A poor introduction to Patty
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 14
Your 3 inch body was left lying in the temporary crater on the seat cushions as Patty's fussed with her shorts overhead. You used your temporary freedom to pull your wrestling shorts back up, as they had almost come off again from Patty's movements, and the last thing you wanted was to be found naked in the dressing room of your next wresting opponent, who was nearly twenty times your size. You had hoped Betty would use this opportunity to either grab you or alert Patty to your presence.
Betty, however, was too distracted by Patty's question to spot you before Patty had pulled her shorts up over her gigantic ass cheeks and dropped back into her seat. To make sure her shorts were adjusted properly, Patty wiggled her ass from side to side a few times, unaware of how tightly she was cramming your poor body between bubble. Satisfied, Patty lifted her ass from the bench again, this time to check herself over in the large mirror, as she chided Betty for her stuttering, "Looks like you two really hit it off, huh Wonder Bust?" Unbeknownst to Patty, who was now obliviously putting pink makeup over her thick lips, she had lifted your body along with her, as you were caught between her soft, jiggling ass cheeks like a ragdoll.
Suppressing a smile, Betty said, "Yeah, I guess we did. Like I said, he's really sweet, and understanding, and... uh..." Betty suddenly lost her train of thought as she spotted a small man wedged between her friend's ass cheeks. Betty looked down at her chest, realizing that she had left you on the seat and not in her cleavage, and mentally scolded herself for her carelessness. The Princess finished her makeup, and examined herself in the mirror again, before deciding to make one minor change to her outfit. With a smug smirk, the Princess pulled her shorts up another inch, giving herself a deep wedgie that made her already shapely rear end look all the more tantalizing. Betty winced as she watched your body sink between the Pink Princess's quivering ass cheeks. Betty tried to get Patty to find you on her own, hoping that she'd realize she had sat on you, "Princess, would you check your shorts?"
Patty spun around, presenting her large ass to the mirror, and grinned before commending it's shape, "I know, what a perfect ass, right?" Then she playfully grabbed an ass cheek and shook it. Betty was about to step in to help you when Patty took a closer look her reflection and said, "Wait, what is that on my shorts?" Patty gave her butt another curious squeeze, pushing your body to the side as her ass cheek pressed into you, smearing your face right up against her taut booty shorts. You heard Patty let out an irritated scoff, "Oh my GOD. Don't tell me that's what I think it is!" Without giving you a chance to respond, Patty let go of her ass cheek, causing it to bounce back against you, and spun around and faced Betty, "Wonder Bust, if I take a closer look at my butt, am I gonna find your little boyfriend jammed up there?"
Eager to put the misunderstanding to rest, Betty explained, "Relax, Princess! I just came here to introduce you two, and he, erm I, put him on your chair and I guess you sat down before he could move."
Patty, purposefully deciding to be argumentative just to remind everyone of her status as a wrestler, sneered, "Oh, so he was trying to hog MY seat, in MY dressing room!? The Pink Princess's THRONE!?"
Betty rolled her eyes, "Come on, Princess, you know that's not what happened."
Patty stepped in front of the leather bench, before sticking her butt out towards the mirror so Betty could get another glimpse of your body still shoved between her round ass cheeks. Patty complained sarcastically, "If he wanted my seat so bad, then he'll just have to share with me." Then she fell back onto the bench, letting her ass land heavily as she crushed you under her butt just to prove a point. Patty scornfully wriggled her butt into the squeaking leather, gleefully making sure to rub your body into her warm ass crack as much as she could, "There! A seat fit for two." You were groaning as your body was smeared back and forth across each ass cheek, and occasionally up against the warm, sweaty shorts that were pulled deep within her ass crack.
Once again, Betty argued, "Come on, Patty, stop being such a jerk, I already told you it was my fault that he was on your chair, so stop messing with the poor guy." As if she had just been asked for the biggest favor on earth, Patty moaned, "Uuugh, fine! But next time the little twerp better not hog my friggin seat." Finally, Patty stopped grinding against you, as she bounced to a stop. Much to your annoyance, she made no effort to get off of you; instead she simply remained seated, leaving you smooshed into her mountainous ass crack, as she asked, "Okay, so, why WERE you here, then?"
