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

Okami's face went red with breathless fluster at the parting of their lips, helpless under her gentle lusty domination. Copy or original, he would still be a gasping, easily seduced boytoy in her embrace, picked him up into that amorous version of a bearhug.

"F-Fuuhh... <3.. nngh.. @///@".
Pulled off the mats in her embrace, the wolfboy still tried to find the energy to resist but it was no use as the plump pressure of her bosom rubbing against his body deprived him of both the strenght and willpower to fight back, reducing the meek efforts of his hands into a mere caress to her gentle yet unyelding arms.

Watching the wolfboy struggle, Auphemia would giggle playfully at his distress, the action matched by her copy as it tightened its hug for a moment, squishing its breasts against his chest to further play with his mind as the bearhug was kept strong. Although the pressure wouldn't be too much, enough to push his wind out for a second while he felt the soft embrace of the copy's bosom.

But that heavenly pressure would turn into sudden pain, as the copy would preform a suplex on Okami after keeping him embraced for a minute. When it slammed him to the canvas, the copy would give one last giggle before slowly fading away, leaving Okami face down on the canvas. Auphemia herself would come soon though, flipping Okami onto his back and moving down.

"Well, it seems you're barely able to keep going anymore Wolfie." Auphemia would comment, smiling up to the wolfboy as she laid between his legs, her bosom hanging over his boyhood. "So I'll finish wrapping this up. But first~" She then captured his boyhood between her breasts once again, swinging her shoulders to initiate a final breast boxing match with the wolfboy. "One last round for fun~"

Bounced and grinded into a mesmerizing bearhug by 'Auphemia-2', Okami fell into a docile, droopy state that was only interrupted by a sudden bolt of pain the moment he was crushed to the mats.

Groaning faintly, the stunned wolfboy was turned into facing up by the real Auphemia this time, the world spinning around before his blurry eyes as the busty mistress took her time to get comfortable between his legs, her glorious melons hovering and bouncing just inches from Okami's shameful stiffy.

"Uhhh... oh-ohh n-not..again.. ahhnn~<3" @///@
He tried to meekly protest but a disgraceful part of him was longing from more gentle domination from Auphemia's wonderful bosom. And his pityful moan could not lie, the moment she snuggled his girth between her giant breasts starting once again her heavenly bullying session.

"It's the third and final challenge of the night, and the stiff challenger is refusing to admit defeat." Auphemia spoke, once again preforming her teasing commentary as her breasts smacked his girth around in soft domination. "But the sexy champions aren't going to make it easy, as they recognize how determined the challenger is."

"Swing after swing, the champions are giving everything the challenger wants and more! It seems as though the champions are simply keeping it up for show!" She'd add in, her smacks changing pace from fast to slow, keeping the wolfboy on the edge with pleasure. And evident from her smile, she was enjoying keeping the "match" going for longer than it should.

"Aahhnnn f-feels too... nn-goood... @///@"
Okami couldn't certainly keep up with his atempts to play hard to get any longer, not when each squeezing, bouncing and grinding from Auphemia's breasts elicited pityful moans from his lips, along with the delirious shuddering of his body.

The poor remnants of his pride still held him back from begging for sexual release (for now), but the swollen challenger clearly belonged to the plump, overpowering champions, and there was only a possible ending to this bosomy domination. It was just a matter of time now, but time was in Auphemia's hands too. Or better said, it was squished between her breasts.

"Oh my, even as the champions continue to dominate, the challenger continues to attempt some kind of resistance." Auphemia giggled, seeing Okami's refusal to beg for release but hearing his uncontrolled moans. As her bosom continued to bully his erection mercilessly, he was forced to be at a constant peak of arousal, just short of the limit and unable to climax.

And as always, she would comment the entire "match" between the overwhelming champion and overwhelmed challenger. Okami had the full details of his boyhood's domination by her breasts in the hypothetical but evidently clear bout. And the whole time, she always made kept the pressure up, not a sign of her ending it in sight. Whether she said it or he knew it, the inevitable ending would only come if he submitted to it.

Okami's pityful, fruitless resistance went on for a few minutes, only adding to Auphemia's fun as the heavenly pummeling of his cock, and the consequent joyful commentary from the busty lady continued.

Eventually, all his stubborness could produce was the building up of a more intense, pent up climax until his fighting spirit was completely drowned with submissive lust, crumbling and begging for mercy.
"Aaannnhh-gghh... I c-can't resist.... ffuuhhh p-please let me... nnhh... Cuuumm...!" @///@

"Fufufu, all you had to do was ask~" She'd teasingly giggle, the busty mistress stopping for a second to smile up to the wolfboy and further his arousal's excitement. But before the urge would become a problem, Auphemia would suddenly begin to squeeze her breasts tight around his boyhood, putting enough pressure on to overload his desire and force his climax.

She would continue the squeezing, attempting to prolong his climax while she stole multiple levels with the erotic submission, her level reaching to just over 200 thanks to their "match" added with her previous draining with Andy.

Once his climax ended, Auphemia would slowly crawl up Okami's exhausted body, her bosom rubbing up him up until their faces were right in front of each other. "I'm glad you've enjoyed this Wolfie. And you don't need to worry, we can play again plenty more. But for now, you need some rest, and I know what pillows you want." She'd say, moving up more before laying down on the tired wolfboy, embracing his face into her overwhelming bosom.

"F-Fuuaahhhhnnn~<333" @///@
Okami let out a long, throaty moan of erotic surrender as Auphemia's squeezing melons coaxed him into a huge, steamy climax.
The wolfboy's jizz was promptly absorbed by Aupehmia's giant breasts, along with a large share of his remaining levels, putting him into a completely powerless state as he laid back in exhausted bliss.

"Oh m-my... mmffhhh... o///o",
He'd mumble as Auphemia slowly brought her enormous, glistening boobs down to his face, enveloping his flushed features.
An instinctive, but totally strenghtless struggle was started by his body, but it was less than half-hearted, as Auphemia could tell from the touch of Okami's hands along her curvy hips, definitely more similar to a sweet caress than to a real attempt at pushing off.

“Sleep now Wolfie, we’ve had enough fun for now.” Auphemia would say, showing no reaction to his powerless struggles as she remained on top of him, smothering his handsome face with a smile on her face. “My maids will surely be happy to play with you later though, but for now a nice long nap is in order.”

Along with her soft smother, Auphemia would move her shoulders slightly, causing her breasts to rub up and down Okami’s face in a teasing massage. What would normally be a taunt in a battle, was being used to encourage the wolfboy’s sleep, the softness of her smother adding a nice touch that would surely follow in his dreams.