Jaz's Big Booty
Cheating Death
chapter 26
by
copier
· original author:
spiralwriter
"I bet you're gonna enjoy this, Luke..."Jaz whispered almost seductively, and the three of you couldn't help but snicker simultaneously. Even with Jaz and Whitney as towering goddesses overhead, you still couldn't take them seriously. They were still your friends despite the vast size difference, and obviously they thought the same, being so gentle with you thus far. Walking over to her bed with a few light booms of footsteps, she laid down flat on her stomach, resting her upper torso on her elbows, the hand holding you close to her gargantuan face."Ready, Luke?"She asked with a playful wink, but to you it seemed a bit ominous. You knew the choices she had said earlier, but it seemed she just might go with the latter. Or, an entirely different one at that. Jaz was a very random girl, one to change her emotions on the fly.
"I...guess so."You reply through a shouting voice and cupped hands.
"Alright..."
She reached over her back and tilted her hand, causing you to slide helplessly down the wall of brown known as her palm. You tried to grab onto a line or crack in the skin, but gravity had another plan in mind as you plummeted faster and faster downwards. Looking down, your landing zone was in sight, two massive mountains clad in tight jean fabric, Jaz's butt. As you descended faster and faster, you couldn't help but wonder if you would die again. The thought half terrified, half aroused you. Shrinking ever smaller on Jaz's perfect posterior didn't sound too bad of a proposal. You didn't have much more time to think as you slammed painfully into her right butt cheek. As you slowly scraped yourself back up to your feet, no sense of shrinking or the world around you growing, so you would remain this size for now. If only your ribs didn't feel like they were going to explode and those dots at the edge of your vision would go away.
"Hey Whitney!"Jaz called over to her friend who had quietly seated herself at the opposite side of the room."Come check if shorty over here landed on my butt safely, wouldn't want Lu hurt."
"Oh, okay..."
The next thing you knew, the shadow of Whitney's face overhead was staring at you."Yeah, he's on your butt...looks kinda cute too."
"What? Him or my butt?"
The shy girl blushed."Erm...both...I mean, him..."
"Thanks Whit!"Jaz chuckled, in reply Whitney went back to the other side of the room and fiddling with her fingers in embarrassment.
"Alright, shorty,"Jaz clenched her glute muscles, creating a shifting landscape and earthquakes that nearly sent you spiraling through the empty space between the jean fabrics and into the soft coco brown skin below."Now that we've established that you're safe and all, let's get down to business. I want you...worshipping me like you did Whitney."
Worshipping? A rather odd word coming from her. You didn't really think anything of it, just doing a favor of a friend who asked. But now that you thought about it, your asks could be deemed in the 'worshipper' category. You were cleaning her toes, as if you were a tiny, tiny slave to a mighty and powerful goddess. Half of it was true, but you shook away the goddess part. They were human beings just like you. Only...a bit bigger.
"And don't skip out on the tough parts! I want the full deal. Massaging, exploring, hell, kissing or licking if you want."She chuckled as she jiggled her ass a little from side to side, threatening to send you flying off. You barely held on at the last moment."Isn't that a little too...y'know...extreme?!"You called out, but no reply. Your words didn't even reach her ears. For to properly hear you, you supposed you would have to be standing in her ear canal and shouting at the top of your lungs. Truly this new micro size was a life to become heavily adjusted to.
With a sigh, you knelt down and peered into the darkness below, Jaz's soft skin seeming about an inch and a half away from the fabric, but to you, a pretty dangerous drop. With a gulp, you took the plunge, and in a matter of seconds, fell face first into a pore on her butt cheek. The impact barely registered to you as the land now was so soft and smooth, it took the danger right out of the fall. Pulling yourself up, you looked around, dim light filtering in through the fabric above, Jaz's butt a brown wasteland stretching in all directions. Far off in the distance, you could make out the drop between her cheeks, and even further, a blur of what you guessed was her left one. Kneeling down, you touched the ground and felt almost a twinge of your boxers tightening. This was a pretty sweet, if not perverted, situation. So close to your friend's butt, and she was okay with it!
"Alright Jaz..."You mumbled to yourself."Let's see if I can do this..."
"I...guess so."You reply through a shouting voice and cupped hands.
"Alright..."
She reached over her back and tilted her hand, causing you to slide helplessly down the wall of brown known as her palm. You tried to grab onto a line or crack in the skin, but gravity had another plan in mind as you plummeted faster and faster downwards. Looking down, your landing zone was in sight, two massive mountains clad in tight jean fabric, Jaz's butt. As you descended faster and faster, you couldn't help but wonder if you would die again. The thought half terrified, half aroused you. Shrinking ever smaller on Jaz's perfect posterior didn't sound too bad of a proposal. You didn't have much more time to think as you slammed painfully into her right butt cheek. As you slowly scraped yourself back up to your feet, no sense of shrinking or the world around you growing, so you would remain this size for now. If only your ribs didn't feel like they were going to explode and those dots at the edge of your vision would go away.
"Hey Whitney!"Jaz called over to her friend who had quietly seated herself at the opposite side of the room."Come check if shorty over here landed on my butt safely, wouldn't want Lu hurt."
"Oh, okay..."
The next thing you knew, the shadow of Whitney's face overhead was staring at you."Yeah, he's on your butt...looks kinda cute too."
"What? Him or my butt?"
The shy girl blushed."Erm...both...I mean, him..."
"Thanks Whit!"Jaz chuckled, in reply Whitney went back to the other side of the room and fiddling with her fingers in embarrassment.
"Alright, shorty,"Jaz clenched her glute muscles, creating a shifting landscape and earthquakes that nearly sent you spiraling through the empty space between the jean fabrics and into the soft coco brown skin below."Now that we've established that you're safe and all, let's get down to business. I want you...worshipping me like you did Whitney."
Worshipping? A rather odd word coming from her. You didn't really think anything of it, just doing a favor of a friend who asked. But now that you thought about it, your asks could be deemed in the 'worshipper' category. You were cleaning her toes, as if you were a tiny, tiny slave to a mighty and powerful goddess. Half of it was true, but you shook away the goddess part. They were human beings just like you. Only...a bit bigger.
"And don't skip out on the tough parts! I want the full deal. Massaging, exploring, hell, kissing or licking if you want."She chuckled as she jiggled her ass a little from side to side, threatening to send you flying off. You barely held on at the last moment."Isn't that a little too...y'know...extreme?!"You called out, but no reply. Your words didn't even reach her ears. For to properly hear you, you supposed you would have to be standing in her ear canal and shouting at the top of your lungs. Truly this new micro size was a life to become heavily adjusted to.
With a sigh, you knelt down and peered into the darkness below, Jaz's soft skin seeming about an inch and a half away from the fabric, but to you, a pretty dangerous drop. With a gulp, you took the plunge, and in a matter of seconds, fell face first into a pore on her butt cheek. The impact barely registered to you as the land now was so soft and smooth, it took the danger right out of the fall. Pulling yourself up, you looked around, dim light filtering in through the fabric above, Jaz's butt a brown wasteland stretching in all directions. Far off in the distance, you could make out the drop between her cheeks, and even further, a blur of what you guessed was her left one. Kneeling down, you touched the ground and felt almost a twinge of your boxers tightening. This was a pretty sweet, if not perverted, situation. So close to your friend's butt, and she was okay with it!
"Alright Jaz..."You mumbled to yourself."Let's see if I can do this..."
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March 13, 2025
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