Shrinking at the hands of Madame Bosomy
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 18
You had barely returned to your corner before the next round began. Truth be told you were hoping for a bit more of a rest, so you could figure out how to deal with Milly. She had seemed so clueless at first, but it seemed like luck or some hidden skill had kept you from gaining the upper hand. It didn't help that her costume was so... provocative. As you cautiously stepped forward towards the center of the ring, Madame Bosomy seemed to be trying to re-adjust her uniform, as she kept tugging at the edge of her top, or flattening her skirt over her long legs. Despite her fidgeting, Milly could not get her low-cut black top to cover up any more. It barely came up past her nipples, as you could see the slightly darkened edges of her areolas just peeking over the fabrics frilly seams. You kept finding your eyes drifting downwards every time Milly absent-mindedly caused her enormous chest to wobble back and forth, and had to remind yourself to keep your guard up. How the hell had this clumsy girl nearly beaten you in the first round, anyway? She seemed to damn clueless, as she turned around and fiddled with the lacing of her skirt. She wasn't even looking at you! You considered attacking while she was looking elsewhere, but you felt like that might have been a ploy on her part. Or was she actually distracted, this time? You couldn't tell at all...
Madame Bosomy finally turned back, and smiled when she saw your hesitant pose, still awkwardly turned to one side in an attempt to downplay the bulge in your small shorts. With a big smile, and speaking with the thicker accent for the crowd's sake, Milly said loudly, "Merci beaucoup for waiting so patiently for me to fix my outfit! It can be so... tight, as I'm sure you see!" The audience laughed along with her little joke, and Milly smirked as she watched you blatantly trying not to stare at the skin-tight fabric stretched across her chest, "Well zen, shall we continue where we left off?" Milly gave you an eager little smirk and bent towards you, hanging her swaying cleavage down for you to see, as she began approaching you with a playful look in her eye.
Deciding that attacking Milly head on was a surefire way to get crushed again, you decided to try and use her poor reaction time and coordination to your advantage. You shifted in one direction, causing Milly to react, then quickly reversed and dashed back to the other side. Before Milly could redirect the heaving weight of her chest, you rushed over and grabbed her by one arm. Except Milly was a bit taller than you now, and her height allowed her to slip her arm over yours, before twisting your shoulder and locking your elbow against her narrow waist. Thinking quickly, you tried to duck and roll out of her grab. You had managed to get the first part right, but as you turned back to face Milly in an attempt to slip your arm free, she pulled you closer, causing you to swing around right into her. Your face slammed against one of Madame Bosomy's soft breasts, before you rebounded in a daze. Milly giggled as her chest shook from the impact and exclaimed in amazement, "Oh my! You were moving so fast, my eyes could hardly keep up with you! Was that your opening move?" There was a hint of teasing in her voice, as her breasts continued to quiver right at your eye-level after your failed attack.
You tried to look up at Milly over her enormous chest, and retorted, "No, but this is!" You deftly hooked one foot between Milly's legs, and swung to one side, attempting to send her off balance and tumbling backwards. You figured her self-described 'top-heaviness' would make that an affective takedown. Instead, as you knocked one foot out from under her, she dropped forwards. You caught a gleefully surprised look in Milly's big eyes, before your face was plunged into her descending cleavage. You groaned loudly as Milly's body, which was thankfully light due to her slender frame, settled against your body while she made no attempt whatsoever to slow herself. You barely managed to stay standing as you rocked backwards, painfully supporting all of this girl's weight. If not for Touko's stupid serum, you'd have been able to hold her up and probably push her aside no problem, but instead she was bigger than you and you ended up using all your strength just to keep from falling to the floor beneath her.
Milly felt your face wedging into her cleavage as your hands feebly pushed against her smooth waist in an attempt to keep her from bowling you over, and giggled, "Heehee, I have warned you zat I am top heavy before, no? It is very dangerous to knock me over like zis!" You grumbled, annoyed that not only did your plan did not work at all as intended, but that Milly was so entertained that she began wiggling her body enticingly on top of you as she exclaimed, "And now you are so, what is ze word, vulnerable?"
Shifted briefly, Milly pressed a warm and thick thigh between your legs, until it bumped into your crotch. Milly briefly flexed her leg across your groin, causing you to wince as you felt her soft skin pushing against your stiffening member, separated only by your thin shorts. You tried to push Milly off of you before she felt anything, but only moved her an inch before her body plopped back against you, jiggling again from the collision. Milly, seeming oblivious to your growing excitement and fear, hummed coyly, "You see? All anyone would have to do to trip you is give a tiny, little, itty-bitty nudge!" Milly demonstrated her version of a leg-sweep by grinding her leg upwards, pressing your boner firmly against her warm thigh, as your heart raced uncontrollably. There was no way she didn't feel your cock twitching against her, but she just kept rubbing her thigh around in a circle, until you started to feel dizzy. You turned from side to side, hoping to get some fresh air, but you couldn't peel your face from Milly's sweetly scented cleavage, as her breast jiggled softly against your face. It felt like your strength was being drained from your body. As you felt your knees buckling, you realized that it was Touko's goddamn serum again, shrinking you. Why did this keep happening at the worst possible time!?
