Becky leaves, but not before one more trick
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 16
Just as Becky was getting tired of trying to get Touka's attention, she got another idea: maybe she could use Touka's distracted state to her advantage. Becky leaned over Touka's desk, delighting in the way her breasts were straining against your bonds as they fell against you, and asked, "Hey babe, before I go, I had a thought." Touka responded with an inattentive grunt, so Becky continued, "Well, Tom was so grateful when I delivered the serum to him, I just thought it might be a fun way for us to bond if you put he and I in the next matchup. Get to know each other in the ring, and all that."
Becky felt you furiously flexing beneath her breasts in an attempt to get her stiff nipple out of your face so you could talk, though your efforts amounted to nothing more than a delightful rubbing sensation against her flesh. Knowing you could hear everything she was saying, and just to aggravate you more, Becky added, "He seemed sooooo eager to spend some more close time with me, after all, I figured I could do him a favor and see about getting us in the ring together." You desperately screamed out in disagreement, but Becky's firm nipple mashed your face against her blouse, making your exclamations inaudible. Touka glanced up from her paperwork and past Becky's immense hanging cleavage and said, "Sure sure, I'll schedule something. If you see Tom, try to work on a routine or something that shows off his, you know, special characteristics for the crowd."
Becky smiled radiantly; she had managed to beguile her way into getting exactly what she wanted, and there was nothing you could do to stop her. Just to remind you of that fact, Becky gave her chest a quick extra bounce against you as she said, "Awesome, I'm sure little Tommy will be thrilled when I tell him the good news!" Becky was excitedly strutting her way to the door when Touka called out one last time, "Oh wait, Becky, if you have a minute, umm... since you were going to stop by Tom's dressing room anyway at some point, can you run one more quick little errand?"
Becky, already intrigued about whatever task she was going to get that involved you, spun in place, "Sure, what is it?"
Touka sighed and looked at a clipboard on her desk, "I accidentally gave Tommy the wrong temporary dressing room. We need that space for something else, and I'm not sure where else to put him for now, other than someone else's changing room." Becky smirked, intrigued where Touka was heading with this request, as she felt you squirming in discomfort against her. Touka continued, "I was thinking, since you said you were on good terms with him already, you could give him the bad news, and tell him he's going to have to be sharing a room with Pink Princess?" You and Becky both balked at that; Becky had wanted you in her room, and you didn't want anything to do with either girl!
Becky stuck her chest out, straining her blouse against your back, and huffed, "Why her?? She hates sharing anything!" Touka shrugged and went back to her papers, "Yeah, but she's got the biggest room out of anyone. She can suck it up. So do me a favor and let Tom and the Princess know about this new arrangement, just break it to her gently so I don't have to deal with her usual tantrums. Now scoot!"
Once more in a sour mood, Becky sighed, "Yes, boss." and stomped out of the office, each step sending an avalanche of flesh against your body. Becky whispered down to you angrily, "Ugh, you're LUCKY, shrimp! If I had my way, you'd have been sharing a dressing room, AND a chair with my gorgeous backside." Then, to boost her own ego, Becky delicately rubbed a finger against your lower body, momentarily grinding your dick against her soft nipple as she giggled, "And I bet you're just as disappointed as I am. Poor little Tommy won't get to spend more time with his favorite sexy wrestler..." Becky giggled as a wonderful tickling sensation erupted against her other nipple, as you irately tried to argue with her. Just for her own amusement, Becky teased you a little more, "It feels like you're just aaaching to spend more time with me, Tommy!" and squished your cock against her nipple, causing you to groan in pleasure as the Big Bully effortlessly demonstrated her power over you. After watching the tiny jiggles your angry convulsing sent through her wobbling tits, Becky finally stopped playing with your waist and peeled part of her blouse away Her nipple was stuck between your arms, pressing your neck back at an awkward angle, which looked hilarious to Becky, who laughed at how uncomfortable your situation looked, "Uh oh, having trouble down there, tiny?"
Tired of this girl's endless taunting, you shouted back, "YES, now would you please just bring me back to my dressing room already!?" Becky feigned innocence, "Oh! But didn't you hear? You have to practice for your next match, with none other than ME, don't you rememb-"
You interrupted, "Shut up! I don't want to wrestle with you, I didn't even get my serum after the last match thanks to you!" Becky smirked and used just one finger to casually poke your head into her massive pink nipple, "Hey now, that's no way to talk to your favorite wrestler, Tommy." Your cries were muffled as Becky rolled your face back and forth against her skin, giggling as your attempts to stop her flexed your body and pulled you more tautly across her soft skin. Then, as she finally pulled her finger away and let you peel your face away from her nipple, Becky asked, "Besides, if you didn't want to wrestle me, then why didn't you say anything to Touka when you had the chance, huh?" You wanted to point out that you had been crushed against her tits, but you were pretty sure Becky was just being rhetorical to try and piss you off.
