You finish the prank, but does Becky keep her word?

Through the steam steps a tall and incredibly curvaceous woman, water droplets running down every inch of her strong but feminine frame. Her muscular thighs quiver slightly as she moves, punctuating every wet footfall as she strides in your direction, casually grabbing a hand-towel along the way and ringing her long, sandy-blonde hair within it. Her cute face was spattered with light freckles, though she was paying you no mind as she fussed with her gorgeous hair, not even bothering to dry the rest of her body yet. You knew this woman as Sadie Mae McCully, or “Southern Charm,” one of the top wrestlers in the League who was well known for her charm as well as her rambunctious behavior. Just from looking at her, you got the sense that this woman wouldn’t be anything like Becky… and another pang of guilt ran through you. You’d have to somehow apologize to her, when you were back to normal and had the chance...

You had been so stunned by Southern Charm’s sudden appearance (and her, well, lovely ‘appearance’) and before you knew it she snatches up the panties you were still caught in and is lifting them between her legs. As Sadie gets one leg in the panties you look upwards nervously, only to shyly look away as you get a glimpse of her freshly showered pussy. Taking a risky move, you jump blindly… and land, thankfully, in a soft pile of fabric.

Above you hear Sadie pause and mumble with a pleasant Southern accent, "Now where’d that darn towel get to?" As you scramble to your feet, you realize that your landing place was none other than Sadie’s towel… which she’s already pulling into the air! You’re so disoriented from being suddenly thrust a hundred feet in the air that you have only a moment of recognition as you see Sadie’s gigantic round ass cheeks speeding towards you. Suddenly the entire towel is wrapped tightly around Sadie’s soft behind with you trapped between. For several moments Sadie hums pleasantly to herself and wiggles the towel back and forth, using it to jostle and rub her humongous buttocks dry. Little did she know that a 6-inch tall man is being squeezed right into one of her hefty ass cheeks and bouncing nearly out of his wits as she goes about her post-shower routine. Becky is holding her mouth trying to stay silent; she's almost in tears laughing at your situation.

When Sadie is finally done, she simply lets the towel--and you--fall around her feet, giving you just a moment to look straight up at the towering giant (though at this point you can’t even see her face anymore, just the undersides of her two huge perky breasts). For a moment you think you’re in the clear, but then Sadie lifts a foot overtop of you, and steps down. You have an instant to panic before your naked body is smashed flat while Sadie wipes her foot across you, pressing you into the towel as she dries her feet. Luckily she doesn't feel your erection prodding against her, and you let out a sigh of relief as she finally steps away and starts getting dressed. Making sure you haven’t been noticed as you make your escape, you continue to look in Sadie’s direction as you walk towards the vent, trying not to pry too much at her amazing body, but you can’t help but notice the way her white panties gently slip up her legs and barely cover her mounds of flesh. You also notice that the itching powder has started to take effect as Sadie pulls her panties tighter against her ass, causing them to form a deep wedgie up her ass crack. “Consarn it. Why’re these so itchy!?” She places a hand at the top and bottom of her wedgie and starts sliding her panties up and down, trying to relieve the maddening itch. As your eyes fixate on this, you feel yet another pang of guilt about this prank, as you can see how much discomfort Sadie’s in, but you reason it's better than you being stuck at this height. Sadie continues itching and moaning as you take your leave.

You approach the vent and where Becky was waiting, though she’s busy stifling her laughter while watching Sadie struggle with her itchy panties. Although you’re still well beneath her even though she’s crawling on all fours, you stand under her and ask, “Are we done here?” Becky, not wanting you to make any noise (or interrupt her fun) quickly shuts you up by stretching her shirt out and pushing you into the opening, before letting her tight top snap back into place. As your little body is snugly squeezed against her warm but overbearing cleavage, Becky places a shushing finger across her smiling mouth (which you can just barely see through the gap between her tits). Becky takes one last satisfactory look at Sadie’s growing irritation, then begins to shimmy backwards, leaving you trapped between her enormous swaying breasts as she goes.

While Becky is crawling her way back, all you can do is wait. It quickly becomes apparent to you that your strength is no match for either of her heaving tits, as you are slammed and squished several times due to her laughter and clumsy movements… you even feel your erection poking Becky’s yielding expanse of flesh every now and then, which aggravates you all the more. Becky notices, too, but makes no attempt to lessen your frustration. In fact, the sight of you bouncing bouncing helplessly between her humongous breasts only makes her laugh harder, and you have to listen to her giggles echoing throughout the vents.

As you glare up at Becky’s grinning face, you catch another sight: the vial! Tucked securely into her deep cleavage, the glass vial gently wavers about above you, and all you can do is stare as your only ticket to normalcy bounces gently between this brat’s exposed cleavage.

