Milly bakes in the kitchen pt3
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 30
Ignoring your desperate pleas to help you now, Madame Bosomy began to stir. She started off slowly by letting her chest gradually roll from one side to the other, making sure that you felt every motion. And you did: with her outfit plastering your head to her nipple and your body spread out across her pink areola, you could do nothing but feel every single wobble and vibration. Milly, too, was particularly enjoying the sensation of your tiny body being squeezed up against hers any time she happened to lean in your direction. It wasn’t long before she let her excitement show and started putting a vigorous energy into her work, making no effort to keep her arm from coming into contact with her huge chest. Her bust started quivering violently, bouncing and swinging you through the air as her nipples danced back and forth. Milly knew you were small, but she couldn’t fully comprehend just how powerless you were against the weight of her chest, and so she gladly left you at the mercy of her shaking bosom. You couldn’t stop from letting out a long, helpless groan as your firm cock was repeatedly massaged across Milly’s warm and jiggly flesh, a fact that she was giddily aware of.
As much as Milly wanted to continue, she had already whipped the cupcake mix into a thick lather, and was only tiring herself out by going further. She gave a girlishly cute, “Phew!” as she set the bowl down, and leaned against the counter to rest for a moment. Looking down, Milly was pleased to see that her huge breasts were still quivering madly under their own momentum, and she could feel her tight black top keeping you pinned right up against her squishy warm nipple as they went. So far, so good!
Milly was so lost in her head that in took her a moment to realize you had been trying to get her attention by buzzing against her nipple, “...hmm? Oh, monsieur! Are you trying to say something down zere?” Instead of listening carefully, Milly began pouring cupcake mix out into a baking pan, happily leaving you to shout at the top of your lungs against her smooth flesh just to be heard at all. It didn’t help that she leaned over and rested a mountain of tit right on top of your struggling body as she worked, making it even harder for her to hear you but all the easier to feel your cock poking up into her skin. Milly vaguely remembered Stacy saying to use your erection like a “measuring stick” to see whether the prank worked or not, so as far as she was concerned her payback prank was going perfectly. After Milly had finished and put her baking pan in the oven, you had explained everything that had happened, but she barely even caught the gist of what you said past her muffling mounds. She had been too distracted with her work, and even moreso by your tickling little presence.
Setting her oven mitts aside, Milly watched her breasts wobble as she vaguely wondered what you had been trying to say, “My apologies, monsieur, but I barely heard a word of zat!” Milly giggled as you squirmed in agitation, only for a slight and accidental jiggle of her breast to smoosh your body into her pliable skin. Milly cooed soothingly, “Don’t worry my horny little amor, work is aaalmost done.” As much as Milly really wanted to get her hands all over you (and your hands all over her), the mess she had left in the kitchen couldn’t wait. As her tight clothing continued to bulldoze the tiny human figure into her own nipple, she commented , “If you can wait just a minute more, I promise I have a special treat in store for you~. But if you can’t wait, I would not blame you for getting a bit handsy while I clean up.”
You heard Milly let out another giggle as she gave her chest the slightest playful shake, leaving you shaking back and forth from even a movement as simple as that. You let out a frustrated groan and squirmed in discomfort, only to wince as your incredibly sensitive genitals rubbed across Milly’s perfect, warm skin. Fuck, but that had felt so damn good. you couldn’t help but give another gentle thrust, before you caught yourself and tried to get your urges under control. The last thing Milly needed was anything that would encourage her to squish and tease you more!
Suddenly, the young maid flew into action, and began scooping up dirty trays, rinsing bowls, and wiping the counters down. Unable to stop her, you were left to jiggle powerlessly along with her while your frontside rubbed into her nipple after every movement (a fate that was not entirely undesirable). Your situation was made all the bouncier as Milly, in a great hurry to finish so she could get back to you, practically ran from place to place.
By the time Milly was done, you were a sweating, aroused mess, and Milly fared little better. She had just finished making the countertop squeaky clean when she stood back, “Zere! Spick and span, clean enough to eat off...” In your aroused daze you couldn’t help but shift your hips, sliding your aching member against her pink skin as you sought a comfortable posture. Once again feeling your faint but delightful touch against her skin, Milly cutely grinned and glanced at her massive bosom, “...or to fuck on?” What!? Had you heard her right?
As much as Milly wanted to continue, she had already whipped the cupcake mix into a thick lather, and was only tiring herself out by going further. She gave a girlishly cute, “Phew!” as she set the bowl down, and leaned against the counter to rest for a moment. Looking down, Milly was pleased to see that her huge breasts were still quivering madly under their own momentum, and she could feel her tight black top keeping you pinned right up against her squishy warm nipple as they went. So far, so good!
Milly was so lost in her head that in took her a moment to realize you had been trying to get her attention by buzzing against her nipple, “...hmm? Oh, monsieur! Are you trying to say something down zere?” Instead of listening carefully, Milly began pouring cupcake mix out into a baking pan, happily leaving you to shout at the top of your lungs against her smooth flesh just to be heard at all. It didn’t help that she leaned over and rested a mountain of tit right on top of your struggling body as she worked, making it even harder for her to hear you but all the easier to feel your cock poking up into her skin. Milly vaguely remembered Stacy saying to use your erection like a “measuring stick” to see whether the prank worked or not, so as far as she was concerned her payback prank was going perfectly. After Milly had finished and put her baking pan in the oven, you had explained everything that had happened, but she barely even caught the gist of what you said past her muffling mounds. She had been too distracted with her work, and even moreso by your tickling little presence.
Setting her oven mitts aside, Milly watched her breasts wobble as she vaguely wondered what you had been trying to say, “My apologies, monsieur, but I barely heard a word of zat!” Milly giggled as you squirmed in agitation, only for a slight and accidental jiggle of her breast to smoosh your body into her pliable skin. Milly cooed soothingly, “Don’t worry my horny little amor, work is aaalmost done.” As much as Milly really wanted to get her hands all over you (and your hands all over her), the mess she had left in the kitchen couldn’t wait. As her tight clothing continued to bulldoze the tiny human figure into her own nipple, she commented , “If you can wait just a minute more, I promise I have a special treat in store for you~. But if you can’t wait, I would not blame you for getting a bit handsy while I clean up.”
You heard Milly let out another giggle as she gave her chest the slightest playful shake, leaving you shaking back and forth from even a movement as simple as that. You let out a frustrated groan and squirmed in discomfort, only to wince as your incredibly sensitive genitals rubbed across Milly’s perfect, warm skin. Fuck, but that had felt so damn good. you couldn’t help but give another gentle thrust, before you caught yourself and tried to get your urges under control. The last thing Milly needed was anything that would encourage her to squish and tease you more!
Suddenly, the young maid flew into action, and began scooping up dirty trays, rinsing bowls, and wiping the counters down. Unable to stop her, you were left to jiggle powerlessly along with her while your frontside rubbed into her nipple after every movement (a fate that was not entirely undesirable). Your situation was made all the bouncier as Milly, in a great hurry to finish so she could get back to you, practically ran from place to place.
By the time Milly was done, you were a sweating, aroused mess, and Milly fared little better. She had just finished making the countertop squeaky clean when she stood back, “Zere! Spick and span, clean enough to eat off...” In your aroused daze you couldn’t help but shift your hips, sliding your aching member against her pink skin as you sought a comfortable posture. Once again feeling your faint but delightful touch against her skin, Milly cutely grinned and glanced at her massive bosom, “...or to fuck on?” What!? Had you heard her right?
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May 31, 2023
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