Tobias could hardly believe his ears. Was she really about to save him??? He’d started to think that he’d never escape Vivienne’s prison of ass! As far as he could tell, the young witch’s carefully concealed sense of honor was the only thing preventing her from condemning him to spending the rest of his life as a living smudge on the smooth inner-surface of her fatty buttocks.

Frankly, Tobias considered it a small miracle that he hadn’t already been abandoned by the gigantic witch, considering how easily she could simply leave him crammed less than an inch away from her puckering sphincter before forgetting the whole ordeal and calling it a day. It’s not like practitioners of the dark arts were known for their trustworthy morals… And yet, she’d even gone to the trouble of fixing up his flattened armor!? Such unexpected generosity might have been suspicious to one more cynical, but Tobias was much too exhausted to question his own luck or Vee’s motives. If the massive villainess truly was going to keep her word, well, he certainly wasn’t in a position to complain! Not when his current “position” was the entire reason for his suffering…

“Alright little knight,” Vee piped cheerfully, “I’m gonna try something. Get ready.” Ready for what!?

Suddenly Tobias was gripped by the same magical force that had been floating him around earlier. But rather than coming free, his body was merely jiggled one way, then the other. After several seconds of being telekinetically pushed and pulled in various directions, he was still stuck exactly where he started, the only difference being that now he was hopelessly dizzy. And, he realized, quite aroused. It’s not like he could ignore how soft Vee’s skin was, with his entire body being rubbed directly against it. Thankfully Vee didn’t seem to notice the bulge that was rising between his legs and pressing firmly into her.

Instead, Vee frowned at her rescue’s lack of success. “Wow, you’ve really gotten yourself mashed in there, huh? Maybe if I just use a teensy bit more magic, I can just…” With an impatient twirl of a finger, Vee made another attempt to magically shift Tobias. But her stubborn endeavor—no matter how selfless—only caused the tiny man to slide sideways a fraction of an inch… which might have been a success, except he slid directly towards the glistening opening of her pink anus, until his face was just barely touching. The tiny man immediately began to squirm and scream, not at all pleased with his unfortunate change in scenery, though he was still unable to separate himself.

Vee simply furrowed her brow in disappointment, “Huh. How did that happen???” Unable to comprehend how her magic could have been insufficient, Vee wriggled her ass, pointlessly shaking her poor little passenger back and forth while she tried to figure out what went wrong.

When Tobias squirmed and cried out irritably, Vee decided someone had to take the blame, “Look, it’s not easy using magic on someone that small! It’s hardly my fault you’re too tiny to target with my spells!” She reconsidered, and tried to gloss over the fact that her wayward magic was solely responsible for shrinking the little knight in the first place, “Well, okay, no, I take that back. It’s sorta my fault. But still, all your complaining isn’t helping!” Fortunately, it was pretty easy to pin the blame on someone when they had their face half-buried in her asshole, preventing them from arguing back.

Yet a tiny voice, nearly inaudible, stubbornly insisted, “Just use your hands then!!!”

“What, you mean to rescue you?” That infuriating smugness returned to Vee’s tone, as if she were explaining something extremely obvious to an imbecile, “First off, a good witch uses magic for everything.” She demonstrated by lifting one finger and causing several items to levitate and swirl about the room, before realizing her only witness couldn’t even see from the depths of her own butt crack. She carefully set the objects down, frowning at the magical effort that had gone to waste. “Second, you’re basically molded into my skin at this point. I don’t think I’d ever be able to get you out purely by hand. And third…” A hint of amusement entered Vee’s voice, “Honestly, I just don’t want my finger to smell like my butt, that’s all. I’m sure you understand!”

Tobias understood the sentiment all too well, in fact, but Vee chose that moment to lean her weight onto the other foot, thoughtlessly shifting her two enormous butt cheeks and compressing his torso until his lungs could barely function.

It was unclear whether Vee even realized just how badly her poor little captive had suffered from her tiny movement, because she was quick to fill the silence with more self-indulgent praise of her own abilities, “And you can’t rush this magic stuff, even for a witch as talented as me! I mean, can you imagine what might happen if I used the wrong spell??? You could get pushed in even further, or you might get stuck in place, maybe even permanently.”

Tobias couldn’t actually respond, of course. He could only twitch irritably while every part of his compacted body ached for the tiniest bit of freedom and fresh air. And speaking wasn’t any easier while his face remained wedged into the gigantic girl’s hot, sweating orifice... The last thing he needed to do right now was offend the only person who could actually help him. Plus she had a point: Being permanently trapped like this would be a nightmare beyond imagination. If only she’d stop blabbing and arguing with him over every little thing!!!

