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Author's note: This story features a giantess fetish which is displayed towards the end, however most of the story is wrestling and facesitting. If that's not for you then check out the other things on my profile, this isn't something I normally write. Every so often someone will give me an idea that's just too good to pass up and this felt like it was one such idea.
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Shades of darkness began to flicker around the edges of Lucy's vision as her head slowly lolled back and forth across the drywall. Her chest rose and fell like the tide as small misty breaths slid from her lips and poofed on the air. Her eyes ran up a scantily clad booty that hovered in front of her sweat soaked face before finally she could see her girlfriend Alice looking over her shoulder with a mischievous grin settling in on her beautiful, perfect features.
"What's wrong Lucy? Had enough? Bitch." Alice might've been pretending but Lucy couldn't help the fact that tinges of red blush ran circles on her cheeks from the vile taunt.
"F..Fuck you." Lucy whimpered through bated breath, barely able to breath through her closed off lungs. The smell of Alice's sweat stained ass still coated her face and filled her singed nostrils. She felt like she was choking on air, drowning in a sea without water.
"I know you would. Honestly I thought the champ would be able to put up a better fight." Alice laughed as she spoke, the dragon tattoo on her back bouncing lightly up and down as if laughing at Lucy's peril. "You're the one who wanted to WRESTLE bitch. Maybe you should've actually came to the ring and tried. Awwh.. Actually look at that. Are you wet right now? Does the champ like getting humiliated by her rival?"
Once again Lucy felt herself blushing as she averted her tear stricken eyes. "S-Shut up." She whimpered lightly.
"Mmh.. Seems someone still has some fight left in her. Maybe you need a little more time with my ass." Alice bit her bottom lip lightly and beguiled Lucy with a tiny wiggle of her hips.
"N-No.. A-Alice I need air.. P-Please.. PLEASE!" Lucy's voice held some real desperation within it, but Alice seemed to enjoy that, licking her lips lightly before smooshing her thick cheeks over her girlfriend's cute pointy nose.
The soft squish of sweat soaked flesh smacking against an exhausted face sounded like a wet boxing glove thudding against a body. Lucy's face completely disappeared into Alice's fleshy backside, and followed the movements of Alice's hips like a puppet being controlled by a marionette. It took a few moments but Lucy suddenly sprung to life like a windup toy and her entire body moved in a futile effort to escape.
Unknowingly Lucy had began kicking her feet like mad while her entire body screamed at Alice to stop using up all of her energy in a worthless struggle. Her arms flailed in the air like a wacky wavy inflatable tube arm man before finally her fingers dug into Alice's sweaty cheeks and sank down into the pale sweat stricken flesh. Her fingers sank down deep like they were molding play dough, feeling those thick cheeks wiggle and jiggle with every movement of Alice's body. Alice made sure to grind her hips and work her body like a stripper who needed to pay rent. She felt Lucy's nose sink in deep along her black thong and every inch Lucy moved sent another fresh wave of pleasure down her spine. It was hard to keep the squatting position required for a stinkface, especially since the two were wrestling on a squishy old mattress but pleasure fueled Alice like gasoline and she continued with minimal effort required.
"That's right Lucy. Struggle down there sweetheart. I can't wait to wear that little golden belt of yours."
Lucy squealed, partially in pleasure and partially in humiliation as the stink of Alice's ass assaulted her nose from all angles and nearly sent her to tears. Her eyes slowly began to water and her mouth opened desperately like a dog begging for water. Every breath was tainted, holding less fresh air within it than the last. She could once again feel her vision beginning to dull so her fingers grabbed two hefty chunks of Alice's delicious ass and squeezed desperately.
"ALICE PLEASE... I GIVE I GIVE!" Lucy's screams bounced off the four white walls of the two's bedroom and were promptly ignored by Alice who was clutching Lucy's hair in her fingers and tugging that nose as deep as it would go.
"S-Shut up.. bitch.." Alice's eyes rolled into the back of her skull and she quickly tried to send herself into an orgasm that edged ever closer.
Lucy fought with air for a few minutes, choking on her own spit as she gagged and cursed for a few minutes while desperately slapping and tapping at her girlfriend's thick ass. "G..Get..mgh.." Her eyes began to close and her head slowly began to lull. Little bits of droll slipped out from her lips before darkness overtook the last of her limited vision and sent her to the dark blurry deep.
Darkness, all was black save for a little pinhole of light that glimmered in the distance.
Lucy's vision came back in parts that slowly began to fit together like twisted puzzle pieces. First she saw an expanse of white canvas stretching far out in front of her. Next she saw a set of white and red ropes wiggling back and forth along the edge of the canvas. Attached to the ropes were a set of professional grade corners. Lucy ran her hands through her eyes, groaning slightly as she tried to shake the nasty headache that had setup camp in her pounding head.
"W-Where am I?" Where was her bed? Where was Alice? Where was her Halloween sheets and her soft squishy plushies?!
A small groan slipped from her lips before realization took root on her features. Her lips began to twist and her eyebrows furrowed gently as she stared at the professional looking ring that floated in an expanse of darkness.
"I..Is this a fucking wrestling ring?" She nearly started to laugh. This was far too silly for her simplistic brain.