Betty took a deep breath, and began to explain how one of Hizuki's crazy experiments had shrunk you down before the match with her. Patty laughed and rudely pointed out that it couldn't have been much of a fight at your size, but Betty pressed on. Betty carefully censored the parts of your story where you got stuck to her ass, the massage chair, and your romp in her dressing room, making it sound like a much more work-friendly relationship than it had been. Patty had laughed when she mentioned sitting on you during the first match, though Betty explained that she had wanted to make it up to you for such a horrible first fight. Patty sighed and looked at her watch, clearly getting very bored, though she was kept somewhat entertained by the feeling of your body struggling in discomfort beneath her overbearing ass cheeks. You had been trying to climb free from between her ass cheeks during Betty's story, only to be occasionally crushed flat as Patty shifted in her seat.
When Betty had finally told the whole story, Patty leaned back, grinding you against her skin, and said, "You aren't going to ask me what I think you are, are you?" Betty put on her best pleading face, and said, "Come on, Patty. It would mean a lot to me, as a favor between friends, if you could go easy just this once!"
The Pink Princess gave a long, melodramatic sigh and leaned over, lifting one ass cheek off of the bench, before she reached back and began fumbling for your body. When her fingers found you, Patty made sure you were hidden from sight from Betty and shoved you upwards a few times, pressing your tiny body directly against the tight fabric covering her asshole, as she complained loudly, "You know how I HATE letting someone win, Wonder Bust, ESPECIALLY some shrimp newbie who hasn't even had the decency to introduce himself to me face to face!" You tried to shout that you would have introduced yourself if only Patty hadn't sat on you, but your voice was cut off as Patty put one finger behind your head and drove it forwards, stuffing your face into her ass crack before clenching her cheeks together. It only took a few seconds for the Pink Princess to determine where your waist was, before she had started prodding it into her butt cheeks as well, grinding your thinly-covered crotch against her smooth, wobbling skin for her own amusement. Betty sighed, irritated with her very difficult friend, and said, "How about if you throw the match for Tommy, I'll... let you win your next match with me."
The Princess stood up slowly, careful not to let you fall free, though her worries were unfounded as you were wedged helplessly between her ass cheeks. The Princess crossed her arms under her large bosom and pretended to think about the offer. "Hmmmmmmm... well, that sounds like an OKAY trade, I guess..." She then turned around, pretending to think it over as she tapped her chin cutely, and positioned herself so that Betty was getting a clear view of your predicament against her rear end. The Princess mumbled, "I diiiid really want to show off today by dominating the new guy. After all, my fans are usually really excited to see me put a newbie in their place." As if to illustrate what she meant, the Pink Princess began slowly swaying from side to side, causing her butt cheeks to roll against your back, nearly hiding you completely from view as you struggled to keep from sinking out of sight between their fleshy oscillations.
Tired of seeing you dominated by her bratty friend, Betty grumbled, "Uugh, okay FINE, I'll lose the next match we're in AND I'll owe you a big favor, that you can have at any time." The Princess, happy at getting her way, clumsily dragged you from her ass and slapped you onto her vanity table, "Deal! I'll throw the match for little Tommy, but he has to make it look close." The Princess leaned forwards, giving you the first clear view of her beautiful but smug face, as she squeezed her enormous breasts together directly in front of you, as if trying to tease you. "That won't be hard for you, will it Tommy? Because if you make me look stupid you'll be getting K.O.ed for real by all THIS." Then Patty spun around and stuck her ass out again, bumping it into the vanity table a few times just to make sure you understood how much bigger her ass was compared to you. It took a lot of concentration to keep your erection from popping out of your shorts as Patty waved her delicious assets over you. After having her fun acting superior, Patty turned back to you one last time and said, "Are we clear, Tommy?"
You, still sore from having been sat on for so long, coughed back, "Crystal." Patty smiled a bubbly smile, and reached down before rubbing a fingertip across your body, pressing down against your firm cock as she giggled, "Great! Then I'll see you at the match, shrimp!" Then she spun around, giving you one last look at her jiggling ass, as she strutted out of her dressing room.
