Placing you back between her breasts, Betty carries you from her room towards the main stage, where your match against the bratty Pink Princess will be. You let the familiar, pleasurable sensation of Betty's soft breasts pressing against your lower half ease your nerves about the match. If all goes well, you'll wind up getting some of your size back, but, if not, you'll wind up even smaller than you are now. You glance up at Betty, who gives you another warm smile as she walks, reminding you that at least she's got your back.
Together you reach the doors leading to the auditorium, and you see one of Touko's attendants, a tall Japanese woman in a tight business suit and glasses, standing there. Like before, she's there to carry tiny, little you to the ring, so the audience won't have to wait for you to traverse the whole runway yourself. Coolly addressing you stashed in Betty's cleavage, she says, "Miss Hizuki sends her regards, Tom, and hopes things will go better for you during this match. Are you ready?"
"As I'll ever be, I guess," you nervously retort.
"Very well, then let's be off," the attendant responds as she holds out her palm for you to rest on.
Betty plucks you from her cleavage and pulls you to her lips for a big kiss that lasts a few moments. "MWAH! Good luck, Tommy. I'll be waiting right out here if you need me. Knock 'em dead!" She gives you to the attendant, who promptly steps into the auditorium with you in hand. Once again, the roaring crowd and the harsh lights assault your senses while you're carried down the ramp to the ring. When she reaches the ring, the attendant tosses you inside, making you land on your butt, before heading back where she came from.
Welp, you're back in the ring again, but wait...something seems different. As you try to get up, you immediately notice your difficulty keeping balanced. For whatever reason, the mat is covered in something slippery, making it hard for you to keep steady. After some time, you finally manage to stand up, though it takes some concentration to keep your legs from sliding out from under you.
From across the ring, you hear a familiar, pompous voice call out to you. "It's about time you got here, tiny. Don't you know it's rude to keep a princess waiting?" You look up to see Patty leaning against the ropes while daintily rubbing each arm. Apparently she just got done putting a coat of the shiny, clear substance that's on the mat onto her body. You can't help but notice how it makes Patty's short, stacked body glisten under the auditorium lights, drawing even more attention to herself (and you have no doubt that was her intention).
Before you can ask what's going on, you hear Touko's voice blaring from the loudspeakers. "WELCOME LADIES AND GENTLEMAN TO A VERY SPECIAL MATCH! THIS WILL BE AN OILED-UP SHOWDOWN, WHERE BOTH COMBATANTS MUST BATTLE TO KEEP THEIR BALANCE WHILE BATTLING FOR SUPREMACY. AS ALWAYS, THIS MATCH PROMISES TO PUT ON A VIVACIOUS SHOW FOR YOU, OUR BELOVED FANS!" Oil, so that's it! So you'll and Patty will have to run around the ring with this slippery gunk everywhere. Great, as if things weren't complicated enough for you. As you groan to yourself, Touko continues, "EAGER TO BRING THE PAIN AND MAKE UP FOR THE LOSS IN HIS FIRST MATCH, TINY TOMMY THE TERRIBLE IS BACK IN THE RING. AND THIS TIME HE'LL BE UP AGAINST THE IMPECCABLE PINK PRINCESS!" At the sound of her name, Patty leaves the ropes and struts towards the middle of the ring where you are, waving to her adoring fans all the while. You notice that, unlike you, she has hardly any problems treading through the oil. She must be used to matches like this. "WILL TOMMY TRIUMPH, OR WILL PATTY POUND ANOTHER PEASANT INTO FEALTY?"
The match on the verge of starting, Patty's curvaceous body looms over you as she gives you a condescending look. You try not to look intimidated, but it's hard when even the shortest wrestler here towers over your shrunken form. With Touko still talking to the crowd to the speakers, you and Patty have a few moments to talk. "Think you can stand up to the Princess, tiny," she taunts while intimidatingly hefting her huge breasts with her crossed arms, clearly loving the obvious size gap between you two.
"J-just don't forget your promise," you snap, hoping that, despite her brattyness, Patty will still throw the match for you like she said.
The pink-haired beauty rolls her eyes. "Ugh, whatever. Just, like, don't forget your end of our deal. You've gotta make me look good, which should be easy enough even for you. Like, this is me we're talking about." Now it's your turn to roll your eyes.
The bell rings, starting the match, and you take a defensive stance, expecting an attention hog like Patty would want to start things off herself, but, to your surprise, she just stands there. "Well, what are you waiting for," she whispers impatiently. "I'm being gracious and giving you the first move to take me down. Don't waste it, and make it look good," she orders. You don't need to be told twice, but...just how are you supposed to take her down when you're only 3 inches? Maybe if you just grab her she'll pretend to go down like Betty did during your match with her. Hoping for the best, you stumble towards Patty and grab as much of her ankle as your arms, expecting her to follow your lead and go down, but she still stands. After a few moments, she bends over, giving her a better look at you past her enormous breasts, and asks condescendingly, "Well? Is that it?"
