Madame Bosomy takes the first match.
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 7
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davidcwhang3
DING DING!
The fight started, but the loud noise of the bell and the roar of the crowd mixed and dulled in your oblivious ears because you were too busy blanking out, focusing on your own "terrible luck" and not focusing on the match itself. Fortunately for you, Madame Bosomy wasn't paying much attention to the match either, but was instead waiting around in her corner of the arena daydreaming about all the naughty stuff she could do to you and giggled to herself, making her huge bust bounce a little.
After a couple of moments, the crowd became more rowdy and impatient, because nothing was happening in the ring, which tends to happen when both wrestlers aren't paying attention at all. One particularly unsavory character threw his drink into the arena, and it hit you square in the side of your head for an unexpected and definitely rude awakening, but nevertheless, it snapped you out of your daydream.
Now while your ultimate dream was to become a wrestling menace with the whole world cheering your name, you simply lacked the power and mass to compete with most other wrestlers, and now your dream seemed even further away. With all the teasing that Milly put you through, you shrunk to about 4 feet tall, but even at your original height, she would've still towered over you, giving her a massive advantage.
You notice Madame Bosomy just staring off into the distance, her arms crossed underneath her massive breasts, grinning. You hatch a plan and slowly begin approach her, trying not to catch her attention in the hopes that you can surprise her and get a cheeky pin right away. As you approach, you notice that your really only come up to her hips. "Damn! She really is tall... How am I supposed to beat her...?" You thought to yourself. You successfully slip behind her as she hums "Au Clair de la Lune" to herself. You charge her from behind hoping to catch her off guard, which you do, but with rather unfortunate results.
Your face slams into her bubble butt and you are swept off your feet, landing rather painfully on your back. Madame Bosomy lets out a rather cute "oh!" as you slam into her, and she starts wobbling. Unable to regain her balance, she falls, and unfortunately for you, she collapses right on top of your prone body. "Mmmrmph? Mmmrrrmmphhh!" Her soft butt molded around your face and quickly cut off any words that you had just attempted to say. "Oh! Silly me! Pardon, Monsieur Terrible, I had no idea zat we have begun! And merci! You caught me as I fell, what a gentleman..." She said, wiggling her butt just a little bit.
As "favorable" as your position was right now, you really didn't want to lose, for more than one reason, and you desperately tried to claw at Milly's supple soft thighs in a futile attempt to get her off of you, but she mistook that for you being frisky. "Oh! You're so naughty Monsieur Terrible! Quite ze fitting name zat you have, non?" She teased, and wiggled her butt even more. The situation you were in started to arouse you, and you felt your erection push up against your shorts. You really didn't want Milly noticing your hardening member so you frantically tried clawing and pushing her even harder, but despite your effort, you couldn't push this beautiful girl off of you.
"Zat is right! We are in a match right now, non? In that case..." Milly's voice trailed off, which worried you a bit, until you felt two extremely soft, yet extremely large objects smush themselves around your erection, and you gasped, blowing hot air up Milly's skirt. Madame Bosomy had laid flat on her stomach, or rather, on her breasts, right on top of your erection to go for an extremely awkward pin, but a pin nonetheless. Your mind almost went blank, even through multiple layers of clothing, the feeling of her huge tits smushing your erection just felt too good, and you started to moan just a little.
As Milly was lying on top of you, she could have sworn she felt something poke her boobs, and started sliding back and forth just a little, until she realized what exactly she was doing. Her eyes grew wide and a large grin crept across her face, until the ref called it. Madame Bosomy got up off of you, and the ref announced her as the winner of the first round. You felt a large mix of emotions, lust, defeat, and shame were a couple, but the one you felt the most was embarrassment. As the rules of the match stated, you slowly and shamefully took off your shorts, and flung them off the arena, looking completely defeated.
"Qu'est-ce que c'est Monsieur Terrible? Zis match should not be zat... Hard..." Madame Bosomy taunted, quite pleased with herself for her own cleverness. Your face turned beet red and you tried to hide your erection. You tried to open your mouth for a clever retort, but nothing would come out of your mouth. "Tee hee! Vous êtes très adorable, Monsieur Terrible!"
Suddenly, before you could react to Milly's comment, Touko's voice blared over the speaker system. "READY FOR ROUND TWO? BEGIN!"
