"There, what do you think," Ally asks as, curious about your thoughts on her outfit. With her ass fully engulfing your face, you of course can't say anything about it, let alone look at it. Ally giggles when she feels the familiar sensation of your muffled voice vibrating against her butt. Acting coy again, she says, "Hmm, what'd you say Tommy? I didn't quite catch that...haha, oh right, you, like, can't exactly get a good look at this outfit from that position, now can you? Hold on."
To give you a better look, Ally starts shifting around, but her curves still make it hard for her to move in the cramped booth, meaning she's still mostly pressed against you as she moves. You feel her big, soft rear smear itself across your face as she turns to face you, and you gasp for breath when you're finally free of it. You look up to see Ally striking a pose in a sparkly red and white leotard, which clings very tightly to her figure. "Tada! So, do you like it? Does it look like something I could rev up the crowd in? Does it rev you up," she asks wryly.
Once again, you're dumbfounded by Ally modeling another extremely sexy outfit, this one with star-shaped holes of various sizes revealing tantalizing portions of her navel, sides, and other parts of her body. Your shorts still down, you feel your cock, still covered by Ally's thong, twitch at the sight of her towering above you, her huge breasts blocking most of your view of her face, and you know that's not good for you. You're glad Ally and her cheerleaders are nice enough to offer to help you, but you can't handle all of their aggressive teasing, making you shrink more by the minute. She has to have noticed what's been happening to you by now, right? Or is she somehow too focused on having fun with you to notice? Whatever the case, you have to somehow end this before you shrink to the size of an action figure. You decide to quickly choose an outfit for Ally, as you promised, then take your chance to politely leave before she can arouse you anymore. "Well, uh, I think that this outfit is--"
"Hold on, Tommy," Ally interrupts, sensing your attempt to make a quick decision. "Don't be so hasty. This is my future uniform we're talking about here, so I need you to think about this reeeeal hard, kay?" Ally starts to slowly gyrate in front of you, sensually sliding her hands up and down her voluptuous body. "Before you make a decision, you should get a gooood, loooong look at this outfit, drink in every inch of it." You watch speechless as Ally puts on a little show for you. "Honestly, I think this outfit has the best of the three uniforms we just showed you. Its cute, clingy, and flashy, like the one I had." You follow Ally's hands as they slink up to her hefty chest above you, and you notice another star hole beneath her bust, revealing the undersides of her breasts. Ally continues, "It rocks some great under-boob, like Lacy's outfit." She presses her breasts together, making them swell above you. You're transfixed on the opening beneath them as some of their flesh slowly spills past it.
"And, like Stacy's outfit, it shows off soooo much cleavage," Ally adds. "Here, let me show you." To give you a better look, Ally kneels down in front of you, bringing herself down to your level. Once again, Ally overestimates the amount of space she has in the booth, and you look on as her huge breasts slide down along the changing booth door, directly towards you. Before you can warn her, Ally's breasts slither down past your face, easily engulfing it and silencing you for a moment, before stopping at your chest, covering your tiny torso and pinning you against the door.
Just as Ally said, her leotard shows off all the cleavage her breasts have to offer, and it's nearly impossible for you to look away. "See, Tommy, don't you think all this cleavage is just perfect for attracting everyone's attention," Ally asks, squeezing her chest between her arms to puff up her cleavage more. She giggles when you don't respond, clearly too distracted. "Don't believe me? Here, take a closer look." She puts a hand behind your head and firmly pushes your head against her awaiting bosom. She laughs as she watches you try and squirm your head free then squeezes her breasts together, sandwiching it between them.
She keeps you like this for a minute before letting you go, giving you a chance to breath. "Ok, well it looks like we like the front so far, but how do we like the back?" Ally stands back up (letting her soft melons brush past you for a moment again) and turns around, once again putting her huge booty just inches from your face. Like with the rest of her body, the suit clings tightly to her butt, like a second skin, and emphasizes its size and width. You also spot another star-shaped hole on the center of her rear, showing off much of her ass cleavage as parts of her thick cheeks spill from the hole.
Ally looks over her shoulder and snickers when she spots you gawking. "Ok, so we know it looks nice, but how does it feel?" Just as you think that's an odd question for her to ask you, since she's the one wearing it, Ally grabs your hands. "C'mon, Tommy, no need to be shy." Using her hands, Ally places yours on her butt, letting your hands sink against her doughy flesh as she forces you to grope her. "Mmmm, yeah. how's that feel? Good?" You softly whimper in awe and wonder as you enjoy the sensation of Ally's ass, the thin material of her leotard doing nothing to hide it's softness and warmth. As she keeps making you fondle her, Ally asks, "So I think we've got a good *ahem* grasp of all this outfit has to offer now. What do you think, Tommy? You like?"
