The erotic events of this chap were inspired by... a certain Japanese pornstar who I've been obsessed with lately. A-anyways... enjoy.
Asuka had definitely had a revelation last night, but not exactly a full one. She knew she ultimately had to change, but deep down... she was still at war with her emotions. It was clear to her that killing Feng was the only possibility of escaping this horrid mountain, but she hadn't quite found the confidence or motivation to steel her resolve just yet.
On this particular afternoon, things had been going much like normal: she would cook him a meal, exchange a few unpleasant words, then clean up around Feng's mountain house a little. But it was on this typical, innocent little day, that Asuka realized that fighting back might just be a hell of a lot easier than she had envisioned in her mind.
Asuka was on her way to bring Feng water when she decided to stop for a moment and watch him, studying his moves. He had on his typical pants and was shirtless, and was in the process of thrusting his hand forward against wide pieces of wood. Asuka's eyes widened as she watched the wood break into pieces upon feeling the impact of Feng's swift strike. And that was only the half of it; what really amazed her was just how fast it was. The time between Feng's hand protruding and the wood breaking felt like less than even half a second! It would be beautiful if it wasn't so terrifying.
Asuka almost didn't realize she had opened her mouth, and when she finally did, she was surprised at herself. With a sudden burst of initiative, this typical, innocent little day was going to lead to some interesting developments in one form or another. All it took was the utterance of two general words...
"Whatcha doin?"
Feng suddenly stopped for a second and just stood there, his facial expression not changing in the slightest. A tense moment of silence filled the air as Asuka wondered if he would even acknowledge her presence. After a few seconds of silence, he finally turned and faced her.
"I am practicing my Iron Palm."
And just like that, the conversation was over. Feng snatched the water from Asuka's hand, took a gulp, and then turned back around to resume his practice. He returned to shattering pieces of wood with his lightning fast technique when Asuka suddenly opened her mouth again...
"How do you do that?"
Feng once again stopped and turned to face Asuka, her eyes wide with curiosity. This time, he stared at her for a few seconds before speaking:
"It's a technique that only the highest level of martial artists can make effective use of."
Asuka knew she was poking the bear here, but she couldn't shake this buzzing feeling inside her. She was genuinely fascinated; against her better judgement, she pressed the matter even further.
"Yeah, but how do you do it?"
This time, a very apparent and emphasized sigh rang out from Feng's throat as he stopped before he even had a chance to raise his hand again. He stared at Asuka, who noticed his face had slightly become more of a snarl. He put a hand on his chin as he replied:
"It requires power and finesse, accuracy and discipline, but most importantly... a calm mind and spirit. You probably couldn't do it."
Feng tried to turn around again, but he had already set the train in motion with that little comment.
"Oh really?! So what, you think I can't do the same shit you do, Mr. Macho Man?"
Feng let out an uncharacteristic groan as he faced the steaming Asuka, who had her hands on her hips and a look of anger replacing her wonder.
"Woman, you are making me angry. I've had it with you interrupting my training. Now GO!"
Asuka rolled her eyes and threw her hands up. "Fine, whatever. I don't give a shit anyway. Forget I said anything, asshole."
The whole charade seemed to have gone absolutely nowhere; Asuka turned around and stomped off and Feng turned back around to stack up more wood. But, in a universe of unpredictability and new twists at every turn, fascinating things can happen at the drop of a pencil. In some strange turn of events, Feng ironically was the one to turn around and bring the matter back up.
"Wait."
Asuka stopped for a moment, putting her finger in her ear. Did she just hear something? Could that have been the wind? Sometimes people think they hear things, but their minds are just playing with them...
"Come back."
That time she really DID hear something! Asuka turned around and looked to see if Feng was calling out to her; it seemed like he was, since he was looking right at her. It was hard to read his emotions since his face never changed. Asuka wondered if it was a good idea to go back over there... but since she knew better than to make him mad, Asuka obeyed and walked back to where he had set up his training equipment.
"What do you want?" Asuka grumbled.
"I will show you how to do the technique."
Asuka's face twisted into a reaction that was an instant classic. Why, in the name of Devil and Angel, would Feng want to teach HER a deadly move?! This normal, boring ass day was suddenly turning into a topsy turvy day where things didn't quite make sense.
