You cause trouble for Patty
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 8
After what felt like an eternity of being submersed beneath Patty's meaty, squishy rump, you finally saw a blinding light as she leaned forward to examine her eyeliner in the mirror. You loudly inhaled, trying to keep from passing out, as Patty's enormous, jiggly behind hovered just over your face, threateningly quivering to drop at any moment. You heard Patty scoff from above, "Hmph, are you tired out already? Just from being my seat? It hasn't even been five whole minutes!" What? No way that's all it had been! Patty continued speaking as she still looked into the mirror and fiddled with her eyelashes, "But if you want, like, a little reward, then how about this?" Still focusing on her grooming, Patty reached back and hooked one finger under her panties, before pulling them upwards. You stared as the little "kiss me" message sunk up into her thick ass cheeks and nearly disappeared, while her tight pussy lips were suddenly outlined by the taut fabric in the front. You'd never admit it to her, but Patty's rear-end was a very impressive sight. You tried to will away the immediate and rather powerful sense of arousal that momentarily washed over you; the last thing you ever wanted was for an egocentric girl like Patty to get under your skin.
Patty, figuring she had done a good deed by having generously graced you with the view of her fabulous behind, smirked and said with almost unbearable arrogance, "You're welcome, newbie."
As you started to regain your senses from the pounding you had received earlier, you croaked angrily, "What, you really expect me to fucking thank you?"
Slightly shocked and annoyed that you hadn't immediately praised her shapely rear, Patty scoffed. "Well ex-cuuuuse me, twerp! It's not just any day that I let a fan get such an up close look at the ass of their princess. I thought you'd have appreciated the nice gesture." Ugh, was this chick for real? How could anyone be so conceited!?
Still staring right into the rounded underside of Patty's ass, you shouted, "I'm not a fan of yours, idiot, I'm a wrestler!"
Patty finally looked over one shoulder, arching her back and making her ass bulge against her taut panties as she glanced down at you with a belittling sneer. "Ummm, the only people who aren't fans of all this...” As if she needed to remind you of its presence, Patty haughtily slapped a hand to her ass, causing it to quake vigorously right in front of your eyes as her delicate fingers squeezed into her bare flesh. "- are people who have too much of an ego to admit how badly they want me." As she continued to insolently squeeze her fingertips into her bulging ass cheek, right over your eyes, you couldn't help but roll your eyes. Right, everyone else has the ego problem... You really had to admit though, Patty was absolutely gorgeous. It's just too bad her personality was so abrasive. You felt a slightly uncomfortable sensation as blood began flowing into your groin, and your shorts grew tight, as you watched the bratty girl continuing to pinch and fondle her rounded ass above you. After a few more seconds of massaging her ass right in front of you, Patty turned back around to her mirror and harumphed, "Whatever. Anyway, like, quit breathing on my ass, would you? I can't concentrate up here."
Unable to hold back your contempt, you began to shout, "Well MAYBE you shouldn't have tied my head to your STOOL then, you stupid little bitch!" and kicked at your leg-restraints, hoping to break them or at least maybe knock Patty's table over or something. You heard a rattling on the vanity table, as your furious yanking shook several bottles of perfume, pictures, and grooming accessories around. Patty exclaimed angrily, "Hey! What do you think you're doing!?" as several things rolled across her desk and fell to the floor. You felt a great amount of satisfaction as Patty nervously and clumsily scrambled to keep her piles of junk from flying everywhere. You were savoring your bit of revenge against the brat who had tied you up to her dressing room stool, right up until, in a moment of melodramatic whining, Patty threw her arms up and cried, "UGH!" before she grumpily collapsed onto her chair. The obnoxious brat's body immediately slammed over onto your face in a bouncy, jiggly heap, cramming your previously smiling face right into her humongous bubble butt. Patty crossed her arms as she looked at all of the stuff you had knocked to the floor, and pouted, "Great! Now my shit's all over the place. Thanks a lot, rookie." Patty accentuated her complaint by arching her back and grinding down against you, sinking your bare face between her thighs until you were pressed tightly into her panties, until you could hardly breath, which is just what she wanted.
Patty, not wanting to deal with you for the time being, looked down at her messy floor, which was littered with discarded clothing, rolled up posters, shoes, and other junk she couldn't be bothered to clean up, in addition to several items you had caused her to drop. You felt your face being pulled further between her warm ass cheeks as she twisted left and right, but Patty wasn't paying you any mind for the time being. You were a little irritated, to say the least, that your clever plan had backfired, leaving you once again squashed beneath this petulant princess.
