Before any one of you can make another move, a knock is heard at the door. “Oh poo. Now, of all times,” Veronica lightly pouts, clearly hating to have her fun interrupted, but her smile returns when she looks back at you. “Now don’t go anywhere, love,” she jokes. “I’ll be right back. In the meantime, Yasmine will still be here to keep you company.” Veronica walks off, leaving you alone with the woman who let you into this current mess you’re in.
Yasmine titters when she catches the annoyed glare you’re giving her, meant to silently express the betrayal you’re feeling. “Oh don’t be so dramatic, Tommy. Veronica and I are just having some fun, is all. We won’t hurt you (not unless you ask for it, at least).” She rolls her eyes as you continue to glare at her. “Ok, fine then,” she says before sitting down sideways onto your lap. You hold back a groan at the familiar sensation of Yasmine letting her weight down on you, coupled with the exhilarating sensation of her huge, soft ass engulfing your groin.
Yasmine seductively wraps an arm around your neck and leans in close, further pressing her curvaceous body against yours. Keeping her eyes locked on yours, Yasmine lets her sweet breath wash over you as she coos, “I’m sorry. There, is that better?” Thanks to Veronica’s gag you still can’t say anything, but you can’t deny how Yasmine’s intoxicating scent seems to make your whole body go soft (except for your cock, which only gets harder). “I must admit, though, as my escort, you have done an excellent job of helping me relax, and that’s the truth,” she adds. “In fact, I’d like to return the favor, if possible. Let me know if you’re feeling stiff anywhere, Tommy, and I’ll see if I can ease some of that tension for you,” Yasmine says sultrily before wiggling her hips atop of you, pretending to get comfortable. You wince as you feel Yasmine’s ass rub against your cock in just the right way, but you can’t say anything about it. Yasmine hears you give a few muffled grunts but continues to act coy while bouncing and rubbing herself on you. “What’s that, Tommy? I can’t hear you. If you want me to help you, you’re going to have to speak up. Surely it can’t be that hard,” she jokes.
Just when this exotic tease is on the verge of driving you mad, Veronica returns, this time holding an unfamiliar bottle. Yasmine sees her curiously eyeing the bottle and asks, “So who was it?”
“One of Touko’s assistants. She saw Tommy with us and said that Touko wanted her to deliver something to him. I told her he was ‘indisposed’ at the moment, so she gave it to me to give to him.” A delivery from Touko? Maybe it’s the antidote you earned for winning your first match. Finally!
“What is it,” Yasmine asks, getting curious herself.
“Dunno,” Veronica says with a shrug as she continues to eye the bottle. “But it almost kinda looks like lotion.” Dammit! With this stupid gag on, you can’t explain to either woman that they’re likely holding the key to get some of your size back. You’ve got to somehow get through to them before something goes wrong. You desperately squirm in your chair, trying to either get their attention or somehow get loose.
Yasmine lets out a pleasantly surprised “ooh” at your newfound vigor when she feels you inadvertently (and repeatedly) jab your cock against her ass from all your squirming. “Whatever it is, it looks like someone’s awfully excited that we have it.” This only makes the girls even more intrigued.
Wanting answers, Veronica takes the nozzle of the bottle and squirts some of its contents out, letting a light purple cream ooze onto her palm. “I think it is lotion, Yaz,” she says before briefly smelling the lotion. “Mmmm, smells like lavender.” It really is lotion? That’s an odd way to make a shrinking antidote, especially since Touko simply injected you with a syringe last time, but beggars can’t be choosers, you guess (you just chalk it up to Touko’s eccentricity instead). Whatever the case, if you can somehow get these girls to let you go and put on the lotion, you’ll be one step closer to getting out of here with your size intact.
Yasmine looks back at you and muses aloud, “But why would Touko want to deliver lotion to Tommy? He doesn’t seem like the type that would particularly like it, not like us, at least.” Try as you may, the restraints and gag prevent you from getting your desperate message across to the girls. You can only hope that they manage to solve this mystery on their own. You shudder to think what might happen if they put it on themselves.
What next?
Option 1: They realize it's the antidote and apply it to you as sensually as possible (But does the stimulation negate most of your re-growth?).