Then she leaned back and the frayed edges to the red and white ropes bit into her pale skin while bending back like an elastic spiders web. A gasp shot from her lips and her eyes suddenly widened. She could feel the ropes along her back. Suddenly she was aware of how cold the air was as a shiver went down her spine. This wasn't just a dream, in a dream she wouldn't feel a thing.
She slowly slipped her hands over the ropes and looked out into the expanse of black that stretched as far as the eye could see. She was painfully alone and nervous, small droplets of sweat already beginning to form along the top of her brow.
"Where the fuck am I?" She whispered, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the top rope and leaned over the edge, peering into the darkness as if searching for something familiar.
A voice suddenly broke the silence and a chill ran up the base of Lucy's spine.
"Hey Luc. You gonna put up more of a fight this time or what? It was PAINFULLY easy to win last time."
Lucy's mouth dropped open and her still heart began to beat like a war drum. She turned slowly, not believing her lying ears.
Suddenly her eyes settled on a pale smiling form that stood strewn haphazardly along the ropes. Smiling emerald eyes looked straight into her innocent soul and a pair of cherry red lips switched from a smile to a smirk. Cascading black hair framed the pretty features perfectly while also giving contrast to the white as snow skin. The figure was the embodiment of sexy, exuding control without even needing to take it. The way she stood stated that this was her ring, with a foot lifted and placed on the middle rope along with an arm tossed over the top rope. She had her body open, wanting Lucy to take a long look. Lucy reached up rubbing her eyes desperately before blinking and refocusing. The figure across from her was now staring at her quizzically, tilting their head and giving her a wolfish grin. Lucy's heart began to flutter and she unknowingly began to drool, hearing it plop to the canvas like a singular raindrop. Only one person could make her feel like this, putty just begging to be pulled and squeezed.
Alice.
Lucy searched for words, trying to find something to say but nothing came from her lips. Instead she stood clinging to the ropes with visible excitement and confusion painting her face.
"A..Alice?" Lucy whispered.
"That's my name don't wear it out. Are we doing this or what?" Alice swung back and forth along the ropes, sighing slightly as if she had better places to be. Lucy loved the cool girl act she put on, finding it unbelievably hot. She loved how Alice didn't seem to care, how she pretended not to enjoy every single word that dripped off her tongue. Alice could've been a star on the movie screen with how she normally played pretend but this time Lucy couldn't help but notice the hint of malice hanging onto Alice's every word.
"W-What are we.. Where are we.. H-How?" Lucy was still so confused, her legs shaking like they were trapped in an earthquake as her body stuck to the ropes like a fly caught in a spider's web.
"I mean.. are you gonna ask a bunch of questions or... did you come to the ring to wrestle champ." Lucy shivered. The word champ was such a turn on the way Alice said it, spitting it off her lips like it was challenge she couldn't wait to overcome.
"Mmh.. These outfits are a little ugly for wrestling though aren't they?" Alice simply clapped her hands and Lucy felt a freezing chill swirl around her body. She looked down and gasped. Her bra and panties disappeared on the wind like sand in a sandstorm.
A slightly warmer breeze grabbed onto her body and stretched tightly around her lithe body. Bright red and white dots swarmed her breasts, turning into stretchy spandex that hugged her chest. Her thighs began to tickle and a soft moan left her lips as more dots ran through her sex and ass. She looked over her shoulder, gasping slightly as she saw her thick jiggling cheeks hugged by tight red and white elastic spandex. The material rubbed up her sex and sank between her cheeks like a ship sinking into a gooey ocean. Her cheeks clapped softly, munching on the tight material and coating it in a layer of sweat that could've made a professional athlete jealous. When she looked down at her chest amazement swirled in her eyes. Her breasts were stuck in a sexy sweaty wrestling match, trapped in a puny red and white sports bra that was far too small for her bountiful boobs. Her cleavage was shown off like a trophy, begging to munch on an opponents nose. It was rare Lucy ever wore an outfit like this, typically she just wrestled in her pink bra and panties. That had always been enough for her. This was far too much.
Alice lightly bounced off the ropes, confidently stepping across the canvas with a little smirk playing on her lips. She looked like a model crossing the runway, every step calculated and sexy, working her body in all the right ways.
"Get off the ropes or else I'm gonna drag you to the center by your fucking hair." Alice growled.
Lucy gasped. There was no way they were doing this right now. She didn't even know where they were! She was confused and lost. The last thing she wanted to do was wrestle. Then her eyes looked up and she saw Alice marching across the ring with malice filling her eyes and a soft moan slipped from Lucy's lips. She couldn't take her eyes off Alice's body, scantily clad in black spandex that stretched around her muscle soaked thighs and chest. It was quite similar to Lucy's own magical outfit, save for the fact that it somehow looked sexier on Alice. The black contrasted her pale vampire like skin but it stretched so tight that it practically became see through, showing Lucy hints of what lay underneath. "Fuck.." Whimpered Lucy. She sudden went from not wanting to wrestle to needing it.
