Separated from the Thong, and Katie
A Shrunken College Student
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
lilmonibb
Day after grueling day dragged on while you were kept nearly entirely in the dark, your existence stuck in the young mother's ass being one of never-ending torment only interrupted by the occasional bathroom break or shower. You had plenty of time to remark on how you ended up in this torturous position as hours of grinding into plush booty flesh slowly passed while Katie merely went about her day.
In exchange for getting returned to your mother, you agreed to pretend to be another June's boyfriend to help in impressing her mother. This all seemed perfectly reasonable at the time, until somehow you ended up servicing as the duos living sweat absorber while they competed at the campus gym. It was news to you when apparently Katie won, with you being the prize as you ended up needing to give her an intimate ass massage.
Seeing no way out of the precarious situation, with you being at the woman's mercy, you went ahead and started kneading her doughy cheeks; only for her to get a little too into it and shove you into her swampy crack! After much protest from your end, your cries for help lost on the soon slumbering Katie, the next thing you knew you heard her booming voice from above calling to June "I guess he just ran off" and "Guess I better get going!" as her pants were pulled up, cementing in you a feeling of pure dread and suffocation.
It was lost on you that Katie was fully aware of her little companion, wholly convinced you had hidden away after your great massage in attempt to sneak your way into her life and stay within her divine booty. Her sheer pride in her prestigious rear, along with June's teasing remarks on you being a serious booty-lover, drove her to be so kind as to go along with "your" plan and save you the trouble of needing to explain yourself and your kinky nature.
The entire fact that you hadn't said a word, or so much as wiggled for recognition only improved her resolve, under the impression that if things were too much for you, you'd simply ask to go home! Each passing day that you didn't ask just that only made Katie more enamored with you, not only because your relationship became seemingly more permanent(shaking off any lingering doubts), but also as she simply got more and more accustomed to having such a warm and useful panty companion.
Besides those painfully clear memories of how you got locked into this seemingly eternal fate, your day-to-day was mostly more of the same. That wasn't to say it ever got boring, or hell, even easier for that matter, as it was almost like your captor was determined to keep you 'engaged', constantly fidgeting, grinding, or worst of all exercising. The only stimulus you got besides booty pounding and the sickly scents of Katie's rear were the occasional mumbles you could make out of your wearer.
The only thing of interest was the occasional chat with June, of which your hopes would always soar before crashing down as mentions of you became less and less frequent, a fact that made you more desolate by the day. You suppose it was also worth noting Katie would occasionally mention some "boyfriend", especially right before a grueling session at the gym, which seemed strange to you considering you'd never hear of him besides that. Your senses would soon become bogged down by gallons of warm, disgusting sweat though, so you never had much time to ponder it further than that.
Katie, of course, was referring to you, ever eager to show off her forbidden relationship to her only confidant, her sister Jodie. She actually found herself attending the gym more and more lately just for that reason, only to laugh to herself as she realized you must be inadvertently loving it too. Honestly she hadn't expected things to last this long at first, somewhere deep down expecting a cry for mercy the second she felt her swamp ass pick up, and another when she hit you with a multitude of gas blasts, and yet you kept your steel resolve to stay hidden.
Honestly she was beyond flattered, from what June had told her you two had never gotten this kinky, and she quickly came to believe you must just love her and her perfect booty more than anyone else's. She was honestly developing quite the ego, a fact that unintentionally caused you only more misfortune as she began wearing the same spandex multiple times, or even skipping the occasional shower, all in the name of 'giving you more love'. You would've thrown up at just the thought but the reality was all the worse.
It was an average evening for Katie; after finishing up dinner with her beloved daughter Abby, it was finally time to give you some more direct attention as she could head out for another steamy yoga class. Purring at the very thought, she bent over to retrieve her spandex from the laundry, jutting out her bodacious booty in the process. As she swung it around, searching for just the right pair, you moaned internally, never getting used to the awful stretching her ass could put out of the clearly too-small thong.
It felt like your legs would rip off as your malleable form accommodated the woman's thick ass, almost wishing they would if it meant any kind of reprieve from this hell. As if luck was turning in your favor, you actually felt a teeny shearing sound as Katie bellowed out, "Ah, there's the one!" as she bent over even deeper.
Taking the thong over the edge, Katie felt and heard a dramatic *snap* as her tired thong gave out from under her. The weeks of non-stop abuse, intense intentional grinding, not to mention the rough tugs up around her hips to drive your pitiful body as deep as possible had finally done their damage. Katie bolted upright in surprise, the clap of her cheeks narrowly missing you as you fluttered to the floor in a pitiful splotch.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no..." Fighting back tears, Katie peered between her legs at the sad sight. What would happen to your whole relationship now?! She could already see you flushing red as weeks of intimate moments came to light, culminating in you asking if she would just take you back to school. Sure she could beg you to stay, but would things ever really be the same? Maybe you only loved the forbidden aspect of things! She had to find a way to overcome this obstacle in your relationship.
You saw Katie's pretty face looking down at you in horror. You'd seen her gaze at you before, which honestly weirded you out why she'd stare at her seemingly only damn thong, but you were almost accustomed to it by now. Internally cheering at this development anyways, she picked you up and set you on her bedside table. You stared up at the half-nude form of the brunette, still embarrassed at the sight after so much time strapped up close with those very hips.
