"They're yours then. Lop ‘em off whenever you're ready. I'll just sit here and cum again."
A second tech reached between Jane's wide spread thighs and plunged three fingers into her sopping cunt. "Oooh!" Jane sighed. "I really needed something in my puss! Fuck me hard!" With his thumb on her engorged clit, he obliged her, pounding his hand in and out. With her pussy finally filled, Jane panted and rolled her hips as she rose to another cum. Gasping, she cried "Now! Do it now!"
*TCHUNK!* One skinless tit dropped onto her lap. *TCHUNK!* Its mate followed as she erupted. Dropping the shears, the medical tech sealed the wounds on her chest. Pulling his hand from her spasming cunt, the second tech presented his fingers for Jane to clean. Jane happily licked her pungent juices from his fingers.
Untying the girl, the two techs helped her up from the chair. "Enjoy my tits!" she told them. "I'm sorry they're skinless, but, you know…"
"That's fine!" they assured her. "The titmeat is the best part! We'll have them for dinner tonight."
As Jane rejoined her friends, they all clustered together for a group hug. Inez commiserated with Jane. "I can't believe he took off with just your tit skin! And he didn't even finish debreasting you and just left you tied up! What a jerk!"
"I know." Jane answered. "Thank heavens for those two med techs. They finished it up stupendously well. Now what do we do?"
Lost for words, they all looked at one another. Their plans had focused on being debreasted but not on what they would do afterward. Suddenly a voice broke the silence.
"Well! Well! Look at the titless cheerleading squad. You girls look a bit flat! I can't believe you were dumb enough to go through with it. You all must have gotten tits instead of brains!"
"What do you mean, dumb?" demanded Allison. "We lost the cheerleading contest to you five sluts because you cheated!, but the losing squad has to give up their tits."
"Are you that stupid?" The buxom rival cheerleader retorted. "There is no law that says that."
"Maybe not." Rejoined Jane. "But the tradition has always been that the losers are debreasted."
"To hell with tradition! We're not losing our beautiful tits for that!" the girl cupped her 44C's with both hands. "These babies are staying right where they belong. No law ... No tits."
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