Still keeping you hands on Patty, you look up and give a shrug. "Uhhh, yeah?" Suddenly Patty gives you a light kick, sending you back to square one as you gently slide on the mat a few inches away from her.
"Like, what the hell!? You expect me to go down from just that!? You're gonna have to be flashier than that, tiny. Like, this is my reputation on the line," she chides.
"C'mon, Patty, cut me some slack! I'm 3-freaking-inches tall," you respond. "I can't take you down on my own. Unless you pretend to go down when I try to, we'll be stuck here all day."
Patty groans. "Ugh, FINE, I'll go down. Just, like, try to put a little more oomph into it, will ya?" She looks away in a huff and taps her foot impatiently while waiting for your move.
Now that you've convinced Patty to cooperate, you decide to try and indulge her whiny request by pretending to take her down with a flying tackle. You rush back towards her ankle as best you can atop the slippery surface, then leap at it when you get close. When you collide, you try to grab a hold, but the oil on Patty makes it impossible for you to get a grip. Your momentum and the lack of friction makes you slide past her leg and on the mat a few inches behind her.
Patty gives another annoyed groan when she feels you weakly impact her ankle like some toy car. It'll have to do. "Aiiieee," she halfheartedly screeches as she simply sits down. She didn't notice you slide behind her, so she doesn't know her ass is plummeting straight towards you. When you come to a stop, you look up to see Patty's enormous rear coming down, and you scramble to get out of the way, the oil still making it difficult for you to move. You manage to slide just out of the way in the nick of time, Patty's massive butt landing just inches away from you. Your heart's still racing as Patty looks around for you, unsure of where you went. She looks over her shoulder and spots you, realizing she almost sat on you. "Oh, sorry, tiny. Didn't see you there," she says with almost no sincerity. Bringing the focus back to her, she starts bouncing her ass in front of you to show off. "So now that you've taken down alllll this, what do you plan to do with it next, little man?"
Frankly, you're not sure what to do next. You never thought that far ahead, and Patty's gigantic, distracting ass wobbling in front of you makes it hard for you to come up with something on the spot. You can only give a dumb "Uhhhhhh," which Patty gets annoyed at.
"Ugh, are you kidding me!? You, like, didn't even come up with a routine to beat me with, you little slacker? What the hell were you doing before our match?" You decide it'd be wiser to hush up and not tell her you were fooling around with Betty some more. Patty groans again. "Like, whatever. Until you can come up with a way to finish this dumb match off, I'll just have to take charge, then," Patty reasons. "And I warned you what'd happen if you did anything that'd make me look stupid."
Remaining seated, Patty uses a swift but powerful kick from her heels to slide backwards on the slick mat, sending her mammoth ass stampeding towards you!
Do you manage to dodge?
Together you reach the doors leading to the auditorium, and you see one of Touko's attendants, a tall Japanese woman in a tight business suit and glasses, standing there. Like before, she's there to carry tiny, little you to the ring, so the audience won't have to wait for you to traverse the whole runway yourself. Coolly addressing you stashed in Betty's cleavage, she says, "Miss Hizuki sends her regards, Tom, and hopes things will go better for you during this match. Are you ready?"
"As I'll ever be, I guess," you nervously retort.
"Very well, then let's be off," the attendant responds as she holds out her palm for you to rest on.
Betty plucks you from her cleavage and pulls you to her lips for a big kiss that lasts a few moments. "MWAH! Good luck, Tommy. I'll be waiting right out here if you need me. Knock 'em dead!" She gives you to the attendant, who promptly steps into the auditorium with you in hand. Once again, the roaring crowd and the harsh lights assault your senses while you're carried down the ramp to the ring. When she reaches the ring, the attendant tosses you inside, making you land on your butt, before heading back where she came from.
Welp, you're back in the ring again, but wait...something seems different. As you try to get up, you immediately notice your difficulty keeping balanced. For whatever reason, the mat is covered in something slippery, making it hard for you to keep steady. After some time, you finally manage to stand up, though it takes some concentration to keep your legs from sliding out from under you.
From across the ring, you hear a familiar, pompous voice call out to you. "It's about time you got here, tiny. Don't you know it's rude to keep a princess waiting?" You look up to see Patty leaning against the ropes while daintily rubbing each arm. Apparently she just got done putting a coat of the shiny, clear substance that's on the mat onto her body. You can't help but notice how it makes Patty's short, stacked body glisten under the auditorium lights, drawing even more attention to herself (and you have no doubt that was her intention).
