Jules winces as her finger take his nipple, squeezing it, sending jolts of pain through his body.  He shifts as she continues the pinching.  Giving a faint nod in return.  He does look breasts, but has to wonder what her game is.  Still smarting from the pinch, he lifts his head to return the kiss.  Letting a soft whimper escape into her lips as her teeth bite down on his lips, a trickle of blood flowing from the spot.<br/><br/>He does squirm as her fingers  pinch down, twisting his nipple this way and that way.  There is pain, oh yes, but also a warm tingling as well.  His eyes are closed, his body shifting about as the tingle increases.  A new pain rising from the skin of his chest, almost... almost like it was being stretched further and further out.<br/><br/>Jules stands there, as somehow, something seems to be throwing his balance off, like some weight had been added to his chest.  And leather seems to be stretched about it, rubbing against him, until that leather is tight about him, those metal rings now pressed around his nipples.<br/><br/>He reopens his eyes, looking down, as he can the swell of breasts held prisoner in those straps.  He blinks, staring at them in shock.  Snapping out of it as one of her hands squeezes his sac, a groan forced out of him.<br/><br/>Jules almost cringes as her fingers brush against his new nipples, taking in a deep breath at the contact.  Shifting his attention back to her, looking up to her, as she towers over him.  Maybe a bit more than before, but he can't be sure.<br/><br/>Jules takes a breath, as his breasts jiggle and wobble from the slap, a droplet of something falling from them to the ground.  He shifts, his new breasts moving about in their leathery prison.  "W-w-w-hat did you do to me?  Why... why did you do this to me?" he asks, not noticing the slightly higher tenor in his voice.