Becky finally wraps up the interview
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 21
Standing at the front of the conference room, Becky confidently allowed her massive body to wobble for everyone to see, as she demonstrated her ‘favorite part’ of being big. Nobody else at the DWA could boast of assets like these, Becky thought! Not Momma Mia, the tallest wrestler, or Wonder Bust, perhaps the bustiest of Becky’s rivals. Becky was so lost in thought that she failed to notice your cock pulsating expectantly between her still undulating breasts. She wasn’t brought back to reality until another fangirl asked, “Miss Peters? Are you going to permanently be a giant, or only at special events?”
Satisfied that she had proven just how alluring she was at this size, Becky stepped back towards the table as she thought, “Well it is pretty fun, but I probably won’t stay like this all the time… I mean, I wouldn’t fit in my car like this, and I doubt people would appreciate me taking up an entire row of bus seats, ha!” The audience laughed at the image of their wrestling idol stuffing herself into a crowded bus full of people, before Becky continued, “I’ll probably save it for special occasions, or whenever I really feel like squishing someone!” Deciding to make herself comfortable again, Becky plopped back onto the plastic table with a loud, WHUMP that filled the room. You groaned in pain as your face was once again slammed into Becky’s soft but heavy ass cheeks, while your shoulders were squeezed between her thick thighs. Several girls laughed as they watched your lower body swaying against Becky Peters’ oscillating chest, but the big girl herself was too busy reveling in the attention from her adoring fans to even feel you. All you could do to pass the time was attempt to draw hot, stuffy air into your lungs through the Big Bully’s ass crack.
Before Becky had even stopped bouncing from her impact, another girl cheerfully asked, “Will you be making any more big appearances in the near future?”
Becky chuckled at the pun, “Hah! Good one. As I’m sure you can tell, every one of my appearances from here on out will be ‘big,’ heheh. But yes, I can think of a few chumps who beat me in unfair fights recently that could use a sizeable comeuppance.” There was more amused tittering from the crowd, as Becky glanced at a clock on the wall and realized her time was almost over. Easily speaking over the murmuring, Becky called, “Alright, your favorite wrestler with the ten-ton-tits only has time for one more question! Who’s got a good one?” Dozens of women raised their hands. Dumbly forgetting that she was currently sitting her massive rear end on the face of her previous opponent, Becky took her sweet time deciding who she was going to call on. “Hmmmm…” Becky crossed her legs, painfully twisting your spine as she looked around, before noticing a gorgeous girl in a DWA shirt with “THE BIGGEST BULLY, THE BADDEST B*TCH” emblazoned across in, in Becky’s signature color scheme. Perfect! Becky pointed to the girl.
The girl bounced to her feet with a huge smile, and asked with clear admiration in her voice, “How big can you get, Big Bully? Will we ever get to see your maximum size?” The crowd mumbled in agreement, obviously wondering the same thing.
Becky tapped her chin thoughtfully, “Well I was going to wait for my next match to test my limits, but since you’ve all been such good fans… I suppose I could try to grow a little bigger, just for you. Whaddya say?” You tried to interject. Fuck no, Becky! Not while I’m stuck here! but an uproar of encouragement ensued from the crowd, drowning you out; apparently everyone was fascinated with Becky and her massive body (and not too concerned for you). Becky snickered, loving the attention that she was getting thanks to Touko’s serum, not even noticing your muffled outcries from below as she was lost in her own ego trip, “Alright, you asked for it!”
Closing her eyes to concentrate, the Big Bully began to expand, very slowly at first. You could feel Becky’s already substantial bubble butt increasing in size and weight, as the escalating pressure above you squashed your poor face right into her warm ass crack. The metal table creaked under the massive girl’s increasing weight, as she grew a few inches, then a foot. Becky was delighted to see her breasts swell significantly, though she didn’t notice your lower body being pulled tautly against them, or your erection being compressed right into her tightening cleavage. Your arms were stretched to their limits around Becky’s ballooning ass cheeks, forcing you to hug her large hips. Becky, noticing the table beginning to buckle beneath her, finally stopped growing, but not before your limbs were digging into every bit of her supple flesh from tension. You bitterly wondered which would break first; you, or Becky’s seemingly invincible black thong.
Finally standing up and lifting her enormous weight from your torso, Becky was met with raucous applause from dozens of astounded ladies. Quickly glancing down at the table that now had a large ass-shaped dent in it, Becky cheered, “Well I think the Big Bully can get even bigger, but if you girls wanna see that you’ll have to come to my next match! Wooo!” Satisfied with ending on a little cliff-hanger for her fans, Becky began strutting down the central isle of chairs, heading for the exit. Several people had to scramble to their feet as Becky’s swaying hips knocked their chairs over or bumped them in the face, but Becky was too busy drinking in all the applause and cheers to even care. The ones that got out of her way grumbled, but the rest assumed that it was part of Becky’s “bitchy” shtick. You, meanwhile, almost wanted to scream; Becky’s colossal tits were slamming and pressing against your cock so much that you felt like you would explode any second. And as much as you desperately craved some release, Becky’s stupid bet was still looming over your head; if you lost, you’d owe her some ‘big favor,’ and that was the last thing you wanted. So, as Becky took her sweet-ass time sauntering towards the exit doors, you grunted and willed away the overwhelming pressure building up within your groin, as Becky’s chest slammed and slammed and slammed against you.
Can you hold out against this giant tease any longer?
