The Mansion of energy drain - Andy vs Auphemia

Andy had really been too brave and bold for his own good this time, groaning and moaning in Auphemia's embrace as she squeezed and bounced him suggestively into submission. Even her cooings were effectively weakening his resolve, making him feel weak like a little boy.

"Uhh..oh n-noo.. Unnhhhgh!". Crushed down by her quite effective spinebuster, Andy groaned in a daze needing as Auphemia beamed a happy smile at his tamed state, moving forth to engulf his handsome face into her absorbing bosom once again.

"ughh...n-not again... more level-smmffhh...mmnnfhh!! @///@".
Andy's cute desperation was welcomed by a playful giggle from Auphemia as he felt his face getting snuggled deeper into her tight perfumed cleavage.

Rhytmically pressed in her energy-drain breastsmother, the poor little hero would panic as, like before, he could feel small shares of his precious levels vanish with each glowing seductive squeeeze of her breasts around his face.
No, not merely vanish: Andy's levels were rather absorbed into Auphemia, making the gap between the contenders just ridicolously huge.

"Mnnpffhh... mmnngffhh... m-mhfff~ @///@".
The once proud hero was now 'valiantly fighting'... just to evade from the pillowy~heaven confines of a girl's breasts. And failing badly too, as each new draining squeeeeze from her absorbing mammaries made her stronger and curvier at his expense, making escape impossible. Much to Andy's discomfort, it was feeling less and lesser like a struggle, and ever more like being a fussy little boy that she was rocking into smothered compliance.

“Ah, that’s the stuff.” Auphemia would moan as she felt more and more of Andy’s levels enter her through her bosom, her smother draining both his levels and strength from him like it was nothing. By now the level difference would make this battle child’s play, meaning the busty mistress would have the boy all to herself for their time in the ring.

But of course she was set on finishing this, and while keeping his face pressed tight in her cleavage, Auphemia would sit up and activate a stronger drain, stealing six levels from the boy as she aimed to knock him out in that time, ever further pushing their strength apart while removing his chances to fight.

"I-Impossible...my agility.. fighting experience... I can't let her... nnhhghh... but,.... so tired... @///@".

Slowly slowly, the poor knight was being absorbed and air-deprived into a weaker and weaker, sleepier and sleeaier state as Auphemia kept rocking him gently yet relentlessly in her breastsmothering energy-drain.

Teased by her satisfied moans with his eyes fluttering in a losing battle to stay awake, Andy could only stay there in her embrace.
"Mn-mmnnnff....mmf... @///@"
"D-Dammit... She's rocking me back and forth like a baby-knight...what's the next humiliation step now... singing a lullaby...??", his drowsy mind thought desperately while he spiraled down into helplessness.

“You’re all mine now Andy-kun.” Auphemia would say as she would feel the boy pass out in her chest, her smile growing as she proved her breasts power over him. “And I’ll be sure to have a lot of fun with you. You’ll be my bosom buddy and love every moment you spend here.”

After his knockout, Auphemia would release Andy from her bosom and let him rest down on the canvas. But of course she wouldn’t let the rest come without doing something for herself. So in the midst of his little nap Auphemia would completely strip the boy, leaving him naked while throwing his clothes off somewhere. And while she didn’t completely strip herself down, Auphemia removed parts of her outfit, knowing just the effect her body will have on the boy when he wakes up.

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“You’re all mine now Andy-kun.”

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Auphemia's amorous, possessive words caressed Andy's vanishing consciousness more teasingly than any mocking lullaby, washing his sleepy mind with warm waves of submissive relaxation as he finally drifted off to sleep, cuddled by the most heavenly mammary pillows ever as he sunk into energy-drained slumber.

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"Uuhhnn.... m-my head.... ", the young knight groaned lazily as he finally came back around after what felt like a long nap. Shaking his blonde head rubbing his blurry eyes as he lazily refocused on..... Auphemia and her scandalous, semi-naked attire that granted her... larger (???) breasts even further freedom to bounce and sway around suggestively.

