Becky continues her fun!
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 18
Becky was smiling merrily as she let her ass wobble around your whole face, while you tried to reiterate how little you wanted to be a piece of clothing for this bratty, 10' girl. Knowing you couldn't reply for the time being, Becky put her hands on her still swaying hips and said innocently, "Y'know, Tommy, I just realized something. I don't think it's fair that all your fans at the Q and A thingy are gonna miss out on a chance to talk to a wrestling superstar, just because you're so busy hugging my big ol' butt down there. Don't you agree?" You already knew where Becky was going with this, but as you angrily flexed your body to try and tear the cloth around your wrists or feet, your head remained too smothered to speak. Becky the muscles in your arms straining with all your might, as you squeezed her hips in a way that she found delightfully sensual. Completely ignoring you, Becky continued, "Well, lucky for them, I happen to have an opening in my busy, busy schedule! I bet they'd all loooove to see the new and improved Becky. Whaddya think, should I pop over and say hello?" She was going to wear you like a bikini, AND steal your first professional appearance!? God damn her! Becky felt a buzzing noise erupt against her ass as your yelling mouth rubbed against her butt crack. Playing dumb to the telltale signs of your rage, Becky said, "Well okay, if you insist!" Taking one last satisfied look at her amazing body in the mirror, Becky grinned and began pumping her massive legs as she headed for the door.
While Becky had been standing still, your position had been almost tolerable, since the heat and immense pressure was at least offset by the stillness, but once Becky's massive legs had lurched into motion it became significantly worse. You felt a brief and uncomfortable pressure as Becky hunched over and stuffed herself through the double-doors to the locker rooms, but that was nothing compared to once she had gotten into the back halls and begun walking. You could feel Becky's gigantic ass cheeks, each of them larger than your torso, pumping and smooshing into your face or rubbing against your hands with every one of her long strides. Step, step, step... left, right, left... squish, squash, squish... and so it went. There was only a fraction of a second of peace between each footfall, when her butt cheeks bounced against your face and occasionally parted ever so slightly, during which you tried to draw breath. What you had been too distracted and angry to notice before, but was now becoming very clearly apparent to you, was that Becky had positioned your hips right against her cleavage, and now you were paying the price. With every step, Becky's outlandish breasts rose and then fell, slamming against your entire lower body with great force. But, specifically, you noticed that your hard cock was being jostled in every direction against her silky smooth cleavage; apparently your anger had done nothing to reduce your groins enthusiasm for Becky's soft, jiggling body.
Meanwhile, Becky was too busy enjoying her walk to notice much of what she was putting you through. The building's high ceilings gave her enough room to walk comfortably, though some corridors proved to be a bit of a tight squeeze for her, and Becky wasn't really the graceful or cautious type (especially with a body that weighed nearly half a ton). When her attention slipped for a moment, Becky accidentally bumped her bulky hips against a wall, causing her ass to shake like crazy as it rebounded with a big -thud-, while nearly crushing one of Touko's very startled assistant girls flat. Becky was so clumsy with her motion that she actually put a dent in the drywall with her ass, but only giggled and she sauntered away; that was someone else's problem to clean up.
Becky didn't mind the somewhat cramped halls, though; she was kind of enjoying taking up all the space with her amazing body. Really, this all had been going better than she had ever dreamed, even after Touko tried explaining earlier what would happen. At the time, Becky had tuned out after the phrase "careful or you'll burst out of your clothes" was mentioned, because that was all she had needed to hear to convince her it was a good idea. And, icing on the cake, she had found you in such a vulnerable position; nude, in the locker rooms! Becky really couldn't have asked for better luck. Speaking of you... Becky glanced down over one shoulder, grinning a she caught sight of one of your hands sinking into her plush ass cheek. At first she vainly assumed you were trying to feel her up as much of her as possible, but after a few seconds of feeling your hands squeezing her butt, she realized you were feebly attempting to stop her from bouncing around so much as she walked, which was even funnier to her. Just for her own amusement, and because she had been getting bored from the long walk, Becky started putting a little extra sway in her hips as she walked, forcing your chest and face to swing from side to side along with her gigantic ass.
It wasn't until she felt something poking into her chest, that Becky finally glanced down at her frontside for the first time in a while. Wondering what the hell could be jabbing into her so much, Becky Peters craned her neck a bit to look over the curve of her heaving bosom. She was greeted by the sight of your cock, waving in the air and randomly slapping against her tits, as your naked hips shook back and forth along with her chest's unpredictable movements. Suddenly remembering that she had tied your groin right across her chest in her haste to clothe herself, Becky realized how she must have been driving you crazy with all of her bouncing this whole time, without even noticing till now. Becky asked coyly, "I thought you said you didn't want to be my bikini, Tommy? Because I gotta say, it looks like you were basically made for it. Plus, like, you seem to be getting real grabby down there, for someone who supposedly ISN'T having fun!" Becky reached back with one hand and effortlessly squeezed her butt cheek to the side, giving you just enough space to shout, I DON'T AND I'M NOT! though your voice was still somewhat muffled by her other buttock.