"Um...okay...?"
"Well, do you want to learn or don't you? That's what you came and bothered me for."
"I...um...yes." she replied softly.
"Then I will show you. But... you must do something for me later."
"Aw, seriously!"
"Do we have a deal or not?"
Asuka knew that when Feng was talking about owing him, he meant something sexual. But it was strange of him to be so diplomatic about it... normally, he didn't have to ask and would just have his way with her regardless. Maybe he was just having a good day and felt like being a reasonable human being for once in his evil life. But regardless, Asuka had a choice to make. She could learn this kickass new move, but at the cost of her having do owe Feng later. She had to weigh the good with the bad, determine if the input was worth the output. To a martial artist, there was nothing more priceless than new knowledge. For the rest of her life, Asuka could use a new technique! Was it worth one demeaning night? Hell yes it was!
Asuka put her hands on her hips and flashed a spunky smile.
"Fine, teach me your little kung fu move."
A few orders and stacked pieces of wood later, Asuka and Feng were standing side by side with their respective stances firm.
"Now... your body must feel as if it was a crashing wave. Fluid, like water...but with a tremendous impact! HEEEYAGH!"
In the blink of an eye, Feng's hand thrust forward and instantly caused the piece of wood in front of him to explode into tiny little pieces. It looked like one single, fluid motion...but with a power beyond comprehension behind it.
"Okay...fluid like water...but with a big impact..."
Asuka relaxed her body and stared at the wood, taking a few deep breaths. She had to just thrust her hand forward, that's all. Just thrust her hand forward...
"Okay... here goes. HYAAAH!"
With a thrust as quick as a bullet, Asuka's hand came zooming forward and struck the wood. The wood made a loud THUNK! and did not break, but instead produced tears from Asuka's eyes as she clutched her hand.
"OWWWW! OW OW OW OWWIEEEEE!"
"Damnation..." Feng muttered, watching the pathetic sight of Asuka jumping up and down, howling in pain. Ah well, at least her tits looked good bouncing in that sexy dress.
"You were too tense." Feng bluntly stated, grabbing Asuka's hand and holding it up.
"OWWWWW! Don't touch that!"
"Hmmm...not so bad."
Asuka squealed in pain as Feng wiggled her fingers back and forth a few times, then bent them forwards with a loud CRACK!
"AGHHHH! I'M RUINED! MY HAND IS FUCKED! IT'S...huh. That's better."
"Now...try again. And this time, let your body be calm. As I said, you must be like a crashing wave. Fluid, but with great force!"
"Okay... those sound totally contradictory but okay. HYAAAH!"
Asuka gave a loud yell and struck the wood again, her hand colliding with it and nothing happening. The nerves in her hand immediately began to burn like wildfire before turning numb.
"I see you've been working on your kiai. Good." Feng complimented. "Now hit it again!"
Asuka kept thrusting her palm for minutes and minutes, the only outcome being more pain to her burning hand. But she persisted, and that alone was enough to impress the not so easily impressed Feng.
"HYAAAH! HYAAAH! HYAAAH!"
"You're still not doing it right. Your palm should thrust forward with ONE. FLUID. MOTION. But you're still tensing up and it doesn't look right."
"But if I don't tense up, there's no power!"
"The power doesn't come from your arm. The rest of your body propels your arm forward and gives your palm its power. Like I said, like a-"
"Yeah yeah, like a crashing wave."
"Your body is the wave! Now SMASH INTO THAT WOOD LIKE VIOLENT WATERS SMASHING A SHIP!"
"HYAAAAAAAAH!"
Asuka could feel the power flowing, coursing through her body and traveling directly to her palm. She didn't put her arm into it, but her entire body. With one fluid motion, like rough waters pounding the coastline, her palm soared forward and collided with the wood. Her mouth widened with a smile as the wood dented inwards before crumbling before her very eyes. The wood fell to the floor in pieces, as if it had been through a wood chipper.
"EEEEEE! I DID IT! WOOOOO!" she squealed, jumping up and down in triumph. Her breaths were loud and excited as warmth tingled in her fingertips; she had to admit, it was the most thrilling experience she had been through since coming here. She felt like she had the touch of death!
"Congratulations, you broke a piece of wood." Feng scoffed. "Now when you can do that to a man's ribcage, then I will be impressed."
