Caught by the Belly Dancer
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 12
You winced as you forced yourself to look away from the buxom blond beauty. The last thing you needed was to shrink again right in the center of the ring! While that might have been Touko's idea of a gold mine of a gimmick, it wouldn't say much for your future as a wrestler. Unfortunately, everywhere you looked you saw beautiful women vying for your attention. Every one of them seemed to have thick thighs, large round asses, and impossibly large breasts. Even if you avoided looking into the crowd, the ring girls and even Touko were eying you seductively!
"Gah!" you groaned loudly. You decided that for safety's sake, you should just keep your eyes on the floor and focus on putting one foot in front of the other. At least until you got to the back and could get some of the restoration serum Touko owed you for winning your first match.
The crowd didn't really know how to react to this, they were used to the flamboyant DWA wrestler's celebrating for several minutes with them and egging them on as they cheered their victory. But this new guy seemed to spurn their cheers. Some of the women in the audience cheered louder, trying to pull your attention while others started to boo, thinking that might be the response you were really going for. You strained to keep your head down and your eyes locked to the floor despite the changing response from the crowd. You felt a burning desire to engage with them, but used all the willpower you had to remain focused.
You crawled through the ring ropes and down the stairs. This was a little more difficult than you had anticipated, as keeping such a focused gaze directly down completely eliminated any peripheral vision you had. Finding the right direction was challenging, but you eventually landed on the floor and started your way up the ramp. Suddenly, you were pulled out of your focus as you were blindsided! Yasmine had been watching you with a small, sly smile and was waiting around the corner from the ramp. When she saw you exit the ring and descend the stairs, she attacked!
The Belly Dancer lifted you into a tight bearhug that forced your face deeply within her vast cleavage once again. She shot a quick glance at you and smiled, but didn't slow down. She tightened her grip around you and crashed direction into the ring post! Yasmine had sold her attack quite well, it looked devastating, but her large soft breasts were wrapped around you and had cushioned most of the blow. She released you and let you fall to the floor in a dazed heap as she posed for the crowd who burst into an enormous cheer for their hero striking a blow against Tommy the Terrible who was disregarding and degrading them. As she posed, she swayed her hips above you like only Yasmine could.
She bent down and whispered loud enough that only you could hear it, ensuring she was staying in character. "Don't think I've forgotten about your little offer back in my dressing room sweety," she cooed, "Now just play along."
Your music switched off as Yasmine's exit music blared over the sound system in response to her post-match attack. She caressed your head as she lifted you to your feet and pushed you against the ring post again, following you with her own body. You struggled and squirmed as she bent down to smother you with her massive tits once again. Confident that the crowd had been thoroughly entertained, Yasmine gracefully lifts your body with ease as she holds your hands and pulls you tightly around her waist, pressing your face between her thick thighs. She drapes her shawl over your body and seductively saunters up the ramp with you forced to follow, as her perfumed scent once again fills your nostrils.
"Gah!" you groaned loudly. You decided that for safety's sake, you should just keep your eyes on the floor and focus on putting one foot in front of the other. At least until you got to the back and could get some of the restoration serum Touko owed you for winning your first match.
The crowd didn't really know how to react to this, they were used to the flamboyant DWA wrestler's celebrating for several minutes with them and egging them on as they cheered their victory. But this new guy seemed to spurn their cheers. Some of the women in the audience cheered louder, trying to pull your attention while others started to boo, thinking that might be the response you were really going for. You strained to keep your head down and your eyes locked to the floor despite the changing response from the crowd. You felt a burning desire to engage with them, but used all the willpower you had to remain focused.
You crawled through the ring ropes and down the stairs. This was a little more difficult than you had anticipated, as keeping such a focused gaze directly down completely eliminated any peripheral vision you had. Finding the right direction was challenging, but you eventually landed on the floor and started your way up the ramp. Suddenly, you were pulled out of your focus as you were blindsided! Yasmine had been watching you with a small, sly smile and was waiting around the corner from the ramp. When she saw you exit the ring and descend the stairs, she attacked!
The Belly Dancer lifted you into a tight bearhug that forced your face deeply within her vast cleavage once again. She shot a quick glance at you and smiled, but didn't slow down. She tightened her grip around you and crashed direction into the ring post! Yasmine had sold her attack quite well, it looked devastating, but her large soft breasts were wrapped around you and had cushioned most of the blow. She released you and let you fall to the floor in a dazed heap as she posed for the crowd who burst into an enormous cheer for their hero striking a blow against Tommy the Terrible who was disregarding and degrading them. As she posed, she swayed her hips above you like only Yasmine could.
She bent down and whispered loud enough that only you could hear it, ensuring she was staying in character. "Don't think I've forgotten about your little offer back in my dressing room sweety," she cooed, "Now just play along."
Your music switched off as Yasmine's exit music blared over the sound system in response to her post-match attack. She caressed your head as she lifted you to your feet and pushed you against the ring post again, following you with her own body. You struggled and squirmed as she bent down to smother you with her massive tits once again. Confident that the crowd had been thoroughly entertained, Yasmine gracefully lifts your body with ease as she holds your hands and pulls you tightly around her waist, pressing your face between her thick thighs. She drapes her shawl over your body and seductively saunters up the ramp with you forced to follow, as her perfumed scent once again fills your nostrils.
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May 31, 2023
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