Without waiting for your response, Becky continued, "Plus, I still have to go tell Patty the bad news that... you'll..." Becky slowly trailed off, as an evil thought occurred to her. "You know, Tommy, I COULD do you another favor. I happen to know Patty Pollock pretty well. I really don't think she'll be too happy about having to share a dressing room with a newbie like you, ESPECIALLY if she learned it was your idea in the first place!"
You shouted, "What!? It... it wasn't!" Becky rolled her eyes cutely, "Maybe it wasn't, maybe it was. My memory of who's suggestion it was is a little hazy, but I'm pretty sure I remember you telling Miss Hizuki you wanted to get back at Patty for beating you, and I don't think Patty would like that very much!" You gaped up over the mound of flesh pressing against your chest, to Becky's evilly grinning face. How could this girl be so manipulative!? Becky took your stunned silence as her cue to continue, "But maybe I can also forget to mention that part of the story when I drop you off, if, say, you agree to help ME with a little something. Patty borrowed a pair of my panties a few weeks ago, and never returned them. They're pink, with frilly sides and the words 'EAT ME' embroidered across the front. You'd probably like them..." Becky bounced her chest against you teasingly, momentarily slamming your face into her blouse with her heaving breast, before she continued, "So I'll tell you what. You get me my underwear back, and I'll neglect to mention how rudely you suggested that you get part of her dressing room for yourself."
Furious with her attempt at blackmailing you once more, you screamed, "NO WAY, YOU CRAZY B-" but were cut off as Becky finally let her blouse snap back into place, sealing your face up against her warm flesh. Becky lightly bounced her chest up and down, reminding you of who was in control as her breasts battered your face, chest, and cock repeatedly against her tight clothing, while she chided, "Don't be so hasty with your answer, Tommy! Remember, if I'm not happy, I can make our practice match later a looot more fun for me and a looot less fun for you."
You were left stewing in anger as Becky strutted down the hallway towards Patty's room, giving you a chance to contemplate your choices. Becky simply smiled, delighted with her plan. Either you'd agree and Becky would get the panties she wanted (which, she had neglected to tell you, weren't actually hers at all) or you'd be stuck in a changing room with a very spoiled and unhappy Patty Pollock, the thought of which amused Becky all too much. Plus, either way, she'd have a chance to torture you all over again once her match with you came around: it was win-win, for Becky!
On the way over to Patty's changing room, do you decide to agree to Becky's demands or do you try to find some other solution?
Becky felt you furiously flexing beneath her breasts in an attempt to get her stiff nipple out of your face so you could talk, though your efforts amounted to nothing more than a delightful rubbing sensation against her flesh. Knowing you could hear everything she was saying, and just to aggravate you more, Becky added, "He seemed sooooo eager to spend some more close time with me, after all, I figured I could do him a favor and see about getting us in the ring together." You desperately screamed out in disagreement, but Becky's firm nipple mashed your face against her blouse, making your exclamations inaudible. Touka glanced up from her paperwork and past Becky's immense hanging cleavage and said, "Sure sure, I'll schedule something. If you see Tom, try to work on a routine or something that shows off his, you know, special characteristics for the crowd."
Becky smiled radiantly; she had managed to beguile her way into getting exactly what she wanted, and there was nothing you could do to stop her. Just to remind you of that fact, Becky gave her chest a quick extra bounce against you as she said, "Awesome, I'm sure little Tommy will be thrilled when I tell him the good news!" Becky was excitedly strutting her way to the door when Touka called out one last time, "Oh wait, Becky, if you have a minute, umm... since you were going to stop by Tom's dressing room anyway at some point, can you run one more quick little errand?"
Becky, already intrigued about whatever task she was going to get that involved you, spun in place, "Sure, what is it?"
Touka sighed and looked at a clipboard on her desk, "I accidentally gave Tommy the wrong temporary dressing room. We need that space for something else, and I'm not sure where else to put him for now, other than someone else's changing room." Becky smirked, intrigued where Touka was heading with this request, as she felt you squirming in discomfort against her. Touka continued, "I was thinking, since you said you were on good terms with him already, you could give him the bad news, and tell him he's going to have to be sharing a room with Pink Princess?" You and Becky both balked at that; Becky had wanted you in her room, and you didn't want anything to do with either girl!
Becky stuck her chest out, straining her blouse against your back, and huffed, "Why her?? She hates sharing anything!" Touka shrugged and went back to her papers, "Yeah, but she's got the biggest room out of anyone. She can suck it up. So do me a favor and let Tom and the Princess know about this new arrangement, just break it to her gently so I don't have to deal with her usual tantrums. Now scoot!"