You felt your body dwindling in size, slowly, as Milly continued to grind against you playfully. You grunted in a final attempt to keep from falling backwards, but the weight of Milly's body had become too much. With a coy giggle, Milly collapsed onto the floor, immediately crushing you once more as her body jiggled back and forth on top of you. "Desole, monsieur Terrible! I did not mean to squish you so terribly, down zere! I was only trying to demonstrate ze technique!" You must have shrunk down to nearly 4 feet tall; you pushed against Milly's shoulders in an attempt to roll her to the side, like you did last time, but you could hardly budge her. Milly watched with a smirk as your hands frantically squeezed her round chest as you tried to recover from her little 'accident.' She thought your struggling was adorable, especially after your extreme confidence earlier. It helped that your groping felt wonderfully ticklish to her, giving her goosebumps as you pushed desperately against her. The reason you were so panicked was because you could feel yourself slowly shrinking as Milly coyly rocked her hips from side to side, rubbing her thighs against either side of your stiff member.
Milly called over her shoulder, "What do you think? I had better get off of him before he suffocates, no?" There was an uproar as the cheering crowd began shouting various answers. It seemed like most people wanted to Madame Bosomy accidentally squish the new guy some more. Milly giggled and said, "I think you are right! Monsieur Terrible deserves one more chance." Milly playfully wiggled her shoulders a final time, smearing her enormous tits against your face, and causing you to shrink another few inches. What Milly hadn't seemed to notice was that, as you were frantically racing your hands along her body in an attempt to find leverage, her little shaking motion had jammed your hands into her frilly shoulder straps. Your wrists were stuck between the straps and her slender shoulders, while your fingers ended up getting tangled in the frilly decorative lacing. As Milly stood back up, you ended up going with her. Your 3 foot body was suspended, with your arms acting like tethers, keeping you strapped against her chest. Thanks to your awkward positioning, your head was being pulled right into the underside of Madame Bosomy's cleavage. If not for the tight silk top, you probably would have been smothered to death.
Milly got to her feet and stepped back, glancing at the now bare floor, before exclaiming in shock, "Mon dieu! He vanished!" Whirling to one side, Milly scanned for you. Her quick movement threw her chest to the left, causing your face to wobble along with the underside of her heaving tits. When she didn't see you, Milly turned in the other direction and called curiously, "Monsieur Terrible? Where have you gone?" You groaned as the clueless girl swung her tremendous chest swung back and forth, rubbing it against your face with every movement. It was very awkward for you, as your arms sunk into the undersides of Milly's bouncy breasts, forcing your head up into her cleavage as the rest of your body dangled below, helplessly. Thanks to her gigantic breasts, and your now comparatively tiny body, Milly couldn't see you from her position. At least, she was too inattentive to glance down and see the tuft of hair sticking out from below her cleavage. Occasionally you caught a glimpse, through her valley of cleavage, at Milly's confused face.
Madame Bosomy finally turned back, and smiled when she saw your hesitant pose, still awkwardly turned to one side in an attempt to downplay the bulge in your small shorts. With a big smile, and speaking with the thicker accent for the crowd's sake, Milly said loudly, "Merci beaucoup for waiting so patiently for me to fix my outfit! It can be so... tight, as I'm sure you see!" The audience laughed along with her little joke, and Milly smirked as she watched you blatantly trying not to stare at the skin-tight fabric stretched across her chest, "Well zen, shall we continue where we left off?" Milly gave you an eager little smirk and bent towards you, hanging her swaying cleavage down for you to see, as she began approaching you with a playful look in her eye.
Deciding that attacking Milly head on was a surefire way to get crushed again, you decided to try and use her poor reaction time and coordination to your advantage. You shifted in one direction, causing Milly to react, then quickly reversed and dashed back to the other side. Before Milly could redirect the heaving weight of her chest, you rushed over and grabbed her by one arm. Except Milly was a bit taller than you now, and her height allowed her to slip her arm over yours, before twisting your shoulder and locking your elbow against her narrow waist. Thinking quickly, you tried to duck and roll out of her grab. You had managed to get the first part right, but as you turned back to face Milly in an attempt to slip your arm free, she pulled you closer, causing you to swing around right into her. Your face slammed against one of Madame Bosomy's soft breasts, before you rebounded in a daze. Milly giggled as her chest shook from the impact and exclaimed in amazement, "Oh my! You were moving so fast, my eyes could hardly keep up with you! Was that your opening move?" There was a hint of teasing in her voice, as her breasts continued to quiver right at your eye-level after your failed attack.
