The Mansion of energy drain - Andy vs Auphemia

When Andy tried to attack both the 'twin Auphemias', certain that one of them would poof like the sensorial trick that she was, he was greeted by a big surprise as both the busty noblewomen swinged their enormous bosoms at him, hitting his face with definitely real and fleshy tiddy-combat style moves.

"Uuunnffhh... unghhfff..!!! I-Impossible... @///@",
the handsome knight groaned in shocked, disoriented distress, his head spinning from the soft but heavy strikes received.

"unngh...for the sake of the realm, I will stop you... you and all your copies if I must...",
he groaned while staggering up to his feet, still amusingly stubborn in keeping his role as a hero: though the difference in strenght and level was embarrassingly huge at this point, he kept acting like he would prevail in the end.

“Fufufu, we’ll see then I suppose.” Auphemia would giggle at his words, finding it humorous with his given position. A battle against just her was impossible at this point, yet he was still willing to try and battle her when she had a clone copy, such spirit that she loved to toy with.

But despite her fun in listening to him, Auphemia would rather continue on and play with his body some more. Moving forward, both the mistress and her equally busty copy would once again approach Andy, the copy moving to strike him directly to gain his attention while the true noblewoman moved to smack his face when he was distracted.

Should the move had worked, the two copies would once again trade his face with several solid breast blows, aiming to further disorient him before the copy would wrap its arms around him and pull him into a tight bearhug. It said no words as it did, simply mirror its creator’s smile as it regarded the boy.

“A rather effective spell, wouldn’t you say?” Auphemia would say as she approached the two, wrapping her own arms around the boy to trap him between both her and her copy’s bodies. “A mere start to what I have developed, but tit’s by far one of my favorite. I’m sure you’ll be busting with joy at what I can do with it.” She’d say, both her and her copy putting a tight squeeze on the boy’s body, their massive bosoms pressing against his chest and back, letting him feel their warmth.

Andy fell from the busty clone's fake attack and before he knew, a double series of heavy boob-strikes had set him completely disoriented and offguard.

"Umnn guuhh blubblubblurrb... @_@".
Blubbering as his head was pummeled and boob-bounced from side to side, Andy got all red faced when Auphemia and her clone immobilized him into a sensual double hug, sandwiching his body between their heavenly soft breasts as they started to rub their melons up and down along his frame.

"A-ahhnnn~ fuuuuhhh.. @///@".
Against his best judgment, the valiant knight couldn't help but grow another shameful erection in such sensually taunting love sandwich.

“Hard once again I see.” Auphemia would tease, the senses she received from her copy with his growing erection against it giving her the information she needed. “Rather anticlimactic given that whole “for the sake of the realm” route you were going. But if it’ll make you feel better...”

Auphemia and the copy would then up the pressure of their hold on him, shifting it ever more so that his boyhood would be rubbed closer and closer to the copy’s cleavage until it eventually enveloped his erection, the real noblewoman smiling happily as her own bosom was still rubbing against his back. “Well make a real climax finish come up for you. One you’ll very much enjoy.”

Andy's face flared at Auphemia's playful taunt, ashamed at being reminded how short of his great ideals he was acting, being disgracefully ragdolled by the busty opponent since the starting of the match.

The fact that she had cheated in some way, stealing his HP and levels to empower herself at his disadvantage could not be of any comfort too: a true hero always finds a way to prevail for the sake of justice, no matter what!

With such thoughts in mind, in spite of the double bosomy grinding making him ever more unfocused, Andy tried once again to escape from the busty lady (doing his best to ignore his lusty mind screaming: let her play with you and enjoy it!)."

"unnhghh... I c-can't allow it... o///o". His hands were placed one on the clone's shoulders, one back to the real Auphemia's hips as he tried to push them off with all his (not-so-impressive) might.

If not successful, all his struggling and squirming would inevitably adding more rubbing stimulations to his edging cock though, bringing him to the brink of climax.

