Oh god, no! Jordana had always loved having wrestling matches between the two of you. She always enjoyed the feeling of pinning you or making you submit to her, but you had a feeling that the after-match punishments, which generally involved your face and her butt, were another reason she always forced you into these matches.
You mustered up a tiny bit of courage. “And what if I refuse?” Jordana smiled at this. “We’ll…,” she began. “That is always an option!” You began to feel a tiny bit of hope, but then she continued. “Then again I also have other options,” she said standing up. The pressure from her massive ass left your chest and you gasped for air. You looked up at her as she towered over you looking down at you with a smirk. “If you refuse, I could just shrink you down and have some fun with you.”
You gulped. “What do you mean?”
“Interested? Well if I shrunk you down you’d basically be at my mercy. My own toy to play with,” she said with a smirk. “I could do whatever I wanted with you! I could smother you with my boobs,” she said groping her own chest. I could place you the ground and watch you run as I geared up to belly flop you. Hell! I could even still hold the wrestling match but with amazing odds of winning.”
You felt the gravity of the situation finally hit you. “You can’t do that! I refused to wrestle.”
“And what are you gonna do about it, squirt? If you’re half an inch tall does it really matter what you think anymore? But if you really refuse to wrestle then we can skip straight to my favorite part.” Jordana spun around and presented her ungodly huge ass to you. Her ass never ceased to instill terror in you. It wa still jiggling wildly from the simple act of turning around. The pale flesh of her cheeks protruded from the top of her shorts which had no business containing something so massive. “If you’re so quick to forfeit that’s cool! Im curious to see how it’ll feel to have you pressed between my cheeks at only half an inch tall.”
That’s the ultimate nightmare scenario! You let out a reluctant sigh and said “Fine! I’ll wrestle you, Jordana.”
“Don’t want to go straight into my ass? No matter! You’ll be there by the end of the day,” she said already assured of her victory.
You pulled yourself to your feet. “Alright where are we doing this?”
“Eager to be reunited with my booty? Say the word and you can live there forever.”
“Just shut up and tell me where we’re wrestling,” you snapped.
Jordana’s smirk turned into a slight frown. “I’d watch your tone if I were you!” She took a sudden step toward you. You flinched without a word to respond. “Follow me,” she said.”
You followed behind her as she led you to a different room your eyes glued to her ass as it swayed back and forth. It was almost unnatural how much it shook and jiggled. It was like watching a water bed stuck in an earthquake barely contain by those compression shorts. You’d lost count of how many times your face had been shoved between those cheeks much to the glee of the one they belonged to. And it never gotten any easier or any less humiliating.
“Here we are,” she chimed. You looked up from her add to see she had led you to the den. A mostly empty room save for the TV, a couch and a few comfy chairs. “Let’s begin the match! Take your position,” she ordered. She readied herself at the opposite end of the room. You reluctantly took your spot. Then she begun to count.
“3”
“2”
“1”
“GO!”
As soon as the word go left her lips Jordana charged at you eager to make the pin. There was no way you’d be able to resist a head on attack from her so you try and evade her until she lost enough energy. You dodged her only for her to shift direction and come charging at you again. If you could wear her out you might actually be able to win. If she got a hold of you it would be game over. Jordana’s massive form moved at a barely avoidable speed. She wasn’t just big and powerful. She was quick. A dangerous combination. You tried to dodge her again but you messed up. With all your attention on Jordana you failed to notice the TV remote lying on the ground. You tripped on it falling backwards toward the couch. You land back first on the couch. You look up and see Jordana hovering over you with arms pressed down on the couch trapping you between her and the couch.
She smiled devilishly down at you. “Now the fun begins!” She grabbed your head and shoved it headfirst into her cleavage smothering your face. “Oh Blaise, you devil! What would Lillian think,” she said while squishing her boobs around your head. Then she let herself fall backwards onto the shag carpet while still cradling your face between her chest. She then flipped onto her stomach gearing up for the pin.
“1”
“2”
And suddenly she released her hold on you. You gasped for air confused only to have the sight of boobs replaced with the scourge of your existence… Jordana’s fat ass. She dangled it over you tauntingly. She let you marinate in fear for a few seconds before throwing her legs forward sending her hurtling towards your face booty first. Then there was the impact. Her ass flesh crashed upon you like a hurricane would a bath toy.
“1”
“2”
“3”
She could make out a muffled scream from under her cheeks as she claimed her victory. “Better luck next time,” she mocked followed by a thunderous fart right in your face to add insult to injury.
As she stood up her ass took your face along with it. Your face was wedges so far in her cheeks that they gripped your head even through the compression shorts. Jordana giggled. “Look at you two! It’s almost liked you were made for each other,” she said shaking her ass and you along with it.”
She fished you out of her ass and looked down at you as you coughed and breathed in air that didn’t smell like literal ass. “Now it’s time for the punishment,” she said brandishing the shrink ray with a sadistic smile.
You look up in hottie as she points it at you. You try to flee but she zaps you before you can get anywhere. The world contorts around you and everything gets bigger and bigger until you were standing on a tiny patch of shag carpet.
