She Was Already There...

Unusual Sexual Content! Reader Discretion Advised!

Miss Giggles has been laying on the ropes, behind you the whole time. You lost track of how much time had gone by and wonder if you will ever be freed. Suddenly, you hear someone laughing. It is a woman's voice and you look around as much as you can, still being completely bound in the ring floor. The Slutty Clown was sending her laughter out of different parts of the arena, throwing her voice and making you wonder if it was actually her or if her laughter was just in your head. But when she stretches her arm out, from her position and grabs the top of your head, you realize she is actually behind you. Now turning your head in a painless way, that should have broken your neck, she starts giggling at your shock.

She must have been there for quite a while, but the look of her ten foot arm holding the back of your head was just insane. Still feeling playful, she rolls off the rope and lands standing on the ring floor, but now in ice skates. The floor is not even cold, but she is now ice skating around the ring floor, like a pro. After stating the obvious, of the floor not being cold, she claims it is melting but a small section in front of your crotch is sinking. Still held and silenced, completely unsure where she left your mouth, you look in amazement of a small pool below your erected cock. Thankfully the water teasing is gone, she shrunk herself and is now standing on the tip of your penis, wearing a divers outfit. After preparing, she jumps off your penis and you could actually hear the diving board sound, made when someone leaped off a wooden one. Her tiny body splashing into the tiny pool, creates a water rippling effect, that loosens the hard surface holding you. You quickly climb out, to see the ring floor now back to normal and Miss Giggles The Slutty Clown standing in one of the corners, looking up.

"Every show should end with a bang... and maybe some fireworks!" She is all too happy, which makes you worry.

When Miss Giggles plops her thumb into her mouth, and starts blowing on it again, this draws your attention to her boobs. You were too distracted by what looked like her breast beginning to expand, to notice your trunks inflating. Before you knew it, your legs had two puffed-up short legs around your upper legs. And aside from them being completely open on the bottom, no air escaped but did not lift your body. With your trunks having yet another cartoonish look, she aims a finger-gun at you, after folding her hand in the usual thumb-up and index finger point outward position. Upon her pretending to fire at your crotch, your trunks exploded in a pop, and a "BANG!!!" flag pops out.

Your shock was on a whole new level, as the flag that popped-out was actually sticking right out of your penis. You could see it going right into your dick hole, which was an immobilizing sight. If there was one thing you would have never thought possible, it was this! She somehow made your urethra the barrel of her fake gun and now there is a classic clownlike "BANG!" flag, sticking right out of the tip of your cock. It was a relief that you two were in this slightly dark arena alone, but it did very little to help you adjust to what you were seeing.

Overwhelmed with the sight of this extremely bizarre and unconventional display, you just wanted to undo it. But when you touch the flag, you are hit with the most intense pleasure that soars throughout your entire body. It was the same overly sensitive sensations your cock head felt after the very first orgasm of your life. Of course this whole flag thing was new to you, but it made no sense as to why it felt like this. You tried again, but the pleasure was just two intense for you to touch the small flag pole, somehow sticking out of your penis. Deciding not to chance whatever the next ordeal would be, you decide to leave it alone.

Looking up at Miss Giggles again, she has an amused expression, at watching you struggle with the flag. It was not until now that you realized that your entire midsection was completely exposed, now only wearing your wrestling tank. Covering yourself is pointless, while you watch her make a kissy-face, now holding a devious look. Perching her lips outward, they suddenly grow bigger, and she starts blowing towards your crotch. Just the slightest movement of the flag, is giving you that same insanely sensitive stimulating feeling, tingling right down your cock and into your balls.

"Now what am I forgetting?" Miss Giggles asked out loud, tapping her chin. While you try to imagine what she might be thinking next.

"Oh yeah! The fireworks!" She concludes which worries you even more.

"NOW YOU SEE ME..." She snaps her fingers, disappearing into another explosion of lingerie. But this time the items flew towards you and stopped.

"NOW YOU SEE ME CLOSER!" She says appearing from the pile of aerial paused skimpy female underwear.

It was a temporary distraction to her real plan, you did not realize until she slowly started reaching to grab the flag pole on your cockhead. You quickly grab her wrist to pull her hands away, but she says "GOTCHA" and you are holding two fake hands. Throwing them aside did not work, as you fell for another super glue trick, as they are stuck in your palms. Using this opportunity, she reaches for the flag faster and grabs it, sending vibrations of assaulting pleasures into you.

She yanks the flag out of your dick and your orgasm rages through it, but not the way it should. Actual confetti shooting out of your cock and high into the air, but exploding into fireworks, all around the arena. All happening in a mind-twisting and unrealistic way, this strange and intensified climax is coming out of you like a fountain, and not stopping. She dances through it, looking happier than ever, now spinning into the air, like a weightless ballerina. Your vision starts to fade as you watch her, but the pleasure is so intense that you start to pass-out. She is now twirling twenty feet in the air, dancing on fireworks, as if this was something she always watched to do, while you can barely keep yourself conscious.