You have to admit, you're a bit surprised by Sadie's pleasant-looking reaction. When you realized that your erection was poking against her, after all the compliments you just gave her, you feared that she might mistake you for some sort of perverted cat-caller, buttering her up just to get in her pants. But she doesn't seem disgusted or upset with you, and you're fairly certain she can feel your member prodding her. As the elevator doors close on you again, you wonder what's going through her head at the moment.
"Ooh," Sadie thinks to herself, "looks like this cute lil' dumplin' likes things frisky. I wonder just how much." Just when you thought you noticed a flirty gleam in Sadie's eye, you feel the pressure around your body increase as she squeezes you harder, hugging you deeper against her. You want to tell her to let you go finally, but the wind is squeezed out of your body by her powerful arms, nearly threatening to snap you in two. Overwhelmed by Sadie's soft, lusty body, it feels like you're drowning in a vat of quicksand while an anaconda is squeezing you to death.
Before you lose consciousness against her, you hear Sadie say "Oh! Now where are my manners?" before releasing you, letting you fall to the elevator floor gasping for breath. "In all the commotion, plumb forgot to introduce myself," she says while getting down to her knees in front of you, her body still towering over your shrunken form. "I'm Sadie Mae McCully, of the Wrasslin' McCullys," she continues, "But folks 'round these parts often call me Southern Charm, cause I'm just burstin' with it." She flexes her arms in a strong-man pose and proudly puffs out her massive chest, and you hear a few faint ripping sounds come from her small shirt. Clearly charm isn't the only thing she's bursting with. Her introduction finished, Sadie puts her hands on her knees, squeezing her breasts between her arms, and leans in towards you, her eyes wide with fascination. "So, you handsome devil with a silver tongue, what do I have the pleasure of callin' you?"
You manage to get up to your feet and introduce yourself, attempting to hide your obvious erection while you do so, "Um, hi. My name's Tommy. I'm actually a new wrestler here, believe it or not." Sadie blinks in surprise at first but confirms your claim by looking down and finally noticing your wrestling shorts, labeled "Tom the Terrible."
"Well aint that somethin'," she sings. "Welcome to the DWA, Tommy. It's a pleasure to have you on board."
"Um, thanks." It's a little awkward to introduce yourself to a fellow wrestler after such an awkward situation, but at least this is the longest and most relaxed conversation you've had with one of the women here. Sadie seems nice enough, if a little oblivious. Maybe she can help you out. You start explaining to her that you're lost and ask if she could maybe show you around the venue.
Sadie listens to your plight with a pleasant smile but her mind starts to wander. She thinks back to your flattering words. She's never been complimented so much about her figure, especially not from a cute little fella like you. She especially enjoyed the (rather hard) compliment your body gave hers just now, and she thinks it's sweet that you would try to give her a pick me up by (in her mind) purposely rubbing your erection against her like that. Her momma always told her: if a boy goes through all that trouble for you, they must really have a thing for you. Elated, Sadie holds her hands to her blushing cheeks.
You finish talking, but Sadie doesn't answer your question. She seems distracted by something. You're glad Sadie seems to have confidence back, but you hope she didn't take any of your kind words, or your awkward boner, the wrong way. You're just trying to get somewhere in this crazy place, not get with her. You already have enough on your plate, what with your "little" problem. "Um, Sadie? Would you mind helping me out?"
Sadie snaps out of her trance. "What?...O-oh, yeah! Sure thing, darlin'! Just follow me." She gets up and turns around, showing off her massive, denim-clad rear to you again as she opens the elevator doors with a button press. She looks over her shoulder at you. "C'mon now, Tommy. Don't fall behind. Unless your a'hankerin' for a view of this gorgeous behind the whole way over." She gives her massive ass a strong smack, making its creamy cheeks jiggle deliciously in front of you, and gives you a flirty wink. You blush and politely look away. Yep, she definitely has her confidence back. You quickly walk up next to her, her big booty directly next to your head now and still bouncing. Sadie giggles at your gentlemanly attempts to avoid staring at her. "Ok, Tommy, let's go," she says, and you both finally exit the elevator.
