Becky wears you like a sling bikini
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 17
A fun thought crept into Becky's mind, making her beautiful face twist into malicious sneer. She hadn't seen anything in the room that would be big enough to wear for clothing, but YOU looked like you might be just big enough to form some kind of human bikini. Of course, any caring or thoughtful woman would never consider wearing a man like clothing just because he was small enough for it, but Becky was not a caring or thoughtful person. Reaching down between her legs again, Becky grabbed you by the waist and lifted you (with surprising ease) from beneath her, though she made no effort to prevent your face from grinding along the length of her ass crack, panties, and crotch as she pulled you along. Coyly hinting at her plans for you, Becky murmured, "If only I had something to weeaarrr before I left..."
You wiped a light sheen of ass sweat from your face, and shouted over at the towering girl, "Ack, finally! Can I go now? It's not like I'm a fucking tailor or something who can help you cover those up." You gestured impatiently to Becky's utterly huge breasts, which were jostling around in front of you in a very attention-grabbing manner.
Becky's smile didn't falter as she brought you a little bit closer, nearly brushing you against her ballooning chest, "Oh but you will help me cover these up, little man! Here, let me show you how..." Before you even knew what was happening, Becky had spun you upside-down, hanging your face right by her panty-clad hips as she did something with your feet. You felt Becky spreading your legs and tying something around your ankles, as she suddenly hugged your hips to her protruding breasts.
Confused, you stammered, "Hey! The fuck are you doing, Becky?"
Pleasantly humming to herself as she worked, Becky responded, "Well I need something to cover up my huge, rockin body, right? I mean, none of my old clothes fit at this size!" The skirt that was practically painted across her hips was a testament to that, as were the black thong straps digging in to her supple hips. Becky, haphazardly tying your ankles to her ripped blouse, continued, "And you're body is the only thing around here that will fit, so you're gonna be my sling bikini for the day while I'm all big and stuff. Think you can handle that, shrimp?" The casual tone that Becky spoke in almost made you double-take. She was turning you into a piece of clothing!?
You realized that she wasn't joking when she finished tying your ankles to either side of her open blouse, strapping your legs across her massive chest. Becky's smug face was hidden from you; if you bent your neck and looked up (which was 'down' for you), all you could see was her smooth stomach, and then her two spherical breasts hanging off her chest like a canopy of feminine flesh that your hips were mashed up against. You flexed your legs, trying to separate yourself from her, and were rewarded with the sight of Becky's breasts jiggling against your immobile legs. Angered, you shouted at her bare stomach, "Are you KIDDING me!? Why can't you just go back to your normal size; then your old clothes will fit!" Becky paused for a moment; she hadn't even considered that. Her first thought had been to use your tiny body like a bikini, and then she had never bothered to think of an alternative solution, since that seemed good enough for her. Nevermind the fact that there were a dozen other ways for her to cover herself up that didn't involve wearing a tiny man like a piece of lingerie...
Deciding to go ahead with her plan anyway, since it seemed like a fun idea (and she had already started anyway), Becky looked over her shoulder as she casually grabbed your arms and wrapped them around her legs in an attempt to tie your upper body in place, "Eh, I don't really feel like it. It's so much more fun being big! Not that you'd know anything about that, I guess, hah." Becky trailed off with a smirk, proud of her demeaning little snub, as she wiggled her round hips to try and stretch your meager limbs over her butt cheeks. Though she didn't mean to, this also had the effect of dragging your face into the crevice between her pudgy thighs, until you were sealed up to your neck between her legs. Unfortunately for you, your face came to a rest right beneath each of the bothersome girl's huge butt cheeks, leaving your mouth pressed up against the hot center of her ass crack, while you could barely see anything but a sliver of light between each of her mammoth cheeks. Too distracted to notice your face pushing into her round backside, Becky sighed when she couldn't get your arms all the way around her butt; she was too big! Your hands barely reached the sides of her huge round cheeks, meaning she couldn't tie them to her thong like she had hoped. Becky stubbornly yanked on your arms in an impatient fit, smashing your chest against her warm thighs over and over, but made no progress with making you actually fit any better. After a few seconds of feeling annoyed, Becky grabbed one of your spare shorts, and used it to bind your wrists together across her ass so that your arms were wrapping from her crotch (where your shoulder vanished between her thighs), around her legs, and then across her huge, jiggly butt cheeks.