She shakily brought a foot down, feeling nauseous as the world rolled under her feet. Alice stood in the center, hands on her hips with an amused smirk coating her lips. Lucy took another step, then another and suddenly she was in the middle still staring at her feet. She was mere inches from her beautiful girlfriend, looking up after a second and gasping in slight surprise.
Alice smile for the hint of a second and her voice took on a tone that could rival a caring mother's. "Hey.. Relax. Sit back and enjoy the show. This if only fun if you're relaxed."
Lucy was hit with an overwhelming calm, her bones suddenly feeling like jello. Her entire body melted like a slice of butter in a hot pan. She stared at the caring face that observed her for a moment, getting lost in those shining emerald eyes. Then Alice smirked and the loving look disappeared, that was the last time Lucy would ever see it.
DING DING DING
The metallic sound sent a shiver down Lucy's spine and instinctively she lunged forward with her slender arms raised. A hot breath of air shot from Lucy's lips as she slammed into Alice's body like an ant slamming against a muscled brick wall. She shook and strained, pushing with all her might. Her toned back muscles bubbled to the surface as her cute pudgy fingers wrapped over Alice's deep muscle covered shoulders. Her head was hung low, eyes staring at Alice's jiggling breasts as they sat there taunting her, begging her to shove her nose down nice and deep. Lucy's white hair swung around her ears and in front of her eyes like a curtain, hiding her from sight. Her feet began to slide on the canvas, stomping and slamming as she put everything she had into her starting push. Her energy began to burn like gasoline on tossed onto a bonfire.
Alice laughed.
And laughed.
And laughed.
Her cackle filled the air like an omen of things to come as her hands swung up and sank into Lucy's perfect hair. Her slender fingers wormed into every inch of those delicious white stands, wrapping tightly around them like twine being tied into knots. Alice made sure to get a massive clump, holding Lucy's head nice and tight. She gave Lucy a tiny taste, shaking the girls head just a few inches left and then a few inches right. Lucy felt stimulating amounts of pain spread through her scalp and a low moan slipped from her lips.
"Is that really the best you've got? You wanted to get in the ring with ME?! You should've just laid flat on the canvas and let me sit on that cute little face." Alice's voice sounded sinister, small giggles and sassy laughs coating her every word.
Alice slowly began to pull and yank, watching as Lucy's shiny hair expanded like pulled spaghetti into the air. Lucy stopped her impetulant pushing, instead grabbing onto Alice's wrist and holding tight, blubbering softly out of pained lips."A.Alice.. MMGH.. NOT FAIR!" She stomped her feet lightly and squealed, shivering softly in pain.
"What? Did you have something to say bitch? How about you say it to the ropes." Alice said, staring at Lucy through merciless eyes.
Alice pulled Lucy towards her and swung up a violent knee which sunk straight into Lucy's open belly. Lucy's flesh sank down like putty, all the air in her breathless body exploding from her lips in a spray of spit and drool. She collapsed down onto her hands and knees, gagging on the air as she whined and sputtered. She spit long lines of drool down onto the canvas at Alice's feet, staring at her hands through glassy eyes.
"I said.. say it to... THE ROPES!" Alice screamed as her pedicured foot sank straight between Lucy's already jiggling cheeks.
Lucy tried to moan, only managing to gag as her body reluctantly shot forward and flung itself down at the base of the ropes. She laid there for a moment, twisting back and forth while lightly holding her stomach in her fingers.
"B-Bitch.." She whimpered, massaging the injured flesh and staring at the cherry ropes which swung back and forth right in front of her glassy eyes. "W-When I.. Mmgh.." She couldn't really speak, feeling air worming it's way back into her lungs and forcing her to choke. More spit erupted from her lips, dripping down onto the canvas in long slimy drops.
She pathetically reached a hand out and grabbed the middle rope, feeling it bent and twist in her palm. The frayed edges bit into her fair skin, causing small red signs of rope burn to erupt on her hand. Her eyes felt woozy, spinning around in her head as Alice stood behind her and tapped her foot on the canvas.
"Are you ever going to get up or do you need some help." Alice's tone held so much arrogance that it made Lucy flush with blush.
Lucy tried, her fingers slipping off the ropes with every pathetic pull; she couldn't cling to them. Instead she kept pawing at the wire, watching it bend before inevitably slipping and ending back on her hands and knees. Her stomach felt like it was rolling back and forth, a ship stuck in an unending current. Little bits of bile kept swimming up her throat and burning her tongue. Her face felt hot with humiliation but deep down she fucking loved it. She loved the way Alice owned her. She loved the way the ring trapped her here, forcing her to take her licks. She loved the way the canvas felt, the way the ropes felt. She loved the humiliation that burned her cheeks. She loved it so much that she began to need it. Her thick ass began to shine with a massive red footprint that sat front and center on her cheeks. Pain was radiating through every single inch of her body but still she tried to get up. Her fingers reached out again, almost touching the red wire before a jolt ran down her spine.
Alice had become tired of watching this piss poor display. "Fine. Come here champ. Let me help you."
Her feet stomped across the canvas like an elephant making it's approach. Her fingers came out and tore into Lucy's beautiful white hair. She began to command her newly found puppet like a professional marionette, forcing Lucy to slowly begin to rise.
