Patty quickly finds you
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 20
Patty was careful with her balance again as she grabbed the soap and slowly got off the floor, squatting right over top of you. You sighed thankfully as Patty's gigantic rear lifted off, dripping warm water onto you, as the mass of flesh hovered in the air over your tiny body. Patty grumbled a few more times about how "stupid" everything was, as she reached back and rubbed the soreness out of her buttocks. You were left to stare as Patty caused her ass cheeks to wobble back and forth, with the movements of her fingers. As long as the gigantic brat didn't clumsily slip again, you'd be fine, otherwise you'd be the first thing she lands on. And, since your current viewpoint could be compared to that of a chair-seat, the last thing you wanted was for her to fall again right now, though normally you'd have loved to see her get some comeuppance.
Leaning her back against the wall, sending another small ripple through her flexing legs, Patty came to a rest rested above you and sighed, "Hmm, time to work off some of this stress..." Unaware that she had a little observer, the Pink Princess had moved a hand between her legs, and slid a few fingers downwards. You, still flattened to the shower floor, were treated to glimpses of the slippery pink flesh between her jiggling thighs and ass cheeks, as she moved her fingertips back and forth, slowly playing with herself. Some of the water pouring around you gained a sweet, sensual smell that you couldn't ignore. You did your best to focus on peeling your limbs from the tiled floor, where they had been flattened from Patty earlier; you just wanted to get the hell out of here, away from this crazy giantess and back to your wonderful friend Betty Wonder Bust.
Of course, just your luck, Patty adjusted her balance slightly, settling some of her toes over your body. Patty's soft toes came down, scrunching in pleasure over your torso, which had the helpful effect of peeling you from the floor, but also the unfortunate result of squeezing you beneath them. You tried remaining still, not wanting to give away your position as Patty began fingering herself. The hot steamy water pouring over her shoulders, pattering on the floor around you. You caught glimpses of Patty squeezing her breasts, high above you, seemingly adoring her own body so much that she hadn't even noticed you, yet. Patty's hand between her legs worked away as she let out occasional, light murmurs or hums of pleasure, as you simply tried to keep the water out of your eyes and mouth to breath.
Patty's fantasizing about being worshipped by legions of die-hard fans was interrupted when she felt something sticking beneath her foot. She tried wiggling her toes to get it out of the way, but that wasn't working, and this thing was really starting to annoy her, whatever it was. When she finally opened her eyes to make sure she wasn't about to slip on another piece of soap or oil, she spotted something unexpected. The hand over her crotch slowed nearly to a stop, as the other reached down to pull the tiny man from between her toes.
A great tremor of fear shot through you as Patty grabbed you by the waist, and hoisted you up past her hips, smooth stomach, and gigantic, dripping-wet breasts to her face, where she was glaring at you with annoyance, "Why the fuck are you here?!"
Some of your fear gave way to anger as you shouted back, "You forgot me in your top when you left the match!"
Patty spat back, "Umm, I only forget about forgettable people, so that's your fault." Then the blonde girl's eyes darted downwards, and she smirked as if coming to another realization, "And if you're not here to spy on me, like I know you are, then why are you naked?" Looking down, you noticed that your damaged wrestling shorts had been completely torn to shreds thanks to being sat and stepped on by Patty.
Your patience was growing thin as you shouted to be heard over the noise of the shower, "YOU ripped them during the match, right before you got me stuck, you... you airhead!"
Patty only rolled her eyes, unimpressed by your anger, "Hmm, you know, I don't recall doing any of those things." Patty grinned when she saw you nearly turning red at her dismissal. Her other hand slowly began circling her womanhood again, as she watched your eyes darting down to the tremendous breasts she was jiggling in front of your face every time her arm bumped against them. Clearly you couldn't keep your eyes off her! Just to prove her point, Patty brought you a little closer to her chest, each breast of hers easily dozens of times your size, and watched you holding your hands out, obviously eager to touch her beautiful skin (though really you were just bracing for impact, since you didn't want to be crushed).
The Pink Princess continued to tease, "Plus, like, if all that was true-" she cupped a hand to her breast, squishing you into its slippery surface with very little effort, "-then why didn't you leave when you had the chance?" You groaned, wishing you could point out that you never had that chance, while the giant brat hummed smugly to herself and she played with you. It sounded like she was breathing somewhat heavily, as her other hand remained between her legs. Patty smooshed you into her massive tit a few times, making sure to put extra pressure against your hips, where your erection was blatantly obvious to her, and teased, "You probably just couldn't get enough of me, after our match together." Then Patty pulled her hand away, leaving you helplessly stuck to her breast for a few seconds until you slipped off and fell to the floor, splashing into the shallow water.
