How’s about a private dance by yours truly,” Yasmine offers.
“Oooh, you lucky boy. Barely anyone’s gotten the honor and privilege of a private lap dance by the one and only Belly Dancer, and for free no less, ” Veronica remarks, though you don’t feel that lucky. In any other circumstance, you’d jump at the chance to get an intimate performance from someone like Yasmine, but you know better than anyone that’s the absolute last thing you need right now, especially since you don’t know when (or if) you’ll grow back again. “Just try not to fall in love with her too hard by the time she’s done, love,” she laughs while standing up and getting behind you. Setting the mood, Veronica pulls out her phone from her cleavage and plays a song with a sensual beat before massaging your shoulders, loosening you up for whatever Yasmine has instore for you.
When you lock eyes with Yasmine, she reaches and pulls the gag off your mouth. This dance is meant to be a sincere apology by her, after all, as well as her own sensual way of reminding you of how good you’ve got it with her--despite all she’s put you through--so she wants to be able to hear you say how much you’re enjoying yourself (and, more importantly, her). With your lips free, Yasmine gives you a deep kiss before you can protest. The familiar sensation of her syrupy lips charms you into another small but lingering daze. “Enjoy the show,” she coos as she backs away a few steps.
After a quick bow, Yasmine gracefully raises her hands behind her head as she begins swinging back and forth, moving much like she did back in the ring. She moves in a small circle in front of you, vigorously shaking her body while keeping in step with the music and gracefully waving her arms around. Having developed quite the weakness for Yasmine since you’ve met her, you’re instantly entranced by her fluid belly dancing again. Your hungry eyes feast upon Yasmine’s curvaceous body as she expertly moves it in a way that can arouse any man’s appetite. Between that and Veronica still pressing herself against you from behind, your rational mind slowly dulls from the sweet stimulation.
Yasmine does a few spins before suddenly coming to a stop, giving you a look that tells you that things are only beginning. Getting to the more “private” part of her private dance, she turns to the side and gives you another great angle of her flawless form, the curves of her hefty chest and full ass right on display for you. Yasmine slowly undulates her body up and down, fondling a breast with one hand while letting the other glide down her succulent figure. After that, she turns her back to you and slightly arches it, accentuating her butt as she bends low enough to make it equal with your knees (which is very low, considering you’re just less than 3 feet tall now). Squatting in place between your legs, Yasmine begins shaking her rump up and down, sending remarkable tremors through her cheeks. Her tiny shawl, which covers little more than her crack, can hardly stay in place against her, often flailing in ways that reveals more swaths of her flawless skin. Losing yourself in an aroused daze, it almost seems like Yasmine’s jiggling body is looming over you more with every passing second.
Yasmine pauses and glances back at you, enjoying the dumbstruck look on your face. It’s wonderful having such a cute boy so enamored with every little shake and shimmy she makes. That empowerment makes her want to entice you all the more, dancing you into enthralled submission. She reaches her hands back and places them on your legs, which go weak at her touch. Yasmine forces you to part your legs as she slowly thrusts her ass between them, dragging her skin along your inner thighs. She stops her ass just in front of your crotch, gives a playful wiggle, and gently shoves it against you. You make an audible groan at the wonderful sensation of Yasmine’s heavy tush against your groin. Hearing your cute sign of approval, Yasmine holds back a giggle before pulling back and repeatedly bumping her ass against you, driving you mad as thoughts of her ass flood your mind.
Seeing how into this you’re getting, Veronica comes up with a fun way to take things up a notch. When Yasmine pulls her hips away, Veronica quickly kneels down and pulls your shorts down to your ankles, letting your stiff cock spring free for both girls to see. Your sudden embarrassment drags you from your stupor. “H-hey! What are you doing, Veronica?”
Veronica grins as she drapes herself around you again. "Why nothing, love. I’m just doing my part to help ensure you fully enjoy every stimulating moment of her dance. Now let 'im have it, Yaz." Yasmine smiles appreciatively at her friend before turning her attention back to you. She delicately leans her ass back against your hips until she could feel your naked member rigidly press against her buttcrack, making electricity jolt through your entire body.
Yasmine’s breathing gets heavier upon feeling firsthand how much you’re loving this, her more impulsive side coming out again. Cracks in her composed, elegant demeanor start to appear as she gets a little more aggressive and horny with you in her clutches. She just feels larger than life when she’s with you.
She pops her hips left and right, jostling your cock against her butt until she’s sure you’re as hard as you can get. Before you’re sent over the edge, she lifts her hips off your lap and drops them against your chest, making you give a winded “OOF.” She continues shaking her booty against you, brushing her cheeks against your torso and slowly moving higher each time she jerks her hips upward, engulfing more of your vision with her rear. When her flesh brushes against your chin, you finally notice the familiar tingling sensation going through your body. Returning to your senses for just a moment, you quickly try to convince Yasmine to stop before things escalate any further. “Y-Yasm--mmpphh!!” With one more jerk of her hips, Yasmine plops her ass on your head, smothering your concerned thoughts and protests as her warm cheeks engulf your face.