"Come on. Get up. Stop stalling." Alice barked her orders right into Lucy's ear.
Lucy's fingers once again curled around the top rope, knuckles turning as white as snow. She held the ropes tight in her grip, not wanting to be torn away from her safety net. "G-Get.. Get off." She croaked out through gritted teeth.
"Make me." Alice retorted, a giggle slipping off her lips. "Awwh! Is someone afraid of leaving the ropes. That's okay, you can stay right the fuck here."
Alice slammed Lucy's head down, forcing her neck over the top rope. Lucy gurgled and screeched as her airway promptly closed. Her lungs demanded air, beginning to burn like fires fueling a steam engine. Her shaking hands began to force the wire down as she tried to gain some space between the rope and her aching throat. Her actions were useless. Everything she did Alice countered swiftly and mercilessly. She smashed Lucy's neck down tighter, smirking at the moans she received in response.
"What's wrong? I thought you enjoyed the ropes?" Alice mocked through her shrill voice.
It was true, Lucy loved the ropes. In fact she found herself loving this as small bits of honey dripped from her quivering lips. Her throat began to burn up like a satellite entering the earth's atmosphere. Her tongue began to slip from her mouth and drool dripped off her quivering bottom lip. Lucy's fingers finally slipped from the ropes and her long arms hung like limp noodles. Her vision began to blacken and the only thought in her mind was a wish that this had lasted longer. However, Alice was far from finished.
Alice raised Lucy's head off the top rope before flipping her prey around. Those dark green irises looked straight into Lucy's lusting soul. Alice stared for a moment before simply giving Lucy a push and watching as she coiled into the ropes like a spider making a nest.
Lucy clung to the ropes, her arms hooking over the top strips of wire. Her glassy baby blues stared at Alice with pure lust settling beneath the surface. Drool dripped off her chin and splattered between her heaving chest. Sweat fell from her brow, and coated her pretty face in a glistening sheen.
"Well come on Lucy.. Say something. This is only fun if you talk back." Alice said while strolling back and forth in front of her prey.
"H-Have you always been that tall?" Lucy whispered her words through closed up lungs.
Alice had always been the taller of the two but only by a few inches at most. Now Lucy was staring with her mouth agape at a girl who was over six feet tall. Lucy's face was front and center with Alice's chest and while she didn't mind her position, she was also deeply curious and confused.
Alice seemed to ignore her though, rushing forward like a wolf looking for it's next meal. Lucy raised her hands and floated them in front of her chest. She turned her head and cowered behind her pathetic guard. Alice's long slender fingers intertwined tight with Lucy's quaking hands. Lucy didn't put up a fight, instead her body smashed against the stretchy ropes. The corners began to groan as the ropes went taut. Lucy's back screamed as it twisted over the stretchy wires. Lucy herself began to lightly groan and squeal against Alice's chest. She watching the fleshy orbs close in on her lips, edging closer and closer. Lucy's hands began to bend backwards, bones and muscle screeching as it twisted and warped.
"Y-You're.. MMGH!... H-Hurting me!" She moaned, feeling her legs become slick with equal parts sweat and honey.
"And? Do something about it champ." Every word from Alice's mouth left Lucy breathless and blushing.
"F-Fuck you.." Whimpered Lucy, her lips slowly becoming mashed in Alice's chest.
"Yeah you would. How about I give you a little taste Lucy." A sinister giggle slipped off Alice's lips as she let that sentence hang in the air.
Alice overpowered Lucy with ease and bumped her chest forward. Lucy's vision went black as Alice's sports bra clung to her face like a second set of skin. Lucy's breath became thick as the scent of pungent sweat assaulted her nostrils. She gagged. She stomped her feet. She squealed. She shook her head. Nothing stopped the advance of breasts surrounding her features. Alice was well endowed. Her chest was more than enough to make most girls jealous (including Lucy). Lucy was now seeing it all up close and personal, every inch of soft jiggling flesh. Her nose bent Alice's skin, feeling it mold around her nose and gag her mouth. Every movement Alice made sent shock waves through Lucy's poor face. Lucy sipped every drop of sweat, she felt every jiggle, she tasted every piece of salty flesh. The only thing visible from Alice's position were Lucy's surprised eyes which were as wide as saucers. Little tears spilled down Lucy's cheeks as she searched for mercy on Alice's face. Alice wasn't even looking at her though, instead she stared into the black void, lost in one of her favorite moves.
Tiny moans were being whispered off of Alice's lips, thrown into the open air. She was moving her body as if by instinct, moving her chest left and right without a single care. Lucy's face was caught up between two fleshy boxing gloves which were juggling her head left and right. Little fleshy thwaps and smacks echoed around the pitch black void. Muffled moans also joined the fray, squealed from Lucy's lips into the open air.
"G-Gempt...Gemmt... Get...OFF!" Lucy screeched, the sound muffled and twisted in Alice's sweat soaked chest.
"Make me champ. Come on.. Make me." Alice still didn't pay Lucy any mind, staring out amongst the void and losing herself in her own moans.
Lucy's eyelids began to get heavy, trending downwards with every wiggle. She could feel air straining to reach her lungs, lost among the fleshy sacks. Dark blotches had begun to overtake most of her vision, leaving her a tiny blurry window to see through.
