Your weary body still lying on the bench, you look on as Veronica saunters her way out of the locker room, her hips swaying in a way that could mesmerize any man. She stops when she reaches the door, noticing you're not following like she commanded. She rests her body in the doorway, casually striking a pose that shows of her voluptuous figure to you, and gives you a smirk from over her shoulder. "Well, are you coming or not? I was hoping we could get some personal time together. Is the feeling not mutual?"
After all that Sadie put you through, not to mention your (apparently) random shrinking bouts caused by Touko's serum, you're reluctant to get acquainted with another woman at this league. Then again, Southern Charm did just get done teaching you the hard way that you shouldn't do anything to piss off any of the women here. In no condition to incite Veronica's wrath, you force yourself to get up and follow her.
Veronica leads you down a long hallway towards her dressing room. She deliberately walks in front of you so you can enjoy the sight of her massively round ass wobbling sensually with every step she takes, her small towel hiding only the smallest portions of her bouncing, well-tanned flesh. You can hardly believe she managed to wrap that small piece of fabric around her body. It's just as astonishing as the fact that she's walking out in the open wearing nothing but that! Clearly Veronica's so confident in her curvy, dynamite body that she doesn't hesitate to show it off anyway she can whenever possible, not that you can really blame her. As you finally approach her room, you manage to peel your eyes off Veronica to notice her stage name, Jezebel, written on the door. The "J" in her name is shaped like a dominatrix whip, foreshadowing what might be in store with you if you keep spending time with this woman. Just as you give a nervous gulp, Veronica purposely makes a sudden stop at her door, pretending to have trouble with it, allowing you to collide with her from behind. You wince as you bump into the bigger woman, your still-erect cock colliding with her plump rear. "Oops, sorry, Tommy. This thing gets a little stuck sometimes," Veronica says coyly as she pretends to fiddle with the handle, wiggling her butt against you more as she does. After a few slow, deliberate moments, the door finally opens, and you follow Veronica and her jiggling ass inside.
Jezebel's room sports a red color scheme, like the wrestler herself. Inside you see she has a variety of outfits, toys, and accessories she likes to use every now and then in the ring, some for when she's feeling especially playful, others for when she wants to all-out dominate her opponent. You can spy her iconic latex outfit hanging on a closet door nearby. Veronica leads you to a heart-shaped love seat and gestures for you to sit down. Once you do, she sits as well, her huge frame easily taking up most of the space on the seat and making things very cramped for you as she presses up against you. "So, Tommy," Veronica says breathily as she sultrily creeps an arm around you to curl up closer to you. "How have you been enjoying the DWA so far?"
"W-well, it's certainly been...an experience," you say a little nervously as you recall today's events. You try not to gawp at Veronica's heaving breasts, still moist from her shower, as she slowly presses them against your chest, but they draw more of your gaze as each second goes by, a drop of water trickling down their cleavage as her areolas peek out from behind the confining fabric. "Hey, uh, Veronica," you ask. "Since we're finally at your room, are you sure you don't wanna change into something else?"
Veronica looks at her towel for a moment, pretending to adjust it while thinking to further draw your attention, then says, "Hmm, I might later, depending on how our conversation goes, but right now I'm comfortable like this." She presses herself closer to you and coos, "don't tell me you're actually complaining?"
"W-well, you say you want to have a conversation, but it won't be easy for me to talk to you when I don't really know where to look," you say as your eyes dart back and forth between Veronica's gorgeous face and her huge breasts.
"Why, Tommy, you're welcome to look wherever you want," Veronica says as she leans in even closer, making sure her breasts take up most of your vision. Your eyes widen as you watch the weak knot Veronica made on her towel slowly come apart from the weight of her breasts, threatening to break free in a matter of moments if she does nothing. "Do you see something you like," she asks, your stunned stammering giving her all the answer she needs.
