Tracy's telekinesis
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 38
With a satisfied smack of her lips, Tracy sighed, “Ah, that hit the spot!” and tossed another empty vial aside, leaving just one remaining in the briefcase. Turning her attention downwards, to where your body was currently smooshed between her fingertip and her boob, Tracy finally pulled her hand away. As you jiggled beneath her chest, she asked simply, “Alright tiny, are you done down there?” Unable to hear your exhausted response, Tracy peeled her top back, finally relieving the pressure that had kept you sealed against her skin for so long. You fell into a gasping, sweaty heap in the cup of her uniform, as she eyed you with amusement and prodded one finger against your sticky but still throbbing and unsatisfied erection. Tracy smirked when a small strand of cum stuck to her, “Heh, looks like you had a lot of fun down there!” You gazed up what felt like 50 feet to Tracy’s beautiful smirking face, wishing there was some clever comeback you could throw at her, but your mind was coming up blank.
Catching the irritated look you were giving her from below her bare breast, Tracy taunted, “Anyway, cutie, I hope my grade A tits managed to lift your spirits a bit, especially after losing that bet soooooo badly.”
As she victoriously shook her chest, causing her pink nubs to wiggle in the air above you, you decided to try and take her down a peg, “Whatever Tracy! That was a rigged bet if ever I’ve seen one, which is probably the only way you can win anything anyway!”
At your rebuttal, Tracy’s smug grin shifted into a very slightly less smug grin, “Oh, what’s that, tiny? Sorry, I couldn’t hear you from all the way up here. Can you come up and repeat that?” You clenched your fists, knowing that Tracy was just trying to get under your skin since it was obvious you were literally trapped in the cup of her stretchy top. But then, something weird happened… you felt a slight tingle, and then you were weightless. You had begun to float! As you slowly rose into the air, you found yourself approaching Tracy, who was watching with astonishment. You began pinwheeling your arms in a haphazard attempt to control your trajectory, but with no success; Tracy’s huge breast came close and closer. After a few moments of tumbling awkwardly through the air, you slammed into Tracy’s pink nipple, only to ricochet off due to your momentum. Tracy snickered softly, “Heh, woah…” and you felt the strange force, or whatever it was, dissipating. You began to fall, thankfully towards the clear plastic table instead of back into her shirt.
Landing with a light thud, you sat up and rubbed your head, trying to make sense of what just happened. Tracy, meanwhile, let her top snap back around her jugs and leaned in to ask, “That was neat! How’d you do that?” As you turned to say you had no idea, you suddenly felt the force returning. You lifted a few inches into the air, and began slowly spinning, as Tracy gasped, “Ohmygod… I think I’m doing it!” You fell back down to the table in another dizzy heap while Tracy giggled with immense excitement, just as you heard someone coming over.
The table beneath your feet shuddered violently as another buxom cheerleader leaned her weight against it. From above, you heard the familiar voice of Lacy, the monster-boobed redhead, “What’s so funny Tracy?” Following Tracy’s gaze, Lacy spotted your ant-sized body on the table. Happy to see you, Lacy turned and faced her tightly clothed chest in your direction, “Hey Tommy! I was wondering where my little boob-lover ran off to!” You frowned, ruefully wishing that someone, anyone but Lacy, had been the one to come over. She was more liable to make things infinitely worse for you, than to help.
Excited by her discovery, Tracy blurted, “Lacy, I have to show you this! It’s soooo cool!” Now that she had an audience, Tracy focused her thoughts, and smiled when she managed to lift you from the table, “It’s like I have telekineni-whatever!”
You exclaimed in surprise as you began rising into the air, further and further, unable to stop yourself. Lacy emitted an astonished, “Wooooah…” and rested her elbows on the table to watch. But as she leaned in, she unwittingly swung her bulging canopy of underboob over you, which you were now quickly ascending straight towards. Hoping to get the attention of one of the girls, you began flailing and shouting, “Tracy, put me down!” but Tracy was locked in concentration, and didn’t hear you. You instead looked to Lacy, who was giving you a coy little smirk over her huge chest, “Move Lacy, you’re in the way! YOU’RE IN THE-” SQUISH! “…way.” You finished your thought just as your body was stuffed up into the underside of Lacy’s warm cleavage, before becoming wedged in place as Tracy’s telekinetic powers faded.
