You swallow hard as the ring lights illuminate Felicity Lyons, The Pussy Cat. The imposing, curvaceous brunette stood in the center of the ring impatiently. She had a hand on her waist while her hip stuck out to the side, emphasizing her curves. Her black latex body suit was clearly strained to hold in all of her assets.
You decided this was not a woman you wanted to keep waiting, so you quickly made your way to the ring and took on a fighting stance. Felicity stood across the ring from you, but didn't look all that impressed with her opponent for the evening. The bell rang, signaling for the start of the match. You and the Pussy Cat circled each other carefully.
"I heard Touko hired a new guy, I guess you're it?" Felicity asked with a smile.
You respond confidently. "Yup, I'm Tommy, I hope we can have a go---ooof". Your introduction is interrupted as the cat burglar capitalizes on your momentary lapse of defense. She slipped behind you and wrapped her arms around your midsection, squeezing the air from your body as she lifted you off your feet. She wasn't that much taller than you, but she clearly had a strength advantage.
She raised you high enough to be able to whisper in your ear. "Hi Tommy, I'm Felicity. You'll learn quick that you should be on your toes around me," she says with a giggle, before casually tossing you aside.
You quickly make your way back to your feet. She's strong, but at her size you should be able to out quick her. You wait for her to attack so you can counter it, and make a mental note not to make any more introductions after the bell in future matches.
Felicity approaches quickly. You duck under her and attempt to kick out her leg from behind. But she surprises you by catching your kick with her hand and pinning it to the outside of her thick thigh, drawing your body close to her. She blocked your kick without even looking at you! At the moment, you had more pressing concerns, that of your crotch being pressed against the Pussy Cat's round ass. You started to feel yourself get excited, but knew that focus on this match was paramount. You tried to push yourself away, but as you did Felicity used her other arm to trap your hand! She had you hopping on one leg using a single arm to help maintain balance.
She pulled your arm around her abdomen, forcing your bodies to press together even tighter. She laughed as she forced your hand to rub her latex outfit and massage her oversized chest. You started to feel a tingling sensation across your body.
"If you want to frisk me Tommy, you're going to need to do a little better than that!" she laughed. You were getting frustrated, but suddenly felt yourself being lifted off the ground. No...Felicity was still toying with you. You were just shrinking! That serum of Touko was kicking in, and as Felicity held your arm and leg securely, you had nowhere to go but up!
You felt your crotch rub against Felicity's ass as you felt weightless for a moment. Confused, the Pussy Cat looks back and is surprised by what she sees. She releases her hold on you and lets you crash down to the mat. Her eyes run up and down your now 4 foot tall body and she gets a smile on her face. She crouches onto all fours and crawls toward you like a predator. The look on her face sends shivers down your spine, and you retreat, but find yourself cornered by the turnbuckle. The Cat has you trapped like a mouse! She smiles as the realization has hit her as well.
"I felt a little poke from you through my suit just before you shrank Tommy. I wonder if the two are related?" she asked curiously. Felicity stands and towers over your body as you're still seated in the corner. She places a boot against your throat.
"If you know what's good for you, don't. move," she says threateningly. Intimidated, you believe her. Felicity quickly sprints to the opposite corner and turns to barrel directly toward you! At the last moment, she leaps into the air and sticks her legs out in front of her. She wraps them around your 4 foot tall body and the ring post, slamming you with her pussy. Instead of bouncing against you and slamming your head back in a "traditional" bronco buster, the Pussy Cat grips the ropes with one hand and your head with the other. She pulls her body against the corner tightly and forces your head into her crotch. The latex material makes breathing impossible and you flail your arms in an attempt to escape.
She releases the ropes and grabs one of your flailing hands and uses it to once again massage her large chest.
"Mmmmm, are you enjoying our match Tommy? You sure seem like it?" she asks with a laugh, her eyes squarely on your clearly visible erection. She rubs her chest with your hand and continues to grind against your face with her crotch expectantly. Her patience is rewarded as you once again feel a tingling sensation throughout your body. She pulls back from the corner and allows the audience to gawk in silence as her opponent shrinks below 4 feet to just 3 feet tall, but the Pussy Cat isn't satisfied.
She allows you a quick breath, but uses her now overpowering strength to force your head back to her crotch and wraps her thick legs around your neck, making escape completely impossible. Your hands are too short now to reach her chest, so she turns to other methods to excite you, discreetly running her hands down to your full blown erection and gently massaging it between her fingertips. Her actions are hidden fro the audience, but the results are not as you continue to shrink. You started this match at right around 5 feet tall, but now slipped below 2 and a half feet....2 feet...finally Felicia releases you from her Pussy Trap when you reach just 12 inches tall! You've shrunk well out of your wrestling attire and stand naked in the ring, with a cat burglar themed opponent towering above you even though she's only on her knees.
