Sammy has to leave, and puts Tammy in charge of you

Just as Sammy opened her mouth to bark another order, there was a knock at the door. Her stern face softened in surprise, as one of Touko's assistant's called, "Miss Lee? Are either of you in there? Miss Hizuki needs you to sign off on a few things, it won't take long."

Sammy gave a long, annoyed sigh, "Greaaaat. Well the last time I trusted YOU to read over any paperwork that Touko put in front of us, we ended up having to wrestle in friggin oil for a whole week, so I guess I should be the one to go."

Tammy apparently had fonder memories of that time. You felt her breasts heavily wobbling atop your head as she snickered, "Hehee, so what? That was super fun, and our fans LOVED seeing us all oiled up!" You winced as Tammy reached up and began lightly running her fingers through your hair, "Plus, Miss Hizuki said our ratings went up like crazy when your top slipped off that one time."

You gulped when you caught the **** glare that Sammy was giving her sister for mentioning that incident, "That's not the point! You never pay attention, even to important stuff. Look, I'LL go sign whatever crap Touko needs. Stay here, and see if you can get any more information out of him. And if he really IS just our next opponent... I dunno, see if you can figure out his weakness, or something. Oh yeah, and DON'T untie him till I get back, kay!?"

You felt Tammy push herself off of you and hop around to the side of the chair, as she mockingly posed like a soldier at attention. "Yes, captain Sammy!" Tammy immediately started giggling as she snapped off a little salute while cocking her hips in your direction, making you gawk at the flexing, round ass that was nearly pushed into your face. Sammy didn't seem impressed by her sister's upbeat joke, but she was out the door before she could say anything else anyway.

Once the door slammed shut, Tammy bounced on her feet once, sending an earthquake through her curvy body, before she whirled around on her heels to face you. Dropping her rigid posture, Tammy playfully crossed her arms and looked you over with a bubbly smile as she sauntered around to the front of the chair you were tied to. "Well well welllll, I guess that just leaves one Fighting Twin, and her cute little captive, all alone." Tammy bent forwards, resting her hands on your legs while blatantly pushing her chest out into your line of sight, dazzling you with her sparkly-gold top and her jiggling cleavage alike. "And without miss serious around, that means I get to do things my way, now! Yay!" Tammy slowly swayed her chest in front of your face a few times as she spoke, making her breasts bulge against her top, and smiled when she caught you glancing downwards.

Still leaning her weight delicately onto your restrained thighs, Tammy asked, "So! First question, what's your name? Or should I just keep calling you cutie-pie?"

Happy that at least Tammy was seeming somewhat more reasonable than her sister, you answered, "Tom! I seriously am just a new wrestler here, and-"

You were interrupted as Tammy blurted out, "Oh! Tom the Terrible, like it says on your shorts!" You glanced down, just now remembering that you had your stage-name emblazoned on your tight wrestling briefs. That was when you realized you also had a blatant erection sticking up against your stretchy (and only) clothing, thanks to Tammy's earlier teasing. Tammy was staring down at your lap, seemingly examining your clothing with fascination (or was she just enamored with your bulge, you wondered). Tammy seemed so interested, in fact, that she had started slowly rubbing a hand up and down one of your thighs, sending shivers up your spine as she looked you over hungrily.

Trying to quickly change the subject, you said, "Are you going to untie me now?"

Tammy glanced back up from staring down at your groin, as if she had been lost in her own little world, "Nope! I'm under strict orders from Sammy to get all your secrets out first, remember?" You winced slightly as you felt Tammy slide both of her hands close together, until they were pressing against your shorts in a way that drew the fabric tightly against your cock, neatly outlining its presence for her to see. Tammy muttered softly, "All your dirty, naughty little secrets..." as she lightly wiggled her hands back and forth, dragging your sensitive penis from side to side as she pulled your shorts tighter and tighter. The blonde haired girl glanced back down towards your hips, then looked back into your eyes with a smug-looking smile, clearly having spotted the effect that her playing was having on you.

Hoping to hurry things along, you said, "Okay, s-so what's your next question then?"

Tammy pursed her soft lips curiously, "Hmm, I hadn't thought that far ahead, now that you mention it!" The beautiful girl leaned back, before sliding her gigantic ass sideways into your lap. You blushed again as you felt Tammy's warm, soft butt cheeks filling the space between your legs, and nestling themselves above and around your hardened groin. Draping one arm around your neck, Tammy playfully settled her weight onto you, making you grunt out an unsteady "Unf" as she pressed her hardly-clothed body up against yours. Pretending not to notice your erection throbbing against the underside of her round buttocks, and began to thoughtfully tap her chin, "Now leeet meee thiiink... What other information could I get out of you, while I've got you all tied up?" You began to sweat slightly as Tammy's supple breasts, which she had pressed up against your bare chest when she laid against you, quivered wonderfully from the repetitive motions of her arm.

After a few seconds, Tammy exclaimed, "Wait, duh! My sister wanted to know, what's your main weakness?"

You blinked, not really sure how to answer, "W-what? I... getting knocked out and tied up, apparently?"

Tammy giggled and excitedly rubbed her ass from side to side, grinding directly against you lap as she responded, "Heehee, fair enough, but I meant something we could use in the match against you. You know, like an Achilles heel or something. Whatever, I'm sure Sammy can figure that out later. And I think it's clear your weakness is probably being easily distracted, heehee!" Tammy smirked and proved her point by using the hand draped around your neck to lightly tug her top down, spilling more of her tantalizing cleavage onto your chest while also pulling your face closer to her bosom. Tammy wiggled herself into you, happily squashing her enormous breasts against your skin, as she said, "I'm not sure that's 'serious' enough of a fighting style for my sister, but I could probably make it work. Okay, hmmm, what else can I ask..."

Tammy suddenly shot up straight, bouncing her ass against you so much from her jolting movement that you grunted in surprise, as she blurted out, "OH! I've got a good one! Okay Tommy, listen carefully..." Demanding your full attention, Tammy straightened one leg into the air and then spun around, swinging her thick creamy thigh right past your stunned face, until she had straddled your hips. Tammy slowly came down, very happy to feel your boner still pressing firmly into her ass as she let her full weight drop into your lap. Draping both arms behind your neck, so that she was practically wrapped around you, Tammy leaned in and whispered...