Abused by Jezebel, the crowd, and even the referee
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 9
Jezebel remained sitting on your lap, keeping your face stuffed into her abundant cleavage, for nearly a minute until she seemingly thought of something fun. "Oh... I know what you might enjoy!" Before explaining any further, Jezebel hopped to her feet, and then expertly hoisted you into the air. You tried to catch your balance but Jezebel wasn't giving you a moment of reprieve, and you were still stunned from nearly suffocating against her. In mere seconds Jezebel had thrown you backwards over the ropes and caught your legs, hanging you over the side of the ring. The (upside-down) sight of hundreds of screaming girls filled your vision as you blinked a few times, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
As she casually leaned over to rest her heavy chest against your waist, Jezebel announced, "Alright all you beautiful babes out there! You wanna show me what you can do?" An unintelligible, high pitched roar was the only response. Jezebel pointed to the front row of girls, who seemed to be exclusively wearing Jezebel themed t-shirts or apparel, and shouted, "Well the sexiest wrestler you know has a little game to play, and she needs some volunteers." You gawped as a throng of girls eagerly began clambering over the dividing barrier, while Jezebel explained, "My cute little opponent here seems to think that you girls don’t have what it takes to show him just how exciting a match with Jezebel can be! Here’s the deal… whoever gives Terrible Tommy the most memorable first day wins a SEASONAL backstage pass to all my shows for you and your friends!” Squeals of excitement told you and Jezebel that plenty of girls were interested in that deal. Chuckling and giving your fairly blatant erection a small squeeze through your shorts, Jezebel explained, “Now, I’ll be keeping score of everyone’s performance thanks to Tommy’s handy dandy stiffy, here… whoever can make it the biggest and hardest wins! Aaaand GO!”
Your bewildered Wait WHAT!? was completely drowned out as two dozen eager, bouncy girls gathered below you, all clamoring for your attention. “Hey Tommy look over here!” “Check out my tits!” “My friend says she’ll fuck you if you let us win!” Jezebel grinned as one girl pulled her top down, flashing a perky set of breasts your way; her game was off to a good start! Your torso, short as it was, hung just within reach of the mob of girls. Several feminine hands reached out and started running up and down your chest and arms, lustfully seeking out your muscles and trying to pull you down from the ropes. Jezebel only chuckled, “Ah ah ah, no pulling, girls! He’s mine at least until the match is over.”
While you were ineffectually ushering girls away and trying to keep their hands from groping you wildly, you noticed two girls attempting something interesting. An asian girl, and an especially busty one at that, was clambering onto another skinnier girl’s shoulders. The asian girl had a (very tight) yellow crop top on, which seemed to be merchandise for a wrestler called Wonder Bust. You wondered what she was doing in this crowd of Jezebel fans, until you saw her grinning at you with immense excitement, as if she was looking forward to whatever she was about to do next. The girl holding her up stumbled a bit, grumbling, “Holy hell Juli, your tits are like two frickin bowling balls! You better get those tickets before my spine breaks…”
The asian girl, who must have been Juli, never lost her smile as she fought for balance and reached towards you, “Get me higher, Tammy!” As she wheeled her arms around, her enormous, obviously bra-less chest swayed and bounced unpredictably.
You couldn’t help but watch the feminine totem pole of girls staggering in your direction, before the girl on the bottom, Jess you figured, suddenly got her footing and hoisted her thick friend up towards you. You couldn’t react before your face was plunged into Juli’s creamy, rising cleavage. As you thrashed and struggled for breath, Juli giggled without concern, too amused to form words at the moment. Jezebel, watching from above, chuckled as your penis twitched softly after the little accident.