Your instinct is to run. You don't care if you get counted out, but there was no way you were going to finish this match at just a foot in height. You're stopped in your tracks by Felicia calling your name and the sound of a zipper being pulled. You turn your head just for a moment, but freeze as you realize that Felicia has lowered the zipper on the front of her latex outfit, revealing a frilly black bra that did very little to hide her incredible endowments.
"You're not leaving me here, are you Tommy? In our first match together" Felicia asked with a seductive look on her face. She starts to lower herself, letting her breasts hang in the air and exposing more of her cleavage to your lowered sightline.
"I...uh....um...." you stammer for a response. Your mind is frozen and can only gape at the milky flesh that stands out boldly against the sheer black of the rest of Felicia's attire. Sadly, you've let your guard down yet again.
Felicia crawls toward you at a steady pace, her breasts swaying hypnotically as she moved. As she grew closer, her smile grew broader. Before you knew it, her breasts hung directly overhead. With a laugh, Felicia lets her body flop down, her tits burying your foot tall body.
"I told you you should stay on your toes Tommy," Felicia purred as she massaged her breasts, smothering you between them and the mat. When she stood, she made sure you were pinned directly between them. The audience let out a massive cheer as they saw the formerly formidable opponent disappear between the Pussy Cat's breasts. She looked down at you with a Cheshire Cat smile.
"One other thing you'll learn about me Tommy, I always get what I want. And what I want right now, is you," she purrs, zipping her latex outfit closed, covering her breasts and you in the process.
Felicia spread her arms wide as she strutted around the ring showboating for the crowd before slamming her breasts together over your small body. She licks her lips and plops down on her front directly onto the mat, burying you in her milky flesh. She casually lies on her stomach with her legs swinging in the air behind her as she allows the ref to make the count and give her the win.
Victorious, the Pussy Cat stands and seductively rubs her chest. If someone were to walk into the arena at that moment, they would have no clue that she still held her opponent trapped within her cleavage beneath her sweltering black uniform. It didn't look like she was in any rush to let him out either as she sauntered back up the ramp to the back, swiping a watch or two as she delivered high fives to the crowd.
You decided this was not a woman you wanted to keep waiting, so you quickly made your way to the ring and took on a fighting stance. Felicity stood across the ring from you, but didn't look all that impressed with her opponent for the evening. The bell rang, signaling for the start of the match. You and the Pussy Cat circled each other carefully.
"I heard Touko hired a new guy, I guess you're it?" Felicity asked with a smile.
You respond confidently. "Yup, I'm Tommy, I hope we can have a go---ooof". Your introduction is interrupted as the cat burglar capitalizes on your momentary lapse of defense. She slipped behind you and wrapped her arms around your midsection, squeezing the air from your body as she lifted you off your feet. She wasn't that much taller than you, but she clearly had a strength advantage.
She raised you high enough to be able to whisper in your ear. "Hi Tommy, I'm Felicity. You'll learn quick that you should be on your toes around me," she says with a giggle, before casually tossing you aside.
You quickly make your way back to your feet. She's strong, but at her size you should be able to out quick her. You wait for her to attack so you can counter it, and make a mental note not to make any more introductions after the bell in future matches.
Felicity approaches quickly. You duck under her and attempt to kick out her leg from behind. But she surprises you by catching your kick with her hand and pinning it to the outside of her thick thigh, drawing your body close to her. She blocked your kick without even looking at you! At the moment, you had more pressing concerns, that of your crotch being pressed against the Pussy Cat's round ass. You started to feel yourself get excited, but knew that focus on this match was paramount. You tried to push yourself away, but as you did Felicity used her other arm to trap your hand! She had you hopping on one leg using a single arm to help maintain balance.
She pulled your arm around her abdomen, forcing your bodies to press together even tighter. She laughed as she forced your hand to rub her latex outfit and massage her oversized chest. You started to feel a tingling sensation across your body.
"If you want to frisk me Tommy, you're going to need to do a little better than that!" she laughed. You were getting frustrated, but suddenly felt yourself being lifted off the ground. No...Felicity was still toying with you. You were just shrinking! That serum of Touko was kicking in, and as Felicity held your arm and leg securely, you had nowhere to go but up!