You're completely out of your depth here. Spending anymore time with Ally could be dangerous for your health. She's got you aroused beyond belief, and, if you let her keep it up, you'll be shrinking in no time. You've got to end this. Just choose a uniform so she'll let you go.
To give you a better look, Ally starts shifting around, but her curves still make it hard for her to move in the cramped booth, meaning she's still mostly pressed against you as she moves. You feel her big, soft rear smear itself across your face as she turns to face you, and you gasp for breath when you're finally free of it. You look up to see Ally striking a pose in a sparkly red and white leotard, which clings very tightly to her figure. "Tada! So, do you like it? Does it look like something I could rev up the crowd in? Does it rev you up," she asks wryly.
Once again, you're dumbfounded by Ally modeling another extremely sexy outfit, this one with star-shaped holes of various sizes revealing tantalizing portions of her navel, sides, and other parts of her body. Your shorts still down, you feel your cock, still covered by Ally's thong, twitch at the sight of her towering above you, her huge breasts blocking most of your view of her face, and you know that's not good for you. You're glad Ally and her cheerleaders are nice enough to offer to help you, but you can't handle all of their aggressive teasing, making you shrink more by the minute. She has to have noticed what's been happening to you by now, right? Or is she somehow too focused on having fun with you to notice? Whatever the case, you have to somehow end this before you shrink to the size of an action figure. You decide to quickly choose an outfit for Ally, as you promised, then take your chance to politely leave before she can arouse you anymore. "Well, uh, I think that this outfit is--"
"Hold on, Tommy," Ally interrupts, sensing your attempt to make a quick decision. "Don't be so hasty. This is my future uniform we're talking about here, so I need you to think about this reeeeal hard, kay?" Ally starts to slowly gyrate in front of you, sensually sliding her hands up and down her voluptuous body. "Before you make a decision, you should get a gooood, loooong look at this outfit, drink in every inch of it." You watch speechless as Ally puts on a little show for you. "Honestly, I think this outfit has the best of the three uniforms we just showed you. Its cute, clingy, and flashy, like the one I had." You follow Ally's hands as they slink up to her hefty chest above you, and you notice another star hole beneath her bust, revealing the undersides of her breasts. Ally continues, "It rocks some great under-boob, like Lacy's outfit." She presses her breasts together, making them swell above you. You're transfixed on the opening beneath them as some of their flesh slowly spills past it.
"And, like Stacy's outfit, it shows off soooo much cleavage," Ally adds. "Here, let me show you." To give you a better look, Ally kneels down in front of you, bringing herself down to your level. Once again, Ally overestimates the amount of space she has in the booth, and you look on as her huge breasts slide down along the changing booth door, directly towards you. Before you can warn her, Ally's breasts slither down past your face, easily engulfing it and silencing you for a moment, before stopping at your chest, covering your tiny torso and pinning you against the door.
Just as Ally said, her leotard shows off all the cleavage her breasts have to offer, and it's nearly impossible for you to look away. "See, Tommy, don't you think all this cleavage is just perfect for attracting everyone's attention," Ally asks, squeezing her chest between her arms to puff up her cleavage more. She giggles when you don't respond, clearly too distracted. "Don't believe me? Here, take a closer look." She puts a hand behind your head and firmly pushes your head against her awaiting bosom. She laughs as she watches you try and squirm your head free then squeezes her breasts together, sandwiching it between them.
She keeps you like this for a minute before letting you go, giving you a chance to breath. "Ok, well it looks like we like the front so far, but how do we like the back?" Ally stands back up (letting her soft melons brush past you for a moment again) and turns around, once again putting her huge booty just inches from your face. Like with the rest of her body, the suit clings tightly to her butt, like a second skin, and emphasizes its size and width. You also spot another star-shaped hole on the center of her rear, showing off much of her ass cleavage as parts of her thick cheeks spill from the hole.
Ally looks over her shoulder and snickers when she spots you gawking. "Ok, so we know it looks nice, but how does it feel?" Just as you think that's an odd question for her to ask you, since she's the one wearing it, Ally grabs your hands. "C'mon, Tommy, no need to be shy." Using her hands, Ally places yours on her butt, letting your hands sink against her doughy flesh as she forces you to grope her. "Mmmm, yeah. how's that feel? Good?" You softly whimper in awe and wonder as you enjoy the sensation of Ally's ass, the thin material of her leotard doing nothing to hide it's softness and warmth. As she keeps making you fondle her, Ally asks, "So I think we've got a good *ahem* grasp of all this outfit has to offer now. What do you think, Tommy? You like?"
You're completely out of your depth here. Spending anymore time with Ally could be dangerous for your health. She's got you aroused beyond belief, and, if you let her keep it up, you'll be shrinking in no time. You've got to end this. Just choose a uniform so she'll let you go.
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May 31, 2023
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