The Nightmare of the Little Boobs

The Nightmare of the Little Boobs
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Boobs) After Miss X became the most sought-after woman in the city, many other women also gained popularity.
Of course, these women also had to have large breasts, just like Boobs.
Ailing was one of them.
She was only twenty-three years old, but her breasts were at least thirty-seven! 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 fame, 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 his good income, which ensured she wouldn't go hungry.
Ah Jian greatly admired her figure and, after a short time meeting her, 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 got used to it.
Ailing 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 had no idea 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 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 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 Ajian. For the sake of money, Ajian wouldn't complain. The problem was, what kind of public relations work was she doing?
She told her husband nicely that it usually involved meetings or meals at client offices. In reality, wherever she worked the night shift, she was essentially a living advertisement. In her presence, the occasions were usually relaxed, thanks to her ample bosom, and the 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 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 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 erotic dreams. She dreamt that Ah Jian was playing with her full breasts. His touch was delicate, unlike usual. Normally, Ah Jian would just quickly remove her bra and start a physical encounter.
But this time was different. Ah Jian gently caressed her, exploring every cell of her breasts, 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 up and enter her. Suddenly, Ah Jian changed his mind and started licking his genitals.
This was something that had never happened before, as Ah Jian never did this. Provoked by his mouth, she writhed even more violently, and with a forceful thrust, she knocked Ah Jian down, slamming him onto her lower abdomen, waking her up.
When she woke up, she found Uncle Zhu lying on her lower abdomen, awkwardly trying to remove the pubic hair stuck to his mouth. Ailing screamed, and Uncle Zhu immediately grabbed her, burying his mouth between her legs. She struggled, but couldn't escape the position he had already claimed.
Licking and licking, 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 still protested, protesting Uncle Zhu's intrusion, she only verbally objected, not physically trying to drive away this intruder. Instead, she frequently thrust her hips high, 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 thoroughly satisfied Uncle Zhu, she asked him playfully 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 been intimate 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 vulnerability.
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 during sex.
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 from her body, which seemed to slightly alleviate her guilt.
Before going to bed that night, A-Jian insisted on having sex with Ailing. Despite her many refusals, she was still apprehensive. If he forced his way in and discovered that another man had been there, he might tear her in two.
After getting involved with Uncle Zhu, Ailing felt guilty towards A-Jian. In fact, A-Jian satisfied her perfectly; she had no reason to cheat on him. For Ailing, the affair with Uncle Zhu brought her a significant extra income.
That evening, Uncle Zhu specifically instructed Ailing to dress up attractively, preferably in a thin, tight-fitting shirt to show off her impressive breasts. He explained that a major client had arranged dinner with her, and the deal involved a significant contract; if successful, 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 beautifully before heading to the appointment.
Dinner was at a hotel restaurant, with only Uncle Zhu and the client, Mr. Zhang, present. During dinner, neither party mentioned the contract, only engaging in lighthearted conversation. At the client'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 a bathrobe before speaking with them. Ailing inadvertently noticed a large belly protruding from Mr. Zhang's bathrobe, realizing he was completely naked underneath.
That wasn't all. What she glimpsed wasn't just a large belly, but beneath it, a living weapon, ready for action.
Ailing sat awkwardly on the sofa, unsure what to do. Mr. Zhang leaned back on the sofa, his robe flared, 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 shoved a note into her hand and left.
Ailing smiled at Mr. Zhang, went into the bathroom, 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. She came out of the bathroom, still bewildered, unsure what to do.
Mr. Zhang placed his briefcase on his lap, then suddenly pulled 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 hefty sum to have her, having already obtained Uncle Zhu's permission. With that, 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 said he had Uncle Zhu's permission, so Uncle Zhu betrayed me."
Ailing was holding a large wad of banknotes in her hand, and she didn't push him away. Giving up such a large wad of money would be foolish.
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, Mr. Zhang continuing to suckle her breasts. She didn't know when, but he had thrown off his robe, revealing a deadly weapon beneath his large belly. Although he was already in a state of combat, perhaps due to his large belly, his private parts appeared quite small in comparison.
He squatted beside the sofa, lifted Ailing's skirt, and frantically sucked around her thighs.
Ailing, while applying perfume, also sprayed some between her thighs. The scent of the perfume mixed with sweat and the unique smell of that area, which Mr. Zhang seemed to appreciate greatly. He praised Ailing highly and began to undress her.
