Do more things to them with our sexy asses
A Shrunken College Student
chapter 9
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copier
· original author:
arotter88
"Hmm I think we should keep going! They haven't had enough punishment yet." Chelsea said, clearly more determined to impress Heather than to be considerate of her friend.
"Wanna swap? I wanna give that one a try." asked Heather
"Oooh yes." replied Chelsea
You could just about hear this exchange from underneath Heather's rump. Chelsea?? What are you doing?? you thought.
Heather sat up, leaving you stuck to the chair with a feeling of relief as the weight was taken off of you. You started to try to stretch your arms and neck out after being crushed. Heather looked down at your squished form and chuckled to herself.
"Aww he's so cute down there ... I could just keep him!" Heather exclaimed.
In her mind, Chelsea became worried. You were her friend, and as much as she wanted to stay on Heather's good side, she knew you'd never forgive her for letting you get taken away for Heather's discipline. She stood up, giving Jackson a bit of a break from being under her yoga pants.
"Oh my god, okay I'm sorry, both of you, I was wrong, please just let me go, I can't breathe down there and it hurts-" Jackson was cut off by Heather plopping herself down on the seat, resuming his punishment.
"Oh what was that? Sorry speak up, I can't hear you from up here." she giggled.
Chelsea looked down at you with an apologetic face. I'll never hear the end of this, she thought to herself. He's gonna be really upset.
"Wait Chelsea, no no no!" you yelled in vain as she turned and her butt in yoga pants came down on you. You were immediately crushed back into the chair again, with the entire weight on Chelsea's body on top of you. Her butt was slightly less boney than Heather's, but it was more than enough to make you feel suffocated and crushed.
"Dance with me Chelsea!" said Heather
They both began shifting in the seats, side to side in a little dance on top of both of you.
"What should we do next?" Chelsea asked.
"Hmm..." said Heather
"Wanna swap? I wanna give that one a try." asked Heather
"Oooh yes." replied Chelsea
You could just about hear this exchange from underneath Heather's rump. Chelsea?? What are you doing?? you thought.
Heather sat up, leaving you stuck to the chair with a feeling of relief as the weight was taken off of you. You started to try to stretch your arms and neck out after being crushed. Heather looked down at your squished form and chuckled to herself.
"Aww he's so cute down there ... I could just keep him!" Heather exclaimed.
In her mind, Chelsea became worried. You were her friend, and as much as she wanted to stay on Heather's good side, she knew you'd never forgive her for letting you get taken away for Heather's discipline. She stood up, giving Jackson a bit of a break from being under her yoga pants.
"Oh my god, okay I'm sorry, both of you, I was wrong, please just let me go, I can't breathe down there and it hurts-" Jackson was cut off by Heather plopping herself down on the seat, resuming his punishment.
"Oh what was that? Sorry speak up, I can't hear you from up here." she giggled.
Chelsea looked down at you with an apologetic face. I'll never hear the end of this, she thought to herself. He's gonna be really upset.
"Wait Chelsea, no no no!" you yelled in vain as she turned and her butt in yoga pants came down on you. You were immediately crushed back into the chair again, with the entire weight on Chelsea's body on top of you. Her butt was slightly less boney than Heather's, but it was more than enough to make you feel suffocated and crushed.
"Dance with me Chelsea!" said Heather
They both began shifting in the seats, side to side in a little dance on top of both of you.
"What should we do next?" Chelsea asked.
"Hmm..." said Heather
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March 28, 2025
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