You watch as Yasmine continues her titillating dance with a content smile on her face, completely unaware of what’s happening to her and Veronica. All the while, you try your best to process this bizarre situation you’ve found yourself in: a shrinking man surrounded by two growing women. You hate the fact that Yasmine and Veronica, who took your antidote on a whim, get to grow above their size while you’re forced to continue shrinking, but, if something really is happening to their bodies, you still feel they have the right to know at least. Maybe once you tell them, you all can work together to fix each other’s problems.
Now if you can just manage to focus enough to form a coherent sentence that can properly explain what’s happening to them. Yasmine’s mind-numbing dancing is making it nearly impossible to focus on much else. “Uh, Y-yasmine?”
“Yes, my cute escort?” Yasmine looks at you with an expectant twinkle in her eye, partly believing that you’re so ravished by her and her dancing that you’re about to beg her to let you be her personal escort forever.
“Y-your top.” Too tongue-tied to come up with much else, you hope that Yasmine will come to the same conclusion you did after examining her extremely strained top.
“Hmm?” Confused by your comment, Yasmine takes a moment to inspect her bikini. Your mouth dries as you watch her give her chest a curious shake. Realizing something, Yasmine smiles. “You’re right, Tommy...I don’t need this on for the rest of my dance.” Seductively draping an arm along the front of her breasts, Yasmine reaches behind her back with her other hand and undoes her bikini. Your eyes widen as you watch the straps pop free from her shoulders, realizing that the only thing keeping Yasmine’s top secured is her arm. Enjoying the look on your face--a mix of shock and hungry anticipation--Yasmine gives you a sultry wink before removing her arm, letting her huge tits bounce free as her top falls to the floor.
You let out an audible gasp as you enjoy the breathtaking sight of Yasmine in all her topless glory. However, you quickly realize that--technically--she's not completely naked above the waist, as a small gold saucer rests over each nipple, allowing her to bare more flesh than before while keeping enough mystery remaining to keep you totally captivated. Getting more exhilarated by the second, Yasmine continues gyrating her body back and forth as she leans in towards you, making sure to bounce her nearly-bare chest closer and closer to you.
Her boobs dance so close to your face that they gently brush against you, and, once they do, a powerful, pulsing sensation washes over Yasmine again, and it’s so strong that she grows nearly a foot in height. The sudden extra weight is enough to imbalance her for a moment, making her stumble. Yasmine lets out a startled coo as she falls forward onto the chair, crushing you beneath her as her massive melons envelop your head and (eventually) jiggle to a stop.
“Haha, what happened, Yaz? Things were just getting good,” Veronica laughs.
Yasmine blushes. “Odd...that’s never happened before.” Using the chair as support, Yasmine slides down your body until her breasts come to rest on your naked groin, making you wince as you gasp for air. “Is my little escort alright?”
“I’ll survive...I guess,” you manage to say while barely maintaining contact with Yasmine. You try to squirm your way free from the chair, but her heavy tits have got your lower body completely pinned under her like two huge, fleshy bean-bag chairs. What’s more, you can feel your cock jab into her soft flesh with every little move either of you makes, and, with the smile she’s giving you, it’s really hard to tell if she notices too (knowing her, she could just be leaving them there on purpose).
Veronica looks down and sees you hovering your newly freed hands in the air around Yasmine’s chest, unsure where to place them now that your lap is covered in stimulating female flesh. “Whoopsie, looks like someone just shrunk out of his restraints,” she says.
You look up at Veronica. “Wait, ‘shrunk?’ So you knew about my problem from the start then?”
“Of course. Touko tells me a lot of things whenever we chit-chat, and earlier she mentioned to me that she injected you with a shrinking serum, one that kicks in whenever you’re too aroused.”
“Then why’d you put me through all this?” You gesture to your old restraints and the half-naked Yasmine pressed against you. “For kicks and giggles?”
Veronica shrugs. “Pretty much. I mean, things have been so boring here lately, can you blame us for wanting to have a ‘little’ fun with the new guy?” She titters at her joke, enjoying the frustrated glare you’re giving her. After a moment, Veronica’s eye’s drift towards Yasmine, and she gives a puzzled look. “...Say, Yaz? Do you seem bigger, love?”
“Hmph, are you implying that I’m getting fat, Jez?” Slightly insulted by even the thought that she’s letting herself go, the curvaceous dancer gives a little pout, making her breasts shift atop your vulnerable crotch.
“Not at all, love. It looks more like you’ve...grown. Here, stand up for a sec.” Yasmine stands, letting Veronica take a look at her while you take a breather below. With an inquisitive “Hmm,” Veronica gives Yasmine a quick once-over before locking eyes on the Belly Dancer’s engorged bust. She cups Yasmine’s boobs with both hands and gives them a few thoughtful squeezes, investigating their newfound heft and weight. “Yep, not only are you taller, but these babies are definitely bigger now. You took up nearly the entire seat of the chair just now with these beauties alone,” she explains while squeezing.