Finally completing her task, Becky happily took a single massive step over to a wall-size mirror to get a look at herself, grinding your body against her own as she hopped over, and sang, "All dooone!" You felt your hands uncontrollably rubbing against each of Becky's perfectly smooth buttocks when she shifted her weight to either side, which made you grumble as you ruefully considered how heavenly soft and arousing this bitch of a girl was. After bending down so she could see into the mirror (which was only 8 feet tall), Becky smiled at the sight of her massive, curvy body. She looked HUGE, and the tiny man strapped across her frontside only accentuated that aspect further, in a way that she really found appealing. Becky admired her reflection; her heaving breasts were softly overflowing each of your spread knees, your torso was hung across her stomach like a sling, and then your arms tightly embraced her hips. Becky laughed when your head was nowhere to be seen, as it just vanished after your neck, which was pressed right up against her soft crotch and thigh. Turning around to check out her backside, Becky's satisfied smile grew when she saw how shapely her booty had become; not only would it be at head-height for most people (making it impossible to ignore), but it was maaassive. Becky glanced down, wondering where your head was, since she still couldn't see any sign of it. It wasn't until she felt something buzzing beneath her ass crack that she suddenly realized with amusement where you had been for the last five minutes.
Still mad about what Becky had said earlier, you had been yelling defiantly against the selfish giantess' ass. Curious to hear what you had to say, Becky used two hands to spread her ass just far enough to give you room to breathe. As Becky's thick, warm butt cheeks slowly peeled from your face, bathing you in sudden light, you repeated sternly, "You don't FEEL like it?! So just because you don't wanna shrink down to fit into your clothes, I have to get my face crammed up your fat ass?!" You did your best to sound threatening, while also desperately attempting to keep your eyes from staring Becky's tight pink asshole, which was resting just above where your face was sealed. The totally care-free smirk that Becky was giving you through the mirror was really pissing you off, though.
Listening to you try and berate her, Becky was only amused with how badly you were trying to sound tough while your face was mashed into her ass crack. It was basically the least threatening thing she'd ever seen or heard. Sounding indifferent to your plight, Becky asked back, "Mmmmm, yeah? So?" Becky's smug grin only grew as she watched you turning red with anger.
"So? SO!?!? SO I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR FUCKING BIKINI, BECKY, NOW -MMF!" Becky cut you off by letting her buttocks slip from her hands, so that they slammed back together over your face with a massive bounce.
Watching through the mirror as your scowling face disappeared into her huge wobbling butt, Becky exclaimed, "Haha, boooor-riiiiing!" and then she giggled when she felt your whole body flexing and twisting as you tried to get back at her somehow. Of course, with each of your limbs bound and your head beneath her ass, there was literally nothing you could do but rub against her. Becky continued to watch her ass quaking for several seconds as it slowly worked off it's nearly unstoppable momentum, and smiled as she felt your still screaming face jiggling along it's underside the entire time. This was turning out to be even more fun than she had expected!
What next?
You wiped a light sheen of ass sweat from your face, and shouted over at the towering girl, "Ack, finally! Can I go now? It's not like I'm a fucking tailor or something who can help you cover those up." You gestured impatiently to Becky's utterly huge breasts, which were jostling around in front of you in a very attention-grabbing manner.
Becky's smile didn't falter as she brought you a little bit closer, nearly brushing you against her ballooning chest, "Oh but you will help me cover these up, little man! Here, let me show you how..." Before you even knew what was happening, Becky had spun you upside-down, hanging your face right by her panty-clad hips as she did something with your feet. You felt Becky spreading your legs and tying something around your ankles, as she suddenly hugged your hips to her protruding breasts.
Confused, you stammered, "Hey! The fuck are you doing, Becky?"
Pleasantly humming to herself as she worked, Becky responded, "Well I need something to cover up my huge, rockin body, right? I mean, none of my old clothes fit at this size!" The skirt that was practically painted across her hips was a testament to that, as were the black thong straps digging in to her supple hips. Becky, haphazardly tying your ankles to her ripped blouse, continued, "And you're body is the only thing around here that will fit, so you're gonna be my sling bikini for the day while I'm all big and stuff. Think you can handle that, shrimp?" The casual tone that Becky spoke in almost made you double-take. She was turning you into a piece of clothing!?
You realized that she wasn't joking when she finished tying your ankles to either side of her open blouse, strapping your legs across her massive chest. Becky's smug face was hidden from you; if you bent your neck and looked up (which was 'down' for you), all you could see was her smooth stomach, and then her two spherical breasts hanging off her chest like a canopy of feminine flesh that your hips were mashed up against. You flexed your legs, trying to separate yourself from her, and were rewarded with the sight of Becky's breasts jiggling against your immobile legs. Angered, you shouted at her bare stomach, "Are you KIDDING me!? Why can't you just go back to your normal size; then your old clothes will fit!" Becky paused for a moment; she hadn't even considered that. Her first thought had been to use your tiny body like a bikini, and then she had never bothered to think of an alternative solution, since that seemed good enough for her. Nevermind the fact that there were a dozen other ways for her to cover herself up that didn't involve wearing a tiny man like a piece of lingerie...
