You stand in the ring nervously waiting for your opponents. The crowd erupts in cheers as the speakers blast out the entrance music of The Bountiful Beauties, a tag team made up of the Big Booty Queen and Madame Bosomy. The pair were thrown together a bit at first, but seemed to have great chemistry. Their odd gimmicks meshing very well. Not to mention the fact that a great rack always worked well with an epic ass.
The women laughed with each other pointing at each other as they made their way to the ring. You swallowed hard. These two towered over you individually, not to mention whatever surprise Touko had cooked up for them.
Tina and Milly blew kisses your way and played to the crowd as they sauntered down the ramp and into the ring. You cowered into the far corner, hoping to keep as much distance between you and your opponents as possible. The pair didn’t seem to be in much of a hurry, as they casually lounged in their own corner before nodding to the official and letting her signal to ring the bell.
Normally, you would try to use speed to your advantage, but you decided that trying to keep your distance was the smarter play here. As Milly bounded forward and Tina continued to lounge in the corner, you kept your eyes open for potential escape routes.
Your wide eyes quickly were buried in Milly’s bountiful breasts. You gasps as the French maid confidently stuck her chest out and you felt yourself yanked into the middle of the ring, deposited firmly with your face between Madame Bousomy’s soft, creamy orbs.
“Oh monsieur!” Milly exclaimed, “Sacre bleu! I did not expect Madame Touko’s promise to work so well!”
You struggled and pushed to free yourself from Milly, but every time you could get a little separation, your face was forced back. She still hadn’t even raised a finger!
The maid pranced around the ring, letting you dangle from her expansive cleavage. Unfortunately for you, the klutzy maid predictably lost her footing quickly and fell. Straight forward. Onto your much smaller body.
SLAM!
“Did I hurt you Monsieur Terrible?” Milly giggled, rolling from side to side. “Oui?” she laughed as she finally stood.
Her continued prancing brought her closer to her partner. To your continued surprise, it also brought you your first breath of air without having to strain and filter it through Milly’s thick flesh.
Unfortunately, the freedom was short lived. You were pulled from Milly’s cleavage and drawn straight to Tina’s awaiting ass. She had used the time Milly spent prancing to remove her wrestling tights, leaving just a thin thong too deep to see. Not that you had much time to appreciate the view.
Before you could enjoy much oxygen, you were ears deep between Tina’s soft, thick cheeks.
“Mmmm, that’s right where you belong peasant. But I must admit, it isn’t often that I find a throne this willing,” Tina taunted with a laugh.
You tried to pull yourself free but found that, like with Milly, you were unable to gain any separation. Tina wouldn’t give you much time to fight before sitting herself down squarely on your shrunken body. She laughed as she shook her hips over your now fully flattened body.
“That Touko outdid herself with this one didn’t she Milly?” Tina asked over her shoulder. “I didn’t believe it when she said the peasant would be drawn to our…generous assets. But even I would have imagined this!”
Milly was getting restless as she watched her partner toy with their opponent. She was eager for her turn.
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