"Blow off some steam, with a match right now," Becky says, much to your dismay. She clearly (and unfairly!) wants to take her frustrations out on you, but, after your exhausting match with Patty, you're hardly in the condition to even humor Becky.
You try to plead with her. "Come on, Becky, do we really have to do this?" You try to continue, but you're quickly silenced by Becky leaning back against you again, engulfing your tiny head with her massive ass.
"We do if you want your dumb antidote back," she answers. "Now let's do this." Clenching her cheeks firmly around your head, Becky starts to walk out of your dressing room, dragging your helpless body along with her. She squeezes her wide hips through the small doorway, pressing your body deeper against her soft body for a moment, before finally popping out into the hallway with you. Finally in a more suitable place for an offhand match, Becky unclenches her cheeks, releasing you from her powerful glutes, and turns around, looking down at you past her imposing bosom. Once you take a small breather to regain your surroundings, you give Becky a defiant look, letting her know from the get-go that you're not on board with this 'favor' of hers. "Oh don't be such a big baby, little man. Tell you what.." Becky bends over and hefts her massive chest with her arms, emphasizing the small portion of the vial that can be seen poking out of her vast cleavage. "If you manage to pry this thing off of me at any time during our match, it's yours. C'mon, I'll even give you the first shot to try and nab it." She uses both hands to squeeze her breasts in front of your face, making the vial stick out a little more. "What's the matter, Tiny Tommy? You're not afraid of a pair of big, big boobies, are you?"
You blush, both at Becky's taunting words and her sexy teasing with her huge, wobbling melons, but you try to stay focused. You hate having to play such an embarrassing game with Becky, but at least you finally have a chance to get some of your size back. You don't even have to beat this amazon to get it. You just have to steal it from her. If you've learned anything about your smaller, more agile body from your match with Patty, you might just be quick enough to settle this "match" here, by taking advantage of Becky's cocky taunting. You desperately lunge for the vial trapped in Becky's cleavage, hoping to catch her off-guard.
Sadly, Becky is more than ready for your lunge, and, despite her large and thick size, shows off an impressive amount of speed and coordination to doge it. In a fluid motion, she spins around to your side, letting you fly by her, and kicks you in the back with a powerful leg, sending you hurtling forward towards the wall. You manage to catch yourself against the wall and turn around, but, unprepared for what's coming next, your eyes widen at the sight of Becky rushing at you light a freight train, the flesh from her voluptuous body bouncing all the while. Her body smashes into yours like a rhino, flattening you against the wall while her warm body presses against yours. "Haha, is that all, tiny? You're gonna have to try harder than that," she taunts. She steps back from the wall, letting you fall off without the support of her body.
You try to shake off the blow and reach for the vial again, but Becky interrupts with a swift jab to your face. While you're stunned, she grabs your hands and pulls you back against her, this time bringing you up to her massive bosom and placing sour face resting atop her milky cleavage. Since your hands aren't free, you try something that's risky as it is embarrassing: diving your face between her breasts to grab the antidote vial with your mouth. But, try as you might, you can just barely touch the vial with the tip of your nose. Becky's breasts are just too big for you to reach it this way.
Becky savors the feeling of your face and mouth digging against her soft, sensitive flesh and teases, "Ooh, looks like someone likes to get frisky during his matches. Let me show you how I get frisky." She leans forward and presses her powerful bosom against the wall, pressing you deeper against her warm breasts as they engulf more of your tiny head with their soft, dangerous embrace. Now your biggest concern is to avoid passing out from oxygen deprivation as you weakly struggle against Becky's sexy, imposing body. To make matters worse, you can feel the blood rushing from your head to your cock. After so much contact with Becky's soft, creamy skin, how could it not? Before you can pass out, Becky lifts her chest off you, giving you a moment to breathe...before smashing it against your face again, nearly knocking the daylights out of you. She does this again, and again, and again, making your head sink deeper between her breasts each time. "Yeah, that's it, little man. Take it. And this. and this! You ever get a black eye from a pair of big tits?" she taunts with each hit. You feel the vial pressing against your nose with each of Becky's bosom blows, but, even if you could muster enough wherewithal to nab it, it's not like you can escape Becky's hold on you now.
