You ask if Yasmine can go easy on you, in your ...
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 7
Yasmine, having finally gotten all the laughter out of her system, looked back to you. She tilted her head slightly, letting a few strands of hair hang over her shoulder, and asked, "So Tommy. Did you come here just to put a smile on my face, or did you have something else on your mind?" You looked up at her, noticing that with the veil covering her face her expression was much harder to read, even compared to her previous attempts at deadpan. You didn't see much of a smile presently, though just looking at her huge, dark eyes you got the sense that Yasmine was perpetually amused by your presence, for some reason. As you contemplated this, Yasmine shifted very slightly in her "seat," lightly pushing one of her thighs across your erection. Only during that moment did you catch a flicker of a grin on the girl's face.
You spoke up to Yasmine, who continued shifting her hips in your lap, "Yasmine, actually there was something I was hoping to ask. It's... more of a favor, really." You had paused to think of how to phrase your request when one of Yasmine's hands started lightly kneading the back of your neck. You faltered significantly, giving Yasmine time to innocently ask, "Mmmm... and what kind of favor would that be?" Her soft massage almost caused you to groan, but you managed to keep your wits about you. Yasmine, who's expression didn't betray a hint of anything other than faint delight as she lightly played her fingers across your neck, listened while you explained, "S-so... our boss, Hizuki, hid an interesting clause in my contract, apparently. A handicap, basically, that I can only get rid of by winning matches." Yasmine furrowed her eyebrows sympathetically, but let you continue, "And, uh, I was just w-wondering if you wouldn't mind, maybe going easy on me for our f-first match."
The girl sitting on your lap brought a hand up to delicately toy with the gold pendant on her chest, as she said coyly, "Hmm. Well I wouldn't want to make things too HARD for you, Tommy." To accentuate her words Yasmine shifted in your lap causing you to shudder as your cock was pushed slightly further between the girl's warm ass cheeks. Yasmine flicked her long dark eyelashes at you for a moment and gave your neck a light squeeze with her soft hands, hinting to you know that she was aware of exactly the effect she was having on you.
You half-joked through clenched teeth, "Please d-don't, I'm feel terribly outclassed right now." Yasmine giggled softly and completely ignored your request by bouncing her ass up and down in the chair until the tip of your cock, hindered only by your thin shorts, had been pushed between her ass cheeks. The girl continued squirming around in your lap, pretending to think about what you had said while she took pleasure in your very obvious signs of arousal.
After having had her fun with you, Yasmine leaned back onto your waist and flicked her hair back over her shoulders. The girl began slowly twisting her hips around, blatantly grinding your genitals beneath her weight, as she turned to face you, before very gracefully lifting one leg. You felt your cheeks flush as Yasmine, eyes locked to yours, lifted one of her massive right legs and swung it past you to the other side of the chair, flashing her skimpy thong for only a second before her sash hid it again. You gulped, not knowing how to react, as Yasmine examined you closely, as if curious as to where you would look.
When she was done, Yasmine was left with her legs spread lithely to either side of you, hooked around the back of the chair. You were practically locked in place, with Yasmine straddling you, which seemed to be her exact intent. "Alright, handsome. I'll tell you what I'll do for you, since you kept me company before the match." The dark-skinned girl affection ally rested two hands on your chest, before she shifted, about to stand. You inhaled sharply as Yasmine, indulging herself one last time, pushed her ass down against your lap and clenched her muscular ass cheeks, momentarily squeezing your entire cock between them. Then she stood up, steadying herself against you as she did so. Once again you saw only a flicker of a smirk on Yasmine's face, as she watched your flustered reaction with glee.