Vee shrugged casually, “Not that I’d mind the new arrangement. I could make you my little familiar, and use you to store extra mana for me, or something. Then whenever I ran out I could just sit down to squeeeeeeeze a little extra out of you!” Vee giggled evilly at the thought. For his own sake, Tobias prayed she was joking.

The huge witch continued thinking aloud, “Ugh, but you’d probably be so itchy. Plus I did promise I wouldn’t do that… damnit.” After a moment of contemplation Vee realized she was daydreaming, and looked back over her shoulder, “Hey, you still listening? You didn’t pass out or anything, did you?”

Mmf!

“Okay, just checking. Now where was I… Oh right! So actually most of my magic is for, y’know, curses and stuff rather than helping people. I could easily fix you in place like glue, or turn you into a statue so you can’t move anymore, but obviously that stuff wouldn’t be too helpful. At least not for you…” Vee paused, “Although it would help me think better if I didn’t have you squirming around and stuff. And you wouldn’t mind, right? It’s not like I could possibly forget you a second time!”
Tobias made a disagreeable little noise. The only comfort he had left was the ability to twitch minutely, in order to wipe the ass sweat from his eyes and to keep himself from cramping every time Vee’s incredibly soft bulk contorted his body into some new and unpleasant shape. If he lost the capacity to manage even that, he’d be in pure hell.

Thankfully, Vee listened, “Okay okay. We’ll call that Plan B. Let’s see, what else… I dunno, I can’t think of much that wouldn’t just make everything a thousand times worse for you.”

If Tobias could open his mouth without immediately suffocating under a tidal wave of bare booty he’d have screamed at the top of his lungs, “JUST TELEPORT ME FOR GOD’S SAKES!” But the best he could do was hold his breath and pray, on the off-chance that Vee would read his mind and remember the obvious solution that had been right under her nose all this time.

Vee considered her options at a painstakingly slow pace, “Hmmm… what to do, what to do.” Tobias couldn’t tell if she was deliberately tormenting him with her indecisiveness at this point, or just genuinely didn’t care how long he spent flattened to her fat ass.

The huge girl blew air out of her mouth, “If only there was some way I could just snap my fingers and make you reappear, like a summoning spell or-” Vee suddenly paused mid-sentence, and let out a snort. “Oh, right. Almost forgot about that.” She chuckled loudly to herself, evidently amused by her careless mistake that had unwittingly drawn out Tobias’s torment. “You won’t believe what happened, tiny, but this whole time I could have just used that spell that always makes you appear, and summoned you right out of there. Isn’t that funny!?”

Oh, absolutely hysterical, a real knee-slapper. Tobias could not have been less amused. The longer Vee delayed, the longer he spent with his face fused to the jiggling skin of her ass crack, forced to breathe in humid, sweaty air. Couldn’t she just hurry up and get this over with!?

“Alright, enough joking around. Are you ready?” Smiling confidently, Vee got into position by shifting her feet and releasing her buttocks so she could raise her hands high in the air to gather her power. There was a faint and meaty *slap!* as Vee’s hefty butt cheeks slammed together, but she didn’t hear the eager reply she’d expected… what gives?

“Hey, paladin, are you ready or what?” Vee glanced impatiently over her shoulder, before she realized why she wasn’t getting a response. The poor knight, left right where she had casually left him, had been unable to escape before her two buttocks slammed together like the pages of a huge closing book. He was squashed painfully flat, somewhere far out of sight. Oops. Vee grimaced, and quietly hoped that he wouldn’t be too upset over being forgotten for the tenth time in as many minutes. No doubt the little guy was suffocating for real this time, now that her buttocks were crushing him from all side like a big meaty vice. “Um, sorry! I’ll make this quick.”

Vee retook her casting stance, trying (and failing) to prevent her lower body from wobbling as she planted her feet apart. “Oh, one last thing.” An impatient buzzing came from between her half-bare buttocks, but she ignored it, “I can’t mess this up or there’s a small chance I’ll be shrunk too. If that happens you’ll shrink with me, until you’re basically the teeniest, tiniest speck of dust. So don’t distract me or we’re both screwed, kay???” More silence. Either Tobias was very bravely enduring in order to let her focus, or had passed out from lack of air. Vee winced at the thought, then pushed all doubt and worry from her mind, instead focusing wholly on her magical words.

“Here goes nothing! ~Idi quodi distim, proffer hoc minim Mal!~”

For a moment, nothing happened. Vee had started to worry when- *pop!* Tobias reappeared right in front of her face!

…

Tobias blinked in the bright, blinding light, and spluttered for fresh air. He’d had enough! He was going to give this imbecilic witch a piece of his mind!

Except when he looked up, Vee was not only surprised by his reappearance, but she seemed genuinely relieved to see him, as evidenced by her adoring grin, “Hey there! Guess my magic came in handy after all, huh?”

