Suddenly, as you struggled, you got a short vision. You saw yourself, defeated on the floor, Lucy standing over you giggling.
"No! Aw man!" You shouted.
"What's wrong, shrimp? Clairvoyance kicking in?" Lucy said.
"Yeah... I... erg... I think... you're going to win this fight." You said, slowly growing out of breath.
Lucy giggled.
"Well, if I'm going to win, I should celebrate." She said.
Lucy moved her hand down to your battle thong, where she pushed your penis out from the side. She had touched your junk before, but not during a practice fight like this.
"Lucy! What are you doing?" You said.
Lucy only giggled. She began caressing and squeezing your now erect penis, slowly making it harder and harder. You panted and struggled and grunted, trying in vain to get her off of you. Your penis started to hurt a tiny bit and pre-cum oozed from the tip. You had only ever ejaculated a couple times before, so it was still a very new and scary sensation for you. You whimpered a tiny bit as Lucy took control. She lifted your hips off the ground, pointing your penis directly at your belly. She hastened her caressing to a soft, even stroke. Soon, you lost it. Hot sperm erupted from your penis, all over your tummy. Lucy let go of you, leaving you panting, defeated, and humiliated, just as your vision had predicted.
Lucy took her hand and pinched the tip of your penis now.
"Looks like I won shrimp! Hee hee!" She giggled.
She threw a damp towel over your crotch.
"Better clean yourself up. Come on." Lucy said.
You wiped the sticky white sperm off of your body and Lucy helped you to your feet. You sat down next to her on a bench, leaning your head on her arm, just next to her large, jiggly breasts.
"Aw man, you always win." You sighed.
Lucy pinched your nipple. You didn't react, though.
"That's because you're a weak little shrimp! Can't beat me with strength alone, you know." Lucy said.
She moved over and lifted you up in her arms like a baby. She was tall and strong enough to do that, and you were so small and short, practically still child-sized. She gave you a kiss on the lips, and not a normal kind that sisters gave to their brothers, it was a deep, sensual kiss.
"You know, I beat you up because I love you, right? You'll never get better without any challenge." Lucy said.
"Yeah, yeah, kites rise against the wind, not with it. I know." You said.
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