Yasmine merely looks on with only a mild look of surprise on her face. You, on the other hand, look up in awe as one busty woman fondles another directly above you. From what you can see, Veronica has definitely grown a foot too, putting both wrestlers around eight feet in height while confirming your suspicions about the lotion. Veronica holds back a smirk when she catches you gawking below from the corner of her eye. “Don’t you think so too, Tommy? Yaz seems bigger all of a sudden?”
Snapping out of your trance, you try to stammer out the conclusion you came to earlier. “W-well, yeah, I-I think--”
Before you can finish, Veronica quickly scoops you up by your armpits and holds you up in front of Yasmine, filling your vision with her massive melons once again.“Here, take a nice, close look and see for yourself.” Veronica suddenly shoves you against Yasmine’s chest, letting your arms drape along the front of her boobs while your face gets shoved between them. Emphasizing Yasmine’s increased size to you, Veronica repeatedly jiggles you against her breasts. “What do you think, love? Doesn’t there seem to be even more woman now than there was before? Might even be a little too much for you to handle now, if you’re not careful,” she says with a giggle, effortlessly smothering you with her friend. For a few moments, both girls enjoy the sound of your muffled complaints vibrating against Yasmine’s skin. “See, Yaz? Tommy here thinks so too,” Veronica jokes, making both of them laugh. “In fact, if you get a little bigger, or he gets a little smaller, I’d wager you could probably hold him up with just your girls alone.”
While Veronica continues toying with you, Yasmine gives her friend a good look. “Ok, but what about you? You seem bigger too.” Returning the favor, Yasmine starts to curiously fondle Veronica’s chest, noticing that she’s bigger too.
“Hmm, I think you’re right, love.” Veronica leans in, pressing her breasts against Yasmine’s and pinning you between them as you dangle in the air. Carelessly leaving you stuck against them, both girls continue to feel each other up as they investigate what’s happening. “But what could’ve brought this on all of a sudden?”
“Maybe it was that lotion from Touko that we put on? Maybe it was another of her experiments, one that makes us grow.”
“Hmm, makes sense,” Veronica says casually. Thanks to having someone like Touko for a boss, the girls here seem completely unfazed by the sci-fi shenanigans that can happen here. “But why did the growth trigger now?”
“Well you said the lotion was originally meant for Tommy. Maybe it’s linked to his shrinking, so we grow whenever he shrinks. Who knows: maybe we’re ‘stealing’ his size from him now?” So they grow whenever you shrink? How the hell is that fair!? What if you suddenly have to up against one of them in the ring?
“Interesting,” Veronica says with a wry smirk, as if things weren’t already entertaining enough with a shrinking man around. Sensing a chance to have even more fun, she turns her attention back for you. “But, before we wind up growing any further, we first should make sure our new little friend is nice and secure again, for his own safety, of course,” she says with a wicked gleam in her eye.
What next?
Now if you can just manage to focus enough to form a coherent sentence that can properly explain what’s happening to them. Yasmine’s mind-numbing dancing is making it nearly impossible to focus on much else. “Uh, Y-yasmine?”
“Yes, my cute escort?” Yasmine looks at you with an expectant twinkle in her eye, partly believing that you’re so ravished by her and her dancing that you’re about to beg her to let you be her personal escort forever.
“Y-your top.” Too tongue-tied to come up with much else, you hope that Yasmine will come to the same conclusion you did after examining her extremely strained top.
“Hmm?” Confused by your comment, Yasmine takes a moment to inspect her bikini. Your mouth dries as you watch her give her chest a curious shake. Realizing something, Yasmine smiles. “You’re right, Tommy...I don’t need this on for the rest of my dance.” Seductively draping an arm along the front of her breasts, Yasmine reaches behind her back with her other hand and undoes her bikini. Your eyes widen as you watch the straps pop free from her shoulders, realizing that the only thing keeping Yasmine’s top secured is her arm. Enjoying the look on your face--a mix of shock and hungry anticipation--Yasmine gives you a sultry wink before removing her arm, letting her huge tits bounce free as her top falls to the floor.
You let out an audible gasp as you enjoy the breathtaking sight of Yasmine in all her topless glory. However, you quickly realize that--technically--she's not completely naked above the waist, as a small gold saucer rests over each nipple, allowing her to bare more flesh than before while keeping enough mystery remaining to keep you totally captivated. Getting more exhilarated by the second, Yasmine continues gyrating her body back and forth as she leans in towards you, making sure to bounce her nearly-bare chest closer and closer to you.
Her boobs dance so close to your face that they gently brush against you, and, once they do, a powerful, pulsing sensation washes over Yasmine again, and it’s so strong that she grows nearly a foot in height. The sudden extra weight is enough to imbalance her for a moment, making her stumble. Yasmine lets out a startled coo as she falls forward onto the chair, crushing you beneath her as her massive melons envelop your head and (eventually) jiggle to a stop.
“Haha, what happened, Yaz? Things were just getting good,” Veronica laughs.
Yasmine blushes. “Odd...that’s never happened before.” Using the chair as support, Yasmine slides down your body until her breasts come to rest on your naked groin, making you wince as you gasp for air. “Is my little escort alright?”