Seeing lots of expensive things on the floor that she was going to have to pick up, Patty sighed and said, "I can't believe the mess you made! Now I'm gonna have to pick it all up myself. And I JUST did my nails too, ugh." Patty huffed again, not looking forward to the tiny amount of labor she was going to have to do, until she got an idea. Leaning over so she could speak more clearly to you (even though her shapely rear had your face totally sealed against the chair), Patty said, "Hey twerp. Since you made this mess, you're gonna help me clean it up. Now sit still, you're gonna keep me up off the icky floor." Having vaguely explained your role, Patty slid her ass forwards, grinding it across your face one last time, before she finally dropped forwards. You felt her slide across your chest and stomach, before landing heavily in your lap, making you let out a loud Oof! as she bounced into place. Patty didn't seem to notice, but she had dropped her gigantic buttocks right over your groin when she fell. Hopefully she wouldn't figure that out; there was no telling how such an egotistical tease would react to seeing you aroused by her, despite your earlier protesting.
Patty wiggled her ample posterior in place, obliviously grinding down against your hardening groin, as she scoffed, "There! Now I won't have to break my back picking all this stuff up, thanks to my special seat."
You immediately shouted, "Patty, would you get the hell off me, already? This has gone on long eno-mfff!"
You were cut off as Patty reached back and stuffed a spare pair of panties into your mouth, gagging you, "I am so not in the mood for your whining right now, so hush up." With you taken care of, Patty crossed her sock-clad legs, sitting on you like a little raised platform as she scanned the floor. Patty spent a few minutes tossing stuff back onto her table, during which time you had no choice but to continuously breath the musky scent coming from her panties, and to try and ignore the warm sensation of her bottom weighing against you. It was difficult, though: Patty's careless movements continuously jiggled her round, bare buttocks against your stomach and your cock, and you could feel your member responding positively. You tried your hardest to will the growing sensation in your shorts away, as you felt your dick beginning to press up against the underside of Patty's soft, plush butt cheeks. It didn't help that Patty was constantly readjusting herself on top of you, which only served to grind her various bare or tightly-clad body parts against you. Somehow, though Patty was too distracted with cleaning up her mess to feel your cock poking against her.
When it looked like she had almost gotten everything within reach, Patty twisted around and grumbled, "You know, you aren't very comfortable to sit on." You tried to respond with a sarcastic Well excuse me, princess! but the gag made your insult come out sounding rather pitiful. Patty huffed and turned in the other direction, grinding her huge ass over your hardened member again, as she complained over her shoulder, "Ugh, like, what's even poking into me back there? Am I sitting on a bottle of perfume or something?" Patty leaned to the side, pressing herself against your thigh as she slid a hand under one ass cheek to feel for whatever was irritating her. You could feel her hand reach down as Patty began curiously explored your shorts, blindly searching for the offending object. It wasn't long before Patty's delicate fingertips bumped into your hardened shaft, making you let out a small grunt of pleasure. Patty didn't seem to notice your reaction, however, as she exclaimed, "The fuck is this?" and gave the hard object she had found a few nudges with her finger, making you squirm anxiously beneath her as your cock was prodded left and right by this annoying girl.
What does Patty do next?
Patty, figuring she had done a good deed by having generously graced you with the view of her fabulous behind, smirked and said with almost unbearable arrogance, "You're welcome, newbie."
As you started to regain your senses from the pounding you had received earlier, you croaked angrily, "What, you really expect me to fucking thank you?"
Slightly shocked and annoyed that you hadn't immediately praised her shapely rear, Patty scoffed. "Well ex-cuuuuse me, twerp! It's not just any day that I let a fan get such an up close look at the ass of their princess. I thought you'd have appreciated the nice gesture." Ugh, was this chick for real? How could anyone be so conceited!?
Still staring right into the rounded underside of Patty's ass, you shouted, "I'm not a fan of yours, idiot, I'm a wrestler!"
Patty finally looked over one shoulder, arching her back and making her ass bulge against her taut panties as she glanced down at you with a belittling sneer. "Ummm, the only people who aren't fans of all this...” As if she needed to remind you of its presence, Patty haughtily slapped a hand to her ass, causing it to quake vigorously right in front of your eyes as her delicate fingers squeezed into her bare flesh. "- are people who have too much of an ego to admit how badly they want me." As she continued to insolently squeeze her fingertips into her bulging ass cheek, right over your eyes, you couldn't help but roll your eyes. Right, everyone else has the ego problem... You really had to admit though, Patty was absolutely gorgeous. It's just too bad her personality was so abrasive. You felt a slightly uncomfortable sensation as blood began flowing into your groin, and your shorts grew tight, as you watched the bratty girl continuing to pinch and fondle her rounded ass above you. After a few more seconds of massaging her ass right in front of you, Patty turned back around to her mirror and harumphed, "Whatever. Anyway, like, quit breathing on my ass, would you? I can't concentrate up here."
