Becky's 'helping hand' pt 2
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 27
Your tired shoulder was aching as you tried to lift Becky’s chest with every tug, and you were already exhausted. You couldn’t keep going like this, so you tried asking again, “Would you please get your tits off me?”
Becky smiled, thinking it was hysterical how hard you were trying to jerk off to her while she effortlessly teased and smothered you with the mere weight of her perky chest. You must have really badly wanted her, Becky thought smugly, if you were so eager to continue even with her tormenting you like this! Loving the sound of you begging for her to let you continue, Becky’s voice turned mocking, “Hmmmmm, and why would I do that?” Becky kept fidgeting as she spoke, which simultaneously felt wonderful and immensely inconvenient since you could barely move with her heavy flesh bearing down on you. She knew exactly why you wanted her to lean back, but she wanted to make you admit it first.
You let a shaky breath and tried to keep the anger and exasperation out of your voice as you barely kept her massive breast from completely engulfing your hard, trembling cock, “... so I can finish!?”
Still carelessly resting her huge rack right on your body, Becky taunted, “I guess you’ll just have to work for it, pipsqueak. I mean, can’t you keep it up just a little longer?” The giantess snickered to herself as she felt you tugging furiously, simultaneously masturbating and jostling her boobs up and down. It had become hilariously clear to Becky that you were desperately trying to climax before she squished you entirely. Just to make your task even more challenging, the huge brat began to softly shake her chest back and forth, pounding your torso beneath her flesh and constantly knocking your hands away from your stiff cock.
You tried to cry out, “Becky -mmf- could you please -nngh- stop already!?” but Becky’s flesh kept pressing heavily onto your face or squeezing into your mouth. The fact that you were still struggling to reach for your crotch proved, Becky decided, that you couldn’t help yourself around her, which made her swell with delight.
As her breasts slowly wobbled on top of you, Becky poorly feigned concern, “Better hurry up and finish, little man. I’m not gonna be holding these beauties back much longer~!” You felt the warm, sweaty flesh of Becky’s tit begin to descend even further, and you nearly screamed. You were so close to orgasm, you could feel the pulsing head of your cock rubbing against Becky’s skin… but her flesh was too fucking heavy. You let out a final angry NNGH! as your arms abruptly collapsed to the table beneath the quivering weight she had settled on top of you, leaving you incapable of reaching your own throbbing crotch any longer. Becky giggled as she felt your erection twitching against her, “...aaaand, squish! Haha, a girl can really get used to that!”
Having won her little game, Becky took the time to relish her victory by lightly pressing her breasts together, sandwiching your exposed cock between each mass of flesh. Smooshing her chest from both sides, Becky felt you physically shaking with frustration and rage, which only encouraged her to taunt further, “I guess that definitively proves who Tom’s favorite wrestler is! It’s ♫ the Biggest Bully, the baddest bitch ♫, haha!” Becky practically sang her own theme song as she left your cock to tremble and leak precum between her plump breasts. Now that you’d basically admitted just how badly you wanted her, she was in no hurry to finish you off. Instead, she gave her chest a few more playful but obnoxiously slow squeezes, “Hey teeny, it feels like you didn’t finish fast enough down there… what a shame. Oh well, you know what they say! If you can’t handle me at my biggest, you don’t deserve me at my bounciest, hahaha!” Finally releasing her chest (so it immediately bounced directly onto your face and cock), Becky laughed as you gave a very angry grunt from beneath, figuring you were more frustrated than ever!
Finally releasing her chest (so it immediately bounced back onto you), Becky chuckled calmly to herself, “Alright well that was fun, but now back to something actually important: checking out my super-hot new outfit!” Intending to leave you high and dry, Becky slid back, before rolling her breasts across the table (even rudely crushing your face into her nipple one last time) and lifting her huge body into the air.
Where are you?
Becky smiled, thinking it was hysterical how hard you were trying to jerk off to her while she effortlessly teased and smothered you with the mere weight of her perky chest. You must have really badly wanted her, Becky thought smugly, if you were so eager to continue even with her tormenting you like this! Loving the sound of you begging for her to let you continue, Becky’s voice turned mocking, “Hmmmmm, and why would I do that?” Becky kept fidgeting as she spoke, which simultaneously felt wonderful and immensely inconvenient since you could barely move with her heavy flesh bearing down on you. She knew exactly why you wanted her to lean back, but she wanted to make you admit it first.
You let a shaky breath and tried to keep the anger and exasperation out of your voice as you barely kept her massive breast from completely engulfing your hard, trembling cock, “... so I can finish!?”
Still carelessly resting her huge rack right on your body, Becky taunted, “I guess you’ll just have to work for it, pipsqueak. I mean, can’t you keep it up just a little longer?” The giantess snickered to herself as she felt you tugging furiously, simultaneously masturbating and jostling her boobs up and down. It had become hilariously clear to Becky that you were desperately trying to climax before she squished you entirely. Just to make your task even more challenging, the huge brat began to softly shake her chest back and forth, pounding your torso beneath her flesh and constantly knocking your hands away from your stiff cock.
You tried to cry out, “Becky -mmf- could you please -nngh- stop already!?” but Becky’s flesh kept pressing heavily onto your face or squeezing into your mouth. The fact that you were still struggling to reach for your crotch proved, Becky decided, that you couldn’t help yourself around her, which made her swell with delight.
As her breasts slowly wobbled on top of you, Becky poorly feigned concern, “Better hurry up and finish, little man. I’m not gonna be holding these beauties back much longer~!” You felt the warm, sweaty flesh of Becky’s tit begin to descend even further, and you nearly screamed. You were so close to orgasm, you could feel the pulsing head of your cock rubbing against Becky’s skin… but her flesh was too fucking heavy. You let out a final angry NNGH! as your arms abruptly collapsed to the table beneath the quivering weight she had settled on top of you, leaving you incapable of reaching your own throbbing crotch any longer. Becky giggled as she felt your erection twitching against her, “...aaaand, squish! Haha, a girl can really get used to that!”
Having won her little game, Becky took the time to relish her victory by lightly pressing her breasts together, sandwiching your exposed cock between each mass of flesh. Smooshing her chest from both sides, Becky felt you physically shaking with frustration and rage, which only encouraged her to taunt further, “I guess that definitively proves who Tom’s favorite wrestler is! It’s ♫ the Biggest Bully, the baddest bitch ♫, haha!” Becky practically sang her own theme song as she left your cock to tremble and leak precum between her plump breasts. Now that you’d basically admitted just how badly you wanted her, she was in no hurry to finish you off. Instead, she gave her chest a few more playful but obnoxiously slow squeezes, “Hey teeny, it feels like you didn’t finish fast enough down there… what a shame. Oh well, you know what they say! If you can’t handle me at my biggest, you don’t deserve me at my bounciest, hahaha!” Finally releasing her chest (so it immediately bounced directly onto your face and cock), Becky laughed as you gave a very angry grunt from beneath, figuring you were more frustrated than ever!
Finally releasing her chest (so it immediately bounced back onto you), Becky chuckled calmly to herself, “Alright well that was fun, but now back to something actually important: checking out my super-hot new outfit!” Intending to leave you high and dry, Becky slid back, before rolling her breasts across the table (even rudely crushing your face into her nipple one last time) and lifting her huge body into the air.
Where are you?
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May 31, 2023
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