"A..Air.." She whimpered lightly, bringing a hand up and brushing her pathetic fingers over Alice's shoulder.
"You always were such a crybaby." Alice said, exhaling a deep sigh before finally peeling her chest of Lucy's upturned face.
Air rushed into Lucy's lungs, forcing her to choke and sputter as if she was drowning in the sea. Her lungs inflated like party balloons and burned her chest. Her head leaned back and she coughed and choked, spitting little misty plumes of drool into the air. Finally she slumped back, sitting her thick ample cheeks on the middle rope. The ropes caressed her body, tangling around her form and holding her close like a familiar lover. She stared forward, glassy tear stricken eyes staring at Alice's thick thighs. She could've sworn Alice had grown a few inches more in the last few seconds but she didn't have any time to appreciate it, instead hanging her head low. Her white hair draped around her face like a curtain, sticking to her cheeks and whipping at her features. She held back sobs, hating how she couldn't put up even a modicum of a fight.
"What's wrong? Need a little break?" There it was again, that grating self righteous voice that sent shivers down Lucy's spine.
Alice towered over Lucy, bathed in the pale light shining down on the ring. Her lips were curved in a delightful sneer. Small excited pants erupted from her lips, blasting the top of Lucy's head with kisses of warm air. Her fingers were slightly twitching, extending and curling over and over again. "Breaks over." She whispered, her tongue lashing at her lips.
Her hands snapped up like snakes pouncing on their prey. Her fingers sank into the depths of Lucy's frizzy hair and then they began to curl tight on the strands. She ripped into two mountainous clumps. She shook Lucy's head side to side before tearing her off her roost on the ropes.
"Get up." Her words were mixed with a low growl.
Lucy followed obediently like a good little bitch. Her eyes clamped shut and her teeth grinded together as small moans of pain became trapped in her throat. Alice guided Lucy's head downwards, opening her thighs like arms waiting for a hug. Lucy's head was suddenly smashed between walls of flesh, thick sticky flesh. Alice's skin rubbed along her lips and smooshed down her nose like a button being pressed. The sour scent of sex flavored sweat wafted around her nose like scents streaming from a bakery. Lucy's neck felt like it was being constricted and her head was struck by a sudden headache. Her fingers began to paw at Alice's thighs, nails biting softly into the pudgy skin. She gripped and yanked, tugged and pulled.
"S-Stop... T-Timeout.." She whimpered.
The thighs felt expansive and never ending, much larger than Lucy's tiny head. Lucy's lungs once again began to burn like an engine not getting oil. Her fingers began to smack in a pathetic manner on the extensive amount of flesh that surrounded her head. She felt smothered in sweat soaked skin but the smothering didn't continue for long.
Alice's fingers and Lucy's arms began to intermingle. Lucy was being controlled, guided by Alice's fingers like a puppy being guided by a leash; her arms were suddenly trapped, squished against her own arched back, fingers twitching and begging to be released. She opened her mouth and tried to screech, to scream, to beg but nothing came; instead Alice's sweaty slick flesh slowly slide into her open mouth and muffled her voice, allowing only a pathetic moan to slide through. "M..Mmgh.."
"Jesus.. are you even trying?" Alice rudely spit, letting the words burn away at Lucy's ego. Lucy only blushed in response, a retort wouldn't come.
"That's fine. Maybe this will wake you up." Alice's voice sounded cold, not a hint of mercy in the air.
Lucy stopped moving for a moment, her eyes widening and her breath beginning to quicken. She started to hyperventilate. The canvas that she could see through Alice's eyes looked hard and chilling, sitting there with open arms and begging to meet her face to face.
"P-Plea-" The thought remained unsaid. The begging was left floating in the air. The only thing that filled the ring was the sound of whooshing air, a crunch and finally Lucy's pitiful screech and groan.
All Alice had done was jump, gravity had done the rest.
The entire ring shook. The ropes wiggled. The corners groaned. Lucy felt flattened, like she had just been sat on by an elephant. Her vision went dark and her entire body twitch as her lips erupted in pained mewls and sensual moans that slithered off her tongue and sat muffled into the canvas. Her arms flopped to the ground, uselessly twitching. Her feet gently slid back and forth, scraping at the perfect canvas and leaving distinct scuff marks.
"Hm.. Who knew your head would make such a good seat. I should test out your face later and see if it's even better." Alice's words were followed with a laugh to a sick joke that Lucy didn't quite understand. Lucy could only respond with her tiny moans of distinct pain as she laid under Alice's shapely ass. "M..mmgh.."
Lucy slowly started to realize that the body atop her felt massive. She felt like she was getting squashed like a pancake. Her head radiated acute levels of pain, a nasty headache quickly beginning to form and take over her brain. Her entire body was flattening down, like a bug being squashed under a tire. Alice had never been fat. She was a clear 140 pounds and she had always made sure to tout that fact as loudly as she possibly could. Lucy at this point knew Alice was a liar; the weight on her head felt much closer to 300 pounds.
"G-Get off.. F-Fat ass." Lucy whimpered, trying to speak and failing as her words disappeared into the canvas.
