The Buxom French Maid
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 11
· original author:
davidcwhang3
You look up to see a large figure rapidly approaching you. Before you're able to shout for help, you become instantly flattened underneath the largest breasts you've ever seen (or felt). You were trapped underneath a massive breast of the mystery woman who just landed on top of you, unable to move and unable to breathe, and started to panic a little. The woman who just flattened you exclaimed "Ah Merci!" as she landed. As she slowly got herself up, she slowly lifted your body with hers, unaware that one, you were under her in the first place, and two, you were plastered to her right breast face-first from being pressed firmly against it. Her thin silken maid's uniform rubbed against you as her heaving chest bounced, and the exquisite fabric felt heavenly against your skin.
Milly looked around the arena, blushing after tripping in front of all her fans in the arena, who just cheered her on. Upon her debut at the DWA, her fans fell in love with her clumsy yet charming demeanor, and loved her curves even more. Milly understood this, and knew just how to rouse the audience, and blew her fans a passionate kiss, which elicited more cheering from them. From Milly's point of view, she was just waiting in the ring for her opponent to arrive, which she heard was the only guy to join the DWA. Unfortunately for you, the person you were stuck to has not yet noticed your presence, and being rubbed against her right breast wasn't helping. Quickly becoming aroused, it was only a matter of time before this mystery woman discovered you, and your now-growing erection.
After waiting for about two minutes, the crowd was starting to complain and groan, and you could hear joking in the crowd of how big of a coward you were for not showing up. Milly on the other hand, was genuinely worried that her opponent became lost in the building, and walked over to the announcer, who was scrolling through her phone. "Ah, Mademoiselle, excusez-moi, but would you happen to know where my opponent is?"
Casually looking up, and quite a bit annoyed, the announcer bluntly said, "Yeah, he's been stuck to your tit for about five minutes now."
"Ah! Merci Mademoiselle!"
Crap, you thought, you were stuck to her for a while, and now she probably thinks you're a huge pervert.
Milly looked down and for the briefest moment, a sly smile crept across her face, before she blushed heavily and peeled you off of her. She held you on her palm and looked at you in awe. "Pardon moi monsieur, but are you my opponent?"
"Ah.. ummm... uh... y-yeah I guess..." you managed to stammer out.
"Bonjour! You must be Tommy the Terrible? No? I am Madame Bosomy," she said with a cute, yet sultry smile.
Face to face with this beautiful, enormous lady, you lost your wits. Your eyes scanned her up and down, finally able to drink in the sight before you. She wore black high heels about 4 inches off the ground, stockings that came up right above her knees, and a classy french maid's uniform. Her face was cute and innocent looking, with deep blue eyes and pink colored lips, which shimmered in the bright lights of the arena, meaning that she was wearing lip gloss. Her light brown hair was straight, except for the tips, which were curled at the ends, and came to a rest on her shoulders. She had a shapely ass and long slim legs, but just like her name says, it was her massive chest that held your gaze. Her french maid uniform looked like any other, but you noticed it was modified near the chest area to accentuate her bust as much as possible. Even at your original height, each of her breasts were much larger than your head, and now, they were more comparable to mountains, each one several times your current size and weight. Milly noticed you staring at her and giggled, which rocked her chest back and forth, drawing your gaze even deeper. "Enjoying what you see monsieur?"
Now realizing that you have been staring, you blushed deeply, but before you could say anything, she giggled and with a cheerful face she said, "C'est bon, mon petit amour." Now you didn't know a lick of french, but the way she said it and the expression she had on her face made you lower your guard towards her. Her new nickname for you worried you just a little though. After a while you finally realized that she was your first opponent in the ring, and that you needed to win no matter what, so now would be a good time as any to ask her for a favor. Motioning to bring you closer to her face so you could ask the question discreetly, she lifter you closer to her ear.
"Umm... Madame Bosomy?"
"Oui, mon petit amour?"
