Little Boobs

Since Miss Boobs X became the most talked-about woman in the city, many other women have also become popular. Of course, these women also had to have large breasts, just like Boobs X.

Ailing was one of them.

She was only 23 years old, but her breasts were at least 37 inches! Therefore

, she was given the nickname "Little Boobs X" by her relatives and friends. Ailing didn't mind this; in fact, she felt a little flattered by it. However, while she appreciated her fame, she regretted getting married so early. If she hadn't married by now, 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 Ah Jian two years ago.

Ah Jian was a construction worker, and they were considered a good match. Ailing was a factory worker, while Ah Jian earned more than 20,000 yuan a month. When Ailing married him, she admired his masculinity and his good income, which ensured she would never go hungry.

Ah-Jian greatly admired her figure and, shortly after they met, 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 A-Ling utterly exhausted. A-Ling, 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.

A-Ling had argued with him several times about his womanizing, but eventually got used to it.

A-Ling considered Ah-Jian's behavior somewhat forgivable, as he was merely engaging in casual flings and didn't intentionally seek out girlfriends or keep 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 was originally just 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 for HR; 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 whom the most influential was 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 outstanding performance had skyrocketed. 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 usually took place during the day, but public relations work involved contacting clients in the evenings. Due to the nature of her work, Ailing often couldn't go home to cook dinner for Ajian. For the sake of money, Ajian wouldn't complain. The question, however, was: what kind of public relations work was she doing?

She gave her husband very nice explanations, usually involving meetings or meals at clients' offices. In fact, wherever she worked the night shift, she was a living advertisement. In her presence, the atmosphere was usually relaxed, thanks to her ample bosom, and clients chatted and laughed happily.

Ailing became 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 could close a deal and receive a commission, making Ailing increasingly feel that she could use her beauty to earn more money.

Uncle Zhu was looking for a way to enjoy Ailing's alluring body. He devised a scheme, taking her to Taiwan for business, a two-day, one-night trip. Because the trip was short, 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 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 A-Jian was playing with her full breasts, his touch delicate, unlike usual. Normally, A-Jian would simply undress her quickly and forcefully, leading to a physical encounter. But this time was different. A-Jian gently caressed her breasts, exploring every cell, lingering on the nipples, sucking on them, and occasionally biting them lightly, driving her to the brink of ecstasy. She writhed, urging him to hurry. Suddenly, A-Jian changed his purpose, licking his own genitals.

This was unprecedented, as A-Jian never did this before. Provoked by his mouth, she writhed even more violently, and with a forceful thrust, she knocked A-Jian down, slamming him onto her stomach, waking her.

When she awoke, she found Uncle Zhu lying on her stomach, awkwardly picking at the pubic hair stuck to his mouth. 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, until Ailing finally couldn't resist any longer. At first, she resisted fiercely, but her later movements clearly indicated her body had softened; she was already very wet, and had experienced an unprecedentedly intense pleasure. Uncle Zhu seized the opportunity, leaping up and quickly conquering her intimate space.

Although Ailing continued to protest, protesting Uncle Zhu's intrusion, she only verbally objected, not physically driving away this intruder. Instead, she occasionally arched her hips, gripping Uncle Zhu's thick waist tightly, cooperating with him.

Uncle Zhu knew he had succeeded, so he began to slowly and deliberately enjoy himself. After giving Uncle Zhu a good meal, Ailing 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 tryst, Ailing didn't send him back to the room. Instead, Uncle Zhu held her as she 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.

After much thought, Ailing decided 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 having an affair with Uncle Zhu, Ailing felt guilty. When she got home, she took a lot of showers to wipe away the scent of the second man on her body, as if this could slightly calm her guilt.

Before going to bed that night, A-Jian insisted on having sex with A-Ling. Despite her repeated refusals, she was still hesitant, fearing that if he forced his way in and discovered another man had been there, he might tear her in two.

After getting involved with Uncle Zhu, A-Ling felt guilty towards A-Jian. In truth, A-Jian satisfied her perfectly; she had no reason to cheat on him. For A-Ling, the affair with Uncle Zhu brought her a substantial extra income.

That night, Uncle Zhu specifically instructed A-Ling to dress attractively, preferably in a thin, tight-fitting shirt to show off her impressive breasts, because a major client had arranged dinner with her, involving a significant contract. If the deal went through, she could earn at least 100,000 yuan.

Seeing how anxious he was, A-Ling went to get her hair washed that afternoon, then went home and dressed up beautifully, arriving on time for the appointment.

Dinner was at a hotel restaurant, with only Uncle Zhu and the client, Mr. Zhang, present.