Lacy, who had felt your body coming to a jiggly stop between her breasts, exclaimed sarcastically. “Ooooh, you meant my tits were in your way? How rude of me.” Leaving you stuck for the time being, Lacy swung her huge wobbling chest around to face Tracy, “I think you need more practice, hun.”
More annoyed by her friend’s criticism than concerned for the tiny man she’d just gotten squashed, Tracy rolled her eyes, “Well like, it’s harder than it looks, okay? Hang on…” Tracy tried to mentally lift a pen that was sitting on the table, but it didn’t budge. “Huh, I guess I can only use my powers on him. Alright, stand still…” Focusing her thoughts on you, Tracy tried to lift you free from her friend’s cleavage with brute force. You felt the same sensation beginning to pull you upwards, slowly sliding you further into Lacy’s cleavage. What the hell!? Why didn’t they just pull you out with their hands, was is really necessary for Tracy to use her stupid powers!? Apparently so, because both girls watched anxiously as Lacy’s chest began to wobble and quiver from the slight force you were exerting on it, as your body displaced her soft flesh in order to fit through. Lacy smirked when she realized that the tickling sensation she had been feeling against one of her breasts was your hardened member smearing its way up her skin.
After a solid minute of squeezing your way through Lacy’s cleavage, you popped free, and soared into the air! The girls both laughed at your sudden appearance from Lacy’s deep cleavage, while Tracy managed to get your naked body to hover in the air between them. Taking a moment to brag, Tracy exclaimed, “There! Cool, right?”
As you remained suspended in the air, Lacy bent down slightly to get a closer look at you, “Haha yeah Tracy, that was great! Wow, I forgot how small he got.” Lacy was right; you were no bigger than an ant, thanks to the horrible and extended teasing these girls had put you through. Lacy pushed a red lock of hair out of her eyes as a smug grin formed on her face, “Boy, Tommy, you’re still looking a little, heh, eager after our cheerleading show!” Lacy’s eyes darted down to your engorged, swollen member, which was sticking out from between your legs for both girls to see.
You blushed and frowned, hating how you still had to put up with these girls, and tried to defend yourself, “I’m just feeling a little frustrated because Tracy here spent the past 15 minutes squishing me with her boob, even while she was drinking my antidote!” You pointed an accusing finger back at Tracy, who just shrugged. Taking a moment to glance at the table where your briefcase of vials was, your eyes widened as you saw just how many Tracy had taken for herself; all but one. “TRACY, are you kidding me? You only left me one!? That was my only way to get big again!”
Tracy, thinking only of herself, smirked back, “Yeah but like, I think it gave me super powers! How cool is THAT!?” As if to demonstrate just how ‘cool’ her powers were, Tracy began spinning you through the air, making you dizzy in seconds, as you cried, “NO, IT’S FUCKING STUPID!”
Catching the irritated look you were giving her from below her bare breast, Tracy taunted, “Anyway, cutie, I hope my grade A tits managed to lift your spirits a bit, especially after losing that bet soooooo badly.”
As she victoriously shook her chest, causing her pink nubs to wiggle in the air above you, you decided to try and take her down a peg, “Whatever Tracy! That was a rigged bet if ever I’ve seen one, which is probably the only way you can win anything anyway!”
At your rebuttal, Tracy’s smug grin shifted into a very slightly less smug grin, “Oh, what’s that, tiny? Sorry, I couldn’t hear you from all the way up here. Can you come up and repeat that?” You clenched your fists, knowing that Tracy was just trying to get under your skin since it was obvious you were literally trapped in the cup of her stretchy top. But then, something weird happened… you felt a slight tingle, and then you were weightless. You had begun to float! As you slowly rose into the air, you found yourself approaching Tracy, who was watching with astonishment. You began pinwheeling your arms in a haphazard attempt to control your trajectory, but with no success; Tracy’s huge breast came close and closer. After a few moments of tumbling awkwardly through the air, you slammed into Tracy’s pink nipple, only to ricochet off due to your momentum. Tracy snickered softly, “Heh, woah…” and you felt the strange force, or whatever it was, dissipating. You began to fall, thankfully towards the clear plastic table instead of back into her shirt.
Landing with a light thud, you sat up and rubbed your head, trying to make sense of what just happened. Tracy, meanwhile, let her top snap back around her jugs and leaned in to ask, “That was neat! How’d you do that?” As you turned to say you had no idea, you suddenly felt the force returning. You lifted a few inches into the air, and began slowly spinning, as Tracy gasped, “Ohmygod… I think I’m doing it!” You fell back down to the table in another dizzy heap while Tracy giggled with immense excitement, just as you heard someone coming over.