“I’ll survive...I guess,” you manage to say while barely maintaining contact with Yasmine. You try to squirm your way free from the chair, but her heavy tits have got your lower body completely pinned under her like two huge, fleshy bean-bag chairs. What’s more, you can feel your cock jab into her soft flesh with every little move either of you makes, and, with the smile she’s giving you, it’s really hard to tell if she notices too (knowing her, she could just be leaving them there on purpose).
Veronica looks down and sees you hovering your newly freed hands in the air around Yasmine’s chest, unsure where to place them now that your lap is covered in stimulating female flesh. “Whoopsie, looks like someone just shrunk out of his restraints,” she says.
You look up at Veronica. “Wait, ‘shrunk?’ So you knew about my problem from the start then?”
“Of course. Touko tells me a lot of things whenever we chit-chat, and earlier she mentioned to me that she injected you with a shrinking serum, one that kicks in whenever you’re too aroused.”
“Then why’d you put me through all this?” You gesture to your old restraints and the half-naked Yasmine pressed against you. “For kicks and giggles?”
Veronica shrugs. “Pretty much. I mean, things have been so boring here lately, can you blame us for wanting to have a ‘little’ fun with the new guy?” She titters at her joke, enjoying the frustrated glare you’re giving her. After a moment, Veronica’s eye’s drift towards Yasmine, and she gives a puzzled look. “...Say, Yaz? Do you seem bigger, love?”
“Hmph, are you implying that I’m getting fat, Jez?” Slightly insulted by even the thought that she’s letting herself go, the curvaceous dancer gives a little pout, making her breasts shift atop your vulnerable crotch.
“Not at all, love. It looks more like you’ve...grown. Here, stand up for a sec.” Yasmine stands, letting Veronica take a look at her while you take a breather below. With an inquisitive “Hmm,” Veronica gives Yasmine a quick once-over before locking eyes on the Belly Dancer’s engorged bust. She cups Yasmine’s boobs with both hands and gives them a few thoughtful squeezes, investigating their newfound heft and weight. “Yep, not only are you taller, but these babies are definitely bigger now. You took up nearly the entire seat of the chair just now with these beauties alone,” she explains while squeezing.
Yasmine merely looks on with only a mild look of surprise on her face. You, on the other hand, look up in awe as one busty woman fondles another directly above you. From what you can see, Veronica has definitely grown a foot too, putting both wrestlers around eight feet in height while confirming your suspicions about the lotion. Veronica holds back a smirk when she catches you gawking below from the corner of her eye. “Don’t you think so too, Tommy? Yaz seems bigger all of a sudden?”
Snapping out of your trance, you try to stammer out the conclusion you came to earlier. “W-well, yeah, I-I think--”
Before you can finish, Veronica quickly scoops you up by your armpits and holds you up in front of Yasmine, filling your vision with her massive melons once again.“Here, take a nice, close look and see for yourself.” Veronica suddenly shoves you against Yasmine’s chest, letting your arms drape along the front of her boobs while your face gets shoved between them. Emphasizing Yasmine’s increased size to you, Veronica repeatedly jiggles you against her breasts. “What do you think, love? Doesn’t there seem to be even more woman now than there was before? Might even be a little too much for you to handle now, if you’re not careful,” she says with a giggle, effortlessly smothering you with her friend. For a few moments, both girls enjoy the sound of your muffled complaints vibrating against Yasmine’s skin. “See, Yaz? Tommy here thinks so too,” Veronica jokes, making both of them laugh. “In fact, if you get a little bigger, or he gets a little smaller, I’d wager you could probably hold him up with just your girls alone.”
While Veronica continues toying with you, Yasmine gives her friend a good look. “Ok, but what about you? You seem bigger too.” Returning the favor, Yasmine starts to curiously fondle Veronica’s chest, noticing that she’s bigger too.
“Hmm, I think you’re right, love.” Veronica leans in, pressing her breasts against Yasmine’s and pinning you between them as you dangle in the air. Carelessly leaving you stuck against them, both girls continue to feel each other up as they investigate what’s happening. “But what could’ve brought this on all of a sudden?”
“Maybe it was that lotion from Touko that we put on? Maybe it was another of her experiments, one that makes us grow.”
“Hmm, makes sense,” Veronica says casually. Thanks to having someone like Touko for a boss, the girls here seem completely unfazed by the sci-fi shenanigans that can happen here. “But why did the growth trigger now?”
“Well you said the lotion was originally meant for Tommy. Maybe it’s linked to his shrinking, so we grow whenever he shrinks. Who knows: maybe we’re ‘stealing’ his size from him now?” So they grow whenever you shrink? How the hell is that fair!? What if you suddenly have to up against one of them in the ring?
“Interesting,” Veronica says with a wry smirk, as if things weren’t already entertaining enough with a shrinking man around. Sensing a chance to have even more fun, she turns her attention back for you. “But, before we wind up growing any further, we first should make sure our new little friend is nice and secure again, for his own safety, of course,” she says with a wicked gleam in her eye.
What next?
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May 31, 2023
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