The fight started, but the loud noise of the bell and the roar of the crowd mixed and dulled in your oblivious ears because you were too busy blanking out, focusing on your own "terrible luck" and not focusing on the match itself. Fortunately for you, Madame Bosomy wasn't paying much attention to the match either, but was instead waiting around in her corner of the arena daydreaming about all the naughty stuff she could do to you and giggled to herself, making her huge bust bounce a little.
After a couple of moments, the crowd became more rowdy and impatient, because nothing was happening in the ring, which tends to happen when both wrestlers aren't paying attention at all. One particularly unsavory character threw his drink into the arena, and it hit you square in the side of your head for an unexpected and definitely rude awakening, but nevertheless, it snapped you out of your daydream.
Now while your ultimate dream was to become a wrestling menace with the whole world cheering your name, you simply lacked the power and mass to compete with most other wrestlers, and now your dream seemed even further away. With all the teasing that Milly put you through, you shrunk to about 4 feet tall, but even at your original height, she would've still towered over you, giving her a massive advantage.
You notice Madame Bosomy just staring off into the distance, her arms crossed underneath her massive breasts, grinning. You hatch a plan and slowly begin approach her, trying not to catch her attention in the hopes that you can surprise her and get a cheeky pin right away. As you approach, you notice that your really only come up to her hips. "Damn! She really is tall... How am I supposed to beat her...?" You thought to yourself. You successfully slip behind her as she hums "Au Clair de la Lune" to herself. You charge her from behind hoping to catch her off guard, which you do, but with rather unfortunate results.
Your face slams into her bubble butt and you are swept off your feet, landing rather painfully on your back. Madame Bosomy lets out a rather cute "oh!" as you slam into her, and she starts wobbling. Unable to regain her balance, she falls, and unfortunately for you, she collapses right on top of your prone body. "Mmmrmph? Mmmrrrmmphhh!" Her soft butt molded around your face and quickly cut off any words that you had just attempted to say. "Oh! Silly me! Pardon, Monsieur Terrible, I had no idea zat we have begun! And merci! You caught me as I fell, what a gentleman..." She said, wiggling her butt just a little bit.
As "favorable" as your position was right now, you really didn't want to lose, for more than one reason, and you desperately tried to claw at Milly's supple soft thighs in a futile attempt to get her off of you, but she mistook that for you being frisky. "Oh! You're so naughty Monsieur Terrible! Quite ze fitting name zat you have, non?" She teased, and wiggled her butt even more. The situation you were in started to arouse you, and you felt your erection push up against your shorts. You really didn't want Milly noticing your hardening member so you frantically tried clawing and pushing her even harder, but despite your effort, you couldn't push this beautiful girl off of you.
"Zat is right! We are in a match right now, non? In that case..." Milly's voice trailed off, which worried you a bit, until you felt two extremely soft, yet extremely large objects smush themselves around your erection, and you gasped, blowing hot air up Milly's skirt. Madame Bosomy had laid flat on her stomach, or rather, on her breasts, right on top of your erection to go for an extremely awkward pin, but a pin nonetheless. Your mind almost went blank, even through multiple layers of clothing, the feeling of her huge tits smushing your erection just felt too good, and you started to moan just a little.
As Milly was lying on top of you, she could have sworn she felt something poke her boobs, and started sliding back and forth just a little, until she realized what exactly she was doing. Her eyes grew wide and a large grin crept across her face, until the ref called it. Madame Bosomy got up off of you, and the ref announced her as the winner of the first round. You felt a large mix of emotions, lust, defeat, and shame were a couple, but the one you felt the most was embarrassment. As the rules of the match stated, you slowly and shamefully took off your shorts, and flung them off the arena, looking completely defeated.
"Qu'est-ce que c'est Monsieur Terrible? Zis match should not be zat... Hard..." Madame Bosomy taunted, quite pleased with herself for her own cleverness. Your face turned beet red and you tried to hide your erection. You tried to open your mouth for a clever retort, but nothing would come out of your mouth. "Tee hee! Vous êtes très adorable, Monsieur Terrible!"
Suddenly, before you could react to Milly's comment, Touko's voice blared over the speaker system. "READY FOR ROUND TWO? BEGIN!"
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May 31, 2023
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