NWO part 2 - A gift-wrapped wolfie for Lady Auphemia - Complete

"Butler and... B-Bosom Buddy??? Hey wait... ooff.... a-alright let's fight... I don't care much as I'm not planning to lose at all...! o///o".

With his nervous attempt at arguing being playfully cut short by Auphemia's melodious “ding ding~”, the wolfboy would decide that he'd better put his mind on the starting match.

"W-Woah-ummff...! o///o".
considering the recent events, a boob-based attack was not entirely unexpected. But it was faster and, more important, heavier than Okami would wish. Even though he tried to block it, the bouncing mass of her marvellous bosom wobbled past his guard still partly impacting his face and knocking him back a few steps.

The wolfboy had braced himself defently though, planting his feet down to try a counter attack as he threw forward, aiming at paying her back with a clothesline across her enormous bosom, willing to test if those majestic boobs were as much good at taking a strike, as they obviously were at dishing one.
"U-Ungh.. my turn now... Rrrraaarr..!"

As her bosomy strike managed to hit, Auphemia would smile in satisfaction, now knowing she was dealing with a boy who was much like the enjoyable Andy she had managed to snag herself before. Which meant she’d have more than a fun time playing with him.

Seeing him go for the clothesline, the busty mistress would actually accept the challenge and swing her chest up to meet his arm. As she had herself enhanced drastically, pushing herself well over level 100 from absorbing Andy’s strength, she felt confident enough that she would overpower him.

And if her blow surpassed his, she would then spin on her heel to smash her large endowments into the side of his face, demonstrating her power as she used enough force to knock him enough paces to the side to the nearest set of ropes. But before he could hope to attempt something, she’d immediately reach him to preform a combo of boob blows to his face, keeping him against the ring’s ropes.

"Gasp... w-what the...??",
Okami's eyes widened in flustered shock as Auphemia's massive bosom seemed to give into his strong clothesline for a slight moment... only for her elastic breast flesh to soon return his attack with doubled force!

"Uuunnfhh...! @_@". Sent to the ropes in such womanly way, the young male tried to recover and get out of there but Auphemia was all over him in no time, buffeting him around with soft yet heavy boob blows as he started to see stars this early in the match, trapped at the ropes by her bosomy power.
"Unff unnngh..blurrb.. @///@"

“You like it?” Auphemia would ask, revering to her busty method of fighting while pressing her large bosom against his chest. “It’s called Big Titty Martial Arts, I created it myself. It’s very effective in combat, especially with a rack like this!” She’d tease, winking to the boy as she would step back and attempt for a heavy boob uppercut to his chin.

If it’d work, Okami would bounce off the ropes, missing Auphemia as she stepped out of the way for him to step more into the ring. But before he could could collect himself, the busty mistress would maneuver around him, giving him a flash of a smile before jumping up for yet another boob uppercut. This time though, putting enough force to try and knock the wolfboy’s back onto the canvas.

And as one final insult to injury, he’d look up in time to see the busty woman still in the air, using inhuman levels of agility to twist herself mid air and come crashing down on top of him, her overwhelming bosom smooshing his face down as she landed on him. “It’s even better when used against as handsome boys as you.”

If Auphemia's first bosomy uppercut had rattled poor Okami's brain, setting him off balance and off guard for her to prepare her next attack, the second one sent him literally flying with a cartoonish *BOOOINNG* under his chin, leading to a miserable crash-landing on the mats!

But if he thought she waas finished with her devastating boob-combo, imagine his face when his blurry eyes saw Auphemia's enormous melons coming down at him like flashy meteors!
"Uuuhhh gods... w-wah?? Oh no.. nonono-! Ummmpppffhhhh!!! x///x"

With a smoothed smashing sound, that super-enhanced boob-press crushed poor Okami into a pityful stunned state this earaly in the match.
So much for his defiant "I'm not planning to lose at all", as he mumbled meekly underneath those soft, enveloping pillows.
"M-Mghff.... @///@".

“Fufu, looks like I’m on top now Wolfie.” Auphemia would taunt, having easily turned the match to her advantage so swiftly. Although a portion went to her high level, it was quite evident that her fighting style was an anomaly Okami was not expecting to fight against, despite having been toyed with by a busty witch and her sexy lackeys in their own unique fashion.

After a few seconds of just laying on him, Auphemia would grab ahold of his wrists when he’d begin to resist and wrap her legs around his for a grapevine, containing him while she smothered him on the canvas. “So tell me Wolfie, are you still intending on winning?” She’d tease, her breasts moving in tangent with his struggles, rubbing him with every movement he’d attempt to make. “Cause I think I have the advantage right now.”

"Gasp...! Uuhh.. "
Grappled into Auphemia's sensually suggestive grapevine pin, it was impossible for Okami to ignore the heavenly softness of her marvelous breasts weighing him down, their massive roundness rubbed over his chest, uo to grazing his chin with each movement, rolling and bouncing in accordance to his struggles.

"F-fuuhhh... Yes you have the advantage but don't think you can keep a wolf trapped for mnnh... l-lonnghh... Unggrrrhhh...! 0///0".
With that said, Okami flexed his muscles while summoning his animal spirit enhancement, aimed at muscling his way out of her hold with that extra strenght.

But unfortunately for him, 'the higher levels of lust the weaker spiritual pressure'. A simple rule that Auphemia had learned after plenty of pleasurable "experiments" with Andy.

And so, while his flexing muscles were certainly enhanced by strong, flowing spiritual energy, their unfocused efforts to break free would barely budge the ever-smiling vixen, much to his shocked, and flushed discomfort.
"Uuffh... t-the heck... 0///0"

Of course, and unknown to the poor flustered wolfie, being grapevined by a leveled-over-100 voluptuous beauty also helped with his failure.

"Oh I know trapping a wolf is sometimes a challenge to accomplish." The busty mistress would respond, giggling as he hopelessly struggled in her grapevine, forcing her breasts to rub over his chest more and more. "But lucky for me, I have the best pair of traps there is. And they work very well together when used right~"

Her tease would be followed with her releasing his wrists and sitting up, releasing the grapevine but instead pulling him up with her. And before he could further attempt to struggle, she'd shove his face back into her bosom. "What do you think Wolfie? Would you consider these to be an effective enough trap to hold a wolf?" She'd joke, wrapping her arms to secure her hold on his head.

Blushing deeply under Auphemia's bosomy rubbing, Okami was finally released from the grapevine submission, only to soon become a prisoner of a more treacherous and seductive "trap" from the voluptuous mistress.

"W-What would that mea...gulp... oh no-mmffhhhh...! o///o".
His eyes widened in embarrassed concern at finally getting Auphemia's playful pun, just a moment before she would pull him into her marvellous breastsmother and wrap her arms around to seal the naive wolfie right there into her bosom.

Muffled moans and blind flailings would add to Auphemia's fun as the silver haired boy tried to pull himself out of her smothering cleavage with all his might, but he couldn't go anywhere.

"Fufu, I'll take that as a yes." She would tease, keeping a solid hold on him as he would flail about. So early on and Auphemia already had the wolfboy as she wanted him, panicked and face first in her massive bosom. As it stood taking him down would be even easier than Andy, however she was planning to have just as much fun.

Letting him struggle, Auphemia's breasts would bounce and rub the boy, using his own movements to taunt him while she refused to give him a chance to get any air. However after a couple of seconds, Okami would feel the all too familiar sensation of a drain spell activating, the busty mistress stealing two levels from him through the lovely drain spell through her breasts.