Betty approaches the table, with an apologetic look in her eyes, and says, "I'm sorry I got you squished again, Tommy! I really didn't mean to. I think I know how to repay you for this one, though!"
Betty, however, was too distracted by Patty's question to spot you before Patty had pulled her shorts up over her gigantic ass cheeks and dropped back into her seat. To make sure her shorts were adjusted properly, Patty wiggled her ass from side to side a few times, unaware of how tightly she was cramming your poor body between bubble. Satisfied, Patty lifted her ass from the bench again, this time to check herself over in the large mirror, as she chided Betty for her stuttering, "Looks like you two really hit it off, huh Wonder Bust?" Unbeknownst to Patty, who was now obliviously putting pink makeup over her thick lips, she had lifted your body along with her, as you were caught between her soft, jiggling ass cheeks like a ragdoll.
Suppressing a smile, Betty said, "Yeah, I guess we did. Like I said, he's really sweet, and understanding, and... uh..." Betty suddenly lost her train of thought as she spotted a small man wedged between her friend's ass cheeks. Betty looked down at her chest, realizing that she had left you on the seat and not in her cleavage, and mentally scolded herself for her carelessness. The Princess finished her makeup, and examined herself in the mirror again, before deciding to make one minor change to her outfit. With a smug smirk, the Princess pulled her shorts up another inch, giving herself a deep wedgie that made her already shapely rear end look all the more tantalizing. Betty winced as she watched your body sink between the Pink Princess's quivering ass cheeks. Betty tried to get Patty to find you on her own, hoping that she'd realize she had sat on you, "Princess, would you check your shorts?"
Patty spun around, presenting her large ass to the mirror, and grinned before commending it's shape, "I know, what a perfect ass, right?" Then she playfully grabbed an ass cheek and shook it. Betty was about to step in to help you when Patty took a closer look her reflection and said, "Wait, what is that on my shorts?" Patty gave her butt another curious squeeze, pushing your body to the side as her ass cheek pressed into you, smearing your face right up against her taut booty shorts. You heard Patty let out an irritated scoff, "Oh my GOD. Don't tell me that's what I think it is!" Without giving you a chance to respond, Patty let go of her ass cheek, causing it to bounce back against you, and spun around and faced Betty, "Wonder Bust, if I take a closer look at my butt, am I gonna find your little boyfriend jammed up there?"
Eager to put the misunderstanding to rest, Betty explained, "Relax, Princess! I just came here to introduce you two, and he, erm I, put him on your chair and I guess you sat down before he could move."
Patty, purposefully deciding to be argumentative just to remind everyone of her status as a wrestler, sneered, "Oh, so he was trying to hog MY seat, in MY dressing room!? The Pink Princess's THRONE!?"
Betty rolled her eyes, "Come on, Princess, you know that's not what happened."
Patty stepped in front of the leather bench, before sticking her butt out towards the mirror so Betty could get another glimpse of your body still shoved between her round ass cheeks. Patty complained sarcastically, "If he wanted my seat so bad, then he'll just have to share with me." Then she fell back onto the bench, letting her ass land heavily as she crushed you under her butt just to prove a point. Patty scornfully wriggled her butt into the squeaking leather, gleefully making sure to rub your body into her warm ass crack as much as she could, "There! A seat fit for two." You were groaning as your body was smeared back and forth across each ass cheek, and occasionally up against the warm, sweaty shorts that were pulled deep within her ass crack.
Once again, Betty argued, "Come on, Patty, stop being such a jerk, I already told you it was my fault that he was on your chair, so stop messing with the poor guy." As if she had just been asked for the biggest favor on earth, Patty moaned, "Uuugh, fine! But next time the little twerp better not hog my friggin seat." Finally, Patty stopped grinding against you, as she bounced to a stop. Much to your annoyance, she made no effort to get off of you; instead she simply remained seated, leaving you smooshed into her mountainous ass crack, as she asked, "Okay, so, why WERE you here, then?"
