Right back into her cleavage.
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 27
"No, wait!" you shouted as her fingers wrapped around you, but it was too late. She brought you back to her chest, but this time she didn't toss you in like she did before. She brought you down against the surface of her right breast and pressed you down. The pressure wasn't too bad for now, but you were completely pinned between her smooth hands and the suffocating plushness of her breast. She slid you down between her cleavage, your manhood reinvigorating from the friction. She pulled her hand out after a few minutes of rubbing, and you were suspended once again between those monstrous tits.
"Test number one," she said thoughtfully. "Can you withstand a lot of pressure?" She placed a hand on the outside of each breast and smushed them together hard. You were in decent shape all things told, as her breasts were too soft to create too much pressure around you, but you still felt like your eyes might pop out. You couldn't get any breath, but now that you thought back on it, you haven't really needed any so far. In any case, this wasn't quite as bad yet as he'd had it in the Big Booty Queen's ass.
She went on for what seemed like forever, but was probably about 30 minutes, just releasing and reapplying the pressure. You may have withstood it in some circumstances, but you'd been put through the ringer of delirious ass and breast knockout squeezes for the better part of this day, and you didn't have much willpower to spare. You remained conscious, but your struggles faded quickly. After about a half hour, Felicity pulled you out of her cleavage to inspect you. "Uh huh. A little woozy, but there doesn't seem to be any damage whatsoever. Great! On to test number two! What are your physical capabilities compared to your full-sized self?"
She placed you on the ground, and from her description, you half expected her to ask you to try and lift her. But she just stood there, watching. You looked around hopeful for a way out.
"Well?" she said.
"Well what?"
"Aren't you going to try and run?" You looked at her confused, but then you turned and ran for all you were worth. Maybe she wasn't sincere in giving you a chance to escape, but if she was letting her guard down for even a second, maybe you could pull off an escape after all. There was a vent on the floor not too far away, and you veered toward it.
"Ah, so you can still only run about as fast as makes sense proportional to your body. I was curious if you'd be able to leap around like a bug at that size." She laughed. "Well, that's that, I guess." She made a light leap forward and came crashing down in front of you, just inches from the vent. You made a little hop and tried to vault over her foot, but she was already crouching and caught you out of the air before you could come down through the grate. "Nice try, though." She stuck you back in her cleavage once more, but you weren't destined to stay there long.
"Final test, you cutie. How nice do you feel when constrained in my clothing?"
"Haven't you figured that out already?" you shouted up from between the Pussy Cat's massive boobs. "I've spent 95% of my time with you stuck in your clothes!"
"I couldn't quite hear that down there," she lied. "Anyway, let's get you to the experiment site. She reached below her breasts and grabbed at her outfit, struggling to create some space between it and her front. She only got a small amount, but that's all she needed. "That'll do. Down you go!" She began to hop a little bit. Her boobs slammed together from the jostling, but you could feel yourself sliding downward. Before too long, your legs were in the open air underneath her boobs, and not too long after, your entire body fell free. You slid down, down into the dark. You managed to catch yourself on her navel on the way, but her hopping didn't allow you to maintain your grip. You didn't go much further though, as her outfit was snug against you once more as it rejoined her body just above her panty line. She moved her hands down and pulled her outfit away from her crotch. Much to your relief, she did not get her thong when she did, and you slid down outside of the soft cotton panties coming to a stop just against her warm womanhood.
"Your job is to try to get out of there," she said. You did as you were told and struggled to make some progress out of this predicament. It didn't go well for you, but it went splendidly for her. "There you go, little mouse," she said "That's just perfect."
You wriggled and tried to squirm free for about 10 minutes, but you couldn't move an inch. Her outfit was so tight, you imagined somebody might be able to make out the lines of your muscles if they looked at Felicity up-close. After those ten minutes, Felicity was having a hard time being composed. She was biting her lip and had at some point crossed her legs to keep you closer. But she didn't want to give in so quickly. She had to be the master of this situation, so before she could go much further with it, she uncrossed her legs and declared the test conclusive. "Phew, yes, I think you feel just fine contained in there. You'd probably feel nice just about anywhere in this suit. With those tests out of the way, I think I can safely say you're my new favorite toy, and the other girls here can pry you out of my cold dead hands if they want a turn. You're mine for good now!"
