Deciding it'd be best not to give Veronica any more time to mess with your head, you make the first move. Holding your hands up, you quickly approach her, hoping to overpower her and end this match before things get dicey for you. Veronica sees you coming and raises her hands to match yours, initiating a test of strength as they clasp together. To your dismay, you immediately learn that Jezebel has the strength to match her size. It's taking a lot of effort for you to keep even with her, let alone attempt to push her back, and the smug look still on her face makes you worried that she might be holding back. It doesn't help that Veronica's massive, distracting breasts are jiggling directly in front of your face as you two grapple, the proximity making it all too easy for you to notice how they swell against their tight, fishnet confines and lightly bulge through the gaps.
"Mmmm, such a strong, firm grip you have there, love," she purrs. "Makes me wonder what you might do when you really get your hands on me."
"You won't be wondering for much longer," you retort, hoping a confident bluff will help you get your head in the game." I'll have you pinned beneath me in a flash, then you'll see me unleash what I have in store for you."
Enjoying your choice of words, Veronica let's her smirk broaden into a cheeky grin. "Oooh, how exciting. Well, c'mon then, give a girl a little sneak peak." Before you can ask what exactly she meant by that, Veronica slowly heaves her chest out, making you boggle as her breasts balloon towards your gawping face. "If you fancy these beauties so much, tell me what you'd do if you got your hands on them." Jezebel's flirty question catches you completely off-guard, bringing attention to her breasts so they can completely capture your focus while her enthralling perfume gradually dulls your other senses..
Still clasping your hands, Veronica snickers when she notices your resistance slowly giving way to embarrassed stammering. "C'mon, don't get shy on me now, cuite. With a pair of breasts as big and juicy as mine in your face, surely they must make you think long and hard about what you want to do to them...hmm?" Veronica gently jiggles her breasts left and right, nearly mesmerizing you. You're so distracted that you barely notice your strength giving way to Veronica's as she gradually overpowers you, letting you drink in the sight of her abundantly erotic flesh as her body bears down onto yours. Just when you notice your body beginning to crumple beneath Veronica's pressure, she plants her breasts on your face. The soft, pleasant sensation flusters you enough to let your arms go limp for a moment, which Veronica immediately capitalizes on. She puts a strong but feminine hand at the back of your head and effortlessly pulls you deeper into her fishnet-covered bosom, making you give a surprised yelp that’s quickly muffled against her soft flesh.
Rubbing her hand against your head, Jezebel gives a low purr as she relishes the power rush that comes from feeling your smaller body trying to squirm its way free from her powerful, amazonian figure, and she especially loves the cute, desperate noises you make as you struggle. All the while, you’re forced to inhale dangerous amounts of Jezebel’s exhilarating perfume, which further clouds your mind as the lack of oxygen takes its toll on your muscles. "Mmmm, how's that feel, a pair of nice, big tits right in your face? Are they everything you dreamed of and more,” Veronica asks teasingly, knowing full well you can’t answer in her smothering embrace. "Maybe if you turn out to be an obedient little slave I'll even pull this top off and let you taste them." There’s that word again, “slave.” Just what the hell does she plan on doing with you exactly?
You fear you’ll get the answer to that question sooner rather than later, if things continue the way they are. It’s barely been a minute, and she’s nearly suffocated you with barely any effort. You desperately try to squirm your head loose in a bid to turn this match around, but, wherever your face turns, there’s more perfumed boob flesh waiting for it, imprinting Veronica’s scent on you as it smothers you further. Just when you think your first match is about to end before it even started, Veronica suddenly lets you go. Surprised and gasping for air, you stumble backwards from her as she looks on with a coy smirk. “What’s the matter, love. Am I just too breathtaking for you,” she asks with a wink. “Better be careful then. Don’t want this match to end before I can have my fun with my newest toy, now do we?”
Well that was...something. Now you’re really not sure if you can handle this woman. If she gets her hands on you again, you could be done for, and they’ll be calling you “Tiny Tom” before long. As it is, when Veronica was smothering you, you felt a tingling sensation, which you recognized as the same feeling you felt when Touko first injected you with the serum. For some reason, the feeling’s gone now, but it could’ve been a sign that you’re on the verge of shrinking again, and who knows by how much? You’ve really got to end this match quickly.
You try and rush at Veronica, hoping she wouldn’t expect a sudden takedown from a smaller opponent, but, after that bit of smothering, your moves have gotten a bit sluggish. Thanks to that, Veronica can easily track your movements and, as soon as you’re in range, turns and easily counters with a strong, sassy hip-check, stopping you in your tracks. With the wind knocked out of you, Veronica executes her next move, devilishly planning to sink her claws deeper into you.