Just as you start to get dizzy, Becky stops smashing you and starts to shake her shoulders left and right, shaking her massive breasts and jostling your battered head between them. Between the air deprivation and the boob bashing, it's getting harder and harder for you to think straight. She cackles as she feels your movements get more and more sluggish against her.
She stops shaking her breasts and uses a hand to pull your listless head from her breasts. "What's the matter, tiny," she asks, feigning concern, "You've had all this time and opportunity to take your antidote from me. It's not like I don't want you to get it." She takes a moment to coyly think and says in mock surprise, "Oh, can you just not find it between my big, luscious tits? Here, let me help you then." You give a weak groan as Becky cups the back of your head with her strong, feminine hand, then she slams your small head deep into her warm cleavage and hold you firmly in place, denying you any chance of escape as your little head is completely engulfed between her breasts. "Let's see: first we'll try to the leftttt, then the rightttt, then uppp, then downnnn," Becky says as she slowly slides your head all over her massive bosom, smothering you all the way. You feel the vial touch your face multiple times, but you're in too much of an aroused, oxygen-deprived delirium to attempt to take it, especially if Becky intends to keep bullying and teasing you with her body like this.
She continues toying with you as you weakly groan against her soft flesh. "Leftttt, righttttt, uppppp, downnnn....Geez, tiny, have you still not found your antidote, even after all my help? Start looking better already. Just look HERE, HERE, HERE." With a wicked smile, Becky takes both hands and repeatedly smashes your head against her breasts while shoving her chest forward, practically punching you with her breasts. With each seductively powerful blow, you feel more of your resistance fading, smothered against Becky's aggressively overwhelming curves. "So, tiny, what do you think about all my help," Becky cackles as she starts squeezing her breasts around your head, relishing how easy she's been able to bully you. Like she had hoped, her frustration from her last match is all but gone now.
What happens next?
You try to plead with her. "Come on, Becky, do we really have to do this?" You try to continue, but you're quickly silenced by Becky leaning back against you again, engulfing your tiny head with her massive ass.
"We do if you want your dumb antidote back," she answers. "Now let's do this." Clenching her cheeks firmly around your head, Becky starts to walk out of your dressing room, dragging your helpless body along with her. She squeezes her wide hips through the small doorway, pressing your body deeper against her soft body for a moment, before finally popping out into the hallway with you. Finally in a more suitable place for an offhand match, Becky unclenches her cheeks, releasing you from her powerful glutes, and turns around, looking down at you past her imposing bosom. Once you take a small breather to regain your surroundings, you give Becky a defiant look, letting her know from the get-go that you're not on board with this 'favor' of hers. "Oh don't be such a big baby, little man. Tell you what.." Becky bends over and hefts her massive chest with her arms, emphasizing the small portion of the vial that can be seen poking out of her vast cleavage. "If you manage to pry this thing off of me at any time during our match, it's yours. C'mon, I'll even give you the first shot to try and nab it." She uses both hands to squeeze her breasts in front of your face, making the vial stick out a little more. "What's the matter, Tiny Tommy? You're not afraid of a pair of big, big boobies, are you?"
You blush, both at Becky's taunting words and her sexy teasing with her huge, wobbling melons, but you try to stay focused. You hate having to play such an embarrassing game with Becky, but at least you finally have a chance to get some of your size back. You don't even have to beat this amazon to get it. You just have to steal it from her. If you've learned anything about your smaller, more agile body from your match with Patty, you might just be quick enough to settle this "match" here, by taking advantage of Becky's cocky taunting. You desperately lunge for the vial trapped in Becky's cleavage, hoping to catch her off-guard.