During dinner, neither side mentioned the contract, only engaging in pleasantries. At the urging of the guests, Ailing drank quite a bit. After dinner, everyone 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; beneath the belly, she saw a living weapon, 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 was rushing 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 was written by Uncle Zhu: "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 her. He confessed that he admired Ailing's reputation and was willing to pay a large sum to have her, claiming he had Uncle Zhu's permission. He then pounced on her.

Before Ailing could react, Mr. Zhang had already firmly grasped her breasts, and 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 the large wad of cash in her hand; she didn't push him away. Wouldn't it be foolish to give up such a large wad of cash?

As she hesitated, Mr. Zhang had already pushed up her top and bra, his mouth frantically sucking on her nipples, while his hands reached under her skirt. Ailing cried out softly, offering a slight protest, but 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, Mr. Zhang continuing to suckle her breasts. At some point, he had thrown off his robe, revealing a deadly weapon beneath his large belly. Although he was already in combat mode, perhaps because of his large belly, that area seemed small in comparison.

He squatted beside the sofa, lifted Ailing's skirt, and frantically sucked near her thighs. Ailing had casually sprayed some perfume between her thighs while applying makeup; the scent of the perfume mixed with sweat and the special smell of that area, which Mr. Zhang seemed to appreciate greatly. He praised Ailing highly and began to undress her.

Ailing was still undecided about whether to follow Uncle Zhu's orders. Then she reconsidered; 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 being undressed, she was half-pushed, half-carried onto the bed by Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang stood by the bed, and Ailing felt him slide forward, his glans slipping inside. Feeling she should have some business ethics, she lightly twisted her body. But as soon as she twisted, Mr. Zhang couldn't resist and collapsed onto Ailing.

His large belly pressed against Ailing's breasts, the weight quite considerable. 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 thing. To prevent him from trying again after resting, Ailing decided to leave quickly. She propped herself up, and at that moment, her enormous breasts swayed before Mr. Zhang's eyes again, like two large pendant bells.

She asked Mr. Zhang if he wanted to rest, and if he didn't mind, she would leave. Mr. Zhang nodded, so Ailing dressed and left. Upon reaching the hotel lobby, she immediately called Uncle Zhu, intending to give him a good scolding, but unable to find him, she had no choice but to rush home to shower.

Ailing had carefully prepared herself 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 that someone had just been there, but fortunately, Ajian had already inserted his penis and hadn't looked closely.

Having been hastily finished with Mr. Zhang's earlier escapade, she was now fortunate to have Ajian to take over, and she felt exceptionally intoxicated by the experience.

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, which immediately turned her anger into joy. 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 with her. Ailing almost immediately agreed, as that 10,000 yuan was easy money.

She went to the hotel as agreed, feeling like a prostitute, as if she were offering herself up. 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 thoughtfulness earned him high praise. Her most impressive techniques were "hot-pressing" and "sticking"; her large breasts and thighs rubbed against Mr. Zhang, aiming to make him lose control 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 used all her cunning 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 first official client, 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 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, she did make a lot of money, but later she ended up owing Uncle Zhu a lot of debt.

Under Uncle Zhu's oppression, she became the star attraction, "Little Boobs," with many customers coming from far and wide to kiss her enormous breasts. Uncle Zhu had pimps working for Ailing, who were responsible for bringing in customers, and in front of these customers, she also presented herself as a "boobs queen.

" Women all have two breasts and one genital, but she had the "Little Boobs queen" label and was not very old, so naturally, she had a constant stream of customers.

At this time, Ailing's style and appearance were that of a female celebrity. When she was being relentlessly pursued by her clients, the burning passion they showed her, the adoration and the desire to devour her, intoxicated her. In bed, she felt she was even more powerful than the real "Big Boobs Queen."

Because making money in bed was easy, she disdained working a regular job. She was even more disdainful of Ah Jian; he was just a lowly laborer, working hard for a month and earning less than what she made from 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 celebrity, she learned all the habits, personality traits, and promiscuity of female stars. As a result, the money she worked so hard to earn disappeared easily; her stock and forex trading resulted in huge losses.

Her behavior also offended many of her clients. Several times she almost got beaten up by them, and Uncle Zhu had to smooth things over.

Recently, "Little Boobs Queen" has stopped taking clients; Ailing seems to have vanished into thin air. Unfortunately, she contracted a strange skin disease from some customer, her entire body covered in small sores. These sores weren't sexually transmitted diseases or AIDS, but rather a stubborn skin condition called tinea, which was quite dreadful.

A large patch of tinea developed 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 took a job as a garment worker in a small clothing factory in the New Territories.

She had to wear a bra tightly to cover her breasts, terrified of people praising her curves or recognizing her true face.

Looking back on the past two or three years, she felt like she had lived through a nightmare. She even felt that her large breasts had ruined her; if she hadn't had them, how could she have endured such suffering over the past two years?

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