"Don't tempt me..." Asuka growled.
The training day ended there, as the two of them went back inside and decided to eat something. Asuka actually felt a tinge of disappointment; now she was wondering what OTHER lethal attacks she could get out of Feng. But at least some good came of this... she knew a new technique, and this whole experience had done wonders for her confidence. Right now, defeating Feng started to feel like a possibility.
LATER THAT NIGHT...
"I have to do ALL of this specifically?"
"Just follow the script."
"You are a kinky devil, and I don't mean that in a good way."
"I can live with that. Now... please me, woman."
The two of them were in the bathroom, completely naked. Feng was sitting in a chair, a small grin on his face as he watched Asuka fill a big bowl with water. He took advantage of this moment to admire her firm ass bent over, her supple cheeks tightly woven together.
Asuka finished filling the bowl and then stood back up, placing the bowl on the counter. With an embarrassed groan, she bent over and picked up the bottle of soap. She looked at Feng with a pained expression, just to clarify that he was seriously making her do this.
"Go on." he commanded.
With a sigh, Asuka bent down over the bowl and placed the soap bottle between her breasts. She put a hand on each breast and squeezed them together, the sheer size and firmness of her plump melons squeezing the bottle with tremendous pressure. A squirting sound resonated in the bathroom as the viscous soap oozed out of the bottle and filled the bowl. Once the bowl was adequately soapy, Asuka closed the bottle and set it back down.
Asuka stirred the bowl a little, getting it nice and frothy until it looked more like a bowl of white foam. Once the water was prepared, it was time for step 2.
Asuka grabbed the bowl with both hands and leaned down, dunking her boobs in the water until they were completely submerged. She pressed the bowl tight against her boobs and started moving her chest around in the water, squishy splashy sounds echoing in the tiny bathroom as water spilled out the edges and hit the floor. Asuka worked her abundant orbs deep in the bowl, white suds engulfing her chest and oozing out of her cleavage. Finally, after a few minutes, she set the bowl down and turned to face Feng.
Feng's flaccid member started hardening as he drank in the beauty of Asuka, wet all over from the spilled water and nearly every inch of her chest covered in fluffy white suds. The whiteness was smeared all over, some parts of her boobs visible and some not. Her peaking nubs had little dollops of soap on them, but her areolas were still prominently displayed.
Now for step 3... the real humiliation. Asuka was going to give Feng a bath... without her hands.
Asuka got down on her hands and knees and crawled towards Feng, who was mesmerized by the M shaped arch of her ass and her tits jiggling, soap dripping off of them. She crawled up to Feng's leg and then hugged it, his leg sliding into her cleavage and being swallowed between her soapy breasts.
Asuka worked her chest up and down on his leg, sliding upwards all the way to his thigh and then going back down to his ankle. Wherever her boobs went, a trail of soap was left behind. After doing it a few times, Feng's leg had been completely soaped up.
Asuka went down lower and picked up his foot. She pressed his foot against her left breast and slid it around, her nipple tickling the sensitive nerve on the sole. Following the script to a tee, she took his big toe and gently rubbed it around on her nipple in a circular motion. She cringed when she heard Feng's low, breathy moans dragging out.
After smearing his foot all over her breast, she slid it between her soapy orbs and moved up and down on it, the warmth and wetness of her slippery cleavage sending tingles of pleasure through his entire leg and causing blood flow between his thighs. His dick was standing tall and proud right now.
Asuka did the exact same thing to his other leg, and then was graciously allowed a break to get back up and soap up her boobs again. Unfortunately, his legs were only the start; there were plenty of other places to get to.
After a minute or so Asuka returned to Feng, her breasts once again frothy with white suds. This time, instead of getting on the floor, she approached Feng and crawled in his lap, straddling him. She wrapped her legs around the chair and pressed her body against Feng's torso, then commenced to sliding up and down against him with her slippery boobs.
"Uhnnn..." Feng moaned out quietly, feeling the double stimulation of her boobs rubbing against his pecs and her ass smooshing against his rigid cock.
