Nightshade gasped as Blitz grabbed her left breast, but kept her eyes on the monster and her hands firmly on the Kantana in a defensive posture.<br/><br/>Her top, it's bindings pulled apart in front by lighting fast hands, and then wrenched open to be searched, began unwinding, unsupported now, and handily weighted with many small but heavy metal items.<br/><br/>In seconds, (long after Blitz had wizzed by twice and was out the door after the villain) the left side of her shirt was hanging off her left arm, and her pert breast, just squeezed, was on display.<br/><br/>Nightshade felt the rapid alteration, but did not immediately grasp the situation, her mind being focused on the monstrosity who had just cursed her...