You began to look down to see how obvious your erection was, when Yasmine's hand reached up and very lightly guided your head up to face her. It seemed like you had to crane your neck to reach past Yasmine's towering thighs, as she stood over your chair. You looked up to see that she had bent over, hanging her very impressive cleavage right at eye-level, and then deliberately pointed your attention right to it with her hand. You blushed, and tore your eyes up to meet Yasmine's as she looked down at you with obvious delight. As though vying for your attention, Yasmine's breasts swayed slightly just below your vision. Yasmine's soft lips pursed, hiding a grin as she watched you struggling to keep her gaze. Just to tempt you further, she gave her bosom a tiny little jiggle, and was unable to entirely hide the amusement in her voice from watching you straining not to look, "As my little favor to you, Tommy, I'm going to telegraphy every one of my moves before I strike." You took a deep breath, relieved that maybe you'd have a chance at having a fair fight with this girl, who was already seeming larger and more intimidating than when you had first met her. Maybe that was just because you were sitting and she was standing...
Not done explaining herself, the beautiful girl stood up, taking the time to jiggle her breasts for you as she towered above you, and continued, "So, for example, if I were about to perform a simple hip smash..." Yasmine gracefully and quickly spun around, lifting her small, delicate right foot across your chair, and then the left back the other way, until she had turned her back to you, leaving her gigantic hips wobbling right in front of your eyes. "I might give you a few seconds to notice what's coming."
Whatever Yasmine said next completely went over your head, because she had begun slowly and sensually gyrating her butt in front of you. That might have been part of her explanation, but all you could do was stare at her. Yasmine was explaining that she was going to give you ample time to "get out of the way," though you were completely enthralled by her seductive beauty as she playfully lifted her shawl a few inches, revealing the quivering undersides of her gigantic ass cheeks. You didn't even realize that Yasmine was leaning back, bringing her ass closer and closer to your face, until you felt a tingle run up your spine, which snapped you out of your trance.
You felt your body getting slightly smaller, as a tingle ran up your spin and throughout your extremities. You were so startled that you slid down in your seat, ending up with your head below the arm rests. Which was somewhat fortunate for you, because as you flopped into the seat, you looked up just in time to see Yasmine's gorgeous backside colliding with the cushion where your head used to be. Yasmine stared down between her legs at you, seemingly surprised that your face wasn't pressed against her ass . She looked like she hadn't expected you to dodge out of the way of her example attack at all. You couldn't help but feel just a tiny bit pleased with yourself; Yasmine had clearly meant to entrance you before smothering you, and you had (albeit accidentally) foiled her plans. Temporarily forgetting that you had just gotten smaller, you grinned, "I'm sorry Yasmine, I didn't hear what you said, I was busy admiring the view." Which was the truth, as her shawl didn't cover anything from this view. Most of your vision was filled with the gorgeous girl's two massive, smooth thighs, ending with her tight crotch and gigantic round butt cheeks, with only a black thong to cover a portion of that.
Yasmine gawped for just a second, having been completely taken off guard by your confident response, before she giggled enthusiastically. The girl placed her hands on either side of your hips, lightly keeping you in place as she started gyrating her butt again, swirling and flexing her thighs above you hypnotically. "I figured as much. It's too bad, too, if you had been listening, you would know what's coming next..." You had been trying to pay attention to what Yasmine was doing, but it was almost impossible. You realized that Yasmine's ass, still wider than the chair that was now swallowing your whole body, was hovering much, much closer than before. If you sat up, you'd bump into it.
Without a word, Yasmine lifted her shawl out of the way, revealing her mountain of her ass as she danced and bounced above you, eclipsing your vision. You retracted into the chair, trying to keep from being flattened as the girl playfully brought her swaying hips closer and closer. Quickly losing your cool, you stammered, "W-wait, what did you say?"
You heard Yasmine giggle again from above, though you couldn't see anything from below her butt. "I'm not fond of repeating myself, so you're out of luck!" Then she dropped the rest of the way into the chair. Yasmine's enormous ass landed with a thud on top of your chest and face, filling just about every pocket of air with her warm, jiggling flesh. You heard Yasmine giggling as her hips filled the space between the armrests, while your arms were pinned to the sides, and your lower body squirmed beneath her thick thighs.
