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--This chapter was written by Bortimer, posted with his permission.

The crowd went crazy. The Big Booty Queen had won in her signature dominant style! The question was, would she accept the surrender, or would she draw out the punishment as she so often did? But no, it seemed the Queen was in no mood to keep up the game. She rose off of Felicity's face, which seemed almost swollen. Tina wondered if she had applied more pressure than she meant to.

Felicity was laying quite still, dazed, or so it seemed. She really had to sell the defeat. One slip-up, and the jig was up. While she was still in possession of her faculties, it wasn't exactly a cakewalk holding herself together under the Queen's ass, and she knew she wouldn't last long if Tina figured out what had happened and tried to keep her in the ring to reclaim her pet.

You were legitimately terrified, clutched tightly all balled up in Felicity's mouth. She was being kind do you, putting as little pressure on you as possible, but there's nothing that quite prepares you to find yourself one reflexive action away from being swallowed. As the moments passed, though, you got time to really sense your surroundings. Felicity's mouth had a warm, damp atmosphere as you might have expected, but the scent was minty and her tongue was almost cradling you as she moved it to keep you balanced in the center of her mouth. You were scared, but for the moment you were secure.

The ref helped Felicity to her feet and then raised Tina's hand high. The victory was declared, and Felicity slumped to the edge of the ring and rolled out. All her fans looked on with pity as she stumbled her way up the ramp out of the arena, almost falling over at one point, just leaning some nearby audience members for support. A couple necklaces richer, she finally made it out the door. She made it!

With every step, she straightened, put on her normal composure, and soon was practically skipping down the hall. She wasn't in the clear yet, though. She reached her gloved hand up and released you from her mouth. She couldn't afford a moment to inspect you though. You blinked heavily as you emerged, as it had been quite some time since you had last seen light before Tina had stuffed you in her ass. As your eyes adjusted, you got a brief glimpse of an incredibly beautiful woman looking down at you. In spite of your recent introduction to **** feminine intimacy, you couldn't quite find the right way to act toward this gigantic, gorgeous person. You didn't have to think long about your social manners, though, as she deftly reached up to unzip her shiny latex body suit at the same moment as she casually tossed you toward herself. The zipper came down swiftly, just low enough to reveal deep, pale cleavage, and you almost yelped as you passed through the opening and had barely slipped between the mountains of boob before the light vanished as the zipper closed behind you. It was a practiced move, the quite zip-zip sound the only hint most people had that some treasure had just been secreted away in the Pussy Cat's ample vault.

You hadn't had time to really get a look at what Felicity was packing, but she had breasts to make almost any woman blush. As you sank into the valley of her cleavage, the weight pressed in on you, but she wasn't done. With a few casual bounces in her step, she caused her boobs to part just slightly, allowing you to sink that tiny bit further, before clapping back together and beating you senseless. After about five such bounces, you were well and truly entombed in tits, and unable to think straight. She smiled to herself without looking down at all, and continued on her way. She really did skip now, and her breast bounced along with her. Contained as tightly as they were, the jiggle was at least somewhat lessened, but you were still bashed and bustled about as she sashayed through the halls to her dressing room. Once there, she'd have total privacy, and she could finally inspect her new toy!