"Mmh.. Well that was a nice break, wasn't it sweetie? Maybe now you can show me how flexible you've gotten lately."
Lucy heard the words and once again froze, her eyes widening and her nails already beginning to dig into the canvas. Her hands grabbed and clawed at the perfect canvas, shredding it; it looked like she was trying to drag herself out from under Alice's encompassing round rear. Her feet began to kick and kick and kick like drumsticks, nearly cracking the boards under the crackling white sheet of canvas. Her legs were suddenly snatched from the air with her thin bony ankles being crushed by Alice's massive fingers. Alice slowly drew Lucy's long slender legs back, pulling on them like they were rubber bands she was trying to shatter. Lucy's body began to twist and turn, her wiggles and struggles becoming strained and slow as pain began to stream down her screeching spine. Her lips began to curl and her eyes began to roll as her fists pounded desperately against the canvas.
"G..Get off..." She whimpered, the words barely escaping Alice's muffling ass.
"What was that?" Alice said in a playful tone.
"Get off.. GET OFF.. GET OFF GET OFF GETOFF GETOFF! GETTTTTT OFFFF!" Lucy screeched her words to the high heavens with her tone going up a pitch as Alice yanked her legs farther back.
"Mmh.. No.. I don't think I will." Came Alice's response.
Lucy was trapped, body quivering and twitching while her feet dangled above her head in the tight boston crab. Her entire body felt like it had been soaked in steaming flame. Her eyes sat clenched closed, trying to wish away the pain as her nose humiliatingly got rubbed into the canvas by little wiggles and shakes from Alice's hips. Her legs were beginning to look akin to a gymnast's while her entire body sat on display in the shape of a miniature 'C'. She felt Alice begin to shift back and forth as if she was playing on a swing, causing Lucy's entire body to rock while suffering rolled through her body. Little teases of pleasure mixed with the pain, grasping at her sex and causing it to stain her bottoms in a way that was most embarrassing. Her cheeks began to redden as she once again smacked the canvas in irritation, fed up with not being able to do anything.
She wanted to tap, to plead, to beg and apologize but nothing would leave her lips because of the awful strain wrapping itself around her throat from the pressure of the move. Then nothing. Nothing but the dull thud of light pain. Nothing but the soft groans slipping from her lips. Nothing but Alice towering over her with a satisfied smirk sitting pretty on her lips. Nothing but the slight movements of Lucy's hips as she dragged her lusting sex over the rugged canvas. Nothing, because Lucy felt everything.
Lucy slowly flipped over, clutching her back with her tiny fingers as her eyes clamped shut for a moment, before finally opening and staring at the black and purple void that swirled above the ring like a black hole threatening to swallow her whole. Her glassy eyes gently glanced over to Alice for a second before returning to the black hole. Then her eyebrows furrowed.
That wasn't Alice.
Her head snapped back; eyes wide.
That was a giant.
Alice stood over 12 feet tall, a massive smile sat pretty on her lips as one of her hands clutched her hip in a model like pose. She still 'looked' like Alice but every single piece of her had been enlarged. it was like someone was taking a 3D model and just scaling it up. Lucy felt her breath catch in her throat and her cheeks slowly began to redden. What was this? It had to be a dream. It had to. All she had to do was pinch herself awake. Then again her whole body felt like it had been pinched a thousand times, shouldn't that have worked?
"Get up." Alice commanded, her fingers sweeping down and grabbing onto every stand of Alice's hair. She held it in one massive clump, deliberately taking her time as she tugged and yanked at Lucy's hair, forcing Lucy to her feet.
Lucy stood on wobbling legs, her eyes becoming like stained glass while her vision wavered back and forth like a kaleidoscope. Her hands came out and slowly attached to Alice's tree trunk like thighs, slipping around the flesh like vines; she was trying to keep herself up, not wanting to incur more of Alice's wrath.
"Awwh.. Look at you. It's so cute watching you fumble around the ring. How about I show you one more move before the real show starts."
Alice leaned down, her hand scooping up Lucy's legs before bringing her high into the sky. She displayed Lucy like a trophy, holding her high in the air, in a gorilla press. The dull white light reflected off Lucy's slick and sweaty form, making her look like a small moon that was clutched by Alice's fingers and displayed high in the darkened sky. Lucy didn't have it in her to struggle anymore, instead her hands clung to Alice's wrist with her nails biting into the bony flesh.
"P-Put me down." Said Lucy, already knowing what Alice was planning to do. The worst part was she wanted it, staring at the ring through lustful eyes; it looked so far away from up here, like a small inflatable pool just waiting for a circus performer to jump down into it.
"Pfft.. Alright Lucy. I'll put you down." Alice simply let go, and once again gravity took the show.
Wind whipped past Lucy's hair, making it fly in all directions so that it looked like tentacles on an octopus. Her arms whipped behind her before finally the entire ring bounced up and down like a trampoline being hit by a meteor. Lucy practically splatted against the canvas, her entire body feeling like it had just been hit by a sledgehammer as agony seeped it.
