Betty goes to put in a good word for you
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 13
It didn't take too long for Betty to reach her destination. Betty reached out and opened an extravagantly decorated door, with the glitter-covered words "PINK PRINCESS" emblazoned across its surface. You knew the wrestler the sign was referring to, from your research into the league, though you had never met or seen her. Betty stepped inside a backstage dressing room that was very, very pink. Betty gave a quick, "Hey, Princess?" that confirmed the room was empty after nobody responded. Closing the door behind her, Betty whispered down to you, "Alright, I know who your next opponent is. Patty, the Pink Princess. We're on pretty good terms but she can be a little... uhm..." Betty walked around the rather decadent room, her sizeable breasts constantly swaying left and right against you, as she tried to come up with the right descriptors for her friend. You looked up at Betty, who finally said, "Let's call her, uh, status conscious. And she's not usually too keen on, erm, new people taking the spotlight."
Betty caught the terrified stare you were giving her, and plucked you from her cleavage, "Oh don't worry though, I'm sure she'll love a little charmer like you!" Then she giggled as she watched you trying to pull your shorts back up over your hardon, after they had been dragged to your ankles when she slid you from between her breasts. Betty gave you a lovely smile and said, "I mean, I think you're adorable, why wouldn't she?" and gave you a quick kiss, making sure to take a moment to roll the tip of her tongue across your waist before pulling you away.
Carefully, Betty placed you on a very comfy leather bench in front of the dressing room vanity table, and said, "We just need to make a good impression, is all!" You definitely agreed with that; the last thing you wanted was to get on the bad side of a girl like the Pink Princess. You were looking around the room and all you saw was proof of her self-absorption; posters of her lined every wall, the spaces between only serving to mount mirrors, awards, and magazine articles about her accomplishments. You knew a girl like her probably wouldn't have any qualms about squashing someone like you, literally, if it was to her benefit. You looked up at Betty, who was beaming down at you, and said, "In that case, maybe you should put me somewhere else?" Betty suddenly looked surprised, "Huh? Why?"
You gestured to the bench you were on, and tried to illustrate the danger of being on a chair at your size, "Well, right now I'm standing in the first place that the Princess is going to sit." Betty exclaimed, "Oh, right! You don't want to look like you're hogging her chair! Here, I'll also sit down so she won't think it was your idea." Betty's off-base conclusion startled you, but she immediately turned and dropped her shorts clad ass towards you. You dove forward, barely avoiding the titanic derriere that landed with a soft thud, as Betty said, "There, see? When Patty gets here, just let me introduce you, and I'll explain everything." You looked up at Betty, as one of her bare thighs nearly eclipsed her from view, when she continued, "You just stay there and look cute, kay?" then without warning Betty lifted one leg over you, and dropped it down, smothering you under her very smooth thigh for a few seconds as she giggled.
Betty's playful teasing was suddenly interrupted as the changing room door swung open. Patty Pollock, dressed in her casual clothes of some tight jeans and a tube top, strutted in, and gave a bored welcome to Betty, "Hey Wonder Bust." Betty gave an energetic greeting back, accidentally leaving her thick thigh resting on top of your body, as she tried to broach the subject of you; "So, Princess, did you hear about the new guy that Hizuki hired?"
With a slightly interested eyebrow raise, the Princess glanced Betty's way, and said, "Yeah, kinda. I heard he's super short right? Like, shorter than me or something? Hmph, what a joke." Betty shifted in her seat just enough to drag her massive thigh off of you, letting you gasp for air and see from between her legs as the Princess began to undress, disregarding Betty's presence and unaware of yours. Patty began peeling her tube top away from her humongous breasts, causing you to gawp as they bounced free, before she threw it aside. You were surprised to notice that, even from your very low perspective, Patty Pollock did not appear very tall: she was easily half a foot shorter than Betty. Maybe that explained her apparent napoleon complex? Patty's ass and chest stuck out noticeably, giving her an impressive hourglass body, though, which kept you from hearing as she asked Betty to get out of her chair so she could get dressed.
Eager to keep Patty in a good mood, and accidentally thinking you were still positioned safely between her cushiony breasts, Betty hopped to her feet, leaving you alone on the leather bench. Betty barely scoffed out a "Thanks" before she plopped her enormous ass directly over you, too busy concentrating on her own reflection in the mirror to notice your body against her skin. The Princess began pulling on her tight costume, which ironically was only barely less revealing than her personal attire: a pink crop top that squished her breasts together, and a pair of very short pink shorts. Patty wriggled her top over her huge chest as she asked Betty, "Didn't you wrestle him, for his first match? How was he?" Patty had been shifting endlessly in her seat as she spoke and dressed herself, until your face was smooshed into the sweet smelling underside of her thong, which you learned was (surprise!) pink colored.
Betty, eager to make you sound good, happily explained, "Oh he was great! He is, um, just a little on the short side, but he's really passionate about what he does, and he's a super sweet guy outside of the ring." Betty pressed her breasts together, thinking that's where you were, as she spoke. Meanwhile, you were actually being pressed face first into the Pink Princess's pink pussy. Patty leaned back, unknowingly putting more pressure on your body while she impatiently put each leg through her shorts, when she asked, "So is he hot, at least?"