“Oooh, back for more already, are we?” Stepping to your side, Veronica straddles your left leg between her smooth legs and pulls back on your right arm to hook it under her left armpit, contorting your body into a very uncomfortable position against her. Completing her version of the Cobra Twist, Veronica hooks her arms around your head and pulls, making you groan loudly in pain as she uses her bigger, stronger body as the fulcrum to painfully stretch your abdominals and ribcage. Adding insult to injury, you feel her massive breasts spilling across your body as she clenches you, sensually stimulating you amidst the pain, much to your embarrassment. “Looks like someone’s getting addicted to Jezebel,” she quips as the crowd raves at her sensual performance. “In fact, I wonder…”
Pursuing a naughty hunch, Jezebel brings her attention down to your lower half, and, to her amusement, notices the tent building in your wrestling shorts. With a sultry smirk, she places a hand on your chest and traces it down along your body, her delicate touch making you wince, until she reaches your crotch. You give a surprised yelp when you feel Veronica begin to gently toy with your growing erection through your shorts, in front of everybody. “Yep, getting nice and hard for me,” Jezebel says with a satisfied purr. “Such a good little boy toy, showing appreciation for his mistress, even when she has to get a little rough with him.”
Instantly flustered, you try and yell, “H-hey, w-what are yo--mmrphh,” but, as soon as you turn your head, Veronica squeezes it again, silencing your protests as your face is shoved against part of one of her massive breasts. From here, Jezebel seamlessly transitions into a standing Dragon Sleeper hold, wrenching your head beneath her underarm and making your body bend backwards so she can reach your cock more easily. As she does, you continue to feel her heavy, scented tit flesh weigh down on your head, smothering any chance of escape.
“Shhh. Good slaves seen and not heard, so just hush up and enjoy already. Let Jezebel take care of allllll the rest,” she coos as she continues to toy with your clothed manhood, making your lower body twitch as your arousal is made more and more obvious to everyone watching.
Great, now this woman is completely manhandling you in front of all the fans, and they’re loving it. If you hope to end this match with at least some of your dignity, you have to fight your way out of this. Veronica lets out a surprised coo when she feels you start to struggle with a surprising vigor, inadvertently waving your clothed erection in the air as you try to get loose.
“Hmmm, looks like I’ll have to soften you up a bit more first before I can get you to really submit. No problem. And don’t worry, love: I’ll be certain to still keep a certain part of you hard as I do.” Keeping hold of your head, Veronica turns around, further forcing your body to bend over backwards as she steps over it, and traps your head between her smooth, warm thighs. She clenches her legs together a couple of times, making you groan from the powerful pressure, just so she can enjoy the feeling of your muffled voice meekly vibrating against her crotch. After “securing” you in place, Veronica leaps in the air and kicks her legs out, letting her amazonian body plummet to the floor with your face directly beneath it. Upon impact, you give a pained groan from Veronica’s huge butt pounding on your head, nearly enveloping it with its soft, creamy flesh.
Her move a success, she gives her hips a few victory wiggles atop your head, pummelling it with her meaty cheeks. Veronica looks over her shoulder and, to her satisfaction, sees your cock twitching in your shorts, confirming that her move was just as pleasurable as it was painful. She also notices you’re still struggling to get loose from her, despite it all. Clearly you’ve still got some fight left in you. Good. She’s just starting to have some fun.
"Mmmm, such a strong, firm grip you have there, love," she purrs. "Makes me wonder what you might do when you really get your hands on me."
"You won't be wondering for much longer," you retort, hoping a confident bluff will help you get your head in the game." I'll have you pinned beneath me in a flash, then you'll see me unleash what I have in store for you."
Enjoying your choice of words, Veronica let's her smirk broaden into a cheeky grin. "Oooh, how exciting. Well, c'mon then, give a girl a little sneak peak." Before you can ask what exactly she meant by that, Veronica slowly heaves her chest out, making you boggle as her breasts balloon towards your gawping face. "If you fancy these beauties so much, tell me what you'd do if you got your hands on them." Jezebel's flirty question catches you completely off-guard, bringing attention to her breasts so they can completely capture your focus while her enthralling perfume gradually dulls your other senses..
Still clasping your hands, Veronica snickers when she notices your resistance slowly giving way to embarrassed stammering. "C'mon, don't get shy on me now, cuite. With a pair of breasts as big and juicy as mine in your face, surely they must make you think long and hard about what you want to do to them...hmm?" Veronica gently jiggles her breasts left and right, nearly mesmerizing you. You're so distracted that you barely notice your strength giving way to Veronica's as she gradually overpowers you, letting you drink in the sight of her abundantly erotic flesh as her body bears down onto yours. Just when you notice your body beginning to crumple beneath Veronica's pressure, she plants her breasts on your face. The soft, pleasant sensation flusters you enough to let your arms go limp for a moment, which Veronica immediately capitalizes on. She puts a strong but feminine hand at the back of your head and effortlessly pulls you deeper into her fishnet-covered bosom, making you give a surprised yelp that’s quickly muffled against her soft flesh.
Rubbing her hand against your head, Jezebel gives a low purr as she relishes the power rush that comes from feeling your smaller body trying to squirm its way free from her powerful, amazonian figure, and she especially loves the cute, desperate noises you make as you struggle. All the while, you’re forced to inhale dangerous amounts of Jezebel’s exhilarating perfume, which further clouds your mind as the lack of oxygen takes its toll on your muscles. "Mmmm, how's that feel, a pair of nice, big tits right in your face? Are they everything you dreamed of and more,” Veronica asks teasingly, knowing full well you can’t answer in her smothering embrace. "Maybe if you turn out to be an obedient little slave I'll even pull this top off and let you taste them." There’s that word again, “slave.” Just what the hell does she plan on doing with you exactly?