Betty took a deep breath, and began to explain how one of Hizuki's crazy experiments had shrunk you down before the match with her. Patty laughed and rudely pointed out that it couldn't have been much of a fight at your size, but Betty pressed on. Betty carefully censored the parts of your story where you got stuck to her ass, the massage chair, and your romp in her dressing room, making it sound like a much more work-friendly relationship than it had been. Patty had laughed when she mentioned sitting on you during the first match, though Betty explained that she had wanted to make it up to you for such a horrible first fight. Patty sighed and looked at her watch, clearly getting very bored, though she was kept somewhat entertained by the feeling of your body struggling in discomfort beneath her overbearing ass cheeks. You had been trying to climb free from between her ass cheeks during Betty's story, only to be occasionally crushed flat as Patty shifted in her seat.
When Betty had finally told the whole story, Patty leaned back, grinding you against her skin, and said, "You aren't going to ask me what I think you are, are you?" Betty put on her best pleading face, and said, "Come on, Patty. It would mean a lot to me, as a favor between friends, if you could go easy just this once!"
The Pink Princess gave a long, melodramatic sigh and leaned over, lifting one ass cheek off of the bench, before she reached back and began fumbling for your body. When her fingers found you, Patty made sure you were hidden from sight from Betty and shoved you upwards a few times, pressing your tiny body directly against the tight fabric covering her asshole, as she complained loudly, "You know how I HATE letting someone win, Wonder Bust, ESPECIALLY some shrimp newbie who hasn't even had the decency to introduce himself to me face to face!" You tried to shout that you would have introduced yourself if only Patty hadn't sat on you, but your voice was cut off as Patty put one finger behind your head and drove it forwards, stuffing your face into her ass crack before clenching her cheeks together. It only took a few seconds for the Pink Princess to determine where your waist was, before she had started prodding it into her butt cheeks as well, grinding your thinly-covered crotch against her smooth, wobbling skin for her own amusement. Betty sighed, irritated with her very difficult friend, and said, "How about if you throw the match for Tommy, I'll... let you win your next match with me."
The Princess stood up slowly, careful not to let you fall free, though her worries were unfounded as you were wedged helplessly between her ass cheeks. The Princess crossed her arms under her large bosom and pretended to think about the offer. "Hmmmmmmm... well, that sounds like an OKAY trade, I guess..." She then turned around, pretending to think it over as she tapped her chin cutely, and positioned herself so that Betty was getting a clear view of your predicament against her rear end. The Princess mumbled, "I diiiid really want to show off today by dominating the new guy. After all, my fans are usually really excited to see me put a newbie in their place." As if to illustrate what she meant, the Pink Princess began slowly swaying from side to side, causing her butt cheeks to roll against your back, nearly hiding you completely from view as you struggled to keep from sinking out of sight between their fleshy oscillations.
Tired of seeing you dominated by her bratty friend, Betty grumbled, "Uugh, okay FINE, I'll lose the next match we're in AND I'll owe you a big favor, that you can have at any time." The Princess, happy at getting her way, clumsily dragged you from her ass and slapped you onto her vanity table, "Deal! I'll throw the match for little Tommy, but he has to make it look close." The Princess leaned forwards, giving you the first clear view of her beautiful but smug face, as she squeezed her enormous breasts together directly in front of you, as if trying to tease you. "That won't be hard for you, will it Tommy? Because if you make me look stupid you'll be getting K.O.ed for real by all THIS." Then Patty spun around and stuck her ass out again, bumping it into the vanity table a few times just to make sure you understood how much bigger her ass was compared to you. It took a lot of concentration to keep your erection from popping out of your shorts as Patty waved her delicious assets over you. After having her fun acting superior, Patty turned back to you one last time and said, "Are we clear, Tommy?"
You, still sore from having been sat on for so long, coughed back, "Crystal." Patty smiled a bubbly smile, and reached down before rubbing a fingertip across your body, pressing down against your firm cock as she giggled, "Great! Then I'll see you at the match, shrimp!" Then she spun around, giving you one last look at her jiggling ass, as she strutted out of her dressing room.
Betty approaches the table, with an apologetic look in her eyes, and says, "I'm sorry I got you squished again, Tommy! I really didn't mean to. I think I know how to repay you for this one, though!"
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May 31, 2023
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