Toshiro Vs Demon Queen Yiaruu - Complete

"W-what the... Unnghhh... Ugh..! Guuhh... @///@".
Like a lewd mockery of a tennis game, poor Toshiro was smacked around from on side to the other by Yiaruu's swinging breasts, until the final boobie-smash that sent him crushing to the ground like a meteor.

"D-damn... ghh... @///@".
Laying in the middle of a small crater, Toshiro was still conscious (if just barely), twitching and trying to force himself into a stand up and fight reaction.
The petite stubborn shinigami was still trying to refuse defeat... Though his sore bones and spinning-like-crazy head suggested otherwise.

Seeing the effectiveness of her combo, Yiaruu was once again pleased at the usefulness of the techniques passed down in her creation. And seeing Toshiro completely stunned gave a wide sense of accomplishment to her, one she would be quick to follow up on.

Using her magic, she would levitate herself up into the air gracefully, flipping around until releasing her control to quickly fall down on the young shinigami. If Toshiro couldn’t react, he would get the lovely sight of Yiaruu’s massive bosom quickly descend before she slammed down on him, entrapping his face with her heavenly soft breasts.

Groaning faintly from numb pain, Toshiro shook his head trying to recover as fast as possible, summoning his remaining spiritual energy so that he could stand up and strike the demoness down as expected from a strong shinigami.

Too bad for him, all those good intentions were pointless as Yiaaru appeared hovering right above him, only to then drop down boobs first onto his all-red face.
"W-Waah?? Ummffhhhh...!!".

With that lewd full body press successfully delivered, Toshiro's petite frame was totally eclipsed by Yiaruu bigger voluptuous body. And that was especially true for his little head, engulfed so deeply inbetween those giant melons that not even his hair could be seen.

"Mnnffhh..mfffhh...".
His cute whimpers could be more felt than heard by the voluptuous demoness. Not so defiant anymore, the little shinigami was just writhing around meekly, so pityfully clinging to consciousness underneath her smothering melons.

“Well now, this certainly isn’t a good look for you.” Yiaruu would eventually taunt, having him completely entrapped with the use of her womanly curves. Although they had a heavenly softness, the irony was that it was a part of such a demonic creature, the most dangerous and destructive being the world currently had.

And now it was having its fun with Toshiro, as she smothered him with her impressive rack after having smacked him around with it. And despite his struggles, the Demon Queen would hardly even react, having no trouble in keeping him down on the ground while her magic continued to glow brightly around her form, slowly concentration at her breasts as she prepared a new spell.

"Mmmnfffh-mrrffhh...! @///@".
Toshiro could hardly believe the humiliating predicament he was in: trapped between Yiaruu's giant, heavenly soft assets as she was now jostling him side to side inthere, not content with just smothering him!

His flustered-anger wouldn't do him any good though, rather weakening him with crescewntly urgent yet totally fruitless struggles while, unknown to the boob-smothered shinigami, the Demon Queen was preparing some new surprise for her little prisoner.

Having already easily proven her physical superiority over the flustered shinigami, the busty demoness was now ready to set the boy on the path to his humiliating defeat. And to start it, she’d showcase to him a spell given to her by the ones that had resurrected her.

After her smother had gone on for some time, extended thanks to the shinigami’s greater endurance to a human’s, Yiaruu would then grace him as her bosom glowed bright. And as a pulse of magic went off, the shinigami would feel his strength leave him, the Demon Queen absorbing several levels from him into her breasts.

Toshiro thought things couldn't go worse than that... until the bosomy hug of Yiaruu's breasts enveloped his face with an eerie yet strangely pleasant sensation, like if her soft boobs would be gently kissing his face with plentiful little lips.... each of them sucking away a small amount of his fighting levels!

"M-Mnnffhh..mff...o///o".
The petite shinigami-boi desperately tried to escape, but that seemed to just enhance the draining effect, making him weaker while letting the voluptuous Demon Queen grow curvier and stronger.

Seeing Toshiro’s renewed resistance humored Yiaruu greatly, almost getting a laugh from her as her bosomy spell drained several levels of strength from the shinigami. Added in his already growing issue of losing air between her massive breasts, the fruitless struggles were all but making it a bigger problem for himself.

And she would take effective note of it as his struggles would once again begin to dwindle, even when her magic pulsed and she stole a few more levels. She was testing to see just how long the shinigami could last in her smothering grasp, wanting to determine the effectiveness the hold had in knocking a male out.

Toshiro tried to summon his spiritual energy for a last desperate escape at breaking free... only to feel that strenght being absorbed into her pulsating breasts too.

"Mm-mnnfh... @///@".
Muffled protests were lessened into cute whimpers, desperate struggles dwindled into slow strenghtless squirmings, letting the curvaceous demon queen that he belonged to her bosom now.

With the already renewed struggles dwindling once more Yiaruu would just wait until the boy would inevitably be knocked out between her heavenly breasts. When it did happen, the Demon Queen would smile in satisfaction and sit up on the shinigami, seeing his unconscious face thanks to her effortless domination.

“It seems that by using my body like this in combat is even more effective than it was before.” She’d comment, before feeling Toshiro’s previously known erection poking her before an unsettling smirk came in. “Or perhaps, the male sex is simply inferior? I suppose then further testing is required.”

After determining her next course of action, Yiaruu would float up before using her magic to make Toshiro follow, keeping him suspended in the air with her before summoning several magic circles to entrap his body, keeping him upright while she moved close enough to press her large bosom against his chest, her hand reaching into his pants to directly rub his boyhood. “Now get up, we still have more to test.”