Before you can ask what's going on, you hear Touko's voice blaring from the loudspeakers. "WELCOME LADIES AND GENTLEMAN TO A VERY SPECIAL MATCH! THIS WILL BE AN OILED-UP SHOWDOWN, WHERE BOTH COMBATANTS MUST BATTLE TO KEEP THEIR BALANCE WHILE BATTLING FOR SUPREMACY. AS ALWAYS, THIS MATCH PROMISES TO PUT ON A VIVACIOUS SHOW FOR YOU, OUR BELOVED FANS!" Oil, so that's it! So you'll and Patty will have to run around the ring with this slippery gunk everywhere. Great, as if things weren't complicated enough for you. As you groan to yourself, Touko continues, "EAGER TO BRING THE PAIN AND MAKE UP FOR THE LOSS IN HIS FIRST MATCH, TINY TOMMY THE TERRIBLE IS BACK IN THE RING. AND THIS TIME HE'LL BE UP AGAINST THE IMPECCABLE PINK PRINCESS!" At the sound of her name, Patty leaves the ropes and struts towards the middle of the ring where you are, waving to her adoring fans all the while. You notice that, unlike you, she has hardly any problems treading through the oil. She must be used to matches like this. "WILL TOMMY TRIUMPH, OR WILL PATTY POUND ANOTHER PEASANT INTO FEALTY?"
The match on the verge of starting, Patty's curvaceous body looms over you as she gives you a condescending look. You try not to look intimidated, but it's hard when even the shortest wrestler here towers over your shrunken form. With Touko still talking to the crowd to the speakers, you and Patty have a few moments to talk. "Think you can stand up to the Princess, tiny," she taunts while intimidatingly hefting her huge breasts with her crossed arms, clearly loving the obvious size gap between you two.
"J-just don't forget your promise," you snap, hoping that, despite her brattyness, Patty will still throw the match for you like she said.
The pink-haired beauty rolls her eyes. "Ugh, whatever. Just, like, don't forget your end of our deal. You've gotta make me look good, which should be easy enough even for you. Like, this is me we're talking about." Now it's your turn to roll your eyes.
The bell rings, starting the match, and you take a defensive stance, expecting an attention hog like Patty would want to start things off herself, but, to your surprise, she just stands there. "Well, what are you waiting for," she whispers impatiently. "I'm being gracious and giving you the first move to take me down. Don't waste it, and make it look good," she orders. You don't need to be told twice, but...just how are you supposed to take her down when you're only 3 inches? Maybe if you just grab her she'll pretend to go down like Betty did during your match with her. Hoping for the best, you stumble towards Patty and grab as much of her ankle as your arms, expecting her to follow your lead and go down, but she still stands. After a few moments, she bends over, giving her a better look at you past her enormous breasts, and asks condescendingly, "Well? Is that it?"
Still keeping you hands on Patty, you look up and give a shrug. "Uhhh, yeah?" Suddenly Patty gives you a light kick, sending you back to square one as you gently slide on the mat a few inches away from her.
"Like, what the hell!? You expect me to go down from just that!? You're gonna have to be flashier than that, tiny. Like, this is my reputation on the line," she chides.
"C'mon, Patty, cut me some slack! I'm 3-freaking-inches tall," you respond. "I can't take you down on my own. Unless you pretend to go down when I try to, we'll be stuck here all day."
Patty groans. "Ugh, FINE, I'll go down. Just, like, try to put a little more oomph into it, will ya?" She looks away in a huff and taps her foot impatiently while waiting for your move.
Now that you've convinced Patty to cooperate, you decide to try and indulge her whiny request by pretending to take her down with a flying tackle. You rush back towards her ankle as best you can atop the slippery surface, then leap at it when you get close. When you collide, you try to grab a hold, but the oil on Patty makes it impossible for you to get a grip. Your momentum and the lack of friction makes you slide past her leg and on the mat a few inches behind her.
Patty gives another annoyed groan when she feels you weakly impact her ankle like some toy car. It'll have to do. "Aiiieee," she halfheartedly screeches as she simply sits down. She didn't notice you slide behind her, so she doesn't know her ass is plummeting straight towards you. When you come to a stop, you look up to see Patty's enormous rear coming down, and you scramble to get out of the way, the oil still making it difficult for you to move. You manage to slide just out of the way in the nick of time, Patty's massive butt landing just inches away from you. Your heart's still racing as Patty looks around for you, unsure of where you went. She looks over her shoulder and spots you, realizing she almost sat on you. "Oh, sorry, tiny. Didn't see you there," she says with almost no sincerity. Bringing the focus back to her, she starts bouncing her ass in front of you to show off. "So now that you've taken down alllll this, what do you plan to do with it next, little man?"
Frankly, you're not sure what to do next. You never thought that far ahead, and Patty's gigantic, distracting ass wobbling in front of you makes it hard for you to come up with something on the spot. You can only give a dumb "Uhhhhhh," which Patty gets annoyed at.
"Ugh, are you kidding me!? You, like, didn't even come up with a routine to beat me with, you little slacker? What the hell were you doing before our match?" You decide it'd be wiser to hush up and not tell her you were fooling around with Betty some more. Patty groans again. "Like, whatever. Until you can come up with a way to finish this dumb match off, I'll just have to take charge, then," Patty reasons. "And I warned you what'd happen if you did anything that'd make me look stupid."
Remaining seated, Patty uses a swift but powerful kick from her heels to slide backwards on the slick mat, sending her mammoth ass stampeding towards you!
Do you manage to dodge?
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May 31, 2023
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