Stuck Beneath an Irish (L)Ass
WWE Shrink Ray
chapter 32
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Seth groaned in relief at the crushing weight lifting from his chest, his playful girlfriend lifting her body. A body which was now over double his size.
"Be-Becky," the pint-sized architect wheezed as he realized what she was doing. Becky was repositioning herself.
"Hmmm?" Becky asked innocently as she placed a leg on the side of Seth closest to the back of the couch.
Now that Seth looked up, all he could see was a gigantic Irish moon. Becky's bare ass was hovering above his head, waiting to consume to small man below. "Surely you can't be serious?!" Seth asked in disbelief, a nervous laugh escaping his lips.
"Oh Sethie, are you really tryin' ta say you don't like this nice booty?" Becky asked in an attempt at being playfully sultry, slapping her own ass and sending her butt flesh jiggling. The pale sky above Seth wobbled, and fear stabbed into his chest. Becky was just crazy enough to actually do it.
Becky slowly lowered her perky ass down, taking her time in the knowledge of the power she held over her boyfriend.
"No, don't sit on me-ummmppphhh-"
The Irish woman giggled as she wiggled her cushy rear around on Seth's face, her gigantic cheeks smushing around his face. With the size differential, her ass consumed his entire head, his stomach and legs kicking frantically as his head was compressed.
Meanwhile Becky was in heaven! She could feel Seth's tiny nose poking against her backdoor, his small face wedged between her cheeks. She bit her lip as she continued to squirm around on top of him, enjoying the pleasurable sensation too much to contemplate sitting still. She had just discovered her favorite use for her shrunken boyfriend.
"Oh ho ho Seth, how you doing there?" Becky lifted her butt up, looking over her shoulder.
Seth had to catch his breath first, breathing heavily. "Becky...I can't...please stop..."
"Stop?" Becky scoffed before plunging her backside down onto his face again. "But I thought you liked my arse? You could never get enough of it, ya cheeky lad."
Thankfully Becky wasn't sitting on him fullweight yet, her knees resting on either side of his chest. But it was already enough of a struggle for Seth even while she was taking it easy on him. He only hoped she wouldn't go further.
What happens next?
"Be-Becky," the pint-sized architect wheezed as he realized what she was doing. Becky was repositioning herself.
"Hmmm?" Becky asked innocently as she placed a leg on the side of Seth closest to the back of the couch.
Now that Seth looked up, all he could see was a gigantic Irish moon. Becky's bare ass was hovering above his head, waiting to consume to small man below. "Surely you can't be serious?!" Seth asked in disbelief, a nervous laugh escaping his lips.
"Oh Sethie, are you really tryin' ta say you don't like this nice booty?" Becky asked in an attempt at being playfully sultry, slapping her own ass and sending her butt flesh jiggling. The pale sky above Seth wobbled, and fear stabbed into his chest. Becky was just crazy enough to actually do it.
Becky slowly lowered her perky ass down, taking her time in the knowledge of the power she held over her boyfriend.
"No, don't sit on me-ummmppphhh-"
The Irish woman giggled as she wiggled her cushy rear around on Seth's face, her gigantic cheeks smushing around his face. With the size differential, her ass consumed his entire head, his stomach and legs kicking frantically as his head was compressed.
Meanwhile Becky was in heaven! She could feel Seth's tiny nose poking against her backdoor, his small face wedged between her cheeks. She bit her lip as she continued to squirm around on top of him, enjoying the pleasurable sensation too much to contemplate sitting still. She had just discovered her favorite use for her shrunken boyfriend.
"Oh ho ho Seth, how you doing there?" Becky lifted her butt up, looking over her shoulder.
Seth had to catch his breath first, breathing heavily. "Becky...I can't...please stop..."
"Stop?" Becky scoffed before plunging her backside down onto his face again. "But I thought you liked my arse? You could never get enough of it, ya cheeky lad."
Thankfully Becky wasn't sitting on him fullweight yet, her knees resting on either side of his chest. But it was already enough of a struggle for Seth even while she was taking it easy on him. He only hoped she wouldn't go further.
What happens next?
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