You don't have time to move before Patty's massive ass collides with you, bringing you along for the ride. Patty keeps sliding until she reaches the corner, her fleshy, oily butt pulverizing you as it slams against the turnbuckle and fills just about every air pocket available to you. Settled in the corner, Patty gives her fans another wave as they cheer her for her unorthodox but powerful move. She has to admit: that felt pretty good, the best she felt during this match so far.
You groan against Patty's leather-clad ass as she tauntingly wiggles it against you, relishing the feeling of you trapped against her. After a minute of this, Patty pulls her butt from the corner, letting you fall to the mat. She turns in place, now letting her crotch face you as her thick legs straddle you. "Now, did that move get any gears turning in that little brain of yours, or should I, like, keep going," she asks while reaching for the corner ropes above you, clearly planning to smash you against the corner again with her crotch next.
"W-wait, STOP! I-I think I got something," you say in a panic. To your relief, Patty pauses and raises an eyebrow expectantly. You take the chance to climb up a couple ropes then leap towards Patty, attempting something akin to a Full Body Splash.
Your body lands sprawled on Patty's huge, oiled chest, and you feel her breasts wobble against you from the impact. Surprised, Patty says, "Hey! Like, watch the merchandise! I know we're supposed to be wrestling, but no one said you could cop a feel." To punish you, she squeezes her breasts together a few times, smooshing them against your frontside repeatedly.
"I'm not trying...to cop a feel...ya ditz," you manage to say in between Patty's squeezes. She stops squeezing after a few moments, giving you a chance to speak freely. "I was trying to knock you back, so could you--y'know--get knocked back already, please!?" With another roll of her eyes, Patty obliges by kicking the corner to emulate your attack, sliding herself back a few feet while you lay atop her. The force from her kick is more powerful than you expected. That coupled with the oil all over Patty makes it difficult for you to hang on tight. When Patty finishes sliding, she lies back to pretend that you're pinning her, but by then it's too late: you've already slid off her chest and fell to the side.
While you're sitting dizzy next to Patty, she notices you're no longer on her, thus prolonging this match and wasting her time. "Ugh, where'd you go this time, tiny," she whispers as she starts to look around for you. Not noticing you right away, Patty turns to the side, making her massive melons fall in your direction.
You manage to snap out of your dizzy spell a moment too late, and you look up in horror just as Patty's tit plops on you, pinning you to the mat. More specifically, your head and torso are completely covered by her soft flesh, while your lower half lies free. Desperate to get out, you weakly kick and squirm, but the oil on both the mat and Patty make's it impossible to get any friction, leaving you stuck. "Hmm?" Patty, however, does feel something tickling at the bottom of her breast. Unable to see past her enormous chest, she takes a hand down to investigate, poking you with her finger. "There you are, tiny. Wow, you, like, really aren't great at this, are you? Almost makes me fee kinda bad," she says as she keeps prodding you carelessly, not even making an effort to free you. You try to yell at Patty to let you go, but your voice only comes out as muffled buzzing against Patty's soft, overbearing flesh, which she silently enjoys. After a few more moments of poking, a grin appears upon her face, having found something interesting. "Oooh, what's this I feel," she asks smugly. Patty feels your hard-on and puts all her attention on it, prodding it repeatedly with her finger and making you convulse in pleasure. Obviously the close contact you've had with her and her best assets, all covered in oil, got you turned on, she reasoned. It was bound to happen, really.
Like before, Patty loves feeling how helpless you are against her. It's not often she comes across someone smaller than her, someone she can push around with ease. What's more, she can clearly turn you on just as easily. You're basically a two-fold boost to her already-inflated ego. Even the crowd is loving how much she's been toying with you during this match. Just listen to those cheers! It's all enough to tempt her to renege on her promise, win the match, then claim you as her own personal mini-boy-toy when all's said and done. There wouldn't be anything you could do about it either...
Patty eventually stops prodding your cock, but she still leaves you under her breast, making you wonder what she's up to. Just when you start to fear the worst from her, she gets off you and gets onto her hands and knees above you, her breasts still hanging dangerously close to you. You look up and see her giving you her trademark condescending glare.