You tried to look up at Milly over her enormous chest, and retorted, "No, but this is!" You deftly hooked one foot between Milly's legs, and swung to one side, attempting to send her off balance and tumbling backwards. You figured her self-described 'top-heaviness' would make that an affective takedown. Instead, as you knocked one foot out from under her, she dropped forwards. You caught a gleefully surprised look in Milly's big eyes, before your face was plunged into her descending cleavage. You groaned loudly as Milly's body, which was thankfully light due to her slender frame, settled against your body while she made no attempt whatsoever to slow herself. You barely managed to stay standing as you rocked backwards, painfully supporting all of this girl's weight. If not for Touko's stupid serum, you'd have been able to hold her up and probably push her aside no problem, but instead she was bigger than you and you ended up using all your strength just to keep from falling to the floor beneath her.
Milly felt your face wedging into her cleavage as your hands feebly pushed against her smooth waist in an attempt to keep her from bowling you over, and giggled, "Heehee, I have warned you zat I am top heavy before, no? It is very dangerous to knock me over like zis!" You grumbled, annoyed that not only did your plan did not work at all as intended, but that Milly was so entertained that she began wiggling her body enticingly on top of you as she exclaimed, "And now you are so, what is ze word, vulnerable?"
Shifted briefly, Milly pressed a warm and thick thigh between your legs, until it bumped into your crotch. Milly briefly flexed her leg across your groin, causing you to wince as you felt her soft skin pushing against your stiffening member, separated only by your thin shorts. You tried to push Milly off of you before she felt anything, but only moved her an inch before her body plopped back against you, jiggling again from the collision. Milly, seeming oblivious to your growing excitement and fear, hummed coyly, "You see? All anyone would have to do to trip you is give a tiny, little, itty-bitty nudge!" Milly demonstrated her version of a leg-sweep by grinding her leg upwards, pressing your boner firmly against her warm thigh, as your heart raced uncontrollably. There was no way she didn't feel your cock twitching against her, but she just kept rubbing her thigh around in a circle, until you started to feel dizzy. You turned from side to side, hoping to get some fresh air, but you couldn't peel your face from Milly's sweetly scented cleavage, as her breast jiggled softly against your face. It felt like your strength was being drained from your body. As you felt your knees buckling, you realized that it was Touko's goddamn serum again, shrinking you. Why did this keep happening at the worst possible time!?
You felt your body dwindling in size, slowly, as Milly continued to grind against you playfully. You grunted in a final attempt to keep from falling backwards, but the weight of Milly's body had become too much. With a coy giggle, Milly collapsed onto the floor, immediately crushing you once more as her body jiggled back and forth on top of you. "Desole, monsieur Terrible! I did not mean to squish you so terribly, down zere! I was only trying to demonstrate ze technique!" You must have shrunk down to nearly 4 feet tall; you pushed against Milly's shoulders in an attempt to roll her to the side, like you did last time, but you could hardly budge her. Milly watched with a smirk as your hands frantically squeezed her round chest as you tried to recover from her little 'accident.' She thought your struggling was adorable, especially after your extreme confidence earlier. It helped that your groping felt wonderfully ticklish to her, giving her goosebumps as you pushed desperately against her. The reason you were so panicked was because you could feel yourself slowly shrinking as Milly coyly rocked her hips from side to side, rubbing her thighs against either side of your stiff member.
Milly called over her shoulder, "What do you think? I had better get off of him before he suffocates, no?" There was an uproar as the cheering crowd began shouting various answers. It seemed like most people wanted to Madame Bosomy accidentally squish the new guy some more. Milly giggled and said, "I think you are right! Monsieur Terrible deserves one more chance." Milly playfully wiggled her shoulders a final time, smearing her enormous tits against your face, and causing you to shrink another few inches. What Milly hadn't seemed to notice was that, as you were frantically racing your hands along her body in an attempt to find leverage, her little shaking motion had jammed your hands into her frilly shoulder straps. Your wrists were stuck between the straps and her slender shoulders, while your fingers ended up getting tangled in the frilly decorative lacing. As Milly stood back up, you ended up going with her. Your 3 foot body was suspended, with your arms acting like tethers, keeping you strapped against her chest. Thanks to your awkward positioning, your head was being pulled right into the underside of Madame Bosomy's cleavage. If not for the tight silk top, you probably would have been smothered to death.
Milly got to her feet and stepped back, glancing at the now bare floor, before exclaiming in shock, "Mon dieu! He vanished!" Whirling to one side, Milly scanned for you. Her quick movement threw her chest to the left, causing your face to wobble along with the underside of her heaving tits. When she didn't see you, Milly turned in the other direction and called curiously, "Monsieur Terrible? Where have you gone?" You groaned as the clueless girl swung her tremendous chest swung back and forth, rubbing it against your face with every movement. It was very awkward for you, as your arms sunk into the undersides of Milly's bouncy breasts, forcing your head up into her cleavage as the rest of your body dangled below, helplessly. Thanks to her gigantic breasts, and your now comparatively tiny body, Milly couldn't see you from her position. At least, she was too inattentive to glance down and see the tuft of hair sticking out from below her cleavage. Occasionally you caught a glimpse, through her valley of cleavage, at Milly's confused face.
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May 31, 2023
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