Ailing was still undecided whether to follow Uncle Zhu's orders. Then she thought that this fat man was so small, he probably wasn't very skilled. If it only took two or three minutes, she decided to accept the arrangement.
After being undressed, she was half-pushed and half-carried onto the bed by Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang stood by the bed, and Ailing only felt him slide forward, his glans sliding inside. She felt she should have some business ethics, so she gently twisted her body. But as soon as she moved, Mr. Zhang couldn't hold back anymore and fell onto Ailing.
A large belly pressed down on 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 fully enjoy the experience, so he slowly lay down on the bed to rest.
Ailing calculated that she had made a profit in just a few minutes, which was 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 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. When she arrived at the hotel lobby, she immediately called Uncle Zhu, intending to give him a good scolding, but she couldn't find him, so she had to rush home to take a 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 smuggling, but Ailing evaded the question.
A-Jian, aroused by her sexy clothes, pulled her and insisted on having sex on the spot. She couldn't refuse, and her clothes were quickly stripped off.
A-Ling was terrified that A-Jian would discover someone had just been there, but luckily, he had already inserted his penis and hadn't checked closely. She
had just been hastily finished with Mr. Zhang, but now, thankfully, A-Jian was there to take her place, and she felt incredibly satisfied.
The next day at work, she confronted Uncle Zhu, who warned her not to discuss it in the office.
After work, she berated Uncle Zhu, but he said the contract was already signed, and she would receive a considerable commission. A-Ling's anger immediately turned to joy, and under Uncle Zhu's half-coaxing, 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.
A-Ling almost immediately agreed, because that 10,000 yuan was so easy to earn. She arrived at the hotel as agreed, feeling like a prostitute, offering herself up for sale. But she had no time to think further, for 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 professional ethics, so she did her best to serve Mr. Zhang. Her gentleness and attentiveness earned him high praise. Her
most impressive techniques were her "hot" and "sticky" touches; her large breasts and thighs rubbed against him, causing him to ejaculate before he even got started.
When her delicate fingers pressed against his glans, he couldn't control himself and ejaculated onto her hand. Of course, she couldn't leave just like that, so she used all her cunning to ensure Mr. Zhang truly experienced ecstasy. Mr. Zhang's response was equally swift and precise; before he even warmed up, Ailing already knew he was finished.
After this official clientele experience, she even broke free of her psychological pressure. She felt that even becoming a prostitute wouldn't be a problem, if she could earn ten thousand each time. As a result, 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 services; she had already earned a considerable amount of money and didn't need to debase herself like this. Unfortunately, she made a mistake: greed. She entrusted her commissions to Uncle Zhu for investment, initially making a good profit, but later leaving Uncle Zhu heavily in debt.
Under Uncle Zhu's pressure, she became the star prostitute "Little Boobs," attracting many clients who came specifically to experience her large breasts.
Uncle Zhu had pimps working for Ailing, responsible for bringing in clients, and in front of these clients, she also presented herself as a busty woman. While
all women have two breasts and one genital, she had the "Little Boobs" label, and being relatively young, she naturally attracted a large clientele.
At this time, Ailing's demeanor and appearance were that of a female celebrity. When she was being forced to work hard by clients, the burning passion they showed her, the adoration and the desire to devour her, intoxicated Ailing. In bed, she felt she was even more powerful than a real busty woman.
Because making money in bed was easy, she disdained working a regular job. She held Ah Jian in even higher esteem; he was just a lowly laborer, working hard for a month to earn less than she made from a few moments in bed. So she broke up with him.
Ailing had completely changed. In her attempt to emulate and see herself as a movie star, she learned all the vices, personalities, and promiscuity of actresses. As a result, the money she painstakingly earned vanished easily, and her stock and forex trading resulted in massive gambling losses.
Her behavior also offended many of her clients. Several times she nearly got beaten up by customers, and Uncle Zhu had to smooth things over.
Recently, "Little Boobs" stopped soliciting clients; Ailing seemed to have disappeared into thin air. It turned out that the unfortunate woman had contracted a strange skin disease from one of her clients, causing her to develop small sores all over her body. These sores weren't sexually transmitted diseases or AIDS, but rather a stubborn skin condition, frightening to behold.
A large patch of this skin condition had developed on her towering breasts, causing unbearable itching. The affected areas were red and black, obviously unacceptable for public display, 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 to tightly conceal her breasts, terrified of being complimented on her large breasts or of being recognized.
Reflecting 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; without them, she wouldn't have suffered such a painful ordeal.
Therefore, what she now loathed most was the term "busty.
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