Finally catching her breath, the large asian girl cried to her friends, “Lower, lower!” and you were pulled from her enormous breasts as she descended a foot. Taking a deep breath, you took a moment to notice how unbelievably gorgeous she was. Perfect skin, flowing hair, and soft red lips curled into a devilishly cute smile. Happy to finally be face to face with you, Juli let out an anxious giggle and began to blush, “Hey, um, Mister Terrible… I hope you don’t mind but my friends and I reeeallly want some backstage passes, so… uh…” Trailing off as her cheeks began to flush, Juli leaned in and pushed her thick, warm lips against yours. You let out a quiet gasp as she wrapped her arms around your neck and began lightly sucking, trading her sweet saliva for yours. From below you heard two of her girlfriends cheering words of encouragement, “WOOOOO!” “Go get’em, Juli!”
Up above, you heard Jezebel laughing as the referee proclaimed, “And right out of the gate, we have a fan-tastic effort from the girl in yellow! You other girls better step up your game if wanna stand a chance!” before they went back to chatting and giggling with each other, as if sharing gossip.
Using both hands, you managed to pry your face away from the unbelievably affectionate asian girl, though she looked eager for another round with you. Holding her back, you looked up, and saw the referee casually leaning on the rope and watching your crotch along with Jezebel. She was fairly tall, and dressed in a skimpy black-striped shirt and black boy shorts with knee high striped socks, all of which did little to hide her quite shapely figure. Her long red hair was tied into a single pigtail and stuck through the back of a baseball cap, and she had a whistle hanging from her neck. She didn’t seem to concerned with you, but surely she would put a stop to this if you asked? Holding Juli back, you cried, “HEY, REF! EXCUSE ME! REFFF!”
It took her a few seconds, but larger redhead eventually glanced down, “Hmm?” In the time it took her to look down, two girls from the audience managed to grab hold of your left arm and pull it between them. You could hear them laughing as they hugged, sandwiching your open hand right between their perky breasts, before they laughed harder as your attempts to push them away only amounted to groping and squeezing them. Before long, they were taking turns rubbing up against the palm of your hand, or sticking your fingers into their cleavage over and over. Jezebel smirked as she watched your cock pushing into the air in front of her chest, but said nothing yet. Trying to ignore the wonderful sensations against your left hand, you demanded, “Aren’t there some, y’know, RULES about crowd intervention or something?”
The redheaded referee only shrugged, “Eh, maybe, though honestly I’ve only skimmed them. I’ve never been a stickler for rules, though, plus the audience always loves a little bit of Jezebel’s fan participation.”
“What do you mean you’re not a ‘stickler’ for rules!? You’re the REFEREE!”
Jezebel snickered to the referee, “Wow, Alexa, he sure is being hard headed about this.” Then to emphasize her pun, she stuck her fishnet-clad chest out, bumping it against your crotch. You winced as your erection was waved in the air by Jezebel’s soft skin for everyone to see.
Alexa the referee seemed to find her friend’s pun amusing, “Ohmygod, Jez, you are so bad!”
Interrupting their girlish chuckling you shouted, “SO YOU’RE GOING TO STAND THERE AND DO NOTHING!?”
A coy smirk formed on Alexa’s lips as she nonchalantly answered, “Well, I wouldn’t say nothing… First, I think as the referee I’ll need to closely inspect Jezebel’s, ahem, scoring system.” With a smug grin, Alexa quickly pulled your shorts aside, letting your firm erection spring free before slapping right up against Jezebel’s awaiting tit. Many members of the audience, especially the girls below, cheered and screamed in excitement. Ignoring them, Alexa gave an impressed sounding whistle as your rock hard penis jiggled against her friend’s bosom, “Yup, everything looks regulation to me!”
Then she turned back to Jezebel to continue their conversation. However, as she turned, she made no effort to prevent her large breasts from mashing up against Jezebel’s. The pressure against your groin increased tenfold as it was caught between each girl’s jiggly body, as they shared another laugh at your expense. Giving her chest a few small shakes just because you had annoyed her, Alexa scoffed, “There, how’s that for doing nothing? Heh.”
