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They both forget about you, and Milly walks off
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 23
After what feels like minutes of jiggling within an ocean of soft, warm feminine flesh, Stacy and Milly finally start to calm down and pull away from each other. Milly wipes a joyful tear from her eye, her stomach nearly aching from laughter. “Oh, that was wonderful, mon ami! Thank you for showing me that. It’s just what I needed on such a slow day.”
“No problem,” Stacy sings. “I’m more than happy to spread the joy of pranking wherever I go.” That’s great. Now if only she could give you the joy of letting-you-the-hell-outta-here-right-now, and you could all walk away happy.
Before either of the girls can think to free you, Milly looks at a nearby clock and gives a startled gasp. “Oh dear! Is that really the time? I’m sorry to cut our time together short, chérie, but I really must be going.”
“No worries! I’ll see you around,” Stacy says. “And don’t worry, I can finish the clean-up here,” she adds, referring to the torn up packages left strewn about by the cheerleaders. “It’s our mess, after all.” Oh no, have these two really…?
“Merci!” Milly gives Stacy a grateful hug (squishing you one more time between them), before exiting the locker rooms in a small hurry. You feel her breasts bouncing in a quick rhythm with every step she takes, constantly jostling your weary body. Dammit! They really did forget about you! How the hell does this keep happening with these women!? Now you’re stuck with Milly, going who-knows-where for who-knows-how-long. Just great. You can only hope that she somehow remembers and finds you sooner rather than later.
Adding further insult to injury, you feel Milly incite another wave of jiggles against you as she turns a corner in the hall, still giggling about hilarious time she just had with Stacy. “Hihi…’boob.’” You sigh. Damn it, Stacy!
What does Milly do next?
“No problem,” Stacy sings. “I’m more than happy to spread the joy of pranking wherever I go.” That’s great. Now if only she could give you the joy of letting-you-the-hell-outta-here-right-now, and you could all walk away happy.
Before either of the girls can think to free you, Milly looks at a nearby clock and gives a startled gasp. “Oh dear! Is that really the time? I’m sorry to cut our time together short, chérie, but I really must be going.”
“No worries! I’ll see you around,” Stacy says. “And don’t worry, I can finish the clean-up here,” she adds, referring to the torn up packages left strewn about by the cheerleaders. “It’s our mess, after all.” Oh no, have these two really…?
“Merci!” Milly gives Stacy a grateful hug (squishing you one more time between them), before exiting the locker rooms in a small hurry. You feel her breasts bouncing in a quick rhythm with every step she takes, constantly jostling your weary body. Dammit! They really did forget about you! How the hell does this keep happening with these women!? Now you’re stuck with Milly, going who-knows-where for who-knows-how-long. Just great. You can only hope that she somehow remembers and finds you sooner rather than later.
Adding further insult to injury, you feel Milly incite another wave of jiggles against you as she turns a corner in the hall, still giggling about hilarious time she just had with Stacy. “Hihi…’boob.’” You sigh. Damn it, Stacy!
What does Milly do next?
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May 31, 2023
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