You fear you’ll get the answer to that question sooner rather than later, if things continue the way they are. It’s barely been a minute, and she’s nearly suffocated you with barely any effort. You desperately try to squirm your head loose in a bid to turn this match around, but, wherever your face turns, there’s more perfumed boob flesh waiting for it, imprinting Veronica’s scent on you as it smothers you further. Just when you think your first match is about to end before it even started, Veronica suddenly lets you go. Surprised and gasping for air, you stumble backwards from her as she looks on with a coy smirk. “What’s the matter, love. Am I just too breathtaking for you,” she asks with a wink. “Better be careful then. Don’t want this match to end before I can have my fun with my newest toy, now do we?”
Well that was...something. Now you’re really not sure if you can handle this woman. If she gets her hands on you again, you could be done for, and they’ll be calling you “Tiny Tom” before long. As it is, when Veronica was smothering you, you felt a tingling sensation, which you recognized as the same feeling you felt when Touko first injected you with the serum. For some reason, the feeling’s gone now, but it could’ve been a sign that you’re on the verge of shrinking again, and who knows by how much? You’ve really got to end this match quickly.
You try and rush at Veronica, hoping she wouldn’t expect a sudden takedown from a smaller opponent, but, after that bit of smothering, your moves have gotten a bit sluggish. Thanks to that, Veronica can easily track your movements and, as soon as you’re in range, turns and easily counters with a strong, sassy hip-check, stopping you in your tracks. With the wind knocked out of you, Veronica executes her next move, devilishly planning to sink her claws deeper into you.
“Oooh, back for more already, are we?” Stepping to your side, Veronica straddles your left leg between her smooth legs and pulls back on your right arm to hook it under her left armpit, contorting your body into a very uncomfortable position against her. Completing her version of the Cobra Twist, Veronica hooks her arms around your head and pulls, making you groan loudly in pain as she uses her bigger, stronger body as the fulcrum to painfully stretch your abdominals and ribcage. Adding insult to injury, you feel her massive breasts spilling across your body as she clenches you, sensually stimulating you amidst the pain, much to your embarrassment. “Looks like someone’s getting addicted to Jezebel,” she quips as the crowd raves at her sensual performance. “In fact, I wonder…”
Pursuing a naughty hunch, Jezebel brings her attention down to your lower half, and, to her amusement, notices the tent building in your wrestling shorts. With a sultry smirk, she places a hand on your chest and traces it down along your body, her delicate touch making you wince, until she reaches your crotch. You give a surprised yelp when you feel Veronica begin to gently toy with your growing erection through your shorts, in front of everybody. “Yep, getting nice and hard for me,” Jezebel says with a satisfied purr. “Such a good little boy toy, showing appreciation for his mistress, even when she has to get a little rough with him.”
Instantly flustered, you try and yell, “H-hey, w-what are yo--mmrphh,” but, as soon as you turn your head, Veronica squeezes it again, silencing your protests as your face is shoved against part of one of her massive breasts. From here, Jezebel seamlessly transitions into a standing Dragon Sleeper hold, wrenching your head beneath her underarm and making your body bend backwards so she can reach your cock more easily. As she does, you continue to feel her heavy, scented tit flesh weigh down on your head, smothering any chance of escape.
“Shhh. Good slaves seen and not heard, so just hush up and enjoy already. Let Jezebel take care of allllll the rest,” she coos as she continues to toy with your clothed manhood, making your lower body twitch as your arousal is made more and more obvious to everyone watching.
Great, now this woman is completely manhandling you in front of all the fans, and they’re loving it. If you hope to end this match with at least some of your dignity, you have to fight your way out of this. Veronica lets out a surprised coo when she feels you start to struggle with a surprising vigor, inadvertently waving your clothed erection in the air as you try to get loose.
“Hmmm, looks like I’ll have to soften you up a bit more first before I can get you to really submit. No problem. And don’t worry, love: I’ll be certain to still keep a certain part of you hard as I do.” Keeping hold of your head, Veronica turns around, further forcing your body to bend over backwards as she steps over it, and traps your head between her smooth, warm thighs. She clenches her legs together a couple of times, making you groan from the powerful pressure, just so she can enjoy the feeling of your muffled voice meekly vibrating against her crotch. After “securing” you in place, Veronica leaps in the air and kicks her legs out, letting her amazonian body plummet to the floor with your face directly beneath it. Upon impact, you give a pained groan from Veronica’s huge butt pounding on your head, nearly enveloping it with its soft, creamy flesh.
Her move a success, she gives her hips a few victory wiggles atop your head, pummelling it with her meaty cheeks. Veronica looks over her shoulder and, to her satisfaction, sees your cock twitching in your shorts, confirming that her move was just as pleasurable as it was painful. She also notices you’re still struggling to get loose from her, despite it all. Clearly you’ve still got some fight left in you. Good. She’s just starting to have some fun.
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