“What the hell? What happened?” You looked around and everything is massive. Your confusion turns to fear as you notice the mountain sized foot in front of you. You crane your head up and your eyes meet those of Jordana who has become an absolute titan in size. No you were just that small but that knowledge didn’t improve things. Her voice boomed down at you, “Now what we’ve all been waiting for. Blaise! Your punishment for losing is…”
You mustered up a tiny bit of courage. “And what if I refuse?” Jordana smiled at this. “We’ll…,” she began. “That is always an option!” You began to feel a tiny bit of hope, but then she continued. “Then again I also have other options,” she said standing up. The pressure from her massive ass left your chest and you gasped for air. You looked up at her as she towered over you looking down at you with a smirk. “If you refuse, I could just shrink you down and have some fun with you.”
You gulped. “What do you mean?”
“Interested? Well if I shrunk you down you’d basically be at my mercy. My own toy to play with,” she said with a smirk. “I could do whatever I wanted with you! I could smother you with my boobs,” she said groping her own chest. I could place you the ground and watch you run as I geared up to belly flop you. Hell! I could even still hold the wrestling match but with amazing odds of winning.”
You felt the gravity of the situation finally hit you. “You can’t do that! I refused to wrestle.”
“And what are you gonna do about it, squirt? If you’re half an inch tall does it really matter what you think anymore? But if you really refuse to wrestle then we can skip straight to my favorite part.” Jordana spun around and presented her ungodly huge ass to you. Her ass never ceased to instill terror in you. It wa still jiggling wildly from the simple act of turning around. The pale flesh of her cheeks protruded from the top of her shorts which had no business containing something so massive. “If you’re so quick to forfeit that’s cool! Im curious to see how it’ll feel to have you pressed between my cheeks at only half an inch tall.”
That’s the ultimate nightmare scenario! You let out a reluctant sigh and said “Fine! I’ll wrestle you, Jordana.”
“Don’t want to go straight into my ass? No matter! You’ll be there by the end of the day,” she said already assured of her victory.
You pulled yourself to your feet. “Alright where are we doing this?”
“Eager to be reunited with my booty? Say the word and you can live there forever.”
“Just shut up and tell me where we’re wrestling,” you snapped.
Jordana’s smirk turned into a slight frown. “I’d watch your tone if I were you!” She took a sudden step toward you. You flinched without a word to respond. “Follow me,” she said.”
You followed behind her as she led you to a different room your eyes glued to her ass as it swayed back and forth. It was almost unnatural how much it shook and jiggled. It was like watching a water bed stuck in an earthquake barely contain by those compression shorts. You’d lost count of how many times your face had been shoved between those cheeks much to the glee of the one they belonged to. And it never gotten any easier or any less humiliating.
“Here we are,” she chimed. You looked up from her add to see she had led you to the den. A mostly empty room save for the TV, a couch and a few comfy chairs. “Let’s begin the match! Take your position,” she ordered. She readied herself at the opposite end of the room. You reluctantly took your spot. Then she begun to count.
“3”
“2”
“1”
“GO!”
As soon as the word go left her lips Jordana charged at you eager to make the pin. There was no way you’d be able to resist a head on attack from her so you try and evade her until she lost enough energy. You dodged her only for her to shift direction and come charging at you again. If you could wear her out you might actually be able to win. If she got a hold of you it would be game over. Jordana’s massive form moved at a barely avoidable speed. She wasn’t just big and powerful. She was quick. A dangerous combination. You tried to dodge her again but you messed up. With all your attention on Jordana you failed to notice the TV remote lying on the ground. You tripped on it falling backwards toward the couch. You land back first on the couch. You look up and see Jordana hovering over you with arms pressed down on the couch trapping you between her and the couch.
She smiled devilishly down at you. “Now the fun begins!” She grabbed your head and shoved it headfirst into her cleavage smothering your face. “Oh Blaise, you devil! What would Lillian think,” she said while squishing her boobs around your head. Then she let herself fall backwards onto the shag carpet while still cradling your face between her chest. She then flipped onto her stomach gearing up for the pin.
“1”
“2”
And suddenly she released her hold on you. You gasped for air confused only to have the sight of boobs replaced with the scourge of your existence… Jordana’s fat ass. She dangled it over you tauntingly. She let you marinate in fear for a few seconds before throwing her legs forward sending her hurtling towards your face booty first. Then there was the impact. Her ass flesh crashed upon you like a hurricane would a bath toy.
“1”
“2”
“3”
She could make out a muffled scream from under her cheeks as she claimed her victory. “Better luck next time,” she mocked followed by a thunderous fart right in your face to add insult to injury.
As she stood up her ass took your face along with it. Your face was wedges so far in her cheeks that they gripped your head even through the compression shorts. Jordana giggled. “Look at you two! It’s almost liked you were made for each other,” she said shaking her ass and you along with it.”
She fished you out of her ass and looked down at you as you coughed and breathed in air that didn’t smell like literal ass. “Now it’s time for the punishment,” she said brandishing the shrink ray with a sadistic smile.
You look up in hottie as she points it at you. You try to flee but she zaps you before you can get anywhere. The world contorts around you and everything gets bigger and bigger until you were standing on a tiny patch of shag carpet.
“What the hell? What happened?” You looked around and everything is massive. Your confusion turns to fear as you notice the mountain sized foot in front of you. You crane your head up and your eyes meet those of Jordana who has become an absolute titan in size. No you were just that small but that knowledge didn’t improve things. Her voice boomed down at you, “Now what we’ve all been waiting for. Blaise! Your punishment for losing is…”
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