You were having a sensory overload right now, as your face was buried into Yasmine's ass cheeks. They were so soft, and they even smelled sweet, like some faint perfume or soap. But they were so heavy... you felt like you were being crushed into the chair. Yasmine took a moment to chide you, "See, Tommy, if you had been listening instead of smug, you could have avoided this." You couldn't help but notice that Yasmine sounded especially smug herself, right now, as she wiggled her enormous ass cheeks right on top of your face.
You spoke up to Yasmine, who continued shifting her hips in your lap, "Yasmine, actually there was something I was hoping to ask. It's... more of a favor, really." You had paused to think of how to phrase your request when one of Yasmine's hands started lightly kneading the back of your neck. You faltered significantly, giving Yasmine time to innocently ask, "Mmmm... and what kind of favor would that be?" Her soft massage almost caused you to groan, but you managed to keep your wits about you. Yasmine, who's expression didn't betray a hint of anything other than faint delight as she lightly played her fingers across your neck, listened while you explained, "S-so... our boss, Hizuki, hid an interesting clause in my contract, apparently. A handicap, basically, that I can only get rid of by winning matches." Yasmine furrowed her eyebrows sympathetically, but let you continue, "And, uh, I was just w-wondering if you wouldn't mind, maybe going easy on me for our f-first match."
The girl sitting on your lap brought a hand up to delicately toy with the gold pendant on her chest, as she said coyly, "Hmm. Well I wouldn't want to make things too HARD for you, Tommy." To accentuate her words Yasmine shifted in your lap causing you to shudder as your cock was pushed slightly further between the girl's warm ass cheeks. Yasmine flicked her long dark eyelashes at you for a moment and gave your neck a light squeeze with her soft hands, hinting to you know that she was aware of exactly the effect she was having on you.
You half-joked through clenched teeth, "Please d-don't, I'm feel terribly outclassed right now." Yasmine giggled softly and completely ignored your request by bouncing her ass up and down in the chair until the tip of your cock, hindered only by your thin shorts, had been pushed between her ass cheeks. The girl continued squirming around in your lap, pretending to think about what you had said while she took pleasure in your very obvious signs of arousal.
After having had her fun with you, Yasmine leaned back onto your waist and flicked her hair back over her shoulders. The girl began slowly twisting her hips around, blatantly grinding your genitals beneath her weight, as she turned to face you, before very gracefully lifting one leg. You felt your cheeks flush as Yasmine, eyes locked to yours, lifted one of her massive right legs and swung it past you to the other side of the chair, flashing her skimpy thong for only a second before her sash hid it again. You gulped, not knowing how to react, as Yasmine examined you closely, as if curious as to where you would look.
When she was done, Yasmine was left with her legs spread lithely to either side of you, hooked around the back of the chair. You were practically locked in place, with Yasmine straddling you, which seemed to be her exact intent. "Alright, handsome. I'll tell you what I'll do for you, since you kept me company before the match." The dark-skinned girl affection ally rested two hands on your chest, before she shifted, about to stand. You inhaled sharply as Yasmine, indulging herself one last time, pushed her ass down against your lap and clenched her muscular ass cheeks, momentarily squeezing your entire cock between them. Then she stood up, steadying herself against you as she did so. Once again you saw only a flicker of a smirk on Yasmine's face, as she watched your flustered reaction with glee.
You began to look down to see how obvious your erection was, when Yasmine's hand reached up and very lightly guided your head up to face her. It seemed like you had to crane your neck to reach past Yasmine's towering thighs, as she stood over your chair. You looked up to see that she had bent over, hanging her very impressive cleavage right at eye-level, and then deliberately pointed your attention right to it with her hand. You blushed, and tore your eyes up to meet Yasmine's as she looked down at you with obvious delight. As though vying for your attention, Yasmine's breasts swayed slightly just below your vision. Yasmine's soft lips pursed, hiding a grin as she watched you struggling to keep her gaze. Just to tempt you further, she gave her bosom a tiny little jiggle, and was unable to entirely hide the amusement in her voice from watching you straining not to look, "As my little favor to you, Tommy, I'm going to telegraphy every one of my moves before I strike." You took a deep breath, relieved that maybe you'd have a chance at having a fair fight with this girl, who was already seeming larger and more intimidating than when you had first met her. Maybe that was just because you were sitting and she was standing...
