Still reeling from all that Yasmine put you through, you don’t have time to properly regain your balance as you quickly backpedal toward the oncoming sauna bench. Fearing you won’t stop in time, you instinctively flail your arms about, hoping to grab onto something that’ll help. Just as you trip backwards onto the bench, you feel yourself grab something soft and wet, but it quickly comes loose, unable to save your butt from its hard landing on the bench. As it does, you hear a surprised Veronica let out a soft “ooh,” for whatever reason.
After you land, you take a moment to regain your bearings. The tingling stopped, but you seem to be about the same size you were before it started. Good, you somehow managed to avoid shrinking this time, but, after a scare like that, you start to think that maybe you should quit while you’re behind and get out of here before you shrink any further. Before you make a move to get up, you look at your hand and see that the thing you grabbed onto just now was a hand towel. Weird. The only other person in here with a towel is...You look up at Veronica, and your mind boggles when you realize you’ve accidentally taken the only piece of fabric covering her gargantuan chest. Keeping modest (or maybe just trying to tease you further), Veronica has an arm draped across the front of her breasts, which hardly covers her nipples and makes her abundant flesh softly spill out above and below her arm.
"My, aren't we cheeky," she says with a knowing smirk. "Greedy boy. You weren't satisfied with a giant ass in your face, had to take a gander at a massive pair of tits too, huh?" You try to stutter out an apology, but you can hardly speak coherently at the sight of the topless Veronica. "Normally I'd make a man beg before I show him the girls, but, since you're so cute, I suppose I can let you can take a gander." Veronica leans in really close for a moment to whisper in your ear. "But just know: I'll be sure to pay you back for your little prank later on," she coos, her minty breath sending a shiver down your spine (You're not sure if you're nervous or excited by her threat just now).
Trying to keep your focus, you want to point out to Veronica that your “little prank" only happened because you were desperately trying to escape from her prank just now, but your mind quickly goes blank as you watch her sit back up and slowly, seductively peel her arm from her chest, fully revealing her massive breasts and pink nipples in all their glory to you. Knowing she has your full attention, Veronica keeps a self-satisfied smirk on her face as she crosses her arms below her breasts, further emphasizing their unbelievable size by hefting them, and uses them to casually bounce her breasts in front of you, mesmerizing you with their wobbling. They’re just so freaking big and bouncy.
You only manage to snap out of your trance when you hear Yasmine loudly clear her throat. When you turn your head, you're rewarded with the imposing sight of Yasmine's huge, towel-clad, curvaceous body standing above you with her hands on her extra-wide hips. After she shoved you away from her, Yasmine noticed her towel was disheveled again (most of it riding up her ass and fully revealing her thick brown ass cheeks) and took a few moments to fix it before sitting down, keeping her back to the shenanigans between you and Veronica. Now that she’s back, Yasmine gives you a knowing smirk, as if she just caught a naughty schoolboy red handed. "Am I interrupting something?"
"Oh, nothing, Yaz," Veronica says casually. "After he got done playing with you, Tommy here stole my towel because he really wanted to see the goods, so I just thought I'd throw the horn dog a bone by giving him a little show."
"W-what!? N-no I didn't. My hand just slipped, so I-I..." You wrack your brain, trying to stammer out some sort of explanation that'll get Yasmine to believe you, but you're too flustered to come up with anything that sounds legit.
Yasmine holds back a smile while watching you get tongue-tied. She knows Veronica's game, how she likes to charm guys and make them look like fools around her and other cute girls. No doubt all the hijinks that have been happening just now are because of her, not you. That being said, watching you nervously sweat and squirm while trying to defend yourself is immensely amusing to Yasmine, who can't get enough of your cute, blushing face. Just to tease you more, she decides to let this play out a little longer, pretending to be slightly upset with you. Crossing her arms beneath her huge chest (hefting it while also mindlessly pulling on the towel a little bit), she says, "Tsk, tsk. Someone's been a little rascal, hasn't he? First you feel me up while I try to make more steam, then you steal my friend's towel, and now I see you've taken my seat."
You quickly look down for a moment to confirm that you are in fact sitting in Yasmine’s seat, the only other available spot on the small bench thanks to both girls’ abundant sizes. You quickly hold up your hands in your defense, trying to plead with Yasmine, "Wait, no, Yasmine, I...",but, again, words fail you.
Yasmine bends forward, gently lifting your chin up with a delicate hand while bringing her gorgeous face closer to yours, her sweet breath washing over you as she speaks and further intoxicating you. "You've been acting awfully bold, Tommy, considering all that I did to you during our match."