Asuka went up and down, then in a circular motion, smearing soap on every inch of Feng's ripped torso until he was covered in white. When her face was level with Feng's, he would lean over and plant a sloppy kiss on her lips. As stated in the script, she was forced to respond with tongue. Under normal circumstances, this would be an extremely pleasurable and intimate experience... but with Feng, it felt more like a bothersome chore that she was being forced to do against her will.
After getting his torso, she grabbed his arms and commenced to smothering those between her warm cleavage as well. She did the right one, followed by the left. Once she got his arms, she worked on his hands. She took the right hand and pressed it on her left boob, then smeared it back and forth, left to right. Her boobs jiggled left and right as Feng's big meaty hand slid across them. She finished by taking his hand and rubbing it around on her breast in circles, his fingers dancing on her nipples and making her shudder with the slightest of moans.
Once the right hand was soapy, she took the left one and slipped it right between her soapy cleavage. She squeezed her boobs tight together until only his wrist was visible. His entire hand looked as if it had been devoured by Asuka's big black crevasse between her boobs. Asuka shivered all over as his hand moved around in her cleavage, back and forth and side to side. All the while she worked her boobs up and down, moving them around as if they were trying to chew up his hand. After a few minutes, Feng pulled his hand out of her booby canyon and leaned back, satisfied.
"Now my back...please."
Asuka took a deep breath, thankful that this ordeal was close to ending. Of course, she wasn't at the worst part yet.
Feng scooted forward on the chair a little, giving Asuka enough space to crawl back there. Like riding on the back of a motorcycle, Asuka crawled in the chair and wrapped her legs around Feng, then put her arms around him and hugged him tight. Her breasts smooshed tight against his back and she began working them up and down just like she had done to the rest of his body. Her big, soapy sponges slid easily all over his smooth skin, while her hands reached around the front and tenderly massaged his pecs.
"Uhn...ahhh...that's the stuff..." Feng whispered. He could feel her nipples poking out, tickling his skin very lightly.
Asuka rubbed on his back for a while, caught between the dilemma of prolonging this to avoid the next step or speeding things up so she could go to bed already. Of course, Feng ended up making that choice for her.
"I need to feel you...now..."
When Asuka heard those words, she knew where Feng wanted her to put her tits next. At least this whole terrible fiasco would be over soon... all she could do was smile and make it good for him.
Feng leaned back against the chair and spread his legs, brandishing his twitching cock for Asuka. With a gulp, she got down on her knees and crawled back over to his lap. She made sure not to look Feng in the eyes, lest she die of embarassment. Rubbing her breasts against each other so get them sudsy. She leaned down and lowered them against Feng's cock, smooshing it against his thigh.
"Ahhh..." he moaned sharply.
Asuka slid back and forth a few times, the full weight of her tits pressing down on Feng's cock and keeping it pinned against his thigh. Her giant warm funbags were like a steamroller, smooshing and suffocating his throbbing dick as it lay flat. Finally, she slid backwards and his dick popped out, standing straight up and jiggling like an antenna that had been bent backwards.
This time she went straight down the middle, and lowered her breasts down on his cock head. She pushed downwards, the tip sliding into her cleavage and emerging from the top as she went downwards. Once she reached his base, her breasts had completely engulfed his thick pole save for his penis head that was oozing a tiny drop of precum.
Asuka squeezed her breasts inward, securing his dick tight within her slippery cleavage, and began to work her magic. She slid up and down very slowly, not nearly fast enough to make him cum, but the soap made them a lot slicker than usual and really turned Feng on big time. As she worked up and down, she rubbed them in a circular motion and stimulated him even further. But still, she kept her same speed, as to not make Feng blow his load early and make him mad. She seemed to be doing a good job, as there were no complaints.
"Ahhhhhh...ahhhhh...yessss... keep going like that..."
Asuka used her wrists to keep her boobs squished tight together as she moved up and down like an erotic dance. Her face was red as a tomato from having to do this, but moreso from hearing the stoic Feng moaning like a horny beast. She didn't know whether to feel embarrassed, or to feel flattered that she was doing a good job. Finally, she just decided to close her eyes and ride this thing to completion.
"Hnghh..ahh... l-lay down, on the floor."
Asuka took that as a sign that things were almost over as she breathed a sigh of relief. She laid down flat on the floor, the surface cold on her wet skin. The main bad thing about this position was that she would have a first person view of what Feng was going to do to her.