"M..mmgh.. G-God.." Lucy whimpered, not even able to scream as she wiggled and moved like a worm. Her hands clutched at different parts of her body, trying to massage away the pain as if by magic before finally giving up and flopping to the canvas. She laid there for a good minute, eyes staring off into the distance while her cheek squashed against the cold and unfeeling floor. Her breath softly slipped from her lips, shooting out in a tiny misty plume before disappearing on the air like a ghost. She was done, well and truly.
Her thick thighs felt slick, so close to the finish line but not completely over it just yet. She wanted to lay here, to hump and finger and fuck herself til finally her eyes rolled back into her head; but her body felt so broken that she just couldn't. Instead she laid, begging energy to come roost in her body so that she could drag herself to the finish line. She hadn't even noticed Alice who just kept growing like a weed in the midst of summer.
Alice was no longer just a 'giant', she was an actual giant, a fairy tale, something meant to be ridden into battle against an army; not wrestled.
Her toes were nearly the size of Lucy's body, her thighs were the size of mini vans, her face looked like the moon, dotting out the dim white light that was shining down on the canvas. She was huge, and towering over Lucy, and still thinking that the two were locked in a wrestling match.
When Lucy finally managed to roll onto her back her eyes became the same size as baseballs while her mouth opened wide enough for a thanksgiving turkey. She was speechless. She was breathless. Suddenly the pain became second to the giantess who blotted out the sun. Lucy couldn't believe it but.. she found this oddly hot. Her eyes observed the massive curves on Alice's body that rolled and curved like slippery snakes, the thighs that could have crushed her til she came, the breasts that had sensual sweat streaming down them before it splattered on the canvas, the smiling mischievous face that looked like it was having far too much fun. Lucy took it all in, becoming more and more horny by the second. She grappled with the canvas and slowly pushed to her feet; bent over like an old woman with her legs shaking softly. She wanted more.
"Mmh.. This ring is a little small isn't it?" Said Alice, her voice booming like a clap of thunder. "How about you take the ring all to yourself."
Alice slowly lifted up her legs and stepped into the void, sinking down til her tummy was eye level with the ring. She looked like a girl playing with wrestling action figures, staring down her nose at Lucy who (barely) stood in the ring, practically drooling at the sexy sweaty body that shimmered in front of her.
Two fingers descended down to the ring, standing like two great pythons that had slithered into an upright position. They were as tall as Lucy if not taller. They sat on their fingertips, looking like a pair of legs as they stared eyelessly at Lucy. Lucy felt her heart jump as if had been hit by a jolt and she cautiously stumbled forward. Her lips were dripping drool in droves onto the dry canvas. Her hands reached out hazardously before suddenly the fingers whipped back and flicked forward, slamming into her body like a pair of weights and causing her entire stomach to sink down. Spit flew from Lucy's lips and painted the air in little wet diamond looking crystals. Her feet flung from the canvas and her whole body launched backwards as if it had been hit by an explosion. The ropes were there, arms open and welcoming as the frayed edges bit into her skin. The ropes stretched and creaked, groaning with the added weight of Lucy's body before launching her off them with a twang. She launched forward as if she had been thrown from a catapult, straight back towards the awaiting pair of fingers her turned towards her like a pair of scissors. She was suddenly deep in the crevice between the fingers, soft bony flesh holding her body as she dripped spit and drool onto the canvas. Her stomach felt like it had been hit by a brick, air taking it's time to reenter her lungs. Her throat burned and she choked and gasped but the fingers didn't even give her a second to take a break.
Slowly the slender fingers began to clamp down like a vice, at first this was fine; like getting caressed by a pair of thick thighs, but slowly the bone began to press into her body. The fingers began to curl around her, crushing her body like it was tin can as her spine began to squeal and screech. It nearly looked like a person holding a cigarette before smoking it, with Lucy playing the part of the cigarette like a perfect actress. This was a lot different from a body scissor, it was bony and hard and there was nothing Lucy could do to escape it. This was just Alice's fingers, she could've won an entire match just by scissoring Lucy's body with her fingers. This hold continued for a few moments, Lucy groaning and moaning with the fingers taking that as a challenge before twisting even tighter. Finally after what felt like ages they slowly let go and Lucy fluttered to the canvas like a piece of paper. She laid there for a good while, rolling back and forth while her fingers clutched at her strained spine and curled around the crunched bone and flesh.
Suddenly a thumb descended, filling the whole of her vision and causing worry to float around her features. She stared through entranced eyes, hypnotized by the slight waves of the fingerprint indented into Alice's finger. The thumb kept descending like a shark coming for it's prey in the deep. Her mouth sat agape, unclosing before suddenly the thumb pressed into her stomach and squished her against the canvas.
"Come on Lucy, get up, wrestle me." Came Alice's booming voice, thundering around the void, echoing in Lucy's ears.
Lucy slowly started to kick her feet, to try and arch under the weight of Alice's thumb. "S-Stop.. Stop this isn't FAIR.. IT ISNT FAIR!" Her feet began to thunder, to kick without end, to smash the board under the canvas. She kicked and kicked and kicked and kicked. Her fingers grabbed at the massive thumb, grabbing at the flesh, pulling and pressing on it to try and pressure it off of her; it didn't move, it didn't even fucking budge.
