fatpis

>Eyes slowly adjusting to her surroundings, it takes 'Fatpis' (as she's unfortunately been unanimously nicknamed) a few seconds following her reformation , before she finally regains her senses.  Having been poofed for an unknown amount of time,  she attempts to rub at her temples as her thoughts slowly but surely return to her...only to find she's can't quite exactly do so.
>A quick glance over her shoulder confirms the worst of her fears, gazing upon the extensive amount of taught nylon-rope snug tightly against her physique;keeping her completely and utterly immobile. Any attempts to free herself  ultimately prove fruitless, with her corpulent blue physique wobbling from side to side like a mound of blubber there upon the table following every struggle. Her constraints hold fast, keeping her pearshaped frame anchored in place even with how vigorously she squirms and tugs at her binds there alone in the darkness. Not at all enjoying this rude,demeaning joke one bit, she's left to impulsively shout out "H-Hey, just what exactly is going on he-MMMMPFPFFF--?!!? "
>A single palm shoots out from the shadows,clasping itself tightly over her lips, as her gaze then trails upwards to make out the individual. It is at this moment that Connie shoots the disrespectful , mischievous gem a look so fierce and intimidating, that it quickly has her muscles tensed.With voice coming out smooth, yet obviously hinting at an overwhelming amount of anger present, she addresses her guest:
>"So..let me get this straight .You're the one who made Steven pass out by sitting on them, is that right?"
>Fatpis gulps
>With a slow, week nod as to confirm that she committed the vile act, a visible twitch across Connie's expression has the Lazuli's mouth bone dry. Smoothly withdrawing her palm, a single,pathetic-sounding whimper sneaks itself out from the nervous gem's lips as she watches her captor stride around her sizable frame..tapping a tennis racket nonchalantly against her palm.







>Choking out an "Oh no.."and with a rush of fear flooding her psyche when her gaze drifts to this unnatural object held by her captor , Fatpis attempts to weasel her way out of it, stammering and with eyes wide open," Wait..wait hold on!! I can explain, see, t-they tried to capture me,  and I had to-"
>*TTHHWACK*
>With a resounding appliance of a backhand swing to that oversized target, Connie lands a fierce yet swift spank against the dead-center of the gem's buxom behind ,stunning them  and leaving a visible mark upon the surface of that insurmountable butt.  Fatpis' voice leaves her as she lurches forward, eyes rolled back, mouth agape, and with jolts of pleasurepain wracking her senses as her aching posterior sorely trembles for an extensive after such a sudden, forceful blow. Her asscheeks go through a flux of repeatedly tensing up and relaxing, appearing as though they were practically slapping against one another at her sweaty, curvaceous crack. Ripples continue to spread all over her padded ass as Connie steps back to restrain herself,gritting her teeth and tightening her grip on her racket as she corrects them
>"Steven didn't *try* anything...YOU were the one who..who....."
>"..s...sat on them?" she weakly voices, looking over her shoulder with a slightest hint of a defiant sneer
>*THWWIP*
>A quick swing of the paddle to her ass once more shuts them up right away,as Connie taps into her own raw anger when it comes to pummeling that tremendous set of ripe buttcheeks. Dark, navyblue blush appears at Fatpis' cheeks as she bites her bottom lip,body rocking back and forth as a  rapid series of harsh spanks now begin to rain down upon her ass, each one feeling better than the last;with the sounds of her cushiony mounds being compressed so very firmly starting to strangely get her off. This however, only infuriates Connie once she steps back to take a breather,  already feeling exhausted as she finds her adversary to be more durable than she thought..




>Reverberating and trembling, Fatpis' ascheeks twitch like mad as the sore expanse continues to ache.Hot wisps of steam rise from her ass, buttocks even distorting the air with their heat.As Connie hoarsely struggles to catch her breath, a snicker reaches her ears, flushing her cheeks with a crimson hue as she faces her captive.
>"nng..Is..that all you got?~ "  Fatpis barely manages to get out,mouth speckled in drool as she beams an ahegao look at her humiliated foe.
>Her pride is fleeting , as this only sends Connie into a blind fury when it comes to punishing someone who rightly deserves it. Tossing the racket to the side,she shouts "OH YEAH? Then hows THIS feel? "
>as she takes one palm
>balls it up
>And spears it right up that blue gem's tenderized ass.
 >"NNGH-NNOO!" rips its way past Fatpis' lips as Connie fists her, knuckles slipping easily past her dilating asshole and brutally grinding against the rim. Connie doesn't hold back either,vying to prove she has what it takes to properly hold her own against such an unkempt gem.Inch after inch,she delves deeper, briefly mind-breaking the Lazuli in the process of stuffing them out to the very brim. A chorus of moans soon pile out from their spittle-slathered lips, cunt gushing a stream of nectar as her clit throbs.Thanks to their haughty bravado from earlier, Connie acts rashly and without thinking,slid all the way up to her forearm and with no intention of stopping. Unexpectedly, Connie ends up pushing so hard that her entire arm up to her shoulder *SSCHCHRP*'s into that ass, bottoming out and forming a bulge at their midsection.
>At this point, 2 things occur 1)Fatpis achieves an orgasm so potent it sprays Connie straight in the face with fluid, and 2) Fatpis *POOFS* quickly afterwards, their gem dropping onto the ground and rendering Connie a smidge ashamed under the realization that she might've gotten carried away..what with her arm still dripping from being shoved up a gem's ass and all..