Does Patty still hep her promise to throw the match for you?
You groan against Patty's leather-clad ass as she tauntingly wiggles it against you, relishing the feeling of you trapped against her. After a minute of this, Patty pulls her butt from the corner, letting you fall to the mat. She turns in place, now letting her crotch face you as her thick legs straddle you. "Now, did that move get any gears turning in that little brain of yours, or should I, like, keep going," she asks while reaching for the corner ropes above you, clearly planning to smash you against the corner again with her crotch next.
"W-wait, STOP! I-I think I got something," you say in a panic. To your relief, Patty pauses and raises an eyebrow expectantly. You take the chance to climb up a couple ropes then leap towards Patty, attempting something akin to a Full Body Splash.
Your body lands sprawled on Patty's huge, oiled chest, and you feel her breasts wobble against you from the impact. Surprised, Patty says, "Hey! Like, watch the merchandise! I know we're supposed to be wrestling, but no one said you could cop a feel." To punish you, she squeezes her breasts together a few times, smooshing them against your frontside repeatedly.
"I'm not trying...to cop a feel...ya ditz," you manage to say in between Patty's squeezes. She stops squeezing after a few moments, giving you a chance to speak freely. "I was trying to knock you back, so could you--y'know--get knocked back already, please!?" With another roll of her eyes, Patty obliges by kicking the corner to emulate your attack, sliding herself back a few feet while you lay atop her. The force from her kick is more powerful than you expected. That coupled with the oil all over Patty makes it difficult for you to hang on tight. When Patty finishes sliding, she lies back to pretend that you're pinning her, but by then it's too late: you've already slid off her chest and fell to the side.
While you're sitting dizzy next to Patty, she notices you're no longer on her, thus prolonging this match and wasting her time. "Ugh, where'd you go this time, tiny," she whispers as she starts to look around for you. Not noticing you right away, Patty turns to the side, making her massive melons fall in your direction.
You manage to snap out of your dizzy spell a moment too late, and you look up in horror just as Patty's tit plops on you, pinning you to the mat. More specifically, your head and torso are completely covered by her soft flesh, while your lower half lies free. Desperate to get out, you weakly kick and squirm, but the oil on both the mat and Patty make's it impossible to get any friction, leaving you stuck. "Hmm?" Patty, however, does feel something tickling at the bottom of her breast. Unable to see past her enormous chest, she takes a hand down to investigate, poking you with her finger. "There you are, tiny. Wow, you, like, really aren't great at this, are you? Almost makes me fee kinda bad," she says as she keeps prodding you carelessly, not even making an effort to free you. You try to yell at Patty to let you go, but your voice only comes out as muffled buzzing against Patty's soft, overbearing flesh, which she silently enjoys. After a few more moments of poking, a grin appears upon her face, having found something interesting. "Oooh, what's this I feel," she asks smugly. Patty feels your hard-on and puts all her attention on it, prodding it repeatedly with her finger and making you convulse in pleasure. Obviously the close contact you've had with her and her best assets, all covered in oil, got you turned on, she reasoned. It was bound to happen, really.
Like before, Patty loves feeling how helpless you are against her. It's not often she comes across someone smaller than her, someone she can push around with ease. What's more, she can clearly turn you on just as easily. You're basically a two-fold boost to her already-inflated ego. Even the crowd is loving how much she's been toying with you during this match. Just listen to those cheers! It's all enough to tempt her to renege on her promise, win the match, then claim you as her own personal mini-boy-toy when all's said and done. There wouldn't be anything you could do about it either...
Patty eventually stops prodding your cock, but she still leaves you under her breast, making you wonder what she's up to. Just when you start to fear the worst from her, she gets off you and gets onto her hands and knees above you, her breasts still hanging dangerously close to you. You look up and see her giving you her trademark condescending glare.
Does Patty still hep her promise to throw the match for you?
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May 31, 2023
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