All you can see now is ass: a brown, jiggly, amazing rump that’s sapping your all your focus and will. At this moment, you want nothing more than to take both hands and ravage Yasmine’s magnificent booty, loving every soft inch of it, but Veronica’s damn handcuffs are still holding you back. All you can do is sit there and experience its heavy weight. Actually, amidst your lust-crazed thoughts, a part of you can’t help but wonder if it feels even heavier than it should be. The thought gets buried as you feel Yasmine begin to rhythmically sway her hips back and forth, dragging your head along with her. She does this for a few moments before lifting herself off you, leaving you gasping for air.
She turns and lowers herself enough that her giant, brown breasts are directly in your face. She moves her chest in circles, letting her tits bounce wildly as her tassels spin clockwise and nearly brush against you. You’re so entranced by the sight that you barely even notice yourself instinctively lifting up a hand for a chance to feel Yasmine’s soft, warm skin...wait a minute, how can you lift up a hand? You’re handcuffed.
Coming back to your senses, you look at your hands and feet and see that you’re free, which you realize is bittersweet at best. As you feared, Yasmine’s dancing made you shrink again, just enough for the handcuffs to no longer fit on you (you guesstimate you’re about two feet now), but, on the plus side, at least you can leave the chair.
Curious if they’ll react to your new size, you glance up at Veronica and Yasmine, but they’re too caught up in their own good time to notice what’s happened to you yet. You watch as Veronica’s melons spill over the top of the chair while Yasmine continues bouncing hers above you as she leans over, making it nearly impossible to catch a glimpse of their faces. You knew that both women would seem bigger to you, but this was more than you were expecting. It almost seems like even the chair you’re sitting on is getting dwarfed by them. This couldn’t possibly be just from you shrinking a little more, could it?
You watch as Yasmine stands back up and continues her dance, skillfully sashaying her wide hips. Strangely, the more you look at her, the more she seems a little different to you, but you can’t put your finger on it. It’s not until your eyes drift up to her chest that you start to realize what the problem is. Her bikini top, which could moderately contain her burgeoning breasts before, now looks like it could snap from their wild movements at any moment. Glancing at the rest of her outfit, you realize it also looks much tighter than it was before, dangerously so. You can only think of one explanation: The lotion, it made her grow, Veronica too.
Do they notice?
“Oooh, you lucky boy. Barely anyone’s gotten the honor and privilege of a private lap dance by the one and only Belly Dancer, and for free no less, ” Veronica remarks, though you don’t feel that lucky. In any other circumstance, you’d jump at the chance to get an intimate performance from someone like Yasmine, but you know better than anyone that’s the absolute last thing you need right now, especially since you don’t know when (or if) you’ll grow back again. “Just try not to fall in love with her too hard by the time she’s done, love,” she laughs while standing up and getting behind you. Setting the mood, Veronica pulls out her phone from her cleavage and plays a song with a sensual beat before massaging your shoulders, loosening you up for whatever Yasmine has instore for you.
When you lock eyes with Yasmine, she reaches and pulls the gag off your mouth. This dance is meant to be a sincere apology by her, after all, as well as her own sensual way of reminding you of how good you’ve got it with her--despite all she’s put you through--so she wants to be able to hear you say how much you’re enjoying yourself (and, more importantly, her). With your lips free, Yasmine gives you a deep kiss before you can protest. The familiar sensation of her syrupy lips charms you into another small but lingering daze. “Enjoy the show,” she coos as she backs away a few steps.
After a quick bow, Yasmine gracefully raises her hands behind her head as she begins swinging back and forth, moving much like she did back in the ring. She moves in a small circle in front of you, vigorously shaking her body while keeping in step with the music and gracefully waving her arms around. Having developed quite the weakness for Yasmine since you’ve met her, you’re instantly entranced by her fluid belly dancing again. Your hungry eyes feast upon Yasmine’s curvaceous body as she expertly moves it in a way that can arouse any man’s appetite. Between that and Veronica still pressing herself against you from behind, your rational mind slowly dulls from the sweet stimulation.
Yasmine does a few spins before suddenly coming to a stop, giving you a look that tells you that things are only beginning. Getting to the more “private” part of her private dance, she turns to the side and gives you another great angle of her flawless form, the curves of her hefty chest and full ass right on display for you. Yasmine slowly undulates her body up and down, fondling a breast with one hand while letting the other glide down her succulent figure. After that, she turns her back to you and slightly arches it, accentuating her butt as she bends low enough to make it equal with your knees (which is very low, considering you’re just less than 3 feet tall now). Squatting in place between your legs, Yasmine begins shaking her rump up and down, sending remarkable tremors through her cheeks. Her tiny shawl, which covers little more than her crack, can hardly stay in place against her, often flailing in ways that reveals more swaths of her flawless skin. Losing yourself in an aroused daze, it almost seems like Yasmine’s jiggling body is looming over you more with every passing second.
