The Black Widow is Caught in the Hugger's Web
WWE Shrink Ray
chapter 9
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AJ was using all her strength to peel Sasha off the tights she was stuck to, but was hardly making any progress. She kept at it until she heard the shower turn off and Bayley's footsteps start to grow closer. With an extra burst of adrenaline, she felt Sasha's body start to separate from the seam of Bayley's tights, though she had to retreat when Bayley walked back into the locker area, still nude from the shower. AJ sat down on the opposite bench from Sasha and Bayley's tights, keeping an eye on the tiny flattened woman. "Uh, Bayley, you just going to walk back home naked?" She joked.
"No silly, I forgot my towel so I have to airdry. Why don't you stay and chat? It'll be a while before I dry off." Bayley walked over opposite AJ, the Black Widow forced to stifle a scream as the bare moons of Bayley plummeted onto her tights, undoing all of AJ's work and once again making Sasha disappear from view.
AJ figured she wanted to find out what Bayley was planning anyway, "uh sure thing Bay, maybe we can go over our match?" Bayley nodded and the two talked over what went right and wrong for the next few minutes.
Bayley abruptly stood up and walked over to her locker, grabbing a pair of gray sweatpants that said JUICY on the butt area of the pants. She shimmied the pants on, AJ watching the entire time and shuddering as she saw Bayley's ass somehow fill out the entirety of the sweatpants. The Hugger walked back over to the benches, picking up her tights as she noticed Sasha didn't appear to be in the same place as she was before her shower. Piecing this together with the fact that AJ had appeared nervous most of the night, she realized what must have happened.
She turned to the nerve-wracked woman opposite her, figuring she could have some fun with this. "Oh, darn it, looks like this sticker is already falling off. I only glued her, I mean it, on earlier so I guess I'll have to do something more permanent. Hey AJ, you said you're good with needles right? If you've got time, would you mind helping me sew this logo on tonight?"
AJ was worried, her plan to get Sasha off may have just doomed her forever. She had to play it cool with Bayley though: "Oh, um, yeah sure thing Bay. I don't mind."
A smug smile spread across Bayley's face. "Well, let's go then, no point wasting time."
A few minutes later, the women gather around the design room, Bayley deliberately picking the sewing station that Sasha's husband worked at. She set the tights down on the machine, handing the 'sticker' of Sasha over to AJ. "Make sure it's right on the seam there, remember she's supposed to be hugging my crack." AJ slowly nodded, gulping as she placed Sasha face down in the center of the pants, starting up the sewing machine.
After the work was done, AJ slowly got up from the chair, racking her brain desperately to try to find a way to free Sasha. She peered into Bayley's eyes as the Role Model retrieved her tights, running a finger over the shrunken woman. "Well, look at that. Great job AJ, she's never getting off now. Isn't that right, Lexi?" She narrowed her eyes at AJ, who turned and looked as Alexa Bliss came around the corner with the shrink ray in her hand. "How funny is this, AJ? You were the only one trying to help Sasha, and ironically, it was you that just turned her into a permanent decoration on my ass. But, unfortunately, I can't let you leave here. You might be able to convince someone where Sasha is, and she's going to look far too good buried in my ass for me to let her go. Have your fun, Alexa. She's all yours." Bayley grabbed her tights and headed for the exit, just as Alexa pointed the remote at AJ and shrunk her down. She grabbed her diminutive form and headed for the sewing machine, turning around and pulling down her yoga pants. Bayley smirked as she could hear Alexa's voice trailing down the empty hallway as she headed for the door, "I like Bayley's idea, but I think you'd look much better on my underwear."
Bayley threw the tights down on the front seat of her car, the butt area that made up Sasha's new residence landing face up and providing a cushion for the monster ass that soon landed fullweight on the seat. Alexa stripped out of her lacy pink panties, nuzzling AJ's tiny shrieking body right in the center as she got to work. "You'll make a great wedgie."
"No silly, I forgot my towel so I have to airdry. Why don't you stay and chat? It'll be a while before I dry off." Bayley walked over opposite AJ, the Black Widow forced to stifle a scream as the bare moons of Bayley plummeted onto her tights, undoing all of AJ's work and once again making Sasha disappear from view.
AJ figured she wanted to find out what Bayley was planning anyway, "uh sure thing Bay, maybe we can go over our match?" Bayley nodded and the two talked over what went right and wrong for the next few minutes.
Bayley abruptly stood up and walked over to her locker, grabbing a pair of gray sweatpants that said JUICY on the butt area of the pants. She shimmied the pants on, AJ watching the entire time and shuddering as she saw Bayley's ass somehow fill out the entirety of the sweatpants. The Hugger walked back over to the benches, picking up her tights as she noticed Sasha didn't appear to be in the same place as she was before her shower. Piecing this together with the fact that AJ had appeared nervous most of the night, she realized what must have happened.
She turned to the nerve-wracked woman opposite her, figuring she could have some fun with this. "Oh, darn it, looks like this sticker is already falling off. I only glued her, I mean it, on earlier so I guess I'll have to do something more permanent. Hey AJ, you said you're good with needles right? If you've got time, would you mind helping me sew this logo on tonight?"
AJ was worried, her plan to get Sasha off may have just doomed her forever. She had to play it cool with Bayley though: "Oh, um, yeah sure thing Bay. I don't mind."
A smug smile spread across Bayley's face. "Well, let's go then, no point wasting time."
A few minutes later, the women gather around the design room, Bayley deliberately picking the sewing station that Sasha's husband worked at. She set the tights down on the machine, handing the 'sticker' of Sasha over to AJ. "Make sure it's right on the seam there, remember she's supposed to be hugging my crack." AJ slowly nodded, gulping as she placed Sasha face down in the center of the pants, starting up the sewing machine.
After the work was done, AJ slowly got up from the chair, racking her brain desperately to try to find a way to free Sasha. She peered into Bayley's eyes as the Role Model retrieved her tights, running a finger over the shrunken woman. "Well, look at that. Great job AJ, she's never getting off now. Isn't that right, Lexi?" She narrowed her eyes at AJ, who turned and looked as Alexa Bliss came around the corner with the shrink ray in her hand. "How funny is this, AJ? You were the only one trying to help Sasha, and ironically, it was you that just turned her into a permanent decoration on my ass. But, unfortunately, I can't let you leave here. You might be able to convince someone where Sasha is, and she's going to look far too good buried in my ass for me to let her go. Have your fun, Alexa. She's all yours." Bayley grabbed her tights and headed for the exit, just as Alexa pointed the remote at AJ and shrunk her down. She grabbed her diminutive form and headed for the sewing machine, turning around and pulling down her yoga pants. Bayley smirked as she could hear Alexa's voice trailing down the empty hallway as she headed for the door, "I like Bayley's idea, but I think you'd look much better on my underwear."
Bayley threw the tights down on the front seat of her car, the butt area that made up Sasha's new residence landing face up and providing a cushion for the monster ass that soon landed fullweight on the seat. Alexa stripped out of her lacy pink panties, nuzzling AJ's tiny shrieking body right in the center as she got to work. "You'll make a great wedgie."
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