Option 2: They don't realize it's antidote and apply it on themselves. Uh-oh!
Option 3: They don't realize it's antidote and have you apply it to them (forcing you to grope them while you're still tied up?)
Yasmine titters when she catches the annoyed glare you’re giving her, meant to silently express the betrayal you’re feeling. “Oh don’t be so dramatic, Tommy. Veronica and I are just having some fun, is all. We won’t hurt you (not unless you ask for it, at least).” She rolls her eyes as you continue to glare at her. “Ok, fine then,” she says before sitting down sideways onto your lap. You hold back a groan at the familiar sensation of Yasmine letting her weight down on you, coupled with the exhilarating sensation of her huge, soft ass engulfing your groin.
Yasmine seductively wraps an arm around your neck and leans in close, further pressing her curvaceous body against yours. Keeping her eyes locked on yours, Yasmine lets her sweet breath wash over you as she coos, “I’m sorry. There, is that better?” Thanks to Veronica’s gag you still can’t say anything, but you can’t deny how Yasmine’s intoxicating scent seems to make your whole body go soft (except for your cock, which only gets harder). “I must admit, though, as my escort, you have done an excellent job of helping me relax, and that’s the truth,” she adds. “In fact, I’d like to return the favor, if possible. Let me know if you’re feeling stiff anywhere, Tommy, and I’ll see if I can ease some of that tension for you,” Yasmine says sultrily before wiggling her hips atop of you, pretending to get comfortable. You wince as you feel Yasmine’s ass rub against your cock in just the right way, but you can’t say anything about it. Yasmine hears you give a few muffled grunts but continues to act coy while bouncing and rubbing herself on you. “What’s that, Tommy? I can’t hear you. If you want me to help you, you’re going to have to speak up. Surely it can’t be that hard,” she jokes.
Just when this exotic tease is on the verge of driving you mad, Veronica returns, this time holding an unfamiliar bottle. Yasmine sees her curiously eyeing the bottle and asks, “So who was it?”
“One of Touko’s assistants. She saw Tommy with us and said that Touko wanted her to deliver something to him. I told her he was ‘indisposed’ at the moment, so she gave it to me to give to him.” A delivery from Touko? Maybe it’s the antidote you earned for winning your first match. Finally!
“What is it,” Yasmine asks, getting curious herself.
“Dunno,” Veronica says with a shrug as she continues to eye the bottle. “But it almost kinda looks like lotion.” Dammit! With this stupid gag on, you can’t explain to either woman that they’re likely holding the key to get some of your size back. You’ve got to somehow get through to them before something goes wrong. You desperately squirm in your chair, trying to either get their attention or somehow get loose.
Yasmine lets out a pleasantly surprised “ooh” at your newfound vigor when she feels you inadvertently (and repeatedly) jab your cock against her ass from all your squirming. “Whatever it is, it looks like someone’s awfully excited that we have it.” This only makes the girls even more intrigued.
Wanting answers, Veronica takes the nozzle of the bottle and squirts some of its contents out, letting a light purple cream ooze onto her palm. “I think it is lotion, Yaz,” she says before briefly smelling the lotion. “Mmmm, smells like lavender.” It really is lotion? That’s an odd way to make a shrinking antidote, especially since Touko simply injected you with a syringe last time, but beggars can’t be choosers, you guess (you just chalk it up to Touko’s eccentricity instead). Whatever the case, if you can somehow get these girls to let you go and put on the lotion, you’ll be one step closer to getting out of here with your size intact.
Yasmine looks back at you and muses aloud, “But why would Touko want to deliver lotion to Tommy? He doesn’t seem like the type that would particularly like it, not like us, at least.” Try as you may, the restraints and gag prevent you from getting your desperate message across to the girls. You can only hope that they manage to solve this mystery on their own. You shudder to think what might happen if they put it on themselves.
What next?
Option 1: They realize it's the antidote and apply it to you as sensually as possible (But does the stimulation negate most of your re-growth?).
Option 2: They don't realize it's antidote and apply it on themselves. Uh-oh!
Option 3: They don't realize it's antidote and have you apply it to them (forcing you to grope them while you're still tied up?)
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May 31, 2023
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