Seeing the boy squirm was all the enjoyment the busty mistress truly needed to enjoy his plights. However the certain resistance he would try to pull off was always a happy bonus for her to enjoy, so when he would attempt his best to break free, she would decide to give him the entertainment of a short rest and release him, albeit with one final squeeze of the clone’s breasts around his boyhood.

When they did release him, the copy would vanish and Auphemia would step back several paces, placing her hands on her hips as she looked to the boy. “Wow Andy-kun, you managed to resist my double temptation. I don’t often get to enjoy myself in a match, but my maids always seem to beat the competition with moves such as that. I suppose I’ll have to increase the numbers to get better results with you.”

And to explain just what she meant, Auphemia’s eyes would glow once more and a copy appeared out from her once again. However this time, Auphemia’s magic would continue to glow, and a second copy would materialize to her other side, and another after that one. Now three copy Auphemia’s stood alongside the busty noblewoman herself, and Andy’s situation changed once more.

Andy's eyes widened in shocked surprise looking around... and around... and around again. Along with the powerful busty lady, three tangible copies of Auphemia were now surrounding him with identical playful smiles on their sexy lips.

Most likely, Auphemia's original technique consisted into creating illusionary images of herself during a fight. But with her new absorbed powers, things were much different.One quick, embarrassed glance ast their identical playful smiles and bouncing curves told him that once again they were in fact clones in flesh (plentiful flesh) and bones.

"Ugh... It can't be...! o///o".
A moment of hesitant disbelief freezed Andrew in place allowing the four b usty "twins" to completely surround him, cutting off any way to escape.

Regardless of how he hated the idea of hitting a girl hard, there was only one thing left to do, considering his loss of levels (and Auphemia's proportionally increased power): he rushed forward trying to hit the original lady with a straight punch aimed at her taut belly.
"A-Absorb this..! 0///0".

“Oh believe me Andy-kun.” Auphemia would start, licking her lips as he came after her. “I still have some absorption planned for you.” Letting him come close, the busty mistress would wait till just before he threw his punch to give her own counter, swinging her chest up for a boob-uppercut straight to his chin.

Should the hit connect, Auphemia and her three copies would all move immediately into action. With the added force from her previous move, the four women would all collide against him, their chests pressing on the four sides of his waist and keeping him in place. All shared the same smile, looking up to the boy playfully as they trapped him in the combined entrapment of their breasts.

“Now then, where were we?” At her rhetorical question, the four copies would all begin to rub their chests up and down, showing skill and strength as they never let Andy’s feet touch the ground while preforming their move. And of course with their given positions, Andy’s boyhood was being pushed deep into the original Auphemia’s cleavage, her eyes ever bright from her magic glowing in them.

Andy's attack was easily countered by Auohemia with a mere swing of her massive breasts, sending the stunned boy right back into her planned "boobies trap".

"Gasp... Oh n-noo... Uuhhnnhh... It f-feels... Uhuhhmm @_@".
Four sets of heavenly soft breasts surround his body from all sides, rubbing all over him up and down... up and down.

Andy squirms around trying to get free but the tingling sensation around his boyhood induces him into a pityful moan, coaxing the helpless knight into hypnotic surrender, filling his body and mind with erotic pleasure while absorbing more levels from the shuddering boy.

As Auphemia and her copies were ever coaxing Andy more and more into his erotic domination, the busty mistress couldn’t help but giggle to herself at the situation. Here was one of the four great heroes, someone who helped defeat the great and powerful Demon King that threatened the world, being dominated by a woman who almost exclusively uses her breasts for fighting.

It made for a rather entertaining idea, as it normally would be expected of the boy to have little trouble taking on a noblewoman. But with her skills in using her assets and magic, her overwhelming style was proved too much for him. And now as she edged him ever closer to yet another climax, all he could do was struggle between her and her copies’ bosoms.

After a few minutes of the hold, the noblewoman would eventually feel Andy’s boyhood twitch, getting her smile to remain proud before putting in the final touch for the move. The four women would hold him in place by their breasts, keeping him up before pulling back to suddenly press forward, the two to his side keeping him in place while the one behind him pushed his hips even harder against the real woman’s breasts, pressuring his girth completely between her massive boobs while she pressed herself hard against him.