Becky has a message for you
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 15
Being the type of girl who thought that the most important part of winning an argument was getting the last word in, Becky slowly leaned down, grinding your face into her butt crack as her ass cheeks sealed themselves around your neck and shoulders. She couldn't see between her legs past her gigantic tits, which hung down like wrecking balls, but as she heard you giving out very angry, muffled sounding MMFF noises, Becky thought of another way to torment you. Reaching down, Becky poked your stiff cock with one finger, causing you to emit another grunt as she did so. Becky thought it was funny how your hands began pushing against her ass or pulling at her thong even more frantically any time she brushed against your erection, which tickled her in a wonderful way, and made her feel even more powerful.
Speaking lazily, as if she had nothing better to do, Becky mocked, "See, pipsqueak? I'm bigger, and I was right about your little face making a nice chair! I was right, I was right, I was ri-iight!" You almost resorted to punching Becky's legs as she sang her little victory tune, while flicking your cock back and forth with her finger, making you shudder in immense sexual frustration. Feeling you screaming in desperation to be free, Becky wiggled her ass lightly, which was enough to flatten her butthole over your face from her weight as teased further, "Tsk tsk tsk, Tommy! You'll never get ahead in the league if you spend all your time getting squished by big beautiful women. Oh, that reminds me! I aaalmost forgot, Touko asked me to tell you something important. Now let's see, what was it..." Becky amused herself as she pondered by continually flicking your erection from side to side, loving how you had nowhere to go and no way to stop her from putting you through agony.
Becky swung your dick to one side and pressed it against one of her huge, smooth calves as she thought aloud, "Hmm, it was something super important. Something about your wrestling career... something that had to do with the match... what was it, what was it, what waaaas it..." Enjoying herself immensely, the towering cock-tease of a girl used the palm of her hand to roll your cock up and down her calf, with every word she spoke. Thinking it was funny how hard your dick was thanks to her, Becky giggled again as she felt you shouting madly within her butt for her to please stop, but she knew you couldn't actually do anything about it, so she kept going. In addition, just to be extra annoying, Becky reached back and gave her gigantic butt a quick squeeze, enjoying how one butt cheek was more than large enough to engulf your head, as she felt your face rubbing against her thong.
Still smearing your genitals across her leg, Becky exclaimed, "Ooooh, right! Touko wanted you to know that you have, like, a stupid meeting or interview or something to go to. And it's in, uh..." Becky looked up from batting your cock around to the clock on the wall, and snickered, "-five minutes!" WHAT!? You had an important meeting and she waited till now to tell you!? If your anger could make you stronger you'd have been able to life Becky off of you and throw her across the room, but instead you were left to shout and vent your frustrations uselessly inside of her ass. Becky smirked as she felt you bucking violently, trying to tear your head free from her ass, but she had you helplessly squashed against the lockers with just the weight of her body.
With a final flick that sent your cock wavering through the air, and your body convulsing in frustration, Becky grinned down at you and taunted, "You better get a move on, Tommy! You wouldn't want to be late to your big Q and A session just because you couldn't get enough of your big, sexy opponent!" Becky snickered as she felt your small hands bumping against her thighs and butt cheeks, sinking into her supple skin as you became desperate to free yourself.
Becky, thinking she had you right where she wanted you, rolled her hips to one side, smearing your face along with them as she moved, "Buuuut, maybe I can help you out here, from the goodness of my heart. If you promise to go to that interview and mention how great I am, I guess I could let you go so you can make it there on time." Becky smiled as she felt her ass bearing down on your head, still crushing you flat against the unmoving wall of lockers as she easily shifted her weight across you. "Of course, if you're NOT interested in my offer, I'm sure I can find some other way to spend the next half hour!" Becky giggled as she reached down and gave your cock another light prod, letting you know she was more than happy to squash you for as long as it took to prevent you from getting to your interview.
Slowly, far more slowly than was necessary, Becky flexed her legs and lifted her hips upwards. Gradually, the weight receded from your face, and you managed to peel your head from beneath this bullying giantess' ass crack. However, she didn't see fit to completely stand up, as her thighs once again flew back and slammed around you, wedging you in place against the lockers between them. While you gasped for breath, still inches beneath her hot, sweaty ass crack, Becky coyly asked, "Weeelll? Whaddya say, twerp?" The happy tone in her voice was infuriating; she spoke as if she hadn't just tortured you for half an hour with her bulldozer of a body. As you gasped for air you looked forward, and were surprised to see Becky's tits hanging down in front of her legs, as she was still bent over as she tried to get a look at you.
