Courtney lets you go but notices something.

You continue to struggle and squirm against the fan girl, hoping in vain that she’ll let you go before you shrink any more. The last thing you need is for “Tommy the Terrible” to become “Tommy the Tiny.” That would make your experience with this girl a lot more awkward and humiliating.

Just before you start to shrink, the fan girl lets go, giving you a much needed reprieve from being stuck against perky bosom. “Even though I enjoyed the hug I think you got carried away.” You mention while refilling your lungs with some much needed air.

As you stand there trying to regain your composure and strength, Courtney notices something hanging around your neck. After getting a better look at it she realizes that it’s your dressing room key! She knew that each wrestler had a key to their room and most of them kept it on their person. Sometimes she could see it when the wrestlers were in the ring.

The sight of it causes her smile to turn mischievous and playful one. She always wanted to get her hands on one and now was her chance! “Hey Tommy? What’s that thing around your neck?” She does her best to pretend that’s shes just curious. The last thing she wanted was to miss out on this chance by having you see through her.

“Oh, this thing?” You grab the edge of your key and look at it, just now remembering that it was on you. “It’s the key to my dressing room... why do you ask?” The sudden interest in it makes you curious about her intentions. . “Oh, no reason.” Suddenly, Courtney’s eyes widened. “Oh my, it’s Yasmine! She must’ve come back into the crowd to find you!” You quickly turn around, only to notice that Yasmine is no where to be seen. When you turn back around, your face pales upon seeing that Courtney has your key now, playfully swinging it above her cleavage after having swiped the lanyard connected to it.

“Hey! Can you give me that back please?” Your bravado started to waver some when you realized that she had basically stolen your room key, quite literally, out from under your nose. From what you could tell she didn’t seem ready to hand it back to you. In fact, she seemed to enjoy having it in her grasp and taunting you with it.

“Hmm... I could basically get a free backstage pass with this thing! Since I have your room key, you pretty much have to do what I say, if you want it back that is.~”

As you reach for your key Courtney playfully hip-checks you, pushing you back with her plush ass so that your lifeline remains out of reach. “Do you really have to do this? I could maybe talk my boss into getting you a backstage pass,” you plead.

Courtney laughs. “That’s true... but, if I do it my way you have to help me out, no matter what.” Her face furrows as she takes a moment to think. “Now... where should I put this for safe keeping?” Courtney dangles the key over her breast but stops before dropping it in. She already got you to stick your hand between her breast, so why not some place lower?~ She looks at her enormous rear and smiles: it’s the perfect place to hide your key. Oh Tom? Could you do something for me? If you’re a good boy I’ll give you back your key.~” You internally roll your eyes, but you concede. “Sure. Anything for my biggest (and only) fan.”

Your words bring a smile to Courtney’s face. “Glad to hear that. Then could you give your biggest fan’s big butt a big hug? I’m pretty sure your an ass fan anyway.” Courtney giggles. She turns around, presenting her huge ass in its full glory and putting it close to your chest. The way she bends over makes her butt seem even bigger, as it causes her tight black leggings to lovingly hug every curve of her gorgeously round rear.

You hesitate for a moment, but, secretly, you actually want to do this. It’s not everyday that a girl WANTS you to hug her ass. “Fine... if I must.” You wrap your arms around Courtney’s ass cheeks and push your face against her leggings, letting your head sink against her doughy behind. Courtney smiles. She’s thoroughly enjoying the affection you’re showing her, even if she is technically making you do it. While you continue to hug her ass, she starts to swaying her hips, causing your face to lightly grind against her pants and ass. “May I please have my key back, sexy Courtney,” you ask, buttering her up a little in hopes of getting on her good side.

Sure sweetie! Just give me a second.” She stands up, but, before she returns your key, she takes a moment to stretch, treating you to the sight of her ass wobbling from the slight movements. Finally, she reaches behind her back and dangles the key above her backside. “Here it is!” You reach up for your key, but, before you can grab it, Courtney suddenly drops it while using her other hand to open up her leggings. You can only watch as your room key falls into her pants and disappears against her cavernous rear. With a loud snap of her waistband, Courtney ceremoniously closes her pants, like a bank closing its vault for the day. “Whoops! It slipped. Oh well. I guess now you’ll have to follow me wherever I go.~” With that, Courtney struts away from you, a light jingling noise coming from her wobbling backside.