Nevertheless, the valiant knight started a classic, naive hero-like speech on how she wasn't getting away easy with it, and how justice was finally going to prevail, when he suddenly freezed at realizing his current attire. Or the complete lack of it!
"Ahhnn~! Y-You..you.... nghhhh", he groaned, hinting at standing up defiantly which had him fall back onto his butt like a little boy, giving more than a hint on how many levels she had stolen from his still manly-looking, but now definitely weak body.

“Oh, what’s the matter Andy-Kun?” Auphemia would tease, seeing his struggle to stand after being drained of several levels. “Having a bit of trouble getting up? I thought a brave and valiant knight like you would have no problem teaching a maiden like me her place. But perhaps it’s quite the other way huh?”

Trying to get the boy to take the obvious trap, Auphemia would wait for Andy to make the first move before attempting to ruin it with a swift breast hook. She would follow it with several more, aiming to push the boy back until he was trapped against the ropes, with the mistress pressing her massive bosom against his chest, confident in the level difference now.

Predictable as always, the young naive hero was easily provoked into an imprudent action, taking Auphemia's bait as he bullcharged in spite of his weary state, making himself an easy, offguard target for her heavy bosomy-uppercut!

"Ooufffhh!!! Unnghh... ugghhh... @///@!". A sequence of soft and sensual yet brain-rattling mammary slaps had the poor hero pressed into the ropes in no time, groaning in a pityful state as Auphemia was holding there in place with just the her massive breasts.

Andy would try to push off or squirm out, but his futile efforts were only making his predicament more humiliating as her dominant, marshamallow-soft breasts easily hold him there, just wobbling and bouncing suggestively in response to his meek attempts.
"Guuhh... 0///0".

Smiling in satisfaction, Auphemia would continue to push Andy against the ropes with her bosom to see his hopeless attempts at struggling, letting her breasts rub against his chest thanks to his own actions. But after a bit of keeping the boy trapped, she would move back and give him the chance to step forward.

However just as always, she’d be prepared for what he’d do and preform a breast hook on him. “My, my Andy-kun, you seem to be struggling a bit. Something on your mind?” She’d taunt, her curves bouncing as she moved to approach him again. And if he wouldn’t react quick enough, she’d grab both of his wrists to pull him right towards her, executing a breast jab against his face.

Andy was so easily bullied and dominated by Auphemia's larger empowered breasts now, totally unable to fight back even if he tried his best.

"uunghhff...!!! 0///0". With the current huge gap of levels and HP between them, the Busty Lady was just enjoying her erotic cat-mouse play with him.
So much for the valiant hero, who was reduced into the role of the cute little mice, toyed around by Auphemia who appeared more than happy to playthe part of the big, busty kitty.

"N-No don't...Unnhghff... @///@". Playfully pulled by his wrists, the poor boy was stunned by yet another soft but heavy bosomy-jab, his head reeling as she was doing literaly anything she liked with him.

But the worse thought for Andrew was knowing that she was so easily dominating him thanks to the strenght and levels that she had stolen from him... Or maybe the worse thought was that the voluptuous kitty was most likely to devour the little mouse-knight soon enough, absorbing more nutritives from him. Making him so cute and weak. And making herself so sexy and strong.

“Don’t be like that Andy-kun.” She’d tease, seeing his stunned expression. “We’re just starting to have some real fun. There’s plenty more to be had and the day’s young.” Having him locked in as she did, Auphemia would begin to repeatedly pull his face forward for a hefty bosom jab, putting him to the test as she punched him constantly with her wonderous assests.

After a solid minute of the breast jabs, Auphemia would decide to give him a small break from the constant hits, allowing him to fall face first into her bosom as she let him go. But of course just because she would give him the break from her strikes didn’t mean he’d be safe, as she’d wrap her arms around his head and begin a standing smother, starting it off by draining two more levels from him.