The table beneath your feet shuddered violently as another buxom cheerleader leaned her weight against it. From above, you heard the familiar voice of Lacy, the monster-boobed redhead, “What’s so funny Tracy?” Following Tracy’s gaze, Lacy spotted your ant-sized body on the table. Happy to see you, Lacy turned and faced her tightly clothed chest in your direction, “Hey Tommy! I was wondering where my little boob-lover ran off to!” You frowned, ruefully wishing that someone, anyone but Lacy, had been the one to come over. She was more liable to make things infinitely worse for you, than to help.
Excited by her discovery, Tracy blurted, “Lacy, I have to show you this! It’s soooo cool!” Now that she had an audience, Tracy focused her thoughts, and smiled when she managed to lift you from the table, “It’s like I have telekineni-whatever!”
You exclaimed in surprise as you began rising into the air, further and further, unable to stop yourself. Lacy emitted an astonished, “Wooooah…” and rested her elbows on the table to watch. But as she leaned in, she unwittingly swung her bulging canopy of underboob over you, which you were now quickly ascending straight towards. Hoping to get the attention of one of the girls, you began flailing and shouting, “Tracy, put me down!” but Tracy was locked in concentration, and didn’t hear you. You instead looked to Lacy, who was giving you a coy little smirk over her huge chest, “Move Lacy, you’re in the way! YOU’RE IN THE-” SQUISH! “…way.” You finished your thought just as your body was stuffed up into the underside of Lacy’s warm cleavage, before becoming wedged in place as Tracy’s telekinetic powers faded.
Lacy, who had felt your body coming to a jiggly stop between her breasts, exclaimed sarcastically. “Ooooh, you meant my tits were in your way? How rude of me.” Leaving you stuck for the time being, Lacy swung her huge wobbling chest around to face Tracy, “I think you need more practice, hun.”
More annoyed by her friend’s criticism than concerned for the tiny man she’d just gotten squashed, Tracy rolled her eyes, “Well like, it’s harder than it looks, okay? Hang on…” Tracy tried to mentally lift a pen that was sitting on the table, but it didn’t budge. “Huh, I guess I can only use my powers on him. Alright, stand still…” Focusing her thoughts on you, Tracy tried to lift you free from her friend’s cleavage with brute force. You felt the same sensation beginning to pull you upwards, slowly sliding you further into Lacy’s cleavage. What the hell!? Why didn’t they just pull you out with their hands, was is really necessary for Tracy to use her stupid powers!? Apparently so, because both girls watched anxiously as Lacy’s chest began to wobble and quiver from the slight force you were exerting on it, as your body displaced her soft flesh in order to fit through. Lacy smirked when she realized that the tickling sensation she had been feeling against one of her breasts was your hardened member smearing its way up her skin.
After a solid minute of squeezing your way through Lacy’s cleavage, you popped free, and soared into the air! The girls both laughed at your sudden appearance from Lacy’s deep cleavage, while Tracy managed to get your naked body to hover in the air between them. Taking a moment to brag, Tracy exclaimed, “There! Cool, right?”
As you remained suspended in the air, Lacy bent down slightly to get a closer look at you, “Haha yeah Tracy, that was great! Wow, I forgot how small he got.” Lacy was right; you were no bigger than an ant, thanks to the horrible and extended teasing these girls had put you through. Lacy pushed a red lock of hair out of her eyes as a smug grin formed on her face, “Boy, Tommy, you’re still looking a little, heh, eager after our cheerleading show!” Lacy’s eyes darted down to your engorged, swollen member, which was sticking out from between your legs for both girls to see.
You blushed and frowned, hating how you still had to put up with these girls, and tried to defend yourself, “I’m just feeling a little frustrated because Tracy here spent the past 15 minutes squishing me with her boob, even while she was drinking my antidote!” You pointed an accusing finger back at Tracy, who just shrugged. Taking a moment to glance at the table where your briefcase of vials was, your eyes widened as you saw just how many Tracy had taken for herself; all but one. “TRACY, are you kidding me? You only left me one!? That was my only way to get big again!”
Tracy, thinking only of herself, smirked back, “Yeah but like, I think it gave me super powers! How cool is THAT!?” As if to demonstrate just how ‘cool’ her powers were, Tracy began spinning you through the air, making you dizzy in seconds, as you cried, “NO, IT’S FUCKING STUPID!”
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May 31, 2023
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