NWO: Ataru Vs Shizuka

Ataru couldn't do anythong as Shizuka literally rubbed in to her superiority, making him moan with her taunting foot before she casually stepped back.

Provocated into a reaction to keep his hero's dignity, Ataru imprudently decided to get up begore he had fully recovered, trying to catch her into an elemental-enhanced bearhug once again.
"G-gnome... Lend me your... fuuh... power.. 0///0",
He'd stutter in short-breathed fluster at the mere idea of getting too clise to her dangerous curves... Certainly not the most focused way to cast a spell..

Shizuka simply allowed Ataru to go through with his move, being lifted up in his bearhug with no resistance. But as he squeezed her, it'd be obvious that the knight wasn't even bothered, rather observing his concern over being so close to her impressive breasts while he attempted to force some kind of reaction out of her.

"You know, staring is rude for a hero." She'd say, smirking before wrapping her arms around his head and pulling him back into her cleavage. "Lucky for you, we aren't nearly as close minded of a society." The busty knight stated, turning Ataru's weak move against him and warranting his earlier concern about her bosom.

"W-what...? T-this is just a grappling move...! I... I wasn't tryingbto stare at your b-bluubbb...! 0///0".

Easily distracted by her taunt, the naive young mage was pulled back into the smothering depths of Shizuka's breasts, turning his failed bearhug into a bosomy venus fly trap where the caught little prey squirmed to no avail.

If Shizuka's breasts looked intimidating to him before.. Now they were to really make him helpless, stealing his life force along with his air supply. And there was nothing he could do about it, aside from staggering around aimlessly on ever more unsteady legs, his muffled cries lovingly absorbed by pillowy boobs.
"M-mmfhh... @///@"

“It must be a dream come true for a perverted hero such as yourself, trapped in a territory where the women compete with their bodies.” Shizuka said to the panicking boy, letting him stumble about while smothering him in her cleavage. “Now if only any of them expected more and an effortless win, maybe you’d be taken more seriously.”

After awhile of his stumbling, Shizuka would attempt to trip the boy up with her legs and make him fall back onto the ground. Of course if it worked and he was on his back, the busty knight would then have full vantage over him, pressing her body down on him and pulling his face up to her breasts to further lock in the smother, already toying with the young mage and seeing the enjoyment of it.

How utterly embarrassing for a valiant male hero... Struggling underneath a girl's bosom losing strenght and stamina in a fruitless attempt to escape... Or to breath at least!
And how amusing and satisfying for Shizuka, to know that the more womanly soft part of her body was all what she needed to lull and smother a legendary hero into helplessness, tired like a little boy in his mother's bosom.

Ataru kept squirming more urgently out of humiliation, but soon it only reduced him into drowzy weakness, much to her joy as the cute boy's struggle slowed down.
"M-mmfhh... @///@"

It wasn't hard for the busty knight to already weaken the boy, and with it gave her a much wider view on how she could now play with and dominate the young mage. Rather said she had any option she could possibly want, having him weaken and become docile between her ultimate symbol of feminine superiority.

When she'd feel the young mage nearly pass out, she'd release his head and sit up on him, letting him get a few lungfuls of air. But of course, he'd have the distracting presence of her breasts still over him, her peach-perfect butt resting back and teasingly rubbing his groin on occasion, the knight already noting his growing excitement.

Ataru was spiraling down into bosom-pillowed slumber when he was surprisingly allowed to take some much needed lungfuls of air. It wasn't certainly an act of mercy from Shizuka, as she proved mounting the helpless, barely conscious boy to sensually toy with him.

Quite the opposote, the busty knight had just discovered how easy (and enterteining) it was to use her overwhelming sensualitybto rule Ataru's world, and she seemed eager tobtest the many new possibilities.

Groaning and moaning in arousdd distress under the playfully dominant winding of her hips, Ataru was not a legendary hero now, and not even a young mage, but just a cute helpless boy easily dominated being easily controlled and entranced by sexy woman.
Which, according to Queen Eiruferu's teachings, was the true, and most satisfying nature of relations between females and males.

"Already getting comfortable?" Shizuka asked, giggling at his helpless moaning from her lightly movements with her hips, letting him respond before she slapped his face twice, taunting him over his weakness under her seductive body.

"Well you better be ready to continue, because I'm not waiting." She'd warn, going down and wrapping her arm around Ataru's head, putting pressure on and beginning a tight headlock while mounted on him. Although it would likely hurt, Ataru's focus would instead be brought onto her breast, the busty knight pulling the side of his face against the soft pillow, once again demonstrating how the armor the knights wore almost seemed like they didn't exist.

Poor Ataru was about spiraling down into boob-smothered sleep, but of course Shizuka wasn't having any of that. Not now that she was relishing in the joys of sensually dominating the 'legendary' wimpy boy.

And so, Ataru was slapped awake and squeezed in her headlick, groaning in anticipation of more pain to come from being pressed to the chest plate of her armor. But a womanly surprise was awaiting him as he was smooshed into the plump roundness of her apparently satin-clad breast.

"M-mnnghff..?? Ummfhh @///@".
While less painful, such treatment was not less dangerous for the young mage, keeping him weak and unable to use magic abilities as she happily suffocated her cute boytoy in tit flesh, watching and feeling his struggles go down.

Feeling Ataru’s “returning” resistance brought a smile to Shizuka’s face as she kept the headlock secured, pulling his face more into the side of her breast to keep him docile. “Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten our armor hardens to blows, have you?” She playfully taunted, noting his initial confusion at the softness he felt despite the presence of her armor.

But of course, simply smothering the boy wasn’t enough for the knight, to which she snaked her legs down and wrapped them around the young mage’s. Now having him further constricted with her body, she’d pull his legs apart and force him into a split, adding another layer of pain to the hold. However at the same time, thanks to their closeness and position, her lovely derrière was once again pressed against his boyhood, his movements now aiding in a gentle grind between her soft cheeks.