"Do you think you could let me win this round? Ms. Touko injected me with a strange serum that made me shrink, and she'll only give me the antidote if I win my matches."
Milly was shocked to hear what happened to you, but it made sense to her why you were that height. She brought you away from her ear and looked intently at you, mulling over the choices in her head. After a brief moment she whispered in your ear...
Milly looked around the arena, blushing after tripping in front of all her fans in the arena, who just cheered her on. Upon her debut at the DWA, her fans fell in love with her clumsy yet charming demeanor, and loved her curves even more. Milly understood this, and knew just how to rouse the audience, and blew her fans a passionate kiss, which elicited more cheering from them. From Milly's point of view, she was just waiting in the ring for her opponent to arrive, which she heard was the only guy to join the DWA. Unfortunately for you, the person you were stuck to has not yet noticed your presence, and being rubbed against her right breast wasn't helping. Quickly becoming aroused, it was only a matter of time before this mystery woman discovered you, and your now-growing erection.
After waiting for about two minutes, the crowd was starting to complain and groan, and you could hear joking in the crowd of how big of a coward you were for not showing up. Milly on the other hand, was genuinely worried that her opponent became lost in the building, and walked over to the announcer, who was scrolling through her phone. "Ah, Mademoiselle, excusez-moi, but would you happen to know where my opponent is?"
Casually looking up, and quite a bit annoyed, the announcer bluntly said, "Yeah, he's been stuck to your tit for about five minutes now."
"Ah! Merci Mademoiselle!"
Crap, you thought, you were stuck to her for a while, and now she probably thinks you're a huge pervert.
Milly looked down and for the briefest moment, a sly smile crept across her face, before she blushed heavily and peeled you off of her. She held you on her palm and looked at you in awe. "Pardon moi monsieur, but are you my opponent?"
"Ah.. ummm... uh... y-yeah I guess..." you managed to stammer out.
"Bonjour! You must be Tommy the Terrible? No? I am Madame Bosomy," she said with a cute, yet sultry smile.
Face to face with this beautiful, enormous lady, you lost your wits. Your eyes scanned her up and down, finally able to drink in the sight before you. She wore black high heels about 4 inches off the ground, stockings that came up right above her knees, and a classy french maid's uniform. Her face was cute and innocent looking, with deep blue eyes and pink colored lips, which shimmered in the bright lights of the arena, meaning that she was wearing lip gloss. Her light brown hair was straight, except for the tips, which were curled at the ends, and came to a rest on her shoulders. She had a shapely ass and long slim legs, but just like her name says, it was her massive chest that held your gaze. Her french maid uniform looked like any other, but you noticed it was modified near the chest area to accentuate her bust as much as possible. Even at your original height, each of her breasts were much larger than your head, and now, they were more comparable to mountains, each one several times your current size and weight. Milly noticed you staring at her and giggled, which rocked her chest back and forth, drawing your gaze even deeper. "Enjoying what you see monsieur?"
Now realizing that you have been staring, you blushed deeply, but before you could say anything, she giggled and with a cheerful face she said, "C'est bon, mon petit amour." Now you didn't know a lick of french, but the way she said it and the expression she had on her face made you lower your guard towards her. Her new nickname for you worried you just a little though. After a while you finally realized that she was your first opponent in the ring, and that you needed to win no matter what, so now would be a good time as any to ask her for a favor. Motioning to bring you closer to her face so you could ask the question discreetly, she lifter you closer to her ear.
"Umm... Madame Bosomy?"
"Oui, mon petit amour?"
"Do you think you could let me win this round? Ms. Touko injected me with a strange serum that made me shrink, and she'll only give me the antidote if I win my matches."
Milly was shocked to hear what happened to you, but it made sense to her why you were that height. She brought you away from her ear and looked intently at you, mulling over the choices in her head. After a brief moment she whispered in your ear...
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May 31, 2023
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