“If you apologize and are reeeal nice, maybe we'll help you out," Lacy offers, unable to hide the smugness in her voice. She hums expectantly as you’re forced to endure every gentle, excruciating shake she makes with her chest in a bid to further entice you. Your cock aches at the feeling of Lacy’s immensely soft flesh jiggling against you, but your blood boils at the thought of apologizing to these bratty girls for anything. Fighting your male urges, you try and tell Lacy to piss off, but your angry voice merely tickles against her smooth skin. She giggles and takes that as a sign that you just need more convincing. “After all, who needs Ally when you’ve got the best pair of bazongas in the whole league here literally staring you in the face?” Tracy clears her throat. “Oh, and Tracy’s too, of course,” Lacy quickly adds. “Bottom line, tiny: you’ve got yourself two pairs of awesome titties for the price of one, but you’ve still been acting like a sour puss. How’s about a little gratitude for once?”
“Lacy’s boasting aside, she’s got a point, Tommy,” Tracy says as she sits back up on the sofa, gifting herself a better view of your miniscule body telekinetically plastered against Lacy’s boob. “Here we are, just trying to have some fun with the new guy, and you’ve been bad-mouthing us this whole time. For such a tiny guy, you’ve been sitting on an awfully high horse. Well guess what, Napoleon: we’re all you’ve got right now. So, unless you don’t want us to do something about this...,” Tracy gently exerts more force with her powers, making you wince as you--and especially your cock--sink a little deeper against Lacy’s humongous tit. “I suggest you do what she said and say you’re sorry.” Tracy shrugs. “Or not. It’s your call. But is it really that hard for you?” Stifling a snicker, Tracy exerts just a teensy bit more of her power on you to punctuate her joke. With even just that added bit of pressure, your sore manhood begins to throb. You feel you could explode any moment now.
But just before you can, both girls suddenly pull themselves off you, letting your body float in the air longingly as you cough for breath. Tracy uses her telekinesis to make you face her, and she smiles as she watches your cock wavering firmly but uselessly in her direction, confident that you couldn't tear your eyes from her even without her powers keeping you in place. Showing off her flexibility, she lifts and fully extends a shapely leg before sexily crossing it over her other leg, deliberately letting the underside of her imposingly thick thigh glide by mere millimeters away from your trembling erection. Not wanting to be left out, Lacy quickly plops herself on the sofa next to Tracy, the impact causing her chest to wobble hypnotically. The redhead gives one breast a quick but pronounced squeeze, letting her creamy flesh easily spill past her fingers and then some, and the sight of your cock twitching at the gesture brings a smile to her face.
Both giantesses eye you eagerly while they bring their gorgeous faces closer to yours, as if to better hear the two little (and completely undeserved) words they want you to say. As you’re forced to helplessly dangle in the air in front of these two bratty beauties, you can’t help but notice the way Tracy and Lacy have leaned in together on the couch, casually emphasizing their soft assets to you. The left side of one girl’s breast is deliciously pressed against the right side of the other girl’s, forming a deep and fleshy crevice that’s impossible not to notice. “Well? We’re waiting~,” Lacy says pompously, snapping you out of your near-trance.
You glare up at them and defiantly scoff, ”Sure, two pairs of ‘awesome titties’ and not a lick of brains between them. After all you’ve put me through, do you really think I want your so-called ‘help’ right now? You’ve been humiliating me nonstop, and in case you had forgotten, YOU DRANK MY FREAKING ANTIDOTE!!! Apologize!? Like hell I will!!”
Lacy scoffs and rolls her eyes, “Yeah, yeah: We, like, drank your precious antidote, or whatever. We heard you the first time. But, like, if it was that important, maybe you shouldn't have taken taken so long to drink it, huh? I seem to recall you were busy drooling over someone this whole time.” Making her point, Lacy crosses her arms beneath her chest, hefting her bare breasts to make them seem even bigger (if that were even possible).
The sight alone is enough to sap more of your will and stiffen more of your cock, but Tracy won’t let it stop there. “Maybe he needs a couple more reasons,” she quips before pulling up on her spandex top, letting her huge, perky melons bounce free next to Lacy’s. You’re still staring in awe as Tracy’s chest slowly jiggles almost to a stop against Lacy’s, leaving a row of massive naked breasts in front of you, with you hovering right before the tight, soft crevice between the two girl’s bosoms.
Taking advantage of your helpless positioning, Tracy gradually slides two fingers up her chest, causing small vibrations to travel through her own flesh and across Lacy’s like fleshy little waves. Both girls smirk upon seeing how entranced you are, despite your strong words just now. Tracy coyly squeezes a round nipple between her thumb and index finger, well within your view as she speaks, “...But you know, Lace. I’m not sure a simple ‘I’m sorry’ is gonna cut it anymore. At this point, it might not feel sincere, y’know?” Tracy pretended to look thoughtful as she rolled her thick pink nipple between her fingers before gently tugging on it a few times, drawing your eye in like a magnet. It was impossible not to think about how soft and suckable it looked.