You felt your crotch rub against Felicity's ass as you felt weightless for a moment. Confused, the Pussy Cat looks back and is surprised by what she sees. She releases her hold on you and lets you crash down to the mat. Her eyes run up and down your now 4 foot tall body and she gets a smile on her face. She crouches onto all fours and crawls toward you like a predator. The look on her face sends shivers down your spine, and you retreat, but find yourself cornered by the turnbuckle. The Cat has you trapped like a mouse! She smiles as the realization has hit her as well.
"I felt a little poke from you through my suit just before you shrank Tommy. I wonder if the two are related?" she asked curiously. Felicity stands and towers over your body as you're still seated in the corner. She places a boot against your throat.
"If you know what's good for you, don't. move," she says threateningly. Intimidated, you believe her. Felicity quickly sprints to the opposite corner and turns to barrel directly toward you! At the last moment, she leaps into the air and sticks her legs out in front of her. She wraps them around your 4 foot tall body and the ring post, slamming you with her pussy. Instead of bouncing against you and slamming your head back in a "traditional" bronco buster, the Pussy Cat grips the ropes with one hand and your head with the other. She pulls her body against the corner tightly and forces your head into her crotch. The latex material makes breathing impossible and you flail your arms in an attempt to escape.
She releases the ropes and grabs one of your flailing hands and uses it to once again massage her large chest.
"Mmmmm, are you enjoying our match Tommy? You sure seem like it?" she asks with a laugh, her eyes squarely on your clearly visible erection. She rubs her chest with your hand and continues to grind against your face with her crotch expectantly. Her patience is rewarded as you once again feel a tingling sensation throughout your body. She pulls back from the corner and allows the audience to gawk in silence as her opponent shrinks below 4 feet to just 3 feet tall, but the Pussy Cat isn't satisfied.
She allows you a quick breath, but uses her now overpowering strength to force your head back to her crotch and wraps her thick legs around your neck, making escape completely impossible. Your hands are too short now to reach her chest, so she turns to other methods to excite you, discreetly running her hands down to your full blown erection and gently massaging it between her fingertips. Her actions are hidden fro the audience, but the results are not as you continue to shrink. You started this match at right around 5 feet tall, but now slipped below 2 and a half feet....2 feet...finally Felicia releases you from her Pussy Trap when you reach just 12 inches tall! You've shrunk well out of your wrestling attire and stand naked in the ring, with a cat burglar themed opponent towering above you even though she's only on her knees.
Your instinct is to run. You don't care if you get counted out, but there was no way you were going to finish this match at just a foot in height. You're stopped in your tracks by Felicia calling your name and the sound of a zipper being pulled. You turn your head just for a moment, but freeze as you realize that Felicia has lowered the zipper on the front of her latex outfit, revealing a frilly black bra that did very little to hide her incredible endowments.
"You're not leaving me here, are you Tommy? In our first match together" Felicia asked with a seductive look on her face. She starts to lower herself, letting her breasts hang in the air and exposing more of her cleavage to your lowered sightline.
"I...uh....um...." you stammer for a response. Your mind is frozen and can only gape at the milky flesh that stands out boldly against the sheer black of the rest of Felicia's attire. Sadly, you've let your guard down yet again.
Felicia crawls toward you at a steady pace, her breasts swaying hypnotically as she moved. As she grew closer, her smile grew broader. Before you knew it, her breasts hung directly overhead. With a laugh, Felicia lets her body flop down, her tits burying your foot tall body.
"I told you you should stay on your toes Tommy," Felicia purred as she massaged her breasts, smothering you between them and the mat. When she stood, she made sure you were pinned directly between them. The audience let out a massive cheer as they saw the formerly formidable opponent disappear between the Pussy Cat's breasts. She looked down at you with a Cheshire Cat smile.
"One other thing you'll learn about me Tommy, I always get what I want. And what I want right now, is you," she purrs, zipping her latex outfit closed, covering her breasts and you in the process.
Felicia spread her arms wide as she strutted around the ring showboating for the crowd before slamming her breasts together over your small body. She licks her lips and plops down on her front directly onto the mat, burying you in her milky flesh. She casually lies on her stomach with her legs swinging in the air behind her as she allows the ref to make the count and give her the win.
Victorious, the Pussy Cat stands and seductively rubs her chest. If someone were to walk into the arena at that moment, they would have no clue that she still held her opponent trapped within her cleavage beneath her sweltering black uniform. It didn't look like she was in any rush to let him out either as she sauntered back up the ramp to the back, swiping a watch or two as she delivered high fives to the crowd.
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May 31, 2023
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