Deciding to go ahead with her plan anyway, since it seemed like a fun idea (and she had already started anyway), Becky looked over her shoulder as she casually grabbed your arms and wrapped them around her legs in an attempt to tie your upper body in place, "Eh, I don't really feel like it. It's so much more fun being big! Not that you'd know anything about that, I guess, hah." Becky trailed off with a smirk, proud of her demeaning little snub, as she wiggled her round hips to try and stretch your meager limbs over her butt cheeks. Though she didn't mean to, this also had the effect of dragging your face into the crevice between her pudgy thighs, until you were sealed up to your neck between her legs. Unfortunately for you, your face came to a rest right beneath each of the bothersome girl's huge butt cheeks, leaving your mouth pressed up against the hot center of her ass crack, while you could barely see anything but a sliver of light between each of her mammoth cheeks. Too distracted to notice your face pushing into her round backside, Becky sighed when she couldn't get your arms all the way around her butt; she was too big! Your hands barely reached the sides of her huge round cheeks, meaning she couldn't tie them to her thong like she had hoped. Becky stubbornly yanked on your arms in an impatient fit, smashing your chest against her warm thighs over and over, but made no progress with making you actually fit any better. After a few seconds of feeling annoyed, Becky grabbed one of your spare shorts, and used it to bind your wrists together across her ass so that your arms were wrapping from her crotch (where your shoulder vanished between her thighs), around her legs, and then across her huge, jiggly butt cheeks.
Finally completing her task, Becky happily took a single massive step over to a wall-size mirror to get a look at herself, grinding your body against her own as she hopped over, and sang, "All dooone!" You felt your hands uncontrollably rubbing against each of Becky's perfectly smooth buttocks when she shifted her weight to either side, which made you grumble as you ruefully considered how heavenly soft and arousing this bitch of a girl was. After bending down so she could see into the mirror (which was only 8 feet tall), Becky smiled at the sight of her massive, curvy body. She looked HUGE, and the tiny man strapped across her frontside only accentuated that aspect further, in a way that she really found appealing. Becky admired her reflection; her heaving breasts were softly overflowing each of your spread knees, your torso was hung across her stomach like a sling, and then your arms tightly embraced her hips. Becky laughed when your head was nowhere to be seen, as it just vanished after your neck, which was pressed right up against her soft crotch and thigh. Turning around to check out her backside, Becky's satisfied smile grew when she saw how shapely her booty had become; not only would it be at head-height for most people (making it impossible to ignore), but it was maaassive. Becky glanced down, wondering where your head was, since she still couldn't see any sign of it. It wasn't until she felt something buzzing beneath her ass crack that she suddenly realized with amusement where you had been for the last five minutes.
Still mad about what Becky had said earlier, you had been yelling defiantly against the selfish giantess' ass. Curious to hear what you had to say, Becky used two hands to spread her ass just far enough to give you room to breathe. As Becky's thick, warm butt cheeks slowly peeled from your face, bathing you in sudden light, you repeated sternly, "You don't FEEL like it?! So just because you don't wanna shrink down to fit into your clothes, I have to get my face crammed up your fat ass?!" You did your best to sound threatening, while also desperately attempting to keep your eyes from staring Becky's tight pink asshole, which was resting just above where your face was sealed. The totally care-free smirk that Becky was giving you through the mirror was really pissing you off, though.
Listening to you try and berate her, Becky was only amused with how badly you were trying to sound tough while your face was mashed into her ass crack. It was basically the least threatening thing she'd ever seen or heard. Sounding indifferent to your plight, Becky asked back, "Mmmmm, yeah? So?" Becky's smug grin only grew as she watched you turning red with anger.
"So? SO!?!? SO I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR FUCKING BIKINI, BECKY, NOW -MMF!" Becky cut you off by letting her buttocks slip from her hands, so that they slammed back together over your face with a massive bounce.
Watching through the mirror as your scowling face disappeared into her huge wobbling butt, Becky exclaimed, "Haha, boooor-riiiiing!" and then she giggled when she felt your whole body flexing and twisting as you tried to get back at her somehow. Of course, with each of your limbs bound and your head beneath her ass, there was literally nothing you could do but rub against her. Becky continued to watch her ass quaking for several seconds as it slowly worked off it's nearly unstoppable momentum, and smiled as she felt your still screaming face jiggling along it's underside the entire time. This was turning out to be even more fun than she had expected!
What next?
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May 31, 2023
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