Lacy smirked, “Hmm, true. But what else could we have him do then?”
How exactly do they want you to apologize?
“Lacy’s boasting aside, she’s got a point, Tommy,” Tracy says as she sits back up on the sofa, gifting herself a better view of your miniscule body telekinetically plastered against Lacy’s boob. “Here we are, just trying to have some fun with the new guy, and you’ve been bad-mouthing us this whole time. For such a tiny guy, you’ve been sitting on an awfully high horse. Well guess what, Napoleon: we’re all you’ve got right now. So, unless you don’t want us to do something about this...,” Tracy gently exerts more force with her powers, making you wince as you--and especially your cock--sink a little deeper against Lacy’s humongous tit. “I suggest you do what she said and say you’re sorry.” Tracy shrugs. “Or not. It’s your call. But is it really that hard for you?” Stifling a snicker, Tracy exerts just a teensy bit more of her power on you to punctuate her joke. With even just that added bit of pressure, your sore manhood begins to throb. You feel you could explode any moment now.
But just before you can, both girls suddenly pull themselves off you, letting your body float in the air longingly as you cough for breath. Tracy uses her telekinesis to make you face her, and she smiles as she watches your cock wavering firmly but uselessly in her direction, confident that you couldn't tear your eyes from her even without her powers keeping you in place. Showing off her flexibility, she lifts and fully extends a shapely leg before sexily crossing it over her other leg, deliberately letting the underside of her imposingly thick thigh glide by mere millimeters away from your trembling erection. Not wanting to be left out, Lacy quickly plops herself on the sofa next to Tracy, the impact causing her chest to wobble hypnotically. The redhead gives one breast a quick but pronounced squeeze, letting her creamy flesh easily spill past her fingers and then some, and the sight of your cock twitching at the gesture brings a smile to her face.
Both giantesses eye you eagerly while they bring their gorgeous faces closer to yours, as if to better hear the two little (and completely undeserved) words they want you to say. As you’re forced to helplessly dangle in the air in front of these two bratty beauties, you can’t help but notice the way Tracy and Lacy have leaned in together on the couch, casually emphasizing their soft assets to you. The left side of one girl’s breast is deliciously pressed against the right side of the other girl’s, forming a deep and fleshy crevice that’s impossible not to notice. “Well? We’re waiting~,” Lacy says pompously, snapping you out of your near-trance.
You glare up at them and defiantly scoff, ”Sure, two pairs of ‘awesome titties’ and not a lick of brains between them. After all you’ve put me through, do you really think I want your so-called ‘help’ right now? You’ve been humiliating me nonstop, and in case you had forgotten, YOU DRANK MY FREAKING ANTIDOTE!!! Apologize!? Like hell I will!!”
Lacy scoffs and rolls her eyes, “Yeah, yeah: We, like, drank your precious antidote, or whatever. We heard you the first time. But, like, if it was that important, maybe you shouldn't have taken taken so long to drink it, huh? I seem to recall you were busy drooling over someone this whole time.” Making her point, Lacy crosses her arms beneath her chest, hefting her bare breasts to make them seem even bigger (if that were even possible).
The sight alone is enough to sap more of your will and stiffen more of your cock, but Tracy won’t let it stop there. “Maybe he needs a couple more reasons,” she quips before pulling up on her spandex top, letting her huge, perky melons bounce free next to Lacy’s. You’re still staring in awe as Tracy’s chest slowly jiggles almost to a stop against Lacy’s, leaving a row of massive naked breasts in front of you, with you hovering right before the tight, soft crevice between the two girl’s bosoms.
Taking advantage of your helpless positioning, Tracy gradually slides two fingers up her chest, causing small vibrations to travel through her own flesh and across Lacy’s like fleshy little waves. Both girls smirk upon seeing how entranced you are, despite your strong words just now. Tracy coyly squeezes a round nipple between her thumb and index finger, well within your view as she speaks, “...But you know, Lace. I’m not sure a simple ‘I’m sorry’ is gonna cut it anymore. At this point, it might not feel sincere, y’know?” Tracy pretended to look thoughtful as she rolled her thick pink nipple between her fingers before gently tugging on it a few times, drawing your eye in like a magnet. It was impossible not to think about how soft and suckable it looked.
Lacy smirked, “Hmm, true. But what else could we have him do then?”
How exactly do they want you to apologize?
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May 31, 2023
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