You nervously stand in the center of the ring while the eager crowd cheers in anticipation, wondering who'll go first between Sadie and Patty. If you had to bet, you'd guess it'd be Patty, judging from the way she's been staring daggers at you this whole time. Between Becky's goading and Touka's capricious changes, she's probably very keen on paying you back and venting her frustrations as soon as possible. You catch her giving you another hard look from her corner as you flashback to the humiliation she put you through in your last match, assuming you'll be in for more of the same if not worse.
Eventually, Patty just rolls her eyes and scoffs. "Tch, whatever. This isn't worth my time. You take care of this, Sadie," the petulant princess demands before pulling out a nail file and tending to her manicure (where was she even keeping that?).
"Sure thing, pardner," the cheerful Southerner sings before stepping out of the corner towards you, still occasionally scratching herself along the way. Much to your surprise, it looks like Sadie will be going first. Now that you think about it, this will be the first time you officially meet the freckled beauty. Overall, she seems nice, friendly even, but, given your poor track record with the overbearing women here, you still feel cautious as she approaches. Her giant, curvaceous body looms over you, and you gulp as you look up past her wide hips and tapered stomach towards her enormous breasts, blocking a full view of Sadie's face as while being kept in place by the tight shirt knot tied below them. Understandably, she hasn't noticed you yet, expecting a much bigger opponent. You watch her body wobble and sway above you as she searches for you for a few moments. She looks to Becky, still waiting outside the ring at her corner, and asks, "Hey, Becky, where's your partner? We doing this or what? Imma just ichin' to wrassle today!"
Becky sees Sadie mindlessly scratch herself, still ignorant of the itching powder prank pulled on her, and snickers at the Southerner's accidental joke. Happy to get your humiliating show on the road, Becky casually points a finger at you, indicating where you are below Sadie. With a curious look, Sadie bends over to look, the quick motion making her breasts bounce. Becky's eyes widen upon seeing tiny, little you. "What in tarnation?" Curious, she gets down to her hands and knees, bringing herself a little closer to your level as Touka continues to rev up the crowd over the loudspeaker before the match starts.
Sadie just stares at you blankly for a few moments, trying to comprehend your existence, so you decide to break the silence. "Uh, hi. My name's Tommy. I'm a new wrestler here, and yes: I am very tiny. It's, uh, a pleasure to meet you." Hoping she'll respond in kind, you hold a friendly hand out to Sadie while trying not to stare at the full row of cleavage she's showing you.
Sadie blinks for a few moments, then her face lights up from your greeting. "Well you're just a cute, little gentleman, ain't'cha? Howdy, Tommy! The name's Sadie Mae Mcully, of the wrasslin' Mcullys. Great ta know ya!" Sadie gets up on her knees, then continues. "Well, cutie-pie, I can't say I understand why a tiny man like you is wrasslin in a place like this, but I reckon--oh, hold on." Her big rear still itchy, Sadie pauses to start scratching it before finishing her sentence, her body quivering from the movement. "But, uh, I reckon, if'n you're already here, you musta known what you signed up for." You give a silent sigh; bit of an overstatement, really. "So I'll try my darndest to help you give these folks a good show. Hope we can have fun together, pardner," she says, doing her best to give you a warm smile while frantically scratching herself.
Wow, Sadie seems super nice, way nicer than any of the other girls you've met here so far. That familiar pang of guilt comes back even strong now as you watch her scratch herself, the result of Becky forcing you to prank her. Maybe you should just go ahead and tell poor Sadie what happened, especially since, if Becky gets a chance to tell her first, you'll know she'll twist it to make it look like it was all your doing. "Uh, listen, Sadie, about your scratching...", you start.
Misunderstanding what you're about to say, Sadie quickly stands up and says, still scratching, "O-oh, t-that. I-it's nothing to worry your cute, little head about. A little itchiness won't stop me from giving it my all."
"N-no, Sadie, that's not what I--." Before you can finish, the bell rings, starting the match, and Sadie perks up upon hearing it.