You were about to shout in protest, but you were interrupted by...
"Test number one," she said thoughtfully. "Can you withstand a lot of pressure?" She placed a hand on the outside of each breast and smushed them together hard. You were in decent shape all things told, as her breasts were too soft to create too much pressure around you, but you still felt like your eyes might pop out. You couldn't get any breath, but now that you thought back on it, you haven't really needed any so far. In any case, this wasn't quite as bad yet as he'd had it in the Big Booty Queen's ass.
She went on for what seemed like forever, but was probably about 30 minutes, just releasing and reapplying the pressure. You may have withstood it in some circumstances, but you'd been put through the ringer of delirious ass and breast knockout squeezes for the better part of this day, and you didn't have much willpower to spare. You remained conscious, but your struggles faded quickly. After about a half hour, Felicity pulled you out of her cleavage to inspect you. "Uh huh. A little woozy, but there doesn't seem to be any damage whatsoever. Great! On to test number two! What are your physical capabilities compared to your full-sized self?"
She placed you on the ground, and from her description, you half expected her to ask you to try and lift her. But she just stood there, watching. You looked around hopeful for a way out.
"Well?" she said.
"Well what?"
"Aren't you going to try and run?" You looked at her confused, but then you turned and ran for all you were worth. Maybe she wasn't sincere in giving you a chance to escape, but if she was letting her guard down for even a second, maybe you could pull off an escape after all. There was a vent on the floor not too far away, and you veered toward it.
"Ah, so you can still only run about as fast as makes sense proportional to your body. I was curious if you'd be able to leap around like a bug at that size." She laughed. "Well, that's that, I guess." She made a light leap forward and came crashing down in front of you, just inches from the vent. You made a little hop and tried to vault over her foot, but she was already crouching and caught you out of the air before you could come down through the grate. "Nice try, though." She stuck you back in her cleavage once more, but you weren't destined to stay there long.
"Final test, you cutie. How nice do you feel when constrained in my clothing?"
"Haven't you figured that out already?" you shouted up from between the Pussy Cat's massive boobs. "I've spent 95% of my time with you stuck in your clothes!"
"I couldn't quite hear that down there," she lied. "Anyway, let's get you to the experiment site. She reached below her breasts and grabbed at her outfit, struggling to create some space between it and her front. She only got a small amount, but that's all she needed. "That'll do. Down you go!" She began to hop a little bit. Her boobs slammed together from the jostling, but you could feel yourself sliding downward. Before too long, your legs were in the open air underneath her boobs, and not too long after, your entire body fell free. You slid down, down into the dark. You managed to catch yourself on her navel on the way, but her hopping didn't allow you to maintain your grip. You didn't go much further though, as her outfit was snug against you once more as it rejoined her body just above her panty line. She moved her hands down and pulled her outfit away from her crotch. Much to your relief, she did not get her thong when she did, and you slid down outside of the soft cotton panties coming to a stop just against her warm womanhood.
"Your job is to try to get out of there," she said. You did as you were told and struggled to make some progress out of this predicament. It didn't go well for you, but it went splendidly for her. "There you go, little mouse," she said "That's just perfect."
You wriggled and tried to squirm free for about 10 minutes, but you couldn't move an inch. Her outfit was so tight, you imagined somebody might be able to make out the lines of your muscles if they looked at Felicity up-close. After those ten minutes, Felicity was having a hard time being composed. She was biting her lip and had at some point crossed her legs to keep you closer. But she didn't want to give in so quickly. She had to be the master of this situation, so before she could go much further with it, she uncrossed her legs and declared the test conclusive. "Phew, yes, I think you feel just fine contained in there. You'd probably feel nice just about anywhere in this suit. With those tests out of the way, I think I can safely say you're my new favorite toy, and the other girls here can pry you out of my cold dead hands if they want a turn. You're mine for good now!"
You were about to shout in protest, but you were interrupted by...
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