You coughed and spluttered as you tried to get to your feet. You looked up to see that Patty had been playing with herself for the entire conversation; apparently she didn't think you were worth stopping for. Patty continued to fondle herself in plain view and she sneered down at you, "Now why don't you run along, tiny? I've got more important things to do than give some loser a peepshow."
You scowled at the comment, trying to keep your cool as you drudged through the knee-high water towards the shower door.
What happens?
Leaning her back against the wall, sending another small ripple through her flexing legs, Patty came to a rest rested above you and sighed, "Hmm, time to work off some of this stress..." Unaware that she had a little observer, the Pink Princess had moved a hand between her legs, and slid a few fingers downwards. You, still flattened to the shower floor, were treated to glimpses of the slippery pink flesh between her jiggling thighs and ass cheeks, as she moved her fingertips back and forth, slowly playing with herself. Some of the water pouring around you gained a sweet, sensual smell that you couldn't ignore. You did your best to focus on peeling your limbs from the tiled floor, where they had been flattened from Patty earlier; you just wanted to get the hell out of here, away from this crazy giantess and back to your wonderful friend Betty Wonder Bust.
Of course, just your luck, Patty adjusted her balance slightly, settling some of her toes over your body. Patty's soft toes came down, scrunching in pleasure over your torso, which had the helpful effect of peeling you from the floor, but also the unfortunate result of squeezing you beneath them. You tried remaining still, not wanting to give away your position as Patty began fingering herself. The hot steamy water pouring over her shoulders, pattering on the floor around you. You caught glimpses of Patty squeezing her breasts, high above you, seemingly adoring her own body so much that she hadn't even noticed you, yet. Patty's hand between her legs worked away as she let out occasional, light murmurs or hums of pleasure, as you simply tried to keep the water out of your eyes and mouth to breath.
Patty's fantasizing about being worshipped by legions of die-hard fans was interrupted when she felt something sticking beneath her foot. She tried wiggling her toes to get it out of the way, but that wasn't working, and this thing was really starting to annoy her, whatever it was. When she finally opened her eyes to make sure she wasn't about to slip on another piece of soap or oil, she spotted something unexpected. The hand over her crotch slowed nearly to a stop, as the other reached down to pull the tiny man from between her toes.
A great tremor of fear shot through you as Patty grabbed you by the waist, and hoisted you up past her hips, smooth stomach, and gigantic, dripping-wet breasts to her face, where she was glaring at you with annoyance, "Why the fuck are you here?!"
Some of your fear gave way to anger as you shouted back, "You forgot me in your top when you left the match!"
Patty spat back, "Umm, I only forget about forgettable people, so that's your fault." Then the blonde girl's eyes darted downwards, and she smirked as if coming to another realization, "And if you're not here to spy on me, like I know you are, then why are you naked?" Looking down, you noticed that your damaged wrestling shorts had been completely torn to shreds thanks to being sat and stepped on by Patty.
Your patience was growing thin as you shouted to be heard over the noise of the shower, "YOU ripped them during the match, right before you got me stuck, you... you airhead!"
Patty only rolled her eyes, unimpressed by your anger, "Hmm, you know, I don't recall doing any of those things." Patty grinned when she saw you nearly turning red at her dismissal. Her other hand slowly began circling her womanhood again, as she watched your eyes darting down to the tremendous breasts she was jiggling in front of your face every time her arm bumped against them. Clearly you couldn't keep your eyes off her! Just to prove her point, Patty brought you a little closer to her chest, each breast of hers easily dozens of times your size, and watched you holding your hands out, obviously eager to touch her beautiful skin (though really you were just bracing for impact, since you didn't want to be crushed).
The Pink Princess continued to tease, "Plus, like, if all that was true-" she cupped a hand to her breast, squishing you into its slippery surface with very little effort, "-then why didn't you leave when you had the chance?" You groaned, wishing you could point out that you never had that chance, while the giant brat hummed smugly to herself and she played with you. It sounded like she was breathing somewhat heavily, as her other hand remained between her legs. Patty smooshed you into her massive tit a few times, making sure to put extra pressure against your hips, where your erection was blatantly obvious to her, and teased, "You probably just couldn't get enough of me, after our match together." Then Patty pulled her hand away, leaving you helplessly stuck to her breast for a few seconds until you slipped off and fell to the floor, splashing into the shallow water.
You coughed and spluttered as you tried to get to your feet. You looked up to see that Patty had been playing with herself for the entire conversation; apparently she didn't think you were worth stopping for. Patty continued to fondle herself in plain view and she sneered down at you, "Now why don't you run along, tiny? I've got more important things to do than give some loser a peepshow."
You scowled at the comment, trying to keep your cool as you drudged through the knee-high water towards the shower door.
What happens?
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May 31, 2023
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