Yasmine pauses and glances back at you, enjoying the dumbstruck look on your face. It’s wonderful having such a cute boy so enamored with every little shake and shimmy she makes. That empowerment makes her want to entice you all the more, dancing you into enthralled submission. She reaches her hands back and places them on your legs, which go weak at her touch. Yasmine forces you to part your legs as she slowly thrusts her ass between them, dragging her skin along your inner thighs. She stops her ass just in front of your crotch, gives a playful wiggle, and gently shoves it against you. You make an audible groan at the wonderful sensation of Yasmine’s heavy tush against your groin. Hearing your cute sign of approval, Yasmine holds back a giggle before pulling back and repeatedly bumping her ass against you, driving you mad as thoughts of her ass flood your mind.
Seeing how into this you’re getting, Veronica comes up with a fun way to take things up a notch. When Yasmine pulls her hips away, Veronica quickly kneels down and pulls your shorts down to your ankles, letting your stiff cock spring free for both girls to see. Your sudden embarrassment drags you from your stupor. “H-hey! What are you doing, Veronica?”
Veronica grins as she drapes herself around you again. "Why nothing, love. I’m just doing my part to help ensure you fully enjoy every stimulating moment of her dance. Now let 'im have it, Yaz." Yasmine smiles appreciatively at her friend before turning her attention back to you. She delicately leans her ass back against your hips until she could feel your naked member rigidly press against her buttcrack, making electricity jolt through your entire body.
Yasmine’s breathing gets heavier upon feeling firsthand how much you’re loving this, her more impulsive side coming out again. Cracks in her composed, elegant demeanor start to appear as she gets a little more aggressive and horny with you in her clutches. She just feels larger than life when she’s with you.
She pops her hips left and right, jostling your cock against her butt until she’s sure you’re as hard as you can get. Before you’re sent over the edge, she lifts her hips off your lap and drops them against your chest, making you give a winded “OOF.” She continues shaking her booty against you, brushing her cheeks against your torso and slowly moving higher each time she jerks her hips upward, engulfing more of your vision with her rear. When her flesh brushes against your chin, you finally notice the familiar tingling sensation going through your body. Returning to your senses for just a moment, you quickly try to convince Yasmine to stop before things escalate any further. “Y-Yasm--mmpphh!!” With one more jerk of her hips, Yasmine plops her ass on your head, smothering your concerned thoughts and protests as her warm cheeks engulf your face.
All you can see now is ass: a brown, jiggly, amazing rump that’s sapping your all your focus and will. At this moment, you want nothing more than to take both hands and ravage Yasmine’s magnificent booty, loving every soft inch of it, but Veronica’s damn handcuffs are still holding you back. All you can do is sit there and experience its heavy weight. Actually, amidst your lust-crazed thoughts, a part of you can’t help but wonder if it feels even heavier than it should be. The thought gets buried as you feel Yasmine begin to rhythmically sway her hips back and forth, dragging your head along with her. She does this for a few moments before lifting herself off you, leaving you gasping for air.
She turns and lowers herself enough that her giant, brown breasts are directly in your face. She moves her chest in circles, letting her tits bounce wildly as her tassels spin clockwise and nearly brush against you. You’re so entranced by the sight that you barely even notice yourself instinctively lifting up a hand for a chance to feel Yasmine’s soft, warm skin...wait a minute, how can you lift up a hand? You’re handcuffed.
Coming back to your senses, you look at your hands and feet and see that you’re free, which you realize is bittersweet at best. As you feared, Yasmine’s dancing made you shrink again, just enough for the handcuffs to no longer fit on you (you guesstimate you’re about two feet now), but, on the plus side, at least you can leave the chair.
Curious if they’ll react to your new size, you glance up at Veronica and Yasmine, but they’re too caught up in their own good time to notice what’s happened to you yet. You watch as Veronica’s melons spill over the top of the chair while Yasmine continues bouncing hers above you as she leans over, making it nearly impossible to catch a glimpse of their faces. You knew that both women would seem bigger to you, but this was more than you were expecting. It almost seems like even the chair you’re sitting on is getting dwarfed by them. This couldn’t possibly be just from you shrinking a little more, could it?
You watch as Yasmine stands back up and continues her dance, skillfully sashaying her wide hips. Strangely, the more you look at her, the more she seems a little different to you, but you can’t put your finger on it. It’s not until your eyes drift up to her chest that you start to realize what the problem is. Her bikini top, which could moderately contain her burgeoning breasts before, now looks like it could snap from their wild movements at any moment. Glancing at the rest of her outfit, you realize it also looks much tighter than it was before, dangerously so. You can only think of one explanation: The lotion, it made her grow, Veronica too.
Do they notice?
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May 31, 2023
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