Where does Sadie lead you?
"Ooh," Sadie thinks to herself, "looks like this cute lil' dumplin' likes things frisky. I wonder just how much." Just when you thought you noticed a flirty gleam in Sadie's eye, you feel the pressure around your body increase as she squeezes you harder, hugging you deeper against her. You want to tell her to let you go finally, but the wind is squeezed out of your body by her powerful arms, nearly threatening to snap you in two. Overwhelmed by Sadie's soft, lusty body, it feels like you're drowning in a vat of quicksand while an anaconda is squeezing you to death.
Before you lose consciousness against her, you hear Sadie say "Oh! Now where are my manners?" before releasing you, letting you fall to the elevator floor gasping for breath. "In all the commotion, plumb forgot to introduce myself," she says while getting down to her knees in front of you, her body still towering over your shrunken form. "I'm Sadie Mae McCully, of the Wrasslin' McCullys," she continues, "But folks 'round these parts often call me Southern Charm, cause I'm just burstin' with it." She flexes her arms in a strong-man pose and proudly puffs out her massive chest, and you hear a few faint ripping sounds come from her small shirt. Clearly charm isn't the only thing she's bursting with. Her introduction finished, Sadie puts her hands on her knees, squeezing her breasts between her arms, and leans in towards you, her eyes wide with fascination. "So, you handsome devil with a silver tongue, what do I have the pleasure of callin' you?"
You manage to get up to your feet and introduce yourself, attempting to hide your obvious erection while you do so, "Um, hi. My name's Tommy. I'm actually a new wrestler here, believe it or not." Sadie blinks in surprise at first but confirms your claim by looking down and finally noticing your wrestling shorts, labeled "Tom the Terrible."
"Well aint that somethin'," she sings. "Welcome to the DWA, Tommy. It's a pleasure to have you on board."
"Um, thanks." It's a little awkward to introduce yourself to a fellow wrestler after such an awkward situation, but at least this is the longest and most relaxed conversation you've had with one of the women here. Sadie seems nice enough, if a little oblivious. Maybe she can help you out. You start explaining to her that you're lost and ask if she could maybe show you around the venue.
Sadie listens to your plight with a pleasant smile but her mind starts to wander. She thinks back to your flattering words. She's never been complimented so much about her figure, especially not from a cute little fella like you. She especially enjoyed the (rather hard) compliment your body gave hers just now, and she thinks it's sweet that you would try to give her a pick me up by (in her mind) purposely rubbing your erection against her like that. Her momma always told her: if a boy goes through all that trouble for you, they must really have a thing for you. Elated, Sadie holds her hands to her blushing cheeks.
You finish talking, but Sadie doesn't answer your question. She seems distracted by something. You're glad Sadie seems to have confidence back, but you hope she didn't take any of your kind words, or your awkward boner, the wrong way. You're just trying to get somewhere in this crazy place, not get with her. You already have enough on your plate, what with your "little" problem. "Um, Sadie? Would you mind helping me out?"
Sadie snaps out of her trance. "What?...O-oh, yeah! Sure thing, darlin'! Just follow me." She gets up and turns around, showing off her massive, denim-clad rear to you again as she opens the elevator doors with a button press. She looks over her shoulder at you. "C'mon now, Tommy. Don't fall behind. Unless your a'hankerin' for a view of this gorgeous behind the whole way over." She gives her massive ass a strong smack, making its creamy cheeks jiggle deliciously in front of you, and gives you a flirty wink. You blush and politely look away. Yep, she definitely has her confidence back. You quickly walk up next to her, her big booty directly next to your head now and still bouncing. Sadie giggles at your gentlemanly attempts to avoid staring at her. "Ok, Tommy, let's go," she says, and you both finally exit the elevator.
Where does Sadie lead you?
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May 31, 2023
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