As the elevator doors open, you hear a girl sternly say "Just get in there, ya ditz," and the next thing you see is a laughing, voluptuous blonde, clad in only a gold bikini, stumbling towards you. You don't have time to react before this giggling girl unwittingly crashes into you and presses you against the elevator wall with her soft body. Having nearly lost a foot in height since you've gotten here, you're now level with this girl's huge breasts, which are nearly smothering your face as they jiggle from all her giggling and sudden movements. Despite her crash landing, this girl still seems to be having a good time, but, with the wind knocked out of you, you're having difficulty breathing, let alone moving, against her. After a few moments, she finally notices you pressed against her. Still laughing, she gives a casual apology, "Haha, oops, sorry," before stepping to your side, acting like she merely gave you a gentle nudge rather than steamrolling you.
"For cryin' out loud, Tammy. Watch we're you're going, will ya? First it's your lazy performance during our match just now. And now this. Geez, do you take anything seriously," chides the voice from a moment ago. You finally get to match a face with the voice when you see another girl, with a rather serious demeanor, step into the elevator. Clad in a silver bikini, this girl looks a lot like Tammy, the girl who just crashed into you. The only real difference you notice is that she has a slightly more toned and muscular body, but she still retains thick curves comparable to Tammy. Twin sisters? Are they wrestlers? Apparently, as it sounds like they just had a match and are on they're way to a place to change out of their wrestling attire, maybe the locker rooms or a dressing room. Maybe they could give you some directions or even show you around, if you can get a word in. The girl who just walked in seem awfully testy about something, and her sister's carefree attitude only seems to be making her more annoyed.
"Oh, relax, Sammy. What are you getting so worked up about," Tammy remarks while still getting over her giggle fit. "We won, didn't we?"
"That's not the point," Sammy rebukes as she presses the button for the floor they want, making the elevator close its doors and move. After that, she takes a spot next to you, opposite of Tammy's side. Sammy shoots you a passing glance on the way but is much too focused on lecturing her sister to even greet you. "You were goofing off that whole match. You literally had our opponents on the ropes multiple times, but, instead of finishing them off right away, you start fooling around with them instead, extending the match for your dumb games."
"Oh, I dunnooo," Tammy says coyly. "Our opponents certainly didn't seem to mind♥. Besides, what's wrong with having a little fun during a match?"
"It's a waste of time and your skills. You need to quickly crush your opponents with all you've got and be done with it. They shouldn't even know what hit them. No one wants to watch you dilly-dally in a match you can easily win. It's pointless."
Her giggle fit gone, Tammy retains a coy smile and casually leans back against the wall next to you with her hands folded behind her head, unintentionally emphasizing her huge, perky breasts as they bounce from the slightest movement. "Hmph, well the audience seems to like it," she retorts. "Whenever I'm 'fooling around' with my opponents in the ring, I always hear them cheer more for me than you. Shouldn't be a surprise that people like a little fun.."
Sammy didn't like that last comment. In response, she puts her hands on her wide hips, unwittingly emphasizing them by accentuating the curve of her toned stomach, and bends over towards Tammy in an accusatory fashion, accidentally putting her cleavage very close to your face. Getting worked up, Sammy unintentionally makes her huge breasts heave and bounce in front of you as she corrects her sister. "No, what the audience loves to see is someone, namely me, quickly and mercilessly crush any and all challengers before they can even think to strike back. They like their wrestlers strong, focused, and direct, just like all the great wrestling superstars. They wouldn't prefer someone as careless, ditzy, and flirty as you."
Tammy's smile shrinks a little, as she's certainly getting annoyed by her sister's persistence and name-calling by now, but she still keeps her cool. A glance in your direction reminds her that you're still here, and she turns her attention towards you. "Hey, wanna help us settle an argument," she asks, assuming you're a lost fan, or something. She bends over towards you and gives you friendly look, hoping to recruit your help.
You've been keeping quiet this whole time in hopes of steering clear of this argument, so you're certainly caught off-guard by Tammy's sudden question. You don't know what to say, and you're a little distracted by her cute face and hanging cleavage hovering in front of you like that. You manage to let out an "Uhhh...," which is enough for Sammy, who immediately perks up again.
"Great! As you can see, we can't seem to settle on what kind of wrestling style the fans like better, so I thought a third opinion might help. Now give us an honest answer, little guy. What kind of wrestler do you prefer?..." Before continuing, Tammy steps close to you and drapes an arm around your back, securing you against her. "Would you prefer someone fun, perky, and playful?" You shiver a little as she flirtatiously cuddles up against you, the side of her huge breast pressing up against the side of your head and enveloping part of your vision. Tammy points to her sister to finish her question, or would you prefer a wrestler that's boring, dull, and predictable?" Tammy cutely sticks her tongue out at Sammy. Sammy rolls her eyes.
Succumbing to Tammy's enticing charms, you quickly become a stammering mess. "U-uuhh...w-well I--um--well...what?" Tammy giggles and presses further against you, confident that she's won this round against her sister.
Not wanting to lose out to her sister or her underhanded tactics, Sammy suddenly wraps an arm around you too, enveloping the other side of your face with the side of her breast as she presses into you like Tammy. Now you've got both sisters pressing up against you from each side. "Nuh-uh, sis," Sammy counters. "This guy clearly has good taste in wrestlers, which means he likes them strong, direct, and aggressive. Ain't that right, little guy?" Sammy clenches her strong arm around you, pulling you a little closer to her and consequently smooshing more of your face against her soft melon.
"Hey, no fair, sis," Tammy pouts, before pressing herself further against you to win you over Sammy. Each one determined to win the argument, both girls start to squirm and tussle with you trapped between them. Your entire head is trapped between the twin's titillating tit flesh as their warm, thick bodies start to intertwine around your own throughout their skirmish. Overstimulated, you're at a loss for words.
After what feels like forever, the elevator comes to a stop, and the doors open with a ding. This prompts the girls to return to their senses and release you partway as they look out the doorway. You're given enough room to breathe and talk again, but you're still held firmly in their clutches. "Oh right. Our floor," Tammy says, a hint of disappointment in her voice. "Guess the two of us get off here."
"Not until we settle this," Sammy declares, determined to win. Both girls look back down at you expectantly. "So, little guy, what kind of wrestler do you prefer?"
Unsettled by the way these twin blonde beauties are staring at you, you really don't know what to say, especially not after the ride they just took you on. It's obvious that they want you to essentially choose who you like more between the two of them, but you fear it's a choice that wont end well for you. Sure, if push comes to shove, you can force yourself to choose one of them, but it'll likely be at the expense of hurting the other. If just one twin can so easily manhandle you while just arguing with her sister, you'd hate to see what'll happen if that twin gets angry with you. Despite your fears, these girls don't intend to let you go until you make a decision, so it looks like you're stuck.
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