Having sprung her trap, Becky let her butt bounce back into place, as she mused, "Hmm, really? Then what's THIS little thing?" Then Becky reached up with one hand and gracelessly flicked the back of your cock, rebounding it into her cleavage. As the head of your dick wedged itself between her massive tits and began jiggling along with every step she took, Becky mentioned smugly, "Your dick feels pretty hard for someone who said he wasn't having fun, heehee!" She watched for a few seconds as your erection was softly and unstoppably kneaded by her immense jugs, loving the fact that she could torture you with just her body's size and jiggly nature without any extra effort on her part. All she had to do was take a single step, and your cock was slammed between her tits! Becky flattered herself further by considering how easy it had been for her to arouse you, clearly, despite all your complaining earlier to the contrary.
At this point, Becky had already decided that you were basically the best "toy" she had ever found. Not that she had any good reason to dislike you personally, but she was just the kind of girl to push someone's buttons because she could, and you happened to be her current target. As she neared the conference room, Becky wondered how long you'd be able to hold out, either mentally or physically, against her teasing. As she watched your erection plunging into her cleavage in a way that she hoped was aggravating for you, Becky wondered what else she could get away with. Sooner or later, she figured you'd have to either cum uncontrollably against her, snap and go crazy, or find some way to escape. She kind of hoped the first thing would happen, but she was curious just how long it would take. She was pretty confident that she could finish you off in mere seconds, if she bothered to actually put the effort in, but she was kind of having fun seeing how horny she could make you just incidentally. Plus, after her match with you, Becky had really wanted another chance at harassing you, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity for it. Someone had to teach the new-guy his proper place, after all!
Wanting another ego-boost, Becky stopped just outside the door to the conference room and watched her breasts wobbling around your throbbing penis, "How's that boner of yours doing, pipsqueak? I'm not like, gonna make you burst before we even get to your interview, am I?" Becky heard you trying to shout something contrarian, "How about this. If I can make you cum before the interview is over, you owe me a big favor. If I can't, then I'll untie you, maybe." You wondered how the hell that was a fair bet when your prize was only 'maybe' but it's not like you had a choice in the matter. Becky giggled again, "But I think you need a handicap. So, just to make things a little more fair, I won't even use my hands! Starting riiight..." Unable to help herself, and knowing you couldn't stop her anyway, Becky took one finger and stuffed your cock way down into her cleavage, just for good measure, "-- now!". With your manhood firmly sealed between her massive, firm breasts, Becky shoved the doors to the conference room open, and stepped inside, making the doorframe creak as she dragged her wide hips through after her.
While Becky had been standing still, your position had been almost tolerable, since the heat and immense pressure was at least offset by the stillness, but once Becky's massive legs had lurched into motion it became significantly worse. You felt a brief and uncomfortable pressure as Becky hunched over and stuffed herself through the double-doors to the locker rooms, but that was nothing compared to once she had gotten into the back halls and begun walking. You could feel Becky's gigantic ass cheeks, each of them larger than your torso, pumping and smooshing into your face or rubbing against your hands with every one of her long strides. Step, step, step... left, right, left... squish, squash, squish... and so it went. There was only a fraction of a second of peace between each footfall, when her butt cheeks bounced against your face and occasionally parted ever so slightly, during which you tried to draw breath. What you had been too distracted and angry to notice before, but was now becoming very clearly apparent to you, was that Becky had positioned your hips right against her cleavage, and now you were paying the price. With every step, Becky's outlandish breasts rose and then fell, slamming against your entire lower body with great force. But, specifically, you noticed that your hard cock was being jostled in every direction against her silky smooth cleavage; apparently your anger had done nothing to reduce your groins enthusiasm for Becky's soft, jiggling body.
Meanwhile, Becky was too busy enjoying her walk to notice much of what she was putting you through. The building's high ceilings gave her enough room to walk comfortably, though some corridors proved to be a bit of a tight squeeze for her, and Becky wasn't really the graceful or cautious type (especially with a body that weighed nearly half a ton). When her attention slipped for a moment, Becky accidentally bumped her bulky hips against a wall, causing her ass to shake like crazy as it rebounded with a big -thud-, while nearly crushing one of Touko's very startled assistant girls flat. Becky was so clumsy with her motion that she actually put a dent in the drywall with her ass, but only giggled and she sauntered away; that was someone else's problem to clean up.