That smile made all the anger and resentment Tobias felt for being trapped earlier melt away. Instead of yelling he found himself smiling back with relief, “I can’t believe I’m out of there… Thank you.”

Vee smiled with undeniable pride, “Oh, it was nothing!” After a pause she added, “But you’re welcome. That was my first time, y’know, saving someone. It felt kinda… good, I guess?” The young witch blushed, glancing away as if her act of mercy were something to be embarrassed about. “Though I don’t think witches are supposed to do this kinda thing too often. I mean, what kind of villain gets famous for being nice???”

Tobias couldn’t help but find her expression adorable, and tried to reassure her gently, “Well, I won’t be forgetting you.” When Vee glanced over curiously, Tobias realized what he had said, and corrected hastily, “Y-your kindness, I mean.”

However, it seemed Vivienne wasn’t listening to him. Her eyes had wandered downwards, and now she was only staring, mouth agape, at his blatant erection. Evidently, the final teleportation had not included his clothes, leaving him completely naked as he floated in the air in front of the giant, beautiful woman. As far as he knew, his pants were still somewhere far up her buttcrack…

Tobias instinctively tried to bring his hands down to cover himself, but the magical force holding him aloft locked his arms uselessly at his side, locking him in an utterly undignified, boner-forward position. All he could do was hope his clumsy nemesis wouldn’t embarrass him further by taking advantage of his humiliating predicament.

Tobias stammered, “Wait, this- this isn’t what it-” Then he soared magically forward, right up to his captor’s beaming face. Well then, no way to hide it now. He was brought so close, in fact, that he could feel her warm breath wafting across him like a head-spinningly aromatic wind. For a moment he worried he might actually cum all over her nose or plush lips if she so much as breathed on him the right way. Was this the most embarrassing day of his life? Just maybe.

But Vee seemed wholly unconcerned with the risk of getting a miniature facial as she looked him up and down, “Y’know, you’re kinda kinky for a paladin.”

Vee leaned closer, gesturing between the sword on the shelf and his stiff crotch, “Let me guess, that one’s for fighting, but this one’s for fun?”

Some depraved part of Tobias’ brain told him to flirt back, and his mouth obeyed, “C-careful, it’s a greatsword. Very dangerous.” Don’t encourage her, you idiot!!! What would the holy order think!?

The enormous witch let out a giggle that was syrupy sweet to Tobias’ ears, “Ooh, kinky and cheeky!” Tobias felt a swell of pride; he’d actually made her laugh!

Then her demeanor became more determined, “No, no more disruptions! This magic stuff is tricky enough without you constantly distracting me.”

Distracting her!? It wasn’t his fault he was naked! And it’s not like Tobias could actually do anything while he was held captive by her magical bonds! As if on cue, Vee released the spell holding him aloft, and he tumbled out of the air. It was only now that Tobias realized he still couldn’t do anything, now that he’d entered freefall. He spun his arms for a moment, before one protruding nipple rose to meet him, becoming a big soft obstacle that he couldn’t avoid. *boink!* Tobias collided crotch-first with the fleshy nub, only to bounce harmlessly away, now more frustrated than ever. He fell past her two partially-covered breasts—was that the little cleric still trapped underneath her impossibly tight clothing!?—and her scantily clad crotch. Next stop, splatting against the floor.

“Whoops, sorry about that!” Tobias suddenly halted in mid-air as Vee caught him with her magic, suspending him at about crotch-height. “I lost concentration for a second there, didn’t mean to drop you, heh.” Right, you sound so apologetic about it, too.

Tobias was still recovering from that dizzying fall, but even so he was disappointed to find himself once again far, far below his gigantic tormentor’s gaze, since she’d left him hovering in the open air right before her thinly-covered sex. Clearly, his hopes of satisfaction had all but vanished, and now all he could do was gaze over at her while his body ached with desirous thoughts.

Despite his dissatisfaction, Vee addressed him with utter calmness, “Alright, before I can figure out a solution to our little problem I have to find my spellbook and read up on some stuff. In the meantime just sit tight and try not to get in the way, alright?”

Then he was flung sideways, orbiting at hip-level around Vee’s enormous lower body until he stopped directly behind one impossibly large ass cheek. Tobias blinked, trying and failing to look away from the great round ass that had already put him through so much discomfort, and now tormented him with its presence. He was positioned so close that he had to crane his neck just to see around the curvature of the fleshy mass in front of him, and if he looked downwards he could see the individual fibers of Vee’s leggings, which squeezed her body so tightly that her thighs were noticeably bulging from the top. Despite his attempts to stay focused, he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to give her just the slightest pinch… her thighs probably felt like the softest things in the entire world. 