"Whoop, there's the bell! Stay on your toes, little feller, cause here I come!" Suddenly, Sadie raises a foot and sends it plunging towards you. You panic in surprise for a moment but manage to leap to safety in time, letting her foot hit the mat next to you. The Hell!? Did she just try to stomp you!? Sadie must be way more into this than you thought. Judging from her friendly demeanor, you were thinking she'd be a little more gentle, especially since you're so much smaller than her. Looks like you thought wrong. Sadie bends over and says, "Slippery little feller, ain't'cha? Looks like I'll hafta grapple with ya instead." She grabs at you with her hands, but your small size and quick feet allow you to dodge her flurry of grabs by a hair's breadth. In a panic, you run under Sadie's blind spot beneath her breasts and through her thick legs, hoping to get a breather behind her. Having lost you for a moment, Sadie starts scanning the mat in front of her for you. "Huh? Where'd you go?" With every sudden move and jerk Sadie makes, you see her big ass wobble and bounce above you as you try to keep behind her. As she searches, Sadie occasionally scratches her butt, making it ripple more.
Watching from her corner like the regal figure she sees herself as, Patty is not amused by her partner flailing around like a mindless stooge while looking for you. She spots you behind Sadie, and, quickly getting annoyed, chides, "He's right behind you, stupid! Get him already."
"Huh?" Following Patty's advice, Sadie looks over her shoulder, pulling her hips forward so she can better see the floor past her huge bubble butt, and she spots you. "Aha, there ya are! Welp, since you're here, I might as well put this big ol' booty of mine to good use finally." You look on in shock as Sadie starts to sit down, aiming her meteoric, denim-clad ass at you! You run as fast as you can and, once again, manage to dodge at the last second, but the impact Sadie's butt makes shakes the mat enough to knock you off your feet. You look on as her metric tons of ass flesh slowly ripples to a stop just millimeters away from you. That could've been you under there!
You're in over your head. You look towards Becky, who's laughing her ass off at you running around like a headless chicken. Maybe you can manage to tag her in before it's too late. You desperately run towards your corner past Sadie, who spots you. "Aw shucks. I missed," she pouts as she stands up. You're nearly there. If you can just tap Becky's foot, or something, before Sadie can reach you... "Then how bout this? Yeeeehaaaaw," Sadie yells before leaping forward, aiming to hit you with a full body splash.
With a loud slam that echoes through the ring, Sadie lands on the mat, just in front of the corner, with you pinned beneath her! More specifically, it's just a part of you. Your lower half is flattened beneath her breast, leaving just your torso and head partially free, sticking out to the side, but Sadie's expansive breast flesh doesn't give much room to breathe. The side of her breast is bearing down on the rest of you, threatening to engulf the rest of you in its weight. You can hardly prop yourself up by your elbows. "Did I get him? Did I get him," Sadie asks aloud, gently squirming herself in place against you as she searches for you.
Becky, spotting you stuck under Sadie, casually leans over the ropes to get a better look at you. Playing coy, she gasps and says, "Oh no, Tommy! Are you alright? It looks like you're having trouble with Sadie's big, big boobies crushing your itty-bitty body. I'd tag you out, partner, but I...can't quite...reach you." She, of course can, but she pretends otherwise, taunting you by halfheartedly reaching a hand out towards you.
Sadie sees Becky's hand pointing towards you and spots you stuck against her. "Aha! Got'cha now, little feller. Now imma gonna...I'm gonna...oh tarnation!" Before Sadie can make her next move, she stops to scratch her butt again, overwhelmed by its itchiness. Her frantic movements jiggle her body against you more.
Becky sees her chance. "Gee, Sadie, looks like you're havin' a lick o trouble there," she says coyly.
Sadie groans while scratching herself, getting fed up. "Yeah, a little darlin'. I just plumb don't understan' why this is happenin' ta me."
"Wanna know a secret," Becky asks with a malicious smile. "You got pranked. Someone snuck itching powder into your panties when you weren't looking."
Surprised, Sadie stops scratching for a moment to look at Becky. "What!? And who's the varmint what did that ta me!?"