Alice did nothing other than laugh.
"1..." She slowly started to grind her thumb down like a boot grinding out a lit cigarette on the pavement.
"2..." Lucy began to struggle relentlessly, kicking and slapping and smacking and swatting and spitting and squealing. Finally though she dropped, as if becoming a ragdoll. Her will had been smothered out and was quickly replaced with enjoyment.
"3..." The words were final, hovering in the air for a moment.
Lucy began to moan, softly and steadily. Her hips arched into the air and her teeth began to slowly bite into her bottom lip. Her entire body ached but she didn't care, she was so close, all she needed was a nudge.
"Such a fucking loser.." Alice whispered, her voice sounding normal for a moment. "How about I give you a reward for losing so wonderfully." Alice lifted her thumb off Lucy's body.
Lucy couldn't even manage to respond, her moans slipping from her lips like water streaking off a cliff. Her eyes glanced sideways and she watched through glassy lust filled eyes as Alice slowly turned around and showed off something Lucy had been begging for since the start of this match.
Lucy's heart beat in her chest and her fingers bean to curl as she saw two massive jiggling cheeks that sat slathered in sweat that streaked from Alice's hips to her thighs. Lucy began to drool, feeling it drip down her lips to the awaiting canvas. She felt like this was Christmas morning and she was just about to open her present.
Alice played this up, reaching back and smacking her cheeks softly, letting the flesh jiggle and wobble in the air like a pond that had been disturbed by a rock. She grabbed and clutched at her cheeks, the flesh forming up in clumps between her fingers and looking like jello just begging to be eaten. She shook and jiggled, she twerked and spanked, she grabbed and pulled. Her cheeks were mesmerizing and Lucy felt hypnotized, begging for it as her hand reached out lustfully; hoping to touch.
Alice slowly pulled her cheeks apart like a baker yanking apart two slices of bread, she showed off her black shorts, letting them descend between her cheeks and get munched on by the multitudes of flesh that sat fully on display. The black shorts looked like a thong, nothing but a single strip stretching to cover Alice's sex and rosebud.
Lucy felt her breath catch, nearly pleading for it. "P-Please.." She whimpered softly.
Alice obliged and slowly began to descend her deep ass towards Lucy's awaiting body. The mountainous cheeks blotted out the light and cloaked Lucy in a curtain of shadow. Lucy's vision began to go black. Before the flesh could crush her body her hands delved between her thighs and began to play like a fiddle. Her thumb skated around her clit which had been outlined perfectly in the shorts and small moans slipped from her lips. This was all she needed.
Suddenly the ass was upon her, gently squishing her against the canvas and crushing her body up against the thin layer of spandex. Lucy felt like she was wrapped in a spider's silk, taut material caressing her body while flesh softly massaged every inch of her form. Alice's sweat filled her lips, flesh filling her lungs and scent assaulting her nose til she couldn't breath; only choke and gag. She started to cough, to spasm, feeling overwhelming amounts of pleasure descending upon her body mixed with asphyxiation. Her entire body began to flatten yet still her fingers played, an artist til the end. She approached the finish, sprinting across the finish line and feeling pleasure wraps it's arms around her body and hold her. She began to spasm, to twitch, to curl and laugh and moan. Words spilled from her mouth but they were gone in an instant. Her eyes rolled back and her toes curled one last good time. The pain was gone, all that stayed was fiery hot pleasure that burned away at her form. The humiliation burned away. The agony burned away. Her energy burned away. Her vision, her taste, her sense of smell, all of it burned away in an instant. All that remained was pleasure, pure unfiltered pleasure.
Lucy faded, stuck between thick sweaty cheeks that consumed her body and crushed her like an ant. The feeling of the canvas faded away and slowly darkness consumed what remained of her vision. It felt like she was stuck between thick sticky pillows as she faded.
"See you when you wake up Lucy.." Whispered Alice.
Lucy stepped from darkness into the light, her eyes slowly opening as her room filled her vision. Alice sat in front of her face, a small smile painting her lips.
"Welcome back sleepy head." Alice whispered, her fingers brushing around the edges of Lucy's chin.
"Wh-Wha.. Where's... What happened? Where's the ring." Lucy blubbered the words, unaware of where she was.
Alice giggled, raising her brows. "Ring? Lucy what are you talking about?"
Lucy stared at Alice confused for a moment before suddenly becoming aware of the slick stickiness between her thighs. She glanced down, eyes widening. "What happened?"
"Well.. We wrestled and someone just couldn't handle all of this ass on her face. You passed out for a second." Alice did have a bit of concern floating around her face. "You're okay right?"
Lucy suddenly realized she was drool, her eyes drifting over Alice's body like it was the best entrée at a buffet. Her tongue lapped at her lips.
"Yeah.. I'm fine." The words drifted off Lucy's lips, she was hypnotized.
"Okay.. You sure? You're kinda looking like you've been lobotomized. Let me clean the drool off y-"
Lucy put a finger on Alice's lips, leaning forward with lust in her eyes. "Shut up. It's time for round two."
Suddenly the two were stuck in a wrestling match that was happening between their lips. Pillows and sheets were kicked to the floor and the two began to fuck the night away.
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