Just as you can't take your eyes of Veronica, she's clearly got her eyes set on you, giving off predatory gleam you don't quite notice thanks to her distractingly huge boobs. Jezebel is known for skillfully using her assets to get whatever she wants, both inside and outside the ring, and this time she wants you.
The question is: how will she go about turning you into her newest love slave?
After all that Sadie put you through, not to mention your (apparently) random shrinking bouts caused by Touko's serum, you're reluctant to get acquainted with another woman at this league. Then again, Southern Charm did just get done teaching you the hard way that you shouldn't do anything to piss off any of the women here. In no condition to incite Veronica's wrath, you force yourself to get up and follow her.
Veronica leads you down a long hallway towards her dressing room. She deliberately walks in front of you so you can enjoy the sight of her massively round ass wobbling sensually with every step she takes, her small towel hiding only the smallest portions of her bouncing, well-tanned flesh. You can hardly believe she managed to wrap that small piece of fabric around her body. It's just as astonishing as the fact that she's walking out in the open wearing nothing but that! Clearly Veronica's so confident in her curvy, dynamite body that she doesn't hesitate to show it off anyway she can whenever possible, not that you can really blame her. As you finally approach her room, you manage to peel your eyes off Veronica to notice her stage name, Jezebel, written on the door. The "J" in her name is shaped like a dominatrix whip, foreshadowing what might be in store with you if you keep spending time with this woman. Just as you give a nervous gulp, Veronica purposely makes a sudden stop at her door, pretending to have trouble with it, allowing you to collide with her from behind. You wince as you bump into the bigger woman, your still-erect cock colliding with her plump rear. "Oops, sorry, Tommy. This thing gets a little stuck sometimes," Veronica says coyly as she pretends to fiddle with the handle, wiggling her butt against you more as she does. After a few slow, deliberate moments, the door finally opens, and you follow Veronica and her jiggling ass inside.
Jezebel's room sports a red color scheme, like the wrestler herself. Inside you see she has a variety of outfits, toys, and accessories she likes to use every now and then in the ring, some for when she's feeling especially playful, others for when she wants to all-out dominate her opponent. You can spy her iconic latex outfit hanging on a closet door nearby. Veronica leads you to a heart-shaped love seat and gestures for you to sit down. Once you do, she sits as well, her huge frame easily taking up most of the space on the seat and making things very cramped for you as she presses up against you. "So, Tommy," Veronica says breathily as she sultrily creeps an arm around you to curl up closer to you. "How have you been enjoying the DWA so far?"
"W-well, it's certainly been...an experience," you say a little nervously as you recall today's events. You try not to gawp at Veronica's heaving breasts, still moist from her shower, as she slowly presses them against your chest, but they draw more of your gaze as each second goes by, a drop of water trickling down their cleavage as her areolas peek out from behind the confining fabric. "Hey, uh, Veronica," you ask. "Since we're finally at your room, are you sure you don't wanna change into something else?"
Veronica looks at her towel for a moment, pretending to adjust it while thinking to further draw your attention, then says, "Hmm, I might later, depending on how our conversation goes, but right now I'm comfortable like this." She presses herself closer to you and coos, "don't tell me you're actually complaining?"
"W-well, you say you want to have a conversation, but it won't be easy for me to talk to you when I don't really know where to look," you say as your eyes dart back and forth between Veronica's gorgeous face and her huge breasts.
"Why, Tommy, you're welcome to look wherever you want," Veronica says as she leans in even closer, making sure her breasts take up most of your vision. Your eyes widen as you watch the weak knot Veronica made on her towel slowly come apart from the weight of her breasts, threatening to break free in a matter of moments if she does nothing. "Do you see something you like," she asks, your stunned stammering giving her all the answer she needs.
Just as you can't take your eyes of Veronica, she's clearly got her eyes set on you, giving off predatory gleam you don't quite notice thanks to her distractingly huge boobs. Jezebel is known for skillfully using her assets to get whatever she wants, both inside and outside the ring, and this time she wants you.
The question is: how will she go about turning you into her newest love slave?
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May 31, 2023
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