How do you respond to her offer?
You accept, knowing you don't really have a choice, causing Becky to either leave or at least leave you alone for a bit. Or does she still come along with you anyway, hoping to have more fun by heckling you?
You decline, causing Becky to stick you to her body and bring you to the interview in a humiliating manner
Speaking lazily, as if she had nothing better to do, Becky mocked, "See, pipsqueak? I'm bigger, and I was right about your little face making a nice chair! I was right, I was right, I was ri-iight!" You almost resorted to punching Becky's legs as she sang her little victory tune, while flicking your cock back and forth with her finger, making you shudder in immense sexual frustration. Feeling you screaming in desperation to be free, Becky wiggled her ass lightly, which was enough to flatten her butthole over your face from her weight as teased further, "Tsk tsk tsk, Tommy! You'll never get ahead in the league if you spend all your time getting squished by big beautiful women. Oh, that reminds me! I aaalmost forgot, Touko asked me to tell you something important. Now let's see, what was it..." Becky amused herself as she pondered by continually flicking your erection from side to side, loving how you had nowhere to go and no way to stop her from putting you through agony.
Becky swung your dick to one side and pressed it against one of her huge, smooth calves as she thought aloud, "Hmm, it was something super important. Something about your wrestling career... something that had to do with the match... what was it, what was it, what waaaas it..." Enjoying herself immensely, the towering cock-tease of a girl used the palm of her hand to roll your cock up and down her calf, with every word she spoke. Thinking it was funny how hard your dick was thanks to her, Becky giggled again as she felt you shouting madly within her butt for her to please stop, but she knew you couldn't actually do anything about it, so she kept going. In addition, just to be extra annoying, Becky reached back and gave her gigantic butt a quick squeeze, enjoying how one butt cheek was more than large enough to engulf your head, as she felt your face rubbing against her thong.
Still smearing your genitals across her leg, Becky exclaimed, "Ooooh, right! Touko wanted you to know that you have, like, a stupid meeting or interview or something to go to. And it's in, uh..." Becky looked up from batting your cock around to the clock on the wall, and snickered, "-five minutes!" WHAT!? You had an important meeting and she waited till now to tell you!? If your anger could make you stronger you'd have been able to life Becky off of you and throw her across the room, but instead you were left to shout and vent your frustrations uselessly inside of her ass. Becky smirked as she felt you bucking violently, trying to tear your head free from her ass, but she had you helplessly squashed against the lockers with just the weight of her body.
With a final flick that sent your cock wavering through the air, and your body convulsing in frustration, Becky grinned down at you and taunted, "You better get a move on, Tommy! You wouldn't want to be late to your big Q and A session just because you couldn't get enough of your big, sexy opponent!" Becky snickered as she felt your small hands bumping against her thighs and butt cheeks, sinking into her supple skin as you became desperate to free yourself.
Becky, thinking she had you right where she wanted you, rolled her hips to one side, smearing your face along with them as she moved, "Buuuut, maybe I can help you out here, from the goodness of my heart. If you promise to go to that interview and mention how great I am, I guess I could let you go so you can make it there on time." Becky smiled as she felt her ass bearing down on your head, still crushing you flat against the unmoving wall of lockers as she easily shifted her weight across you. "Of course, if you're NOT interested in my offer, I'm sure I can find some other way to spend the next half hour!" Becky giggled as she reached down and gave your cock another light prod, letting you know she was more than happy to squash you for as long as it took to prevent you from getting to your interview.
Slowly, far more slowly than was necessary, Becky flexed her legs and lifted her hips upwards. Gradually, the weight receded from your face, and you managed to peel your head from beneath this bullying giantess' ass crack. However, she didn't see fit to completely stand up, as her thighs once again flew back and slammed around you, wedging you in place against the lockers between them. While you gasped for breath, still inches beneath her hot, sweaty ass crack, Becky coyly asked, "Weeelll? Whaddya say, twerp?" The happy tone in her voice was infuriating; she spoke as if she hadn't just tortured you for half an hour with her bulldozer of a body. As you gasped for air you looked forward, and were surprised to see Becky's tits hanging down in front of her legs, as she was still bent over as she tried to get a look at you.
How do you respond to her offer?
You accept, knowing you don't really have a choice, causing Becky to either leave or at least leave you alone for a bit. Or does she still come along with you anyway, hoping to have more fun by heckling you?
You decline, causing Becky to stick you to her body and bring you to the interview in a humiliating manner
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May 31, 2023
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