Not done explaining herself, the beautiful girl stood up, taking the time to jiggle her breasts for you as she towered above you, and continued, "So, for example, if I were about to perform a simple hip smash..." Yasmine gracefully and quickly spun around, lifting her small, delicate right foot across your chair, and then the left back the other way, until she had turned her back to you, leaving her gigantic hips wobbling right in front of your eyes. "I might give you a few seconds to notice what's coming."
Whatever Yasmine said next completely went over your head, because she had begun slowly and sensually gyrating her butt in front of you. That might have been part of her explanation, but all you could do was stare at her. Yasmine was explaining that she was going to give you ample time to "get out of the way," though you were completely enthralled by her seductive beauty as she playfully lifted her shawl a few inches, revealing the quivering undersides of her gigantic ass cheeks. You didn't even realize that Yasmine was leaning back, bringing her ass closer and closer to your face, until you felt a tingle run up your spine, which snapped you out of your trance.
You felt your body getting slightly smaller, as a tingle ran up your spin and throughout your extremities. You were so startled that you slid down in your seat, ending up with your head below the arm rests. Which was somewhat fortunate for you, because as you flopped into the seat, you looked up just in time to see Yasmine's gorgeous backside colliding with the cushion where your head used to be. Yasmine stared down between her legs at you, seemingly surprised that your face wasn't pressed against her ass . She looked like she hadn't expected you to dodge out of the way of her example attack at all. You couldn't help but feel just a tiny bit pleased with yourself; Yasmine had clearly meant to entrance you before smothering you, and you had (albeit accidentally) foiled her plans. Temporarily forgetting that you had just gotten smaller, you grinned, "I'm sorry Yasmine, I didn't hear what you said, I was busy admiring the view." Which was the truth, as her shawl didn't cover anything from this view. Most of your vision was filled with the gorgeous girl's two massive, smooth thighs, ending with her tight crotch and gigantic round butt cheeks, with only a black thong to cover a portion of that.
Yasmine gawped for just a second, having been completely taken off guard by your confident response, before she giggled enthusiastically. The girl placed her hands on either side of your hips, lightly keeping you in place as she started gyrating her butt again, swirling and flexing her thighs above you hypnotically. "I figured as much. It's too bad, too, if you had been listening, you would know what's coming next..." You had been trying to pay attention to what Yasmine was doing, but it was almost impossible. You realized that Yasmine's ass, still wider than the chair that was now swallowing your whole body, was hovering much, much closer than before. If you sat up, you'd bump into it.
Without a word, Yasmine lifted her shawl out of the way, revealing her mountain of her ass as she danced and bounced above you, eclipsing your vision. You retracted into the chair, trying to keep from being flattened as the girl playfully brought her swaying hips closer and closer. Quickly losing your cool, you stammered, "W-wait, what did you say?"
You heard Yasmine giggle again from above, though you couldn't see anything from below her butt. "I'm not fond of repeating myself, so you're out of luck!" Then she dropped the rest of the way into the chair. Yasmine's enormous ass landed with a thud on top of your chest and face, filling just about every pocket of air with her warm, jiggling flesh. You heard Yasmine giggling as her hips filled the space between the armrests, while your arms were pinned to the sides, and your lower body squirmed beneath her thick thighs.
You were having a sensory overload right now, as your face was buried into Yasmine's ass cheeks. They were so soft, and they even smelled sweet, like some faint perfume or soap. But they were so heavy... you felt like you were being crushed into the chair. Yasmine took a moment to chide you, "See, Tommy, if you had been listening instead of smug, you could have avoided this." You couldn't help but notice that Yasmine sounded especially smug herself, right now, as she wiggled her enormous ass cheeks right on top of your face.
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May 31, 2023
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