Using Amy’s Laptop
A Shrunken College Student
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
dogma12
The allure of using a laptop was just too strong. You felt a bit bad using it without her permission, but she’d understand, right?
Slowly walking over, you climb onto the bottom half of it. Looking at the screen from here, it was almost like being in a massive cinema. Thankfully she didn’t have anything weird open, with the only page being Google. Though actually searching things might be a bit tough. Walking over to one of the keys, you try stepping on it. As you expected, you weren’t heavy enough to register a key input. However, if you jumped or pushed down, it would. With this new info, you attempt to search for something easy.
“MU”
Pressing enter, you excitedly watched as the search results for your university popped up. Thankfully her laptop was touchscreen, and you could (slowly) scroll up and down the page using your hands. Strangely enough, one of the pages that came up was for tiny activism. Putting your hands on the link, the website opened up. You couldn’t really make out the smaller text, but you noticed a member list with only Amy listed on it. Seeing this made you feel a bit bad, but you suppose it makes sense considering tinies probably couldn’t (or wouldn’t) join. Then, you suddenly heard the door open. Amy was back!
Rushing to close the page, you run over to the touchpad as the touchscreen isn’t fast enough. You hear her footsteps get louder as you hear a yawn. Try as you might, the touchpad wouldn’t register your inputs. You sigh, and turn around to explain yourself to Amy. However, instead of Amy, you were greeted by a massive breast coming down on you. Your body was pinned to the desk as her soft breast flattened your body.
“What a class! I didn’t think we’d learn how to cook oatmeal from scratch today. I thought me and the tiny I got partnered with did a pretty good job making it, but he disappeared while I was taste testing the oatmeal…”
It was a bit difficult to make out what she was saying under all this boob flesh, but from what you could tell, the tiny she was with might have gotten a bit too close to the oatmeal…
You shuddered to imagine what they were going through, making you a bit more glad at your current situation.
“Huh? Why’s my laptop on this site?”
She leaned forward as she squinted at the page, further squishing you under the weight of her chest. You couldn’t escape even if you wanted to, as it was like trying to push against a bus.
“Oh right, I should update the member list to have Tom!”
She scanned her desk, looking for any sight of you.
“Wait, where is Tom?”
Seizing this chance, you push with all your might against her breast. It barely moves, but you hope it’s enough for her to notice.
“Maybe he’s sleeping in his little cube?”
She stood up, finally releasing you from your soft prison. Her massive chest still loomed over you as she peeked at your dorm room.
“Wait, Amy, down here!”
“Oh, there you are, Tom! Hehe, almost didn’t see you!”
Well, she didn’t see you, but at least she noticed now.
“Haha, yeah…”
“I was just about to add you to my member list! I’m so glad I’ll finally have a second member!”
She sat back down, her chest landing with a thud on the desk. This time you were far back enough that it just missed you, but the sheer impact still shook you enough to knock you down. You couldn’t even see Amy’s face past her massive chest. She seemed preoccupied with typing at the moment, so even if she did land on you she probably wouldn’t have noticed. Looks like getting her used to your presence would take a while, huh?
Though while you were here, you might as well take the chance to move.
Slowly walking over, you climb onto the bottom half of it. Looking at the screen from here, it was almost like being in a massive cinema. Thankfully she didn’t have anything weird open, with the only page being Google. Though actually searching things might be a bit tough. Walking over to one of the keys, you try stepping on it. As you expected, you weren’t heavy enough to register a key input. However, if you jumped or pushed down, it would. With this new info, you attempt to search for something easy.
“MU”
Pressing enter, you excitedly watched as the search results for your university popped up. Thankfully her laptop was touchscreen, and you could (slowly) scroll up and down the page using your hands. Strangely enough, one of the pages that came up was for tiny activism. Putting your hands on the link, the website opened up. You couldn’t really make out the smaller text, but you noticed a member list with only Amy listed on it. Seeing this made you feel a bit bad, but you suppose it makes sense considering tinies probably couldn’t (or wouldn’t) join. Then, you suddenly heard the door open. Amy was back!
Rushing to close the page, you run over to the touchpad as the touchscreen isn’t fast enough. You hear her footsteps get louder as you hear a yawn. Try as you might, the touchpad wouldn’t register your inputs. You sigh, and turn around to explain yourself to Amy. However, instead of Amy, you were greeted by a massive breast coming down on you. Your body was pinned to the desk as her soft breast flattened your body.
“What a class! I didn’t think we’d learn how to cook oatmeal from scratch today. I thought me and the tiny I got partnered with did a pretty good job making it, but he disappeared while I was taste testing the oatmeal…”
It was a bit difficult to make out what she was saying under all this boob flesh, but from what you could tell, the tiny she was with might have gotten a bit too close to the oatmeal…
You shuddered to imagine what they were going through, making you a bit more glad at your current situation.
“Huh? Why’s my laptop on this site?”
She leaned forward as she squinted at the page, further squishing you under the weight of her chest. You couldn’t escape even if you wanted to, as it was like trying to push against a bus.
“Oh right, I should update the member list to have Tom!”
She scanned her desk, looking for any sight of you.
“Wait, where is Tom?”
Seizing this chance, you push with all your might against her breast. It barely moves, but you hope it’s enough for her to notice.
“Maybe he’s sleeping in his little cube?”
She stood up, finally releasing you from your soft prison. Her massive chest still loomed over you as she peeked at your dorm room.
“Wait, Amy, down here!”
“Oh, there you are, Tom! Hehe, almost didn’t see you!”
Well, she didn’t see you, but at least she noticed now.
“Haha, yeah…”
“I was just about to add you to my member list! I’m so glad I’ll finally have a second member!”
She sat back down, her chest landing with a thud on the desk. This time you were far back enough that it just missed you, but the sheer impact still shook you enough to knock you down. You couldn’t even see Amy’s face past her massive chest. She seemed preoccupied with typing at the moment, so even if she did land on you she probably wouldn’t have noticed. Looks like getting her used to your presence would take a while, huh?
Though while you were here, you might as well take the chance to move.
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March 28, 2025
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