Nervous and overstimulated by all that's happening, you mindlessly respond with the first (and only) thing that comes to your frazzled mind, hoping it might lighten the mood. "You mean the match that I won...?" Surprised, Yasmine arches an eyebrow while giving you a wry smirk. She's clearly a little amused by your bold words, but something tells you that you might regret your dumb joke regardless.
"Oho, sounds like someone's getting a little big for his britches, and after 'winning' only one match so far," Yasmine says while standing back up. "Well then Mr. champion, you wouldn't mind if I have a seat then, would you?" Yasmine turns around, once again showing off her astonishingly huge ass to you, making you gulp as you recall being stuck against it just a minute ago. Your eyes can't help but follow as she teasingly cocks her hips left and right as she continues speaking. "Surely a big, strong wrestler like you should be able to easily handle some slightly extra weight from me," she says, teasingly drawing out each word.
Before you can even think about telling Yasmine how that's a bad idea, she quickly plops down on you, easily knocking the wind out of your smaller body. You wince as you feel your stiff cock, still covered by your towel, sink between Yasmine’s thick thighs while her massive hips overwhelm yours. Strained from the pressure Yasmine’s “slightly extra weight” makes, you give a groan against her slender back, your head barely reaching halfway up it. Yasmine smirks at your squirming and decides to continue her teasing. “Oh, don’t mind me, Tommy. Pretend I’m not even here,” she says as she deliberately wiggles her hips atop you, making it impossible for you to think about anything else besides the exhilarating way her smooth thighs rub your cock between them. “Just give me a few seconds to get comfortable first. Like I said during our match: I like my seats to be nice. And. stiff.” With each of those last words, Yasmine gives a light bounce on top of you, making you grunt each time her soft weight plops back down on you and further stimulates your erection.
You want to do something to get Yasmine off you, before she makes you shrink again, but, as you’ve just learned, any sort of groping or pinching you do to her will only encourage her to tease you more. Your hands meekly hover in the air around Yasmine, unsure where to put themselves. As if reading your mind, Yasmine grabs your hands and places them on her lap, repeatedly rubbing them along her warm, shapely thighs.
Not wanting to be left out of teasing and seducing you, Veronica takes a finger and places it on the tip of your cock, which is almost entirely engulfed by Yasmine’s legs. "I wouldn't make it so hard on the guy, Yaz. After all, he did keep your seat warm for you, haha." She repeatedly pokes and prods your erection, making it further rub against one of Yasmine’s legs as she does. “Then again, he really seems to enjoy being your chair instead.” You really need to get out of here before you shrink again, but you’re too damned aroused by these playful vixens to think of any good escape plan. You can only hope that someone or something comes along to get you out of this.
After you land, you take a moment to regain your bearings. The tingling stopped, but you seem to be about the same size you were before it started. Good, you somehow managed to avoid shrinking this time, but, after a scare like that, you start to think that maybe you should quit while you’re behind and get out of here before you shrink any further. Before you make a move to get up, you look at your hand and see that the thing you grabbed onto just now was a hand towel. Weird. The only other person in here with a towel is...You look up at Veronica, and your mind boggles when you realize you’ve accidentally taken the only piece of fabric covering her gargantuan chest. Keeping modest (or maybe just trying to tease you further), Veronica has an arm draped across the front of her breasts, which hardly covers her nipples and makes her abundant flesh softly spill out above and below her arm.
"My, aren't we cheeky," she says with a knowing smirk. "Greedy boy. You weren't satisfied with a giant ass in your face, had to take a gander at a massive pair of tits too, huh?" You try to stutter out an apology, but you can hardly speak coherently at the sight of the topless Veronica. "Normally I'd make a man beg before I show him the girls, but, since you're so cute, I suppose I can let you can take a gander." Veronica leans in really close for a moment to whisper in your ear. "But just know: I'll be sure to pay you back for your little prank later on," she coos, her minty breath sending a shiver down your spine (You're not sure if you're nervous or excited by her threat just now).
Trying to keep your focus, you want to point out to Veronica that your “little prank" only happened because you were desperately trying to escape from her prank just now, but your mind quickly goes blank as you watch her sit back up and slowly, seductively peel her arm from her chest, fully revealing her massive breasts and pink nipples in all their glory to you. Knowing she has your full attention, Veronica keeps a self-satisfied smirk on her face as she crosses her arms below her breasts, further emphasizing their unbelievable size by hefting them, and uses them to casually bounce her breasts in front of you, mesmerizing you with their wobbling. They’re just so freaking big and bouncy.
