor and appearance reflected that of a female celebrity. When she was being forced to work hard by clients
, the burning passion they showed her, the adoration and desire to devour her, intoxicated Ailing.
In bed, she felt she was even more powerful than a real "big-breasted beauty."
Because making money in bed was easy, she disdained working a regular job. She was even more disdainful of A-Jian; he was just a lowly
laborer, and a month's hard work couldn't earn her as much as a few thrusts in bed, so she broke up with him.
Ailing had completely changed. Because she wanted to learn and see herself as a female star, she even
learned the habits, personality traits, and promiscuity of female celebrities. As a result, the money she earned through hard work disappeared easily, and her stock and forex trading resulted
in huge losses through reckless gambling.
Her behavior offended many of her clients. Several times she nearly got beaten up by them, and Uncle Zhu had
to smooth things over.
Recently, "Little Boobs" stopped soliciting clients; Ailing seemed to have vanished into thin air. It turned out that the unfortunate woman
had contracted a strange skin disease from one of her clients, causing small sores all over her body. These sores weren't sexually transmitted diseases or AIDS
, but rather a stubborn skin condition that was dreaded.
A large patch of this condition appeared on her prominent breasts, causing unbearable itching.
The affected areas were red and black, making it impossible for her to be seen in public with this condition. So she immediately reverted to her original appearance and quietly went to
work as a garment worker in a small clothing factory in the New Territories.
She had to wear a bra to tightly cover her breasts, terrified of people praising her breasts or recognizing
her true face.
Looking back on the past two or three years, she felt as if she had lived through a nightmare. She even felt that
her large breasts were her downfall; if she hadn't had them, she wouldn't have suffered such a painful experience over the past two years.
Therefore, what she now despises most is the word "busty."
[The End]

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