While your sensitive penis was mashed between her and Alexa’s perky breasts, Jezebel never stopped smiling. She knew there was no chance in hell that she would lose this match, but why stop now when it was just getting fun? To encourage her fans some more, she declared, “I think we’ve reached the halfway point, girls! It feels like a wooden two-by-four up here!” Several girls laughed at that comment, before Jezebel and Alexa went back to swapping stories, hardly paying attention to the naked cock that was trapped between their bodies.
As she casually leaned over to rest her heavy chest against your waist, Jezebel announced, "Alright all you beautiful babes out there! You wanna show me what you can do?" An unintelligible, high pitched roar was the only response. Jezebel pointed to the front row of girls, who seemed to be exclusively wearing Jezebel themed t-shirts or apparel, and shouted, "Well the sexiest wrestler you know has a little game to play, and she needs some volunteers." You gawped as a throng of girls eagerly began clambering over the dividing barrier, while Jezebel explained, "My cute little opponent here seems to think that you girls don’t have what it takes to show him just how exciting a match with Jezebel can be! Here’s the deal… whoever gives Terrible Tommy the most memorable first day wins a SEASONAL backstage pass to all my shows for you and your friends!” Squeals of excitement told you and Jezebel that plenty of girls were interested in that deal. Chuckling and giving your fairly blatant erection a small squeeze through your shorts, Jezebel explained, “Now, I’ll be keeping score of everyone’s performance thanks to Tommy’s handy dandy stiffy, here… whoever can make it the biggest and hardest wins! Aaaand GO!”
Your bewildered Wait WHAT!? was completely drowned out as two dozen eager, bouncy girls gathered below you, all clamoring for your attention. “Hey Tommy look over here!” “Check out my tits!” “My friend says she’ll fuck you if you let us win!” Jezebel grinned as one girl pulled her top down, flashing a perky set of breasts your way; her game was off to a good start! Your torso, short as it was, hung just within reach of the mob of girls. Several feminine hands reached out and started running up and down your chest and arms, lustfully seeking out your muscles and trying to pull you down from the ropes. Jezebel only chuckled, “Ah ah ah, no pulling, girls! He’s mine at least until the match is over.”
While you were ineffectually ushering girls away and trying to keep their hands from groping you wildly, you noticed two girls attempting something interesting. An asian girl, and an especially busty one at that, was clambering onto another skinnier girl’s shoulders. The asian girl had a (very tight) yellow crop top on, which seemed to be merchandise for a wrestler called Wonder Bust. You wondered what she was doing in this crowd of Jezebel fans, until you saw her grinning at you with immense excitement, as if she was looking forward to whatever she was about to do next. The girl holding her up stumbled a bit, grumbling, “Holy hell Juli, your tits are like two frickin bowling balls! You better get those tickets before my spine breaks…”
The asian girl, who must have been Juli, never lost her smile as she fought for balance and reached towards you, “Get me higher, Tammy!” As she wheeled her arms around, her enormous, obviously bra-less chest swayed and bounced unpredictably.
You couldn’t help but watch the feminine totem pole of girls staggering in your direction, before the girl on the bottom, Jess you figured, suddenly got her footing and hoisted her thick friend up towards you. You couldn’t react before your face was plunged into Juli’s creamy, rising cleavage. As you thrashed and struggled for breath, Juli giggled without concern, too amused to form words at the moment. Jezebel, watching from above, chuckled as your penis twitched softly after the little accident.
Finally catching her breath, the large asian girl cried to her friends, “Lower, lower!” and you were pulled from her enormous breasts as she descended a foot. Taking a deep breath, you took a moment to notice how unbelievably gorgeous she was. Perfect skin, flowing hair, and soft red lips curled into a devilishly cute smile. Happy to finally be face to face with you, Juli let out an anxious giggle and began to blush, “Hey, um, Mister Terrible… I hope you don’t mind but my friends and I reeeallly want some backstage passes, so… uh…” Trailing off as her cheeks began to flush, Juli leaned in and pushed her thick, warm lips against yours. You let out a quiet gasp as she wrapped her arms around your neck and began lightly sucking, trading her sweet saliva for yours. From below you heard two of her girlfriends cheering words of encouragement, “WOOOOO!” “Go get’em, Juli!”
