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

Okami's legs dangled back and forth quite pityfully as he finally became too weak and tired to keep struggling. With the wolfboy lulled and smothered into dizzy compliance, Auphemia could step up to the third rope with her cute prisoner still nestled nice and tight in her cleavage.

"M-mnghh..? Mmmfhh..!!!".
Even in that pityful state, Okami would flail in blind panic at the sudden airborne feeling, but only for a quick moment before the busty mistress smooshed him to the mats under her full titty press finisher, instantly turning his lights out.
"Ummnfhh..! x///x"

After the devastating landing, Auphemia showed no surprise as Okami was almost instantly knocked out, the slam doing its damage while he was still being smothered. The busty mistress would remain on top of the unconscious wolfboy though, letting his face nestle in her bosom awhile longer before she would stand up from his probed body.

Auphemia would then begin to make adjustments to her outfit, still not satisfied in playing with the wolfboy and used the distraction to wait for him to awaken. And when he did finally regain consciousness, the busty beauty would be standing across the ring from him, smiling confidentially at him as she did. “Finally up again Wolfie? You know it’s rude to keep a lady waiting.”

“Adjustments”:

Okami floated in not-so blissful slumber, disturbed by scary-seductive dreams of a giantess Auphemia picking his tiny self up with to then drop him down into her larger-than-life cleavage.

"Fuuhh... w-what..? Ugh..!" 0///0
Startled back to awareness, the wolfboy would feel a fiery blush rise to her cheeks as Auphemia welcomed him back in her 'adjusted looks'.
If her previous attire was barely containing her exhubersnt bosom, the night lingerie she was showing now would not even bother trying, letting those huge melons bounce freely before his flustered face.

Okami still managed to stand up to his feet and get into a wobbly fighting stance somehow... But he was evidently straining to just keep his eyes off from those heavenly, massive breasts.
"B-bring it...", he mumbled, still wannabe-defiant but without any strenght left to back up his stubborness.

"That's the spirit Wolfie, always getting back up." Auphemia would comment, smiling to herself as she saw his disoriented distracted expression, as well as his exhausted body. "It certainly makes playing with you so much more entertaining. And to think I'll get to add you as a Bosom Buddy alongside Andy-kun."

After her comment, Auphemia would approach Okami, however with a seductive strut as she knew the wolfboy's current condition wouldn't make for an entertaining reaction to her speed. Rather she took advantage of the boy's own distractions, allowing for him to see her bosom bounce more with her outfit now altered.

She would then stop in front of him, her heavenly bosom just touching his chest as she looked to him. "Tell me Wolfie, you really enjoy this, don't you?" She'd teasingly ask, stepping back before going for a breast slap to his face. "Because I certainly do, and I'll be happy to play with you like this all the time~"

Auphemia's curves were almost hypnotic... no, they were definittely hypnotic as she sashayed her way at Okami, putting him into a seduced trance until her marvellous melons were grazing his chest, just below his chin.

The wolfboy needed all his fighting spirit to just snap himself out of that bouncy spell, but it was too little too late: before he could even start trying to attack, Auphemia came swinging those massive funbags right to his face.

"Uughh...! @///@",
He groaned in pain, somehow bracing himself in spite of his rattled brain.
"D-damn.. n-not if I can stop your games.. Hyaaarrh!".
With that said, the valiant boy threw forward with an attempt at a clothesline with all the wolf spirit enhancement he could summon behind it.

“Oh but my precious Wolfie, we’ve been doing nothing but games since we got into this ring.” Auphemia started, the busty mistress using her bosom to swing up and counter Okami’s attempt at a clothesline. By now his regular strength was too little for his enhancements to help, that and the busty woman alone had more than enough strength to match him.

After her bosomy counter, Auphemia would then quickly spin around Okami, adding a heavy bosom blow to his side before moving up to punch his head with her breasts. She’d then gracefully move around him, smacking him across his body and face with her seductive weapons with increasing speed. By now she was just dancing around the wolfboy, further demonstrating that he simply had no chance against her.

Ever smiling, Auphemia was hitting Okami with every possible variation of her heavy boob-pummeling, while literally dancing circles around him.

The poor wolfboy tried to block and respond at the best of his abilities, but he was always two steps late of her next move.
Before long, Okami had been pushed to the ropes by her latest bosomy slap, his head swirling he was in a pityful boob-drunk state, while she was smiing sweetly like the innocent girl that she was not.
"Guuhh... d-dammit.. @_@".

Having been playing with the wolfboy the whole time, Auphemia was more then entertained as she elegantly smacked him around with her powerful bosom. And as he was knocked to the ropes, she’d move forward and press her chest firmly against his, letting him feel her heavenly breasts smoosh against his solid chest.

“You’re quite the treat Wolfie, I’m glad I was able to get you here to play with. And I’m sure you enjoy it as well.” She’d say, moving her leg forward to rub against his boyhood. “After all, I certainly go out of my way to make you feel good. A gift for you agreeing to play with me like this.”

The busty mistress would keep the wolfboy trapped, simply giving his boyhood some attention with her bosom holding him in place. Of course she wasn’t aiming to force a climax, such a boring move wasn’t worth it. But she certainly wanted his erection back before having her fun with him.

After a lenghty session of boob-slapping coming from everywhere, Okami was too dazed to put up much resistance when Auphemia pressed him further into the ropes with her bountiful bosom.
And even less when she sensually lifted her leg to start rubbing his crotch.

"I'm n-not enjoy-aanngh~<3" 0///0
His attempted denial turned into a throaty moan as the now not-so defiant wolfboy blushed in shame, meekly trying to push her back.

“Well that’s what you say, but I’m much more interested in actions.” Auphemia teased, putting emphasis in her thigh’s movement against his boyhood as she did. “And considering you’ve cummed more than a few times, and your little trooper is still rising is much more evident of your enjoyment than anything else. It’s a signal of mine as well after all~”

After a minute of her teasing, the busty mistress would then wrap her arms around Okami’s torso before stepping back, pulling him against her and away from the ropes. And although he’d get the more than sweet sensation of being pressed against her, that would change as she executed her move.

Flipping back, Auphemia would preform a belly-to-belly duplex on the wolfboy, aiming to slam him down onto the canvas once again. She would release her hold the moment she slammed him, although follow through with the move as she remained on top of him, pinning him to the canvas with her curvaceous body. “And we still have plenty of fun to have, since your body clearly craves more pleasure.”