Becky didn't mind the somewhat cramped halls, though; she was kind of enjoying taking up all the space with her amazing body. Really, this all had been going better than she had ever dreamed, even after Touko tried explaining earlier what would happen. At the time, Becky had tuned out after the phrase "careful or you'll burst out of your clothes" was mentioned, because that was all she had needed to hear to convince her it was a good idea. And, icing on the cake, she had found you in such a vulnerable position; nude, in the locker rooms! Becky really couldn't have asked for better luck. Speaking of you... Becky glanced down over one shoulder, grinning a she caught sight of one of your hands sinking into her plush ass cheek. At first she vainly assumed you were trying to feel her up as much of her as possible, but after a few seconds of feeling your hands squeezing her butt, she realized you were feebly attempting to stop her from bouncing around so much as she walked, which was even funnier to her. Just for her own amusement, and because she had been getting bored from the long walk, Becky started putting a little extra sway in her hips as she walked, forcing your chest and face to swing from side to side along with her gigantic ass.
It wasn't until she felt something poking into her chest, that Becky finally glanced down at her frontside for the first time in a while. Wondering what the hell could be jabbing into her so much, Becky Peters craned her neck a bit to look over the curve of her heaving bosom. She was greeted by the sight of your cock, waving in the air and randomly slapping against her tits, as your naked hips shook back and forth along with her chest's unpredictable movements. Suddenly remembering that she had tied your groin right across her chest in her haste to clothe herself, Becky realized how she must have been driving you crazy with all of her bouncing this whole time, without even noticing till now. Becky asked coyly, "I thought you said you didn't want to be my bikini, Tommy? Because I gotta say, it looks like you were basically made for it. Plus, like, you seem to be getting real grabby down there, for someone who supposedly ISN'T having fun!" Becky reached back with one hand and effortlessly squeezed her butt cheek to the side, giving you just enough space to shout, I DON'T AND I'M NOT! though your voice was still somewhat muffled by her other buttock.
Having sprung her trap, Becky let her butt bounce back into place, as she mused, "Hmm, really? Then what's THIS little thing?" Then Becky reached up with one hand and gracelessly flicked the back of your cock, rebounding it into her cleavage. As the head of your dick wedged itself between her massive tits and began jiggling along with every step she took, Becky mentioned smugly, "Your dick feels pretty hard for someone who said he wasn't having fun, heehee!" She watched for a few seconds as your erection was softly and unstoppably kneaded by her immense jugs, loving the fact that she could torture you with just her body's size and jiggly nature without any extra effort on her part. All she had to do was take a single step, and your cock was slammed between her tits! Becky flattered herself further by considering how easy it had been for her to arouse you, clearly, despite all your complaining earlier to the contrary.
At this point, Becky had already decided that you were basically the best "toy" she had ever found. Not that she had any good reason to dislike you personally, but she was just the kind of girl to push someone's buttons because she could, and you happened to be her current target. As she neared the conference room, Becky wondered how long you'd be able to hold out, either mentally or physically, against her teasing. As she watched your erection plunging into her cleavage in a way that she hoped was aggravating for you, Becky wondered what else she could get away with. Sooner or later, she figured you'd have to either cum uncontrollably against her, snap and go crazy, or find some way to escape. She kind of hoped the first thing would happen, but she was curious just how long it would take. She was pretty confident that she could finish you off in mere seconds, if she bothered to actually put the effort in, but she was kind of having fun seeing how horny she could make you just incidentally. Plus, after her match with you, Becky had really wanted another chance at harassing you, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity for it. Someone had to teach the new-guy his proper place, after all!
Wanting another ego-boost, Becky stopped just outside the door to the conference room and watched her breasts wobbling around your throbbing penis, "How's that boner of yours doing, pipsqueak? I'm not like, gonna make you burst before we even get to your interview, am I?" Becky heard you trying to shout something contrarian, "How about this. If I can make you cum before the interview is over, you owe me a big favor. If I can't, then I'll untie you, maybe." You wondered how the hell that was a fair bet when your prize was only 'maybe' but it's not like you had a choice in the matter. Becky giggled again, "But I think you need a handicap. So, just to make things a little more fair, I won't even use my hands! Starting riiight..." Unable to help herself, and knowing you couldn't stop her anyway, Becky took one finger and stuffed your cock way down into her cleavage, just for good measure, "-- now!". With your manhood firmly sealed between her massive, firm breasts, Becky shoved the doors to the conference room open, and stepped inside, making the doorframe creak as she dragged her wide hips through after her.
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May 31, 2023
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