"But I think I won't stop until you're the size of an action figure!" Castor cooed.
The audience went wild, thus shrinking you a little bit more.
You took a few steps away from Castor in fear, but she leaned forward and spun around, quickly slapping your face with her booty with enough force to spin you around. She took the advatage to step towards you and use her butt to knock you over.
You landed on your face and shrunk a bit more. When you tried to get up, you were forced back down when she threw herself buttfirst on your back.
"Oh! Such a nice cushion! This might make up your indiscretions, but I doubt it," Castor said as she grinded her butt against you. "At best, your first bit of merchandise probably will be a lady's chair cushion. Designed to look like a life-sized Tommy the Terrible!"
Quite a few of the audience laughed, but some seemed ti star inquiring about such a product. Both of which began to shrink you even more.
Castor stood up and picked you up. Now you were about a foot and a half. She looked you over and said, "Hnnn... This might be a good time for our camera crew to take photos for the Tommy the Terrible seat cushions!"
She then walked over to where some camera people were at and held you out to them.
With each snapshot, you shrank and shrank until you were 3 and a half inches tall.
"Aaaaaand we have our goal!" Castor cooed before she gave you a kiss. Her lips practically eclipsed your head. She then put you on the mat and pressed her boobs against you.
After the three count, she placed you inside her bosom. Castor then walked out of the ring and headed backstage, blowing kisses as she did so.
Her boobs were soft, every soft. You'd be lying if you claimed you didn't enjoy that part. But the part where you were you were pretty much a piece of property of Castor's? Not so much.
Once out of public view, she picked you out of her cleavage and stared at you for a few moments, studying you with a slight smile.
After a few moments, she said...
The audience went wild, thus shrinking you a little bit more.
You took a few steps away from Castor in fear, but she leaned forward and spun around, quickly slapping your face with her booty with enough force to spin you around. She took the advatage to step towards you and use her butt to knock you over.
You landed on your face and shrunk a bit more. When you tried to get up, you were forced back down when she threw herself buttfirst on your back.
"Oh! Such a nice cushion! This might make up your indiscretions, but I doubt it," Castor said as she grinded her butt against you. "At best, your first bit of merchandise probably will be a lady's chair cushion. Designed to look like a life-sized Tommy the Terrible!"
Quite a few of the audience laughed, but some seemed ti star inquiring about such a product. Both of which began to shrink you even more.
Castor stood up and picked you up. Now you were about a foot and a half. She looked you over and said, "Hnnn... This might be a good time for our camera crew to take photos for the Tommy the Terrible seat cushions!"
She then walked over to where some camera people were at and held you out to them.
With each snapshot, you shrank and shrank until you were 3 and a half inches tall.
"Aaaaaand we have our goal!" Castor cooed before she gave you a kiss. Her lips practically eclipsed your head. She then put you on the mat and pressed her boobs against you.
After the three count, she placed you inside her bosom. Castor then walked out of the ring and headed backstage, blowing kisses as she did so.
Her boobs were soft, every soft. You'd be lying if you claimed you didn't enjoy that part. But the part where you were you were pretty much a piece of property of Castor's? Not so much.
Once out of public view, she picked you out of her cleavage and stared at you for a few moments, studying you with a slight smile.
After a few moments, she said...
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May 31, 2023
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