1: Barely, but your excitement makes you shrink more around Becky as she steps through the exit doors. Becky finally notices you and assumes you lost the bet. Does she decide to adjust you to be more comfortable? And what's that "favor" that she wants from you?
2: Yes, you manage to hold out until Becky leaves and returns to her normal size, letting you fall free.
Satisfied that she had proven just how alluring she was at this size, Becky stepped back towards the table as she thought, “Well it is pretty fun, but I probably won’t stay like this all the time… I mean, I wouldn’t fit in my car like this, and I doubt people would appreciate me taking up an entire row of bus seats, ha!” The audience laughed at the image of their wrestling idol stuffing herself into a crowded bus full of people, before Becky continued, “I’ll probably save it for special occasions, or whenever I really feel like squishing someone!” Deciding to make herself comfortable again, Becky plopped back onto the plastic table with a loud, WHUMP that filled the room. You groaned in pain as your face was once again slammed into Becky’s soft but heavy ass cheeks, while your shoulders were squeezed between her thick thighs. Several girls laughed as they watched your lower body swaying against Becky Peters’ oscillating chest, but the big girl herself was too busy reveling in the attention from her adoring fans to even feel you. All you could do to pass the time was attempt to draw hot, stuffy air into your lungs through the Big Bully’s ass crack.
Before Becky had even stopped bouncing from her impact, another girl cheerfully asked, “Will you be making any more big appearances in the near future?”
Becky chuckled at the pun, “Hah! Good one. As I’m sure you can tell, every one of my appearances from here on out will be ‘big,’ heheh. But yes, I can think of a few chumps who beat me in unfair fights recently that could use a sizeable comeuppance.” There was more amused tittering from the crowd, as Becky glanced at a clock on the wall and realized her time was almost over. Easily speaking over the murmuring, Becky called, “Alright, your favorite wrestler with the ten-ton-tits only has time for one more question! Who’s got a good one?” Dozens of women raised their hands. Dumbly forgetting that she was currently sitting her massive rear end on the face of her previous opponent, Becky took her sweet time deciding who she was going to call on. “Hmmmm…” Becky crossed her legs, painfully twisting your spine as she looked around, before noticing a gorgeous girl in a DWA shirt with “THE BIGGEST BULLY, THE BADDEST B*TCH” emblazoned across in, in Becky’s signature color scheme. Perfect! Becky pointed to the girl.
The girl bounced to her feet with a huge smile, and asked with clear admiration in her voice, “How big can you get, Big Bully? Will we ever get to see your maximum size?” The crowd mumbled in agreement, obviously wondering the same thing.
Becky tapped her chin thoughtfully, “Well I was going to wait for my next match to test my limits, but since you’ve all been such good fans… I suppose I could try to grow a little bigger, just for you. Whaddya say?” You tried to interject. Fuck no, Becky! Not while I’m stuck here! but an uproar of encouragement ensued from the crowd, drowning you out; apparently everyone was fascinated with Becky and her massive body (and not too concerned for you). Becky snickered, loving the attention that she was getting thanks to Touko’s serum, not even noticing your muffled outcries from below as she was lost in her own ego trip, “Alright, you asked for it!”
Closing her eyes to concentrate, the Big Bully began to expand, very slowly at first. You could feel Becky’s already substantial bubble butt increasing in size and weight, as the escalating pressure above you squashed your poor face right into her warm ass crack. The metal table creaked under the massive girl’s increasing weight, as she grew a few inches, then a foot. Becky was delighted to see her breasts swell significantly, though she didn’t notice your lower body being pulled tautly against them, or your erection being compressed right into her tightening cleavage. Your arms were stretched to their limits around Becky’s ballooning ass cheeks, forcing you to hug her large hips. Becky, noticing the table beginning to buckle beneath her, finally stopped growing, but not before your limbs were digging into every bit of her supple flesh from tension. You bitterly wondered which would break first; you, or Becky’s seemingly invincible black thong.
Finally standing up and lifting her enormous weight from your torso, Becky was met with raucous applause from dozens of astounded ladies. Quickly glancing down at the table that now had a large ass-shaped dent in it, Becky cheered, “Well I think the Big Bully can get even bigger, but if you girls wanna see that you’ll have to come to my next match! Wooo!” Satisfied with ending on a little cliff-hanger for her fans, Becky began strutting down the central isle of chairs, heading for the exit. Several people had to scramble to their feet as Becky’s swaying hips knocked their chairs over or bumped them in the face, but Becky was too busy drinking in all the applause and cheers to even care. The ones that got out of her way grumbled, but the rest assumed that it was part of Becky’s “bitchy” shtick. You, meanwhile, almost wanted to scream; Becky’s colossal tits were slamming and pressing against your cock so much that you felt like you would explode any second. And as much as you desperately craved some release, Becky’s stupid bet was still looming over your head; if you lost, you’d owe her some ‘big favor,’ and that was the last thing you wanted. So, as Becky took her sweet-ass time sauntering towards the exit doors, you grunted and willed away the overwhelming pressure building up within your groin, as Becky’s chest slammed and slammed and slammed against you.
Can you hold out against this giant tease any longer?
1: Barely, but your excitement makes you shrink more around Becky as she steps through the exit doors. Becky finally notices you and assumes you lost the bet. Does she decide to adjust you to be more comfortable? And what's that "favor" that she wants from you?
2: Yes, you manage to hold out until Becky leaves and returns to her normal size, letting you fall free.
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May 31, 2023
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