"You're lying on him." Becky points to you, unable to speak up for yourself due to Sadie's massive breast bearing down on you. Sadie looks down at you, her eyes wide again.
Does Sadie believe Becky?
Eventually, Patty just rolls her eyes and scoffs. "Tch, whatever. This isn't worth my time. You take care of this, Sadie," the petulant princess demands before pulling out a nail file and tending to her manicure (where was she even keeping that?).
"Sure thing, pardner," the cheerful Southerner sings before stepping out of the corner towards you, still occasionally scratching herself along the way. Much to your surprise, it looks like Sadie will be going first. Now that you think about it, this will be the first time you officially meet the freckled beauty. Overall, she seems nice, friendly even, but, given your poor track record with the overbearing women here, you still feel cautious as she approaches. Her giant, curvaceous body looms over you, and you gulp as you look up past her wide hips and tapered stomach towards her enormous breasts, blocking a full view of Sadie's face as while being kept in place by the tight shirt knot tied below them. Understandably, she hasn't noticed you yet, expecting a much bigger opponent. You watch her body wobble and sway above you as she searches for you for a few moments. She looks to Becky, still waiting outside the ring at her corner, and asks, "Hey, Becky, where's your partner? We doing this or what? Imma just ichin' to wrassle today!"
Becky sees Sadie mindlessly scratch herself, still ignorant of the itching powder prank pulled on her, and snickers at the Southerner's accidental joke. Happy to get your humiliating show on the road, Becky casually points a finger at you, indicating where you are below Sadie. With a curious look, Sadie bends over to look, the quick motion making her breasts bounce. Becky's eyes widen upon seeing tiny, little you. "What in tarnation?" Curious, she gets down to her hands and knees, bringing herself a little closer to your level as Touka continues to rev up the crowd over the loudspeaker before the match starts.
Sadie just stares at you blankly for a few moments, trying to comprehend your existence, so you decide to break the silence. "Uh, hi. My name's Tommy. I'm a new wrestler here, and yes: I am very tiny. It's, uh, a pleasure to meet you." Hoping she'll respond in kind, you hold a friendly hand out to Sadie while trying not to stare at the full row of cleavage she's showing you.
Sadie blinks for a few moments, then her face lights up from your greeting. "Well you're just a cute, little gentleman, ain't'cha? Howdy, Tommy! The name's Sadie Mae Mcully, of the wrasslin' Mcullys. Great ta know ya!" Sadie gets up on her knees, then continues. "Well, cutie-pie, I can't say I understand why a tiny man like you is wrasslin in a place like this, but I reckon--oh, hold on." Her big rear still itchy, Sadie pauses to start scratching it before finishing her sentence, her body quivering from the movement. "But, uh, I reckon, if'n you're already here, you musta known what you signed up for." You give a silent sigh; bit of an overstatement, really. "So I'll try my darndest to help you give these folks a good show. Hope we can have fun together, pardner," she says, doing her best to give you a warm smile while frantically scratching herself.
Wow, Sadie seems super nice, way nicer than any of the other girls you've met here so far. That familiar pang of guilt comes back even strong now as you watch her scratch herself, the result of Becky forcing you to prank her. Maybe you should just go ahead and tell poor Sadie what happened, especially since, if Becky gets a chance to tell her first, you'll know she'll twist it to make it look like it was all your doing. "Uh, listen, Sadie, about your scratching...", you start.
Misunderstanding what you're about to say, Sadie quickly stands up and says, still scratching, "O-oh, t-that. I-it's nothing to worry your cute, little head about. A little itchiness won't stop me from giving it my all."
"N-no, Sadie, that's not what I--." Before you can finish, the bell rings, starting the match, and Sadie perks up upon hearing it.