Once more in a sour mood, Becky sighed, "Yes, boss." and stomped out of the office, each step sending an avalanche of flesh against your body. Becky whispered down to you angrily, "Ugh, you're LUCKY, shrimp! If I had my way, you'd have been sharing a dressing room, AND a chair with my gorgeous backside." Then, to boost her own ego, Becky delicately rubbed a finger against your lower body, momentarily grinding your dick against her soft nipple as she giggled, "And I bet you're just as disappointed as I am. Poor little Tommy won't get to spend more time with his favorite sexy wrestler..." Becky giggled as a wonderful tickling sensation erupted against her other nipple, as you irately tried to argue with her. Just for her own amusement, Becky teased you a little more, "It feels like you're just aaaching to spend more time with me, Tommy!" and squished your cock against her nipple, causing you to groan in pleasure as the Big Bully effortlessly demonstrated her power over you. After watching the tiny jiggles your angry convulsing sent through her wobbling tits, Becky finally stopped playing with your waist and peeled part of her blouse away Her nipple was stuck between your arms, pressing your neck back at an awkward angle, which looked hilarious to Becky, who laughed at how uncomfortable your situation looked, "Uh oh, having trouble down there, tiny?"
Tired of this girl's endless taunting, you shouted back, "YES, now would you please just bring me back to my dressing room already!?" Becky feigned innocence, "Oh! But didn't you hear? You have to practice for your next match, with none other than ME, don't you rememb-"
You interrupted, "Shut up! I don't want to wrestle with you, I didn't even get my serum after the last match thanks to you!" Becky smirked and used just one finger to casually poke your head into her massive pink nipple, "Hey now, that's no way to talk to your favorite wrestler, Tommy." Your cries were muffled as Becky rolled your face back and forth against her skin, giggling as your attempts to stop her flexed your body and pulled you more tautly across her soft skin. Then, as she finally pulled her finger away and let you peel your face away from her nipple, Becky asked, "Besides, if you didn't want to wrestle me, then why didn't you say anything to Touka when you had the chance, huh?" You wanted to point out that you had been crushed against her tits, but you were pretty sure Becky was just being rhetorical to try and piss you off.
Without waiting for your response, Becky continued, "Plus, I still have to go tell Patty the bad news that... you'll..." Becky slowly trailed off, as an evil thought occurred to her. "You know, Tommy, I COULD do you another favor. I happen to know Patty Pollock pretty well. I really don't think she'll be too happy about having to share a dressing room with a newbie like you, ESPECIALLY if she learned it was your idea in the first place!"
You shouted, "What!? It... it wasn't!" Becky rolled her eyes cutely, "Maybe it wasn't, maybe it was. My memory of who's suggestion it was is a little hazy, but I'm pretty sure I remember you telling Miss Hizuki you wanted to get back at Patty for beating you, and I don't think Patty would like that very much!" You gaped up over the mound of flesh pressing against your chest, to Becky's evilly grinning face. How could this girl be so manipulative!? Becky took your stunned silence as her cue to continue, "But maybe I can also forget to mention that part of the story when I drop you off, if, say, you agree to help ME with a little something. Patty borrowed a pair of my panties a few weeks ago, and never returned them. They're pink, with frilly sides and the words 'EAT ME' embroidered across the front. You'd probably like them..." Becky bounced her chest against you teasingly, momentarily slamming your face into her blouse with her heaving breast, before she continued, "So I'll tell you what. You get me my underwear back, and I'll neglect to mention how rudely you suggested that you get part of her dressing room for yourself."
Furious with her attempt at blackmailing you once more, you screamed, "NO WAY, YOU CRAZY B-" but were cut off as Becky finally let her blouse snap back into place, sealing your face up against her warm flesh. Becky lightly bounced her chest up and down, reminding you of who was in control as her breasts battered your face, chest, and cock repeatedly against her tight clothing, while she chided, "Don't be so hasty with your answer, Tommy! Remember, if I'm not happy, I can make our practice match later a looot more fun for me and a looot less fun for you."
You were left stewing in anger as Becky strutted down the hallway towards Patty's room, giving you a chance to contemplate your choices. Becky simply smiled, delighted with her plan. Either you'd agree and Becky would get the panties she wanted (which, she had neglected to tell you, weren't actually hers at all) or you'd be stuck in a changing room with a very spoiled and unhappy Patty Pollock, the thought of which amused Becky all too much. Plus, either way, she'd have a chance to torture you all over again once her match with you came around: it was win-win, for Becky!
On the way over to Patty's changing room, do you decide to agree to Becky's demands or do you try to find some other solution?
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May 31, 2023
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