Ally's squad gets in on the action

Just when you think Ally's going for the pin, she gets off of you, freeing you from her huge body and leaving you reeling on the mat. After a minute or two, you finally start to come to. That's when you notice five shadows looming above you. You look up to see the the cheerleaders from outside the ring standing above you, though you can barely see their cute faces past their huge breasts as they size you up and chatter among themselves.

"Ooooh, he's a cutie!"

"A bit on the scrawny side..."

"That just makes him even cuter"

You slowly stand up. When you do, you realize that your head is level with the abundant chests of the cheerleaders surrounding you. "Hey there, hot stuff," a brunette says. "You busy after this match? Wanna have some fun with us?" Surrounded by these sexy, giggling girls, you can't help but blush a little. Wait, you don't see Ally here. Where is she? You look past the girls and see Sis Boom Bah has gone back to revving up the crowd at the other side of the ring, apparently leaving her underlings to you so he can hog the spotlight. You can't let her do that. This is your debut match, after all. You have to get out there and fight! You try to push your way through the circle of cheerleaders, but, since you're still recovering from Ally's onslaught, you can hardly stand on your own two feet.

After taking a weak step, you stumble and fall face-first into the awaiting cleavage of a redhead, which she finds amusing. She laughs and squeezes her breasts together, sandwiching your head between them. "Well, well, looks like someone knows a great pair of tits when he sees them, huh? Just couldn't wait to get your hands on them," she vainly boasts. The soft, warm feeling of her breasts are inviting, compelling you to relax and stay there...but you can't loose focus! You've got to get out of here. You start squirming against the girl and pressing your hands against her in an attempt to free yourself, making her chuckle.

"Oooh, looks like he's still got a little fight left in 'im after all," says a cheerleader with a beautifully dark complexion.

"Well, you heard Sis, gals," a blond cheerleader says. "We've got to keep him in line until she gets back."

"So what should we do with him," the brunette asks.

"Oh, oh! I know! I know," chirps the redhead holding you. She wraps an arm around you, firmly trapping you against her, and says, "Little miss Betty Wonder Bust isn't the only babe here who knows how to pack a wallop with her tits. Follow my lead."

She lets go of you and, in a sudden, powerful motion, she puffs her chest upward, uppercutting you with her boobs and knocking you backwards. You stumble into the awaiting cleavage of another girl behind you, one with a deep tan. "Hee Hee. Oh, I get it." With fluid movement, she jerks her shoulders and smacks you with her huge breasts as they swing by, knocking you into another girl. Likewise she uses her soft, powerful melons to knock you into another girl as you're helplessly tossed about among them in a way that's sexy, playful, and dominating.

You can't think straight as the giggling cheerleaders continue this little game of theirs, lulling you into submission by bumping and beating you with their breasts. One lightly slaps you with them, teasing you, then another nearly bowls you over with them using all the strength she can muster. One smashes them atop your head, spiking you back down to the mat, then two pick you up and sandwich you in between them for a few moments. After that, one grabs you and holds your head between her breasts, squeezing them together around it while another gets on her knees and presses her boobs against your crotch, teasing your cock with them. Finally, four of them press themselves around you, smothering you in their soft, expansive flesh as you moan and squirm against them.

"Hee Hee. Listen to him moan. He's just loving this."

"I know. It's so adorable. I hope Ally lets us keep him after the match."

"Knowing her, she'll probably wan to to have more fun with him first, then we'll have him allll to ourselves."

Just when these girls have nearly smothered the living daylights out of you, they step backwards, freeing you. Unable to stand on your own now, you fall forward into the cleavage of the fifth cheerleader, the redhead from earlier. "You just can't get enough of me, can you, hot stuff," she says smugly before swinging her breasts as hard as she can, sending you stumbling back into the corner behind you. Stunned, you slump down the turnbuckle onto your butt, completely overwhelmed by these amazonian cheerleaders.