Tobias stared hungrily; If he’d been proper size he would have been in a prime position to bend her over a table and thrust into her from behind, alleviating his growing urges, but instead she’d frozen him right where he could do nothing but stare in impotent awe. Was this her idea of a cruel prank, or was she just that careless???

“There. If I left you on the floor I’d probably have to stop just to peel you off my foot every five minutes, so I’ll leave you floating there, how’s that sound?” Vee chuckled a little too cheerfully, “You can still stare all you want, just don’t get any ideas back there, alright? I can’t have my little pet paladin distracting me while I work!”

Whatever gratitude Tobias felt earlier was quickly giving way to annoyance, now that Vee was once again treating him like a harmless little toy rather than a full grown man. Hoping to reassert himself, Tobias called up as confidently as he could manage, “Distracting you? Pet!? Now wait a damn minute, you evil seductress! I demand to be released this instant!”

But Vee only rolled her eyes in amusement, “It’s cute when you get all feisty. But if you insist, I’ll find somewhere else to keep you… Ooh, I know!” With one small flick of a finger, Vee stretched one stocking out until she’d created a little Tobias-sized opening. “There! My own little paladin pocket, heh! Ready?” Ready? Ready for what??? Oh no…

“W-wait, I’ll be crushed!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m gonna spin you around so you don’t get another faceful of butt!”

Once again Tobias was moved against his will, as he began to rotate in place. He turned all the way around… then continued to drift awkwardly until he’d done a full spin and ended up right back where he started, facing Vivienne’s huge rear end instead of facing away.

The gigantic witch, however, didn’t seem to realize her mistake, and gestured with one finger to begin pulling Tobias closer. Not just closer, but downwards too… underneath the plump curvature of her buttock and right behind the crease of her fat ass. One by one his feet, legs, and hips slid underneath her tight leggings, inserting him into the narrow gap in clothing. He squirmed, making a desperate attempt to prevent himself from being crammed down under yet another layer of imprisonment, but well… it didn’t matter. Without lifting a finger Vee had casually stuffed him up to his shoulders into her tight stockings, sealing his aching cock and balls directly up against her warm thigh. How could she not realize he was facing the wrong way!?

Tobias tried again, “Unhand me this instant!”

But Vee was barely listening, and as she casually slotted him into the pocket she’d created Tobias was pitched into shadow as her backside loomed up and over him like a great tidal wave about to capsize a defenseless fishing vessel. And her skintight stockings still threatened to come crashing into him from behind any second now… With his arms frozen stiff, he wouldn’t even have a chance to brace for impact. Knowing he would have no way of getting her attention once she released the stocking, the brave knight’s previously confident facade shattered, “W-WAIT, PLEASE!!! DON’T-”

*PLAP!*

Vee released her stocking, which snapped forward and plowed Tobias face- and boner-first into the surface of her doughy ass and thigh. Under the added pressure, he instantly sank into the mass of flesh like a warm wall of jello. Vee was nice enough to release the magical force that had held Tobias in place up until now, but it was an empty gesture since now her clothing had trapped him in position, and all he could do was rub his tiny hands across her warm, smooth skin, achieving nothing more than gently fondling her backside.

As he wobbled pathetically in place, Tobias fumed quietly to himself; Hello Vee’s ass, my old nemesis…

But Vee was cheerful as ever, “There! Is that better? It’s not too tight, is it?” When Tobias failed to respond, Vee glanced over her shoulder and rocked her hips, causing him to jiggle yet again. “Hey, can you hear me back there?”

Vee listened for any more complaints, assuming her “pet paladin” was secure but free to speak, and was pleased when she merely felt a noiseless tickle against her backside. Presumably, that meant he was happy right where he was. “Okay good. Now try to behave yourself back there, alright? I need total concentration while I work!” Vee might have seen the irony in her statement, if only she’d realized that she had just finished sealing the tiny man’s genitals right up against her bare ass. She could feel something poking her, but it didn’t seem important to her at the moment. With a shrug, she said, “Now be patient while I find this book.”

Then, wrongly assuming Tobias was nice and comfy right where he was (rather than slowly suffocating against an ass a thousand times his size), Vee bent downwards to examine her bookshself’s lowest books. The pressure against Tobias increased rapidly as her stockings struggled to contain the entirety of her wide legs. Vee did actually contemplate this, but decided it was simply an amusing side-effect of his new prison, and didn’t bother to address it, let alone stand back up.

And just like that, Tobias had been committed to spending his time rubbing against his new arch-nemesis, face-to-ass, as she bent down to search her shelf for some stupid magical nonsense. Every time she shifted, he was smeared across her bare thigh, forced to let out a pathetic groan as his erection slid across her silky-smooth skin. If she was aware of the fact that every tiny movement she made was worsening his frustration considerably, she didn’t show it.