Once she reaches a more secluded spot in the vents Becky halts and plops down on her frontside to rest, letting her breasts flatten against the ground like big cushions. Unaware that her position had left your 6-inch body flattened, Becky wipes a tear from her eye, “Hohoo, oh boy, that was too good! I can’t believe you did all that just for your little antidote.” Becky casually slides the glass vial out and held it curiously in the air, and you can’t help but follow it with your eyes (though your face is wedged between her breasts and the floor). Catching you eagerly staring from between her breasts, Becky giggles, “Ooh, Tiny Tommy must still really want his vial, huh? I mean, I did promise I’d give it back...” Just to be extra annoying Becky lowers the vial down until it’s dangling well within your (admittedly short) reach, “Come and get it, pipsqueak!” It takes some effort to wriggle a hand free from beneath Becky’s heaving boob, but you manage, even though Becky doesn’t lift a finger to help you.

All you can think about is getting your damn antidote back… As soon as you reach out, though, Becky very purposefully bumps her chest with an elbow, causing her breasts to collide and bounce together like two mountains. Becky watches as your face disappears and your outstretched arm is squished between her jiggling breasts, “Oopsy!” Just to add insult to injury while your arm is pinned in place by her still wobbling bosom, Becky sets one end of the glass vial in your tiny hand and watches as you ineffectively grab at it. Becky jeers, “What’s the matter, don’t you waaant it?” and gives her chest another little shake, making you groan with frustration (in every way) as her piles of flesh jiggle against your naked body.

You try to shout up, “OF COURSE I WANT THE ANTIDOTE, WHY DO YOU THINK I WENT TO ALL THAT TROUBLE!?” but all Becky hears is a series of pitifully muffled noises from where your face is buried against her skin.

Having too much fun with the situation to let up, Becky continues slowly bumping her chest overtop of you as she muses, “Well I could give you the antidote back, but I'm just not sure I want some big pervert running around our the wrestling league… I think you’re much more manageable at this size anyway.” Becky chuckles as she hears you disagreeing with her sudden and selfish change-of-heart, before she says, “Fine, fine, I’ll give you some… but I think it’s only fair that since I’m the one with the vial, I be the one to dole out your portion.” Portion!? Wasn’t she supposed to give you ALL of it?

Knowing you had **** but to wait on her, Becky very slowly and ceremoniously twirls the vial overhead, before plucking the little cork stopper out and holding it out for you to see, making sure to bump her gigantic breasts several times as she works. “Hmm, now how much has Tiny Tommy earned for himself? Maybe… one drop?” Becky carefully tips the vial until one drop of blue liquid drips out and lands squarely on her exposed right breast, “Guess I missed that one...” repeating the process, Becky drips another bit of your antidote onto her other breast, “Whoops! Guess I missed that one too, haha!”

You cry out, “Becky you clumsy idiot, can’t you- mffff!” but your complaints are interrupted as the gigantic girl casually jostles her chest once more, effortlessly quashing your attempts to scold her with a single movement.

Knowing you were completely at her mercy, Becky sarcastically ponders aloud, “Well you’ve already wasted two drops of this stuff, buuut I guess I can spare one more.” Actually bothering to aim this time, Becky carefully tips the vial over your head and watched as one drop fell through the air before splashing against your face. As you coughed and spluttered, Becky recapped the vial and tucked it away in a pocket somewhere, while praising herself smugly, “There! Three drops seems plenty generous to me.” Suddenly your whole world begins to shake as Becky gets up and starts to crawl once more, shaking and bouncing you vigorously in the process. You’re so disoriented you can’t even tell if the tiny bit of antidote you got is having an effect on you…

You couldn’t stop your irritation from bubbling up. Becky’s breasts were still colliding and bouncing together as she moved, but in the brief moments of stillness when they separated you could shout, “YOU -MFF- PROMISED ME -MFF- MORE!”

Through the narrow gap in her cleavage you caught Becky grinning evilly, “Did I? Oh well, guess I lied! Now shush while I get us outta here, I don’t want you getting us lost again.” Ignoring the fact that she had put you in her cleavage to ‘shut you up’ in the first place, Becky easily fished you out and unceremoniously jammed your still-very-small body between her broad ass cheeks, wedging you in place in an incredibly humiliating fashion. “There, hope you’re comfy back there because we’ve got a ways to go.” Becky presses onward, repeatedly crushing you between her shifting ass cheeks as she does. During all this, you feel a strange dizzying sensation wash over you, making you think the antidote might finally be kicking in, but, between that and the pressure of Becky’s overbearing ass squeezing you, it quickly becomes too much for you to take. Before long, you pass out.