This time Betty blushed just a bit, before giving her chest another affectionate squeeze, as she answered, "Well, I think- uhm, I think so." The Princess chuckled at Betty's stuttering, which was very out of character for her, as she lifted her butt from the bench to slide her shorts up her thick legs. It took her a minute to yank her short shorts over her thick legs and even thicker ass cheeks, but Patty was determined to wear the tightest possible clothes, in order to show off her body as much as she could.
Where did you end up as Patty got dressed?
Betty caught the terrified stare you were giving her, and plucked you from her cleavage, "Oh don't worry though, I'm sure she'll love a little charmer like you!" Then she giggled as she watched you trying to pull your shorts back up over your hardon, after they had been dragged to your ankles when she slid you from between her breasts. Betty gave you a lovely smile and said, "I mean, I think you're adorable, why wouldn't she?" and gave you a quick kiss, making sure to take a moment to roll the tip of her tongue across your waist before pulling you away.
Carefully, Betty placed you on a very comfy leather bench in front of the dressing room vanity table, and said, "We just need to make a good impression, is all!" You definitely agreed with that; the last thing you wanted was to get on the bad side of a girl like the Pink Princess. You were looking around the room and all you saw was proof of her self-absorption; posters of her lined every wall, the spaces between only serving to mount mirrors, awards, and magazine articles about her accomplishments. You knew a girl like her probably wouldn't have any qualms about squashing someone like you, literally, if it was to her benefit. You looked up at Betty, who was beaming down at you, and said, "In that case, maybe you should put me somewhere else?" Betty suddenly looked surprised, "Huh? Why?"
You gestured to the bench you were on, and tried to illustrate the danger of being on a chair at your size, "Well, right now I'm standing in the first place that the Princess is going to sit." Betty exclaimed, "Oh, right! You don't want to look like you're hogging her chair! Here, I'll also sit down so she won't think it was your idea." Betty's off-base conclusion startled you, but she immediately turned and dropped her shorts clad ass towards you. You dove forward, barely avoiding the titanic derriere that landed with a soft thud, as Betty said, "There, see? When Patty gets here, just let me introduce you, and I'll explain everything." You looked up at Betty, as one of her bare thighs nearly eclipsed her from view, when she continued, "You just stay there and look cute, kay?" then without warning Betty lifted one leg over you, and dropped it down, smothering you under her very smooth thigh for a few seconds as she giggled.
Betty's playful teasing was suddenly interrupted as the changing room door swung open. Patty Pollock, dressed in her casual clothes of some tight jeans and a tube top, strutted in, and gave a bored welcome to Betty, "Hey Wonder Bust." Betty gave an energetic greeting back, accidentally leaving her thick thigh resting on top of your body, as she tried to broach the subject of you; "So, Princess, did you hear about the new guy that Hizuki hired?"
With a slightly interested eyebrow raise, the Princess glanced Betty's way, and said, "Yeah, kinda. I heard he's super short right? Like, shorter than me or something? Hmph, what a joke." Betty shifted in her seat just enough to drag her massive thigh off of you, letting you gasp for air and see from between her legs as the Princess began to undress, disregarding Betty's presence and unaware of yours. Patty began peeling her tube top away from her humongous breasts, causing you to gawp as they bounced free, before she threw it aside. You were surprised to notice that, even from your very low perspective, Patty Pollock did not appear very tall: she was easily half a foot shorter than Betty. Maybe that explained her apparent napoleon complex? Patty's ass and chest stuck out noticeably, giving her an impressive hourglass body, though, which kept you from hearing as she asked Betty to get out of her chair so she could get dressed.
Eager to keep Patty in a good mood, and accidentally thinking you were still positioned safely between her cushiony breasts, Betty hopped to her feet, leaving you alone on the leather bench. Betty barely scoffed out a "Thanks" before she plopped her enormous ass directly over you, too busy concentrating on her own reflection in the mirror to notice your body against her skin. The Princess began pulling on her tight costume, which ironically was only barely less revealing than her personal attire: a pink crop top that squished her breasts together, and a pair of very short pink shorts. Patty wriggled her top over her huge chest as she asked Betty, "Didn't you wrestle him, for his first match? How was he?" Patty had been shifting endlessly in her seat as she spoke and dressed herself, until your face was smooshed into the sweet smelling underside of her thong, which you learned was (surprise!) pink colored.
Betty, eager to make you sound good, happily explained, "Oh he was great! He is, um, just a little on the short side, but he's really passionate about what he does, and he's a super sweet guy outside of the ring." Betty pressed her breasts together, thinking that's where you were, as she spoke. Meanwhile, you were actually being pressed face first into the Pink Princess's pink pussy. Patty leaned back, unknowingly putting more pressure on your body while she impatiently put each leg through her shorts, when she asked, "So is he hot, at least?"
This time Betty blushed just a bit, before giving her chest another affectionate squeeze, as she answered, "Well, I think- uhm, I think so." The Princess chuckled at Betty's stuttering, which was very out of character for her, as she lifted her butt from the bench to slide her shorts up her thick legs. It took her a minute to yank her short shorts over her thick legs and even thicker ass cheeks, but Patty was determined to wear the tightest possible clothes, in order to show off her body as much as she could.
Where did you end up as Patty got dressed?
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May 31, 2023
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