It's been 3 minutes. Or at least, it felt like it.
Considering your head's being mashed between two massive asscheeks, keeping track of time isn't your current forte. Despite everything, you could swear the match should have run it's air time by now.
Either way, keeping your mind off the sensation was just out of the question. It didn't help that despite Candace's perfectly still posture on your head, her giant butt was vibrating from the sheer loudness of her audience. If it weren't for her cheeks muffing your ears, you might have gone deaf by now.
Yep, nothing but thoughts of Bad Teacher's ass has filled your mind completely; not the match, not your career, not even your dignity. Well, you did have one thought about your dignity.
Tapping out.
You lift your hand off the mat. Candace's ass vibrated even more on your head as the crowd took notice, but you stayed bent to tapping out regardless. Finally, this match will end-
...except it didn't end. Of COURSE it didn't end.
Candace stood up and you went with her without her even needing to clench. You felt your legs being grabbed by your ankles from behind and lifted up. As you were lifted from her massive butt, again, adjusting to the world outside of a pair of thighs, asscheeks, and tits took a minute or two. After your head clears a bit, you notice Candace had you lifted by both ankles between her thumb and index finger.
Wait, the FUCK?!
"Ohhh no. No no no no no no-"
You start panicking as you realize it happened again and this time...you were 4 inches tall.
And also completely nude.
You clasp your hands over your rock hard erection and look down at the mat. Your shorts, now the size of a parachute, were in a heap. Great. Now you don't even have the luxury of being covered up in front of thousands of women. Could this possibly get any worse?
At the corner of your eye, you saw a redhead referee climb into the ring. Should you shout for her? Call bullshit on this handicap match? Ask what the runtime for this performance was supposed to be? All these questions swam in your head but given the state of your senses, all you could register was that covering your exposed manhood was a priority.
Dumbass.
The ref then handed Candace a mic and almost immediately the crowd died down to murmurs. Why the hell was she gearing up for a mic bit? She hasn't bothered going for the pin yet.
"Well class," she spoke to the crowd, "I know you've been very eager to see Thomas since his announcement.
The crowd roared in approval of you. Your entire body flushed red as you wished you could've received this pop when you were clothed.
Candace then put the mic back to her lips to quiet the audience once again.
"Well, do you suppose it would only be fair if..."
She paused for dramatic effect.
"...he gives his peers a personal introduction?"
The arena erupted. Candace's full lips curled into a smile as she then cupped your small naked body in her palm. You looked up at her and mustered your eyes up to be as pleading as possible.
"Candace, please don't," you begged. "You've won, what more do you want?"
"What I want?" Bad Teacher spoke down to you. "You assume I don't care for the desires of my students?"
"What? No, that's not what I-"
"Curling up in a ball helps, Thomas," she interrupted.
"Wait, what?"
Without another word, Candace curled her fingers around you, basically forcing you into a fetal position against her palm. You felt her wind up and the next second you were hurled high into air like a baseball.
The sheer velocity from the toss blinded you until you started slowing down. When you opened your eyes, you noticed you reached the peak of your height. Your smaller mass actually kept you weightless longer than normal, which gave you enough time to look down and see where you were landing. It wasn't easy to tell exactly, what with all of the excited fans shooting their hands up towards you, tugging their shirts down further to expand their cleavage, even some pulling down their pants and turning around, all very eager to catch the new wrestler.
Another second passed and you started falling. You're not at all experienced with freefalling but you do your best to tilt your body to a landing zone. Falling back into the ring is out of the question so you aim for the closest area to it...
Considering your head's being mashed between two massive asscheeks, keeping track of time isn't your current forte. Despite everything, you could swear the match should have run it's air time by now.
Either way, keeping your mind off the sensation was just out of the question. It didn't help that despite Candace's perfectly still posture on your head, her giant butt was vibrating from the sheer loudness of her audience. If it weren't for her cheeks muffing your ears, you might have gone deaf by now.
Yep, nothing but thoughts of Bad Teacher's ass has filled your mind completely; not the match, not your career, not even your dignity. Well, you did have one thought about your dignity.
Tapping out.
You lift your hand off the mat. Candace's ass vibrated even more on your head as the crowd took notice, but you stayed bent to tapping out regardless. Finally, this match will end-
...except it didn't end. Of COURSE it didn't end.
Candace stood up and you went with her without her even needing to clench. You felt your legs being grabbed by your ankles from behind and lifted up. As you were lifted from her massive butt, again, adjusting to the world outside of a pair of thighs, asscheeks, and tits took a minute or two. After your head clears a bit, you notice Candace had you lifted by both ankles between her thumb and index finger.
Wait, the FUCK?!
"Ohhh no. No no no no no no-"
You start panicking as you realize it happened again and this time...you were 4 inches tall.
And also completely nude.
You clasp your hands over your rock hard erection and look down at the mat. Your shorts, now the size of a parachute, were in a heap. Great. Now you don't even have the luxury of being covered up in front of thousands of women. Could this possibly get any worse?
At the corner of your eye, you saw a redhead referee climb into the ring. Should you shout for her? Call bullshit on this handicap match? Ask what the runtime for this performance was supposed to be? All these questions swam in your head but given the state of your senses, all you could register was that covering your exposed manhood was a priority.
Dumbass.
The ref then handed Candace a mic and almost immediately the crowd died down to murmurs. Why the hell was she gearing up for a mic bit? She hasn't bothered going for the pin yet.
"Well class," she spoke to the crowd, "I know you've been very eager to see Thomas since his announcement.
The crowd roared in approval of you. Your entire body flushed red as you wished you could've received this pop when you were clothed.
Candace then put the mic back to her lips to quiet the audience once again.
"Well, do you suppose it would only be fair if..."
She paused for dramatic effect.
"...he gives his peers a personal introduction?"
The arena erupted. Candace's full lips curled into a smile as she then cupped your small naked body in her palm. You looked up at her and mustered your eyes up to be as pleading as possible.
"Candace, please don't," you begged. "You've won, what more do you want?"
"What I want?" Bad Teacher spoke down to you. "You assume I don't care for the desires of my students?"
"What? No, that's not what I-"
"Curling up in a ball helps, Thomas," she interrupted.
"Wait, what?"
Without another word, Candace curled her fingers around you, basically forcing you into a fetal position against her palm. You felt her wind up and the next second you were hurled high into air like a baseball.
The sheer velocity from the toss blinded you until you started slowing down. When you opened your eyes, you noticed you reached the peak of your height. Your smaller mass actually kept you weightless longer than normal, which gave you enough time to look down and see where you were landing. It wasn't easy to tell exactly, what with all of the excited fans shooting their hands up towards you, tugging their shirts down further to expand their cleavage, even some pulling down their pants and turning around, all very eager to catch the new wrestler.
Another second passed and you started falling. You're not at all experienced with freefalling but you do your best to tilt your body to a landing zone. Falling back into the ring is out of the question so you aim for the closest area to it...
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May 31, 2023
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