Feng motioned to Asuka to squeeze her boobs tight together as he got on the floor and sat on top of her stomach. It would have been extremely uncomfortable for her, but luckily he used his hands as leverage to avoid putting his entire weight on her.
Feng positioned his cock near the tight cleavage and pushed forward, the soap making his dick slide between her boobs easier. He moaned sharply upon feeling the warmth and pressure of Asuka's boobs tightly smothering his cock.
Feng pushed forward until his dick could no longer be seen, lost in the vast cavern of cleavage Asuka's giant tatas provided. His penis head emerged from the other end, lightly touching Asuka's chin before he slid backwards.
It took a few moments for Feng to adjust to how tight Asuka had her boobs pressed, but after a few slow pumps he finally got into a good rhythm. He started pumping between her boobs at a nice, steady pace, Asuka keeping them tight together for maximum pleasure. His moans were uncontrollable as the slick soap was a pleasurable lubricant inside her tight warm cleavage.
"Ahhh...! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!"
Asuka just kept her eyes closed, praying for the moment his release finally erupted and they could call it a night. At the powerful pace Feng was fucking her slippery tits, he would spew in no time. The only positive thing about this was that Asuka's pussy was getting a rest.
"Uhhhh! Uhnnn! UHNNNNNNNN!"
Asuka's eyes were still closed, but she knew it had happened; she could feel the rush of warmth spurting between her boobs and Feng's cock become a lot stickier and slower. She opened her eyes and looked down, seeing much more white than what had been there initially. She had a hard time telling what was soap and what was Feng's cum. She grabbed her breasts and pulled them apart; as they separated, several sticky white strings connected between them like strings on a harp.
"Ugh..." she groaned, her face twisting upon seeing what surprise Feng had left between her boobs.
"That was great. Now let's go to bed." Feng said bluntly. He splashed some water on himself to wash himself off, then went into the bedroom. Thankfully, he left some water for Asuka to cleanse herself as well.
As they slept that night, Asuka pressed against Feng's chest in a tight embrace, she actually felt more good than bad. For once, the ratio had tipped to the positive side. Sure, that was a horrible experience she just went through and she never wanted to do it again... the payoff was still more valuable. This day had taught her that she IS capable of being on Feng's level. And if she can get to Feng's level... she can beat him. That alone was enough to make her forget all about feeling his nasty spunk between her tits.
THE NEXT MORNING, AT A HONG KONG POLICE DEPARTMENT...
Lei Wulong was sitting at his desk, enjoying a nice hot bowl of shrimp and rice soup. He had yet to go out on patrol today, but he was planning on it after finishing his breakfast. Luckily for Lili, she had managed to catch him in time.
"Officer Wulong?" a French accent called out. Lei was so startled that he nearly fell backwards in his chair, which he had leaning back dangerously with his feet on the desk.
"Ah! Uh! Wha...?"
Lei snapped out of his casual, lazy demeanor and straightened himself. He looked up and came face to face with a beautiful young girl with long golden hair. She was wearing a frilly white dress and black sunglasses.
"I said... are you Officer Wulong?" Lili asked, tilting the sunglasses seductively to flash her pretty grayish blue eyes.
"Y-yes. Officer Wulong, at your service!" Lei said with a salute. "What can I do for you, tourist?"
"I'm not a tourist, I'm here for information on Asuka Kazama." Lili replied.
"Asuka... have you seen her recently?" Lei asked.
"No... it seems she has gone missing. I have reason to believe she came here to China. Do you know anything?"
Lei put his hand on his chin. "Hmmmm...well there's only one reason she would come to China. She must be seeking revenge on Feng Wei!"
"Feng Wei?"
"Yeah. He's wanted for murder, aggravated assault, vandalization, among other things. He attacked the Kazama School of Self Defense, gravely injuring Asuka's father in the process. I've been trying to nab that guy for a long time..."
"So you have no idea where this...Feng Wei... could be?"
"Not a clue." Lei shrugged.
"Hmph. Well at least this wasn't a TOTAL waste... good day, officer."
Lili gave a polite bow and waltzed out of the office, a sadistic smile on her face as she spoke aloud.
"Hmmmmm... Feng Wei, huh? I don't know who you are... but if you do anything to my Asuka-chan, I will put you in a world of pain."