Unable to hold back your contempt, you began to shout, "Well MAYBE you shouldn't have tied my head to your STOOL then, you stupid little bitch!" and kicked at your leg-restraints, hoping to break them or at least maybe knock Patty's table over or something. You heard a rattling on the vanity table, as your furious yanking shook several bottles of perfume, pictures, and grooming accessories around. Patty exclaimed angrily, "Hey! What do you think you're doing!?" as several things rolled across her desk and fell to the floor. You felt a great amount of satisfaction as Patty nervously and clumsily scrambled to keep her piles of junk from flying everywhere. You were savoring your bit of revenge against the brat who had tied you up to her dressing room stool, right up until, in a moment of melodramatic whining, Patty threw her arms up and cried, "UGH!" before she grumpily collapsed onto her chair. The obnoxious brat's body immediately slammed over onto your face in a bouncy, jiggly heap, cramming your previously smiling face right into her humongous bubble butt. Patty crossed her arms as she looked at all of the stuff you had knocked to the floor, and pouted, "Great! Now my shit's all over the place. Thanks a lot, rookie." Patty accentuated her complaint by arching her back and grinding down against you, sinking your bare face between her thighs until you were pressed tightly into her panties, until you could hardly breath, which is just what she wanted.
Patty, not wanting to deal with you for the time being, looked down at her messy floor, which was littered with discarded clothing, rolled up posters, shoes, and other junk she couldn't be bothered to clean up, in addition to several items you had caused her to drop. You felt your face being pulled further between her warm ass cheeks as she twisted left and right, but Patty wasn't paying you any mind for the time being. You were a little irritated, to say the least, that your clever plan had backfired, leaving you once again squashed beneath this petulant princess.
Seeing lots of expensive things on the floor that she was going to have to pick up, Patty sighed and said, "I can't believe the mess you made! Now I'm gonna have to pick it all up myself. And I JUST did my nails too, ugh." Patty huffed again, not looking forward to the tiny amount of labor she was going to have to do, until she got an idea. Leaning over so she could speak more clearly to you (even though her shapely rear had your face totally sealed against the chair), Patty said, "Hey twerp. Since you made this mess, you're gonna help me clean it up. Now sit still, you're gonna keep me up off the icky floor." Having vaguely explained your role, Patty slid her ass forwards, grinding it across your face one last time, before she finally dropped forwards. You felt her slide across your chest and stomach, before landing heavily in your lap, making you let out a loud Oof! as she bounced into place. Patty didn't seem to notice, but she had dropped her gigantic buttocks right over your groin when she fell. Hopefully she wouldn't figure that out; there was no telling how such an egotistical tease would react to seeing you aroused by her, despite your earlier protesting.
Patty wiggled her ample posterior in place, obliviously grinding down against your hardening groin, as she scoffed, "There! Now I won't have to break my back picking all this stuff up, thanks to my special seat."
You immediately shouted, "Patty, would you get the hell off me, already? This has gone on long eno-mfff!"
You were cut off as Patty reached back and stuffed a spare pair of panties into your mouth, gagging you, "I am so not in the mood for your whining right now, so hush up." With you taken care of, Patty crossed her sock-clad legs, sitting on you like a little raised platform as she scanned the floor. Patty spent a few minutes tossing stuff back onto her table, during which time you had no choice but to continuously breath the musky scent coming from her panties, and to try and ignore the warm sensation of her bottom weighing against you. It was difficult, though: Patty's careless movements continuously jiggled her round, bare buttocks against your stomach and your cock, and you could feel your member responding positively. You tried your hardest to will the growing sensation in your shorts away, as you felt your dick beginning to press up against the underside of Patty's soft, plush butt cheeks. It didn't help that Patty was constantly readjusting herself on top of you, which only served to grind her various bare or tightly-clad body parts against you. Somehow, though Patty was too distracted with cleaning up her mess to feel your cock poking against her.
When it looked like she had almost gotten everything within reach, Patty twisted around and grumbled, "You know, you aren't very comfortable to sit on." You tried to respond with a sarcastic Well excuse me, princess! but the gag made your insult come out sounding rather pitiful. Patty huffed and turned in the other direction, grinding her huge ass over your hardened member again, as she complained over her shoulder, "Ugh, like, what's even poking into me back there? Am I sitting on a bottle of perfume or something?" Patty leaned to the side, pressing herself against your thigh as she slid a hand under one ass cheek to feel for whatever was irritating her. You could feel her hand reach down as Patty began curiously explored your shorts, blindly searching for the offending object. It wasn't long before Patty's delicate fingertips bumped into your hardened shaft, making you let out a small grunt of pleasure. Patty didn't seem to notice your reaction, however, as she exclaimed, "The fuck is this?" and gave the hard object she had found a few nudges with her finger, making you squirm anxiously beneath her as your cock was prodded left and right by this annoying girl.
What does Patty do next?
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May 31, 2023
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