Forgotten Goth Rider Your Own Shrinkray Adventure chapter 7 by Marak077

You're tossed around inside her cleavage as your is head spinning. You hear her laugh, amused by your predicament. Her boobs continue to bounce and sway with her every movement. You're thrown around like a ragdoll, your body slamming against her warm skin. It's a dizzying, disorienting experience, but also strangely exhilarating. Being so powerless, so at the mercy of this goth beauty and her ample bosom, is almost thrilling.  

As Hallie walks, she teeters on herself, her breasts swaying and jostling with each step. You're attacked from all angles, your tiny form battered and bruised by her relentless bouncing tits. They threaten to crush you at any moment, the weight and pressure of them immense.

Just when you think it can't get any worse, Hallie sits down, her breasts compressing around you. You're sealed in tight, completely trapped between her huge tits. The air is thick and musky, filled with her sweat and the scent of her perfume. You gasp for air, dizzy and disoriented, begging to be let out.

But she seems to have already forgotten about you, her attention on her phone. You fear she's already forgotten about the tiny person between her chest.