Sadly, Becky is more than ready for your lunge, and, despite her large and thick size, shows off an impressive amount of speed and coordination to doge it. In a fluid motion, she spins around to your side, letting you fly by her, and kicks you in the back with a powerful leg, sending you hurtling forward towards the wall. You manage to catch yourself against the wall and turn around, but, unprepared for what's coming next, your eyes widen at the sight of Becky rushing at you light a freight train, the flesh from her voluptuous body bouncing all the while. Her body smashes into yours like a rhino, flattening you against the wall while her warm body presses against yours. "Haha, is that all, tiny? You're gonna have to try harder than that," she taunts. She steps back from the wall, letting you fall off without the support of her body.
You try to shake off the blow and reach for the vial again, but Becky interrupts with a swift jab to your face. While you're stunned, she grabs your hands and pulls you back against her, this time bringing you up to her massive bosom and placing sour face resting atop her milky cleavage. Since your hands aren't free, you try something that's risky as it is embarrassing: diving your face between her breasts to grab the antidote vial with your mouth. But, try as you might, you can just barely touch the vial with the tip of your nose. Becky's breasts are just too big for you to reach it this way.
Becky savors the feeling of your face and mouth digging against her soft, sensitive flesh and teases, "Ooh, looks like someone likes to get frisky during his matches. Let me show you how I get frisky." She leans forward and presses her powerful bosom against the wall, pressing you deeper against her warm breasts as they engulf more of your tiny head with their soft, dangerous embrace. Now your biggest concern is to avoid passing out from oxygen deprivation as you weakly struggle against Becky's sexy, imposing body. To make matters worse, you can feel the blood rushing from your head to your cock. After so much contact with Becky's soft, creamy skin, how could it not? Before you can pass out, Becky lifts her chest off you, giving you a moment to breathe...before smashing it against your face again, nearly knocking the daylights out of you. She does this again, and again, and again, making your head sink deeper between her breasts each time. "Yeah, that's it, little man. Take it. And this. and this! You ever get a black eye from a pair of big tits?" she taunts with each hit. You feel the vial pressing against your nose with each of Becky's bosom blows, but, even if you could muster enough wherewithal to nab it, it's not like you can escape Becky's hold on you now.
Just as you start to get dizzy, Becky stops smashing you and starts to shake her shoulders left and right, shaking her massive breasts and jostling your battered head between them. Between the air deprivation and the boob bashing, it's getting harder and harder for you to think straight. She cackles as she feels your movements get more and more sluggish against her.
She stops shaking her breasts and uses a hand to pull your listless head from her breasts. "What's the matter, tiny," she asks, feigning concern, "You've had all this time and opportunity to take your antidote from me. It's not like I don't want you to get it." She takes a moment to coyly think and says in mock surprise, "Oh, can you just not find it between my big, luscious tits? Here, let me help you then." You give a weak groan as Becky cups the back of your head with her strong, feminine hand, then she slams your small head deep into her warm cleavage and hold you firmly in place, denying you any chance of escape as your little head is completely engulfed between her breasts. "Let's see: first we'll try to the leftttt, then the rightttt, then uppp, then downnnn," Becky says as she slowly slides your head all over her massive bosom, smothering you all the way. You feel the vial touch your face multiple times, but you're in too much of an aroused, oxygen-deprived delirium to attempt to take it, especially if Becky intends to keep bullying and teasing you with her body like this.
She continues toying with you as you weakly groan against her soft flesh. "Leftttt, righttttt, uppppp, downnnn....Geez, tiny, have you still not found your antidote, even after all my help? Start looking better already. Just look HERE, HERE, HERE." With a wicked smile, Becky takes both hands and repeatedly smashes your head against her breasts while shoving her chest forward, practically punching you with her breasts. With each seductively powerful blow, you feel more of your resistance fading, smothered against Becky's aggressively overwhelming curves. "So, tiny, what do you think about all my help," Becky cackles as she starts squeezing her breasts around your head, relishing how easy she's been able to bully you. Like she had hoped, her frustration from her last match is all but gone now.
What happens next?
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May 31, 2023
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