You only manage to snap out of your trance when you hear Yasmine loudly clear her throat. When you turn your head, you're rewarded with the imposing sight of Yasmine's huge, towel-clad, curvaceous body standing above you with her hands on her extra-wide hips. After she shoved you away from her, Yasmine noticed her towel was disheveled again (most of it riding up her ass and fully revealing her thick brown ass cheeks) and took a few moments to fix it before sitting down, keeping her back to the shenanigans between you and Veronica. Now that she’s back, Yasmine gives you a knowing smirk, as if she just caught a naughty schoolboy red handed. "Am I interrupting something?"
"Oh, nothing, Yaz," Veronica says casually. "After he got done playing with you, Tommy here stole my towel because he really wanted to see the goods, so I just thought I'd throw the horn dog a bone by giving him a little show."
"W-what!? N-no I didn't. My hand just slipped, so I-I..." You wrack your brain, trying to stammer out some sort of explanation that'll get Yasmine to believe you, but you're too flustered to come up with anything that sounds legit.
Yasmine holds back a smile while watching you get tongue-tied. She knows Veronica's game, how she likes to charm guys and make them look like fools around her and other cute girls. No doubt all the hijinks that have been happening just now are because of her, not you. That being said, watching you nervously sweat and squirm while trying to defend yourself is immensely amusing to Yasmine, who can't get enough of your cute, blushing face. Just to tease you more, she decides to let this play out a little longer, pretending to be slightly upset with you. Crossing her arms beneath her huge chest (hefting it while also mindlessly pulling on the towel a little bit), she says, "Tsk, tsk. Someone's been a little rascal, hasn't he? First you feel me up while I try to make more steam, then you steal my friend's towel, and now I see you've taken my seat."
You quickly look down for a moment to confirm that you are in fact sitting in Yasmine’s seat, the only other available spot on the small bench thanks to both girls’ abundant sizes. You quickly hold up your hands in your defense, trying to plead with Yasmine, "Wait, no, Yasmine, I...",but, again, words fail you.
Yasmine bends forward, gently lifting your chin up with a delicate hand while bringing her gorgeous face closer to yours, her sweet breath washing over you as she speaks and further intoxicating you. "You've been acting awfully bold, Tommy, considering all that I did to you during our match."
Nervous and overstimulated by all that's happening, you mindlessly respond with the first (and only) thing that comes to your frazzled mind, hoping it might lighten the mood. "You mean the match that I won...?" Surprised, Yasmine arches an eyebrow while giving you a wry smirk. She's clearly a little amused by your bold words, but something tells you that you might regret your dumb joke regardless.
"Oho, sounds like someone's getting a little big for his britches, and after 'winning' only one match so far," Yasmine says while standing back up. "Well then Mr. champion, you wouldn't mind if I have a seat then, would you?" Yasmine turns around, once again showing off her astonishingly huge ass to you, making you gulp as you recall being stuck against it just a minute ago. Your eyes can't help but follow as she teasingly cocks her hips left and right as she continues speaking. "Surely a big, strong wrestler like you should be able to easily handle some slightly extra weight from me," she says, teasingly drawing out each word.
Before you can even think about telling Yasmine how that's a bad idea, she quickly plops down on you, easily knocking the wind out of your smaller body. You wince as you feel your stiff cock, still covered by your towel, sink between Yasmine’s thick thighs while her massive hips overwhelm yours. Strained from the pressure Yasmine’s “slightly extra weight” makes, you give a groan against her slender back, your head barely reaching halfway up it. Yasmine smirks at your squirming and decides to continue her teasing. “Oh, don’t mind me, Tommy. Pretend I’m not even here,” she says as she deliberately wiggles her hips atop you, making it impossible for you to think about anything else besides the exhilarating way her smooth thighs rub your cock between them. “Just give me a few seconds to get comfortable first. Like I said during our match: I like my seats to be nice. And. stiff.” With each of those last words, Yasmine gives a light bounce on top of you, making you grunt each time her soft weight plops back down on you and further stimulates your erection.
You want to do something to get Yasmine off you, before she makes you shrink again, but, as you’ve just learned, any sort of groping or pinching you do to her will only encourage her to tease you more. Your hands meekly hover in the air around Yasmine, unsure where to put themselves. As if reading your mind, Yasmine grabs your hands and places them on her lap, repeatedly rubbing them along her warm, shapely thighs.
Not wanting to be left out of teasing and seducing you, Veronica takes a finger and places it on the tip of your cock, which is almost entirely engulfed by Yasmine’s legs. "I wouldn't make it so hard on the guy, Yaz. After all, he did keep your seat warm for you, haha." She repeatedly pokes and prods your erection, making it further rub against one of Yasmine’s legs as she does. “Then again, he really seems to enjoy being your chair instead.” You really need to get out of here before you shrink again, but you’re too damned aroused by these playful vixens to think of any good escape plan. You can only hope that someone or something comes along to get you out of this.
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