"Whoop, there's the bell! Stay on your toes, little feller, cause here I come!" Suddenly, Sadie raises a foot and sends it plunging towards you. You panic in surprise for a moment but manage to leap to safety in time, letting her foot hit the mat next to you. The Hell!? Did she just try to stomp you!? Sadie must be way more into this than you thought. Judging from her friendly demeanor, you were thinking she'd be a little more gentle, especially since you're so much smaller than her. Looks like you thought wrong. Sadie bends over and says, "Slippery little feller, ain't'cha? Looks like I'll hafta grapple with ya instead." She grabs at you with her hands, but your small size and quick feet allow you to dodge her flurry of grabs by a hair's breadth. In a panic, you run under Sadie's blind spot beneath her breasts and through her thick legs, hoping to get a breather behind her. Having lost you for a moment, Sadie starts scanning the mat in front of her for you. "Huh? Where'd you go?" With every sudden move and jerk Sadie makes, you see her big ass wobble and bounce above you as you try to keep behind her. As she searches, Sadie occasionally scratches her butt, making it ripple more.
Watching from her corner like the regal figure she sees herself as, Patty is not amused by her partner flailing around like a mindless stooge while looking for you. She spots you behind Sadie, and, quickly getting annoyed, chides, "He's right behind you, stupid! Get him already."
"Huh?" Following Patty's advice, Sadie looks over her shoulder, pulling her hips forward so she can better see the floor past her huge bubble butt, and she spots you. "Aha, there ya are! Welp, since you're here, I might as well put this big ol' booty of mine to good use finally." You look on in shock as Sadie starts to sit down, aiming her meteoric, denim-clad ass at you! You run as fast as you can and, once again, manage to dodge at the last second, but the impact Sadie's butt makes shakes the mat enough to knock you off your feet. You look on as her metric tons of ass flesh slowly ripples to a stop just millimeters away from you. That could've been you under there!
You're in over your head. You look towards Becky, who's laughing her ass off at you running around like a headless chicken. Maybe you can manage to tag her in before it's too late. You desperately run towards your corner past Sadie, who spots you. "Aw shucks. I missed," she pouts as she stands up. You're nearly there. If you can just tap Becky's foot, or something, before Sadie can reach you... "Then how bout this? Yeeeehaaaaw," Sadie yells before leaping forward, aiming to hit you with a full body splash.
With a loud slam that echoes through the ring, Sadie lands on the mat, just in front of the corner, with you pinned beneath her! More specifically, it's just a part of you. Your lower half is flattened beneath her breast, leaving just your torso and head partially free, sticking out to the side, but Sadie's expansive breast flesh doesn't give much room to breathe. The side of her breast is bearing down on the rest of you, threatening to engulf the rest of you in its weight. You can hardly prop yourself up by your elbows. "Did I get him? Did I get him," Sadie asks aloud, gently squirming herself in place against you as she searches for you.
Becky, spotting you stuck under Sadie, casually leans over the ropes to get a better look at you. Playing coy, she gasps and says, "Oh no, Tommy! Are you alright? It looks like you're having trouble with Sadie's big, big boobies crushing your itty-bitty body. I'd tag you out, partner, but I...can't quite...reach you." She, of course can, but she pretends otherwise, taunting you by halfheartedly reaching a hand out towards you.
Sadie sees Becky's hand pointing towards you and spots you stuck against her. "Aha! Got'cha now, little feller. Now imma gonna...I'm gonna...oh tarnation!" Before Sadie can make her next move, she stops to scratch her butt again, overwhelmed by its itchiness. Her frantic movements jiggle her body against you more.
Becky sees her chance. "Gee, Sadie, looks like you're havin' a lick o trouble there," she says coyly.
Sadie groans while scratching herself, getting fed up. "Yeah, a little darlin'. I just plumb don't understan' why this is happenin' ta me."
"Wanna know a secret," Becky asks with a malicious smile. "You got pranked. Someone snuck itching powder into your panties when you weren't looking."
Surprised, Sadie stops scratching for a moment to look at Becky. "What!? And who's the varmint what did that ta me!?"
"You're lying on him." Becky points to you, unable to speak up for yourself due to Sadie's massive breast bearing down on you. Sadie looks down at you, her eyes wide again.
Does Sadie believe Becky?
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May 31, 2023
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