Up above, you heard Jezebel laughing as the referee proclaimed, “And right out of the gate, we have a fan-tastic effort from the girl in yellow! You other girls better step up your game if wanna stand a chance!” before they went back to chatting and giggling with each other, as if sharing gossip.
Using both hands, you managed to pry your face away from the unbelievably affectionate asian girl, though she looked eager for another round with you. Holding her back, you looked up, and saw the referee casually leaning on the rope and watching your crotch along with Jezebel. She was fairly tall, and dressed in a skimpy black-striped shirt and black boy shorts with knee high striped socks, all of which did little to hide her quite shapely figure. Her long red hair was tied into a single pigtail and stuck through the back of a baseball cap, and she had a whistle hanging from her neck. She didn’t seem to concerned with you, but surely she would put a stop to this if you asked? Holding Juli back, you cried, “HEY, REF! EXCUSE ME! REFFF!”
It took her a few seconds, but larger redhead eventually glanced down, “Hmm?” In the time it took her to look down, two girls from the audience managed to grab hold of your left arm and pull it between them. You could hear them laughing as they hugged, sandwiching your open hand right between their perky breasts, before they laughed harder as your attempts to push them away only amounted to groping and squeezing them. Before long, they were taking turns rubbing up against the palm of your hand, or sticking your fingers into their cleavage over and over. Jezebel smirked as she watched your cock pushing into the air in front of her chest, but said nothing yet. Trying to ignore the wonderful sensations against your left hand, you demanded, “Aren’t there some, y’know, RULES about crowd intervention or something?”
The redheaded referee only shrugged, “Eh, maybe, though honestly I’ve only skimmed them. I’ve never been a stickler for rules, though, plus the audience always loves a little bit of Jezebel’s fan participation.”
“What do you mean you’re not a ‘stickler’ for rules!? You’re the REFEREE!”
Jezebel snickered to the referee, “Wow, Alexa, he sure is being hard headed about this.” Then to emphasize her pun, she stuck her fishnet-clad chest out, bumping it against your crotch. You winced as your erection was waved in the air by Jezebel’s soft skin for everyone to see.
Alexa the referee seemed to find her friend’s pun amusing, “Ohmygod, Jez, you are so bad!”
Interrupting their girlish chuckling you shouted, “SO YOU’RE GOING TO STAND THERE AND DO NOTHING!?”
A coy smirk formed on Alexa’s lips as she nonchalantly answered, “Well, I wouldn’t say nothing… First, I think as the referee I’ll need to closely inspect Jezebel’s, ahem, scoring system.” With a smug grin, Alexa quickly pulled your shorts aside, letting your firm erection spring free before slapping right up against Jezebel’s awaiting tit. Many members of the audience, especially the girls below, cheered and screamed in excitement. Ignoring them, Alexa gave an impressed sounding whistle as your rock hard penis jiggled against her friend’s bosom, “Yup, everything looks regulation to me!”
Then she turned back to Jezebel to continue their conversation. However, as she turned, she made no effort to prevent her large breasts from mashing up against Jezebel’s. The pressure against your groin increased tenfold as it was caught between each girl’s jiggly body, as they shared another laugh at your expense. Giving her chest a few small shakes just because you had annoyed her, Alexa scoffed, “There, how’s that for doing nothing? Heh.”
While your sensitive penis was mashed between her and Alexa’s perky breasts, Jezebel never stopped smiling. She knew there was no chance in hell that she would lose this match, but why stop now when it was just getting fun? To encourage her fans some more, she declared, “I think we’ve reached the halfway point, girls! It feels like a wooden two-by-four up here!” Several girls laughed at that comment, before Jezebel and Alexa went back to swapping stories, hardly paying attention to the naked cock that was trapped between their bodies.
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May 31, 2023
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