Carmella (angry at Sasha for turning her friend...
WWE Shrink Ray
chapter 6
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The tiny Boss's eyes darted around her surroundings with intense fear. She couldn't believe she'd been so stupid to play around with a mysterious remote without knowing the effects, which had clearly shrunken her down to the size of an action figure. Now she was all alone in a parking lot, where any of her rivals could find her. And that's if she wasn't run over by a car, which now was at least monster-truck size compared to her.
Sasha looked around frantically, desperately trying to think of anything she could do to correct her mistake, when she heard an eardrum-shattering gasp from behind her.
She turned around and looked up a pair of gigantic legs and torso, craning her neck until she was staring into the face of Carmella. Before Sasha could make a move, the Staten Island Princess grabbed the miniature Boss and brought her in front of her delighted face. Sasha kicked and yelled in the giantess' unnecessarily tight grip, but it was no use.
"SASHA? WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?" Carmella asked, taking no particular care of Sasha's tiny ears.
Sasha began shouting her explanation, before Carmella cut her off, this time lowering her voice to make sure that the woman, who she held a particular disdain for, could hear perfectly clearly.
"Not that I actually care. You corrupted Bayley, and now you're in prime position for some well-deserved payback for what you did to my friend."
The tiny Boss gulped at the malevolent expression on Carmella's face, caught between a glare of hatred and a smirk for Sasha's present situation. It was true; Sasha had carefully coaxed Bayley into taking on a more selfish and sadistic persona, letting go of her bubbly, hugging ways and bright personality. And now it seemed that Sasha was going to pay the price. Carmella then let out a taunting giggle that physically hurt Sasha's tiny eardrums.
"Y'know Sasha, if you were still full-sized, I'd give you a bronco buster until your face was rubbed raw by my crotch. Because that's what you deserve. But I think even at this size, I can still perform a pretty close approximation."
All the colour drained from Sasha's face at this implication, leaving her banging in panic on the walls of her fleshy prison after Carmella sealed her inside her closed fist, and made her way over to her car for some privacy.
Still with her six inch prisoner smothered by her fingers, Carmella got inside her car and closed the door. But she didn't start the engine. Instead, she used her free hand to zip her jeans open, exposing her panties. She sunk down in her seat to better protect her privacy, before she withdrew the digits keeping Sasha's mouth firmly closed.
"Now my toy, it's time for your punishment." Carmella grinned manically before she lowered the screaming Sasha down towards her crotch, before slipping her inside her panties. Carmella brought Sasha to her vagina. She used her fingers to pry her pussy lips open, before shoving a frantic Sasha inside, head and shoulders first. The Staten Island Princess threw her head back and moaned in pleasure at the sensation of the action-figure sized Sasha squirming inside of her pussy. Sasha could only scream, echoing into the cave that was Carmella's vagina. The tiny Boss was now nothing more than a sex toy for a woman who despised her.
"Don't hate on this too much Sasha," Carmella grunted. Sasha continued to yell as Carmella started to swirl her around the gigantic pussy. "Because this is F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!"
Carmella increased the speed.
"F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!"
Sasha's screams and cries for mercy went unheeded, Carmella lost in the throes of passion.
"F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!"
This went on for another twenty seconds, Carmella repeating her signature phrase over and over again to taunt her helpless victim. Sasha flailed around, squirming and screaming with all her might to escape, serving only to further stimulate her torturing captor. Eventually Carmella cried out in ecstasy as she climaxed, sending Sasha shooting out, covered in a sticky liquid.
Sasha's panicked breathing didn't slow down as she sat traumatised in a puddle of cum. She watched as Carmella's breathing evened out again, before she fixed her victim with a tormenting grin.
"Now my little toy, we're going to go somewhere for some more fun."
Sasha's mind was too broken to respond with anything other than a sob, as Carmella dried her off with a tissue and placed her in her handbag.
What happens next?
Sasha looked around frantically, desperately trying to think of anything she could do to correct her mistake, when she heard an eardrum-shattering gasp from behind her.
She turned around and looked up a pair of gigantic legs and torso, craning her neck until she was staring into the face of Carmella. Before Sasha could make a move, the Staten Island Princess grabbed the miniature Boss and brought her in front of her delighted face. Sasha kicked and yelled in the giantess' unnecessarily tight grip, but it was no use.
"SASHA? WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?" Carmella asked, taking no particular care of Sasha's tiny ears.
Sasha began shouting her explanation, before Carmella cut her off, this time lowering her voice to make sure that the woman, who she held a particular disdain for, could hear perfectly clearly.
"Not that I actually care. You corrupted Bayley, and now you're in prime position for some well-deserved payback for what you did to my friend."
The tiny Boss gulped at the malevolent expression on Carmella's face, caught between a glare of hatred and a smirk for Sasha's present situation. It was true; Sasha had carefully coaxed Bayley into taking on a more selfish and sadistic persona, letting go of her bubbly, hugging ways and bright personality. And now it seemed that Sasha was going to pay the price. Carmella then let out a taunting giggle that physically hurt Sasha's tiny eardrums.
"Y'know Sasha, if you were still full-sized, I'd give you a bronco buster until your face was rubbed raw by my crotch. Because that's what you deserve. But I think even at this size, I can still perform a pretty close approximation."
All the colour drained from Sasha's face at this implication, leaving her banging in panic on the walls of her fleshy prison after Carmella sealed her inside her closed fist, and made her way over to her car for some privacy.
Still with her six inch prisoner smothered by her fingers, Carmella got inside her car and closed the door. But she didn't start the engine. Instead, she used her free hand to zip her jeans open, exposing her panties. She sunk down in her seat to better protect her privacy, before she withdrew the digits keeping Sasha's mouth firmly closed.
"Now my toy, it's time for your punishment." Carmella grinned manically before she lowered the screaming Sasha down towards her crotch, before slipping her inside her panties. Carmella brought Sasha to her vagina. She used her fingers to pry her pussy lips open, before shoving a frantic Sasha inside, head and shoulders first. The Staten Island Princess threw her head back and moaned in pleasure at the sensation of the action-figure sized Sasha squirming inside of her pussy. Sasha could only scream, echoing into the cave that was Carmella's vagina. The tiny Boss was now nothing more than a sex toy for a woman who despised her.
"Don't hate on this too much Sasha," Carmella grunted. Sasha continued to yell as Carmella started to swirl her around the gigantic pussy. "Because this is F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!"
Carmella increased the speed.
"F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!"
Sasha's screams and cries for mercy went unheeded, Carmella lost in the throes of passion.
"F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!"
This went on for another twenty seconds, Carmella repeating her signature phrase over and over again to taunt her helpless victim. Sasha flailed around, squirming and screaming with all her might to escape, serving only to further stimulate her torturing captor. Eventually Carmella cried out in ecstasy as she climaxed, sending Sasha shooting out, covered in a sticky liquid.
Sasha's panicked breathing didn't slow down as she sat traumatised in a puddle of cum. She watched as Carmella's breathing evened out again, before she fixed her victim with a tormenting grin.
"Now my little toy, we're going to go somewhere for some more fun."
Sasha's mind was too broken to respond with anything other than a sob, as Carmella dried her off with a tissue and placed her in her handbag.
What happens next?
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