Wondering just how things would go now, but only with thoughts of reforming on the mind, you watched as Katie bit her lip looking at you in worry. Waiting for her to just slide on another pair of panties, instead your blood became ice as you heard her murmur, "I'm sure I can find a needle and thread around here somewhere..." Visions of fibrous threads pinning you down into fabric for eternity flashed through your mind, and you attempted to scream out like never before. Anything but that...anything...
Just as you were becoming lost in a newfound level of despair, Katie's phone rang out. "Shit..." Katie muttered as she saw it was her sister, wondering where she was. "I guess...this can wait." Quickly pulling on her spandex without you, you swore you heard her whisper something as she trotted out the door, leaving you in total silence.
"Don't go anywhere..." Katie murmured to herself as she left, knowing full well you wouldn't. After a quick little yoga she'd come home with a fresh sheen of sweat for you to lap up. She got tingles at the thought, patting herself on the back for being such an indulgent owner. Wait...owner? She supposed that's what she was...you were basically hers for life. Hers to do whatever she wanted with. Another bout of chills ran down her as she planned to do just that as soon as she got home. Absence could only make the heart from fonder after all.
While you'd typically need a whole day to reform from torment like this, your complete urgency to do so as well as the perfect location of the rip in the thong proved advantageous in speeding things up. It only took about an hour for you to come to your standard inch tall, and more importantly, human shaped form. Just as you finished coming back to shape though, you heard the distant thumping of approaching steps.
The gorgeous sight of Katie burst through the door, a light shine across her supple skin as her eyes scanned the room in earnest before falling right towards you. You got the expected reaction as her jaw seemed to drop at the sight of you, only managing out a "Uhh, hi!" before her face was looming atop you.
"Oh my god...Thomas?" Katie's head was swirling, mostly in shock at why you'd gone and reformed instead of continuing to play coy and wait for her return. She was almost a bit offended. Deciding she'd give you a chance to play it off, she asked, "W-what are you doing here?"
Knowing you needed to play your cards right, and with weeks having thought of what you'd say, you took your chance and replied,
1) "I was trapped inside your thong for weeks!" Taking the honest route, Katie is bewildered you're exposing how you had snuck your way home with her. You were supposedly ashamed of your little infatuation with her booty. You must have really come to trust her to now be so open about your feelings! Before you can continue, Katie cuts you off saying how proud she is of you...
2) "Oh, well actually June sent me here to...visit? I kinda let myself in..." Katie raises an eyebrow at you, but you're both interrupted by a knock at the door that turns out to be...June? Awkward reunion, as June may piece together what happened, Katie attempts to keep you slyly, and you're caught in between by two girls who consider you their lover.
In exchange for getting returned to your mother, you agreed to pretend to be another June's boyfriend to help in impressing her mother. This all seemed perfectly reasonable at the time, until somehow you ended up servicing as the duos living sweat absorber while they competed at the campus gym. It was news to you when apparently Katie won, with you being the prize as you ended up needing to give her an intimate ass massage.
Seeing no way out of the precarious situation, with you being at the woman's mercy, you went ahead and started kneading her doughy cheeks; only for her to get a little too into it and shove you into her swampy crack! After much protest from your end, your cries for help lost on the soon slumbering Katie, the next thing you knew you heard her booming voice from above calling to June "I guess he just ran off" and "Guess I better get going!" as her pants were pulled up, cementing in you a feeling of pure dread and suffocation.
It was lost on you that Katie was fully aware of her little companion, wholly convinced you had hidden away after your great massage in attempt to sneak your way into her life and stay within her divine booty. Her sheer pride in her prestigious rear, along with June's teasing remarks on you being a serious booty-lover, drove her to be so kind as to go along with "your" plan and save you the trouble of needing to explain yourself and your kinky nature.
The entire fact that you hadn't said a word, or so much as wiggled for recognition only improved her resolve, under the impression that if things were too much for you, you'd simply ask to go home! Each passing day that you didn't ask just that only made Katie more enamored with you, not only because your relationship became seemingly more permanent(shaking off any lingering doubts), but also as she simply got more and more accustomed to having such a warm and useful panty companion.
Besides those painfully clear memories of how you got locked into this seemingly eternal fate, your day-to-day was mostly more of the same. That wasn't to say it ever got boring, or hell, even easier for that matter, as it was almost like your captor was determined to keep you 'engaged', constantly fidgeting, grinding, or worst of all exercising. The only stimulus you got besides booty pounding and the sickly scents of Katie's rear were the occasional mumbles you could make out of your wearer.
The only thing of interest was the occasional chat with June, of which your hopes would always soar before crashing down as mentions of you became less and less frequent, a fact that made you more desolate by the day. You suppose it was also worth noting Katie would occasionally mention some "boyfriend", especially right before a grueling session at the gym, which seemed strange to you considering you'd never hear of him besides that. Your senses would soon become bogged down by gallons of warm, disgusting sweat though, so you never had much time to ponder it further than that.
Katie, of course, was referring to you, ever eager to show off her forbidden relationship to her only confidant, her sister Jodie. She actually found herself attending the gym more and more lately just for that reason, only to laugh to herself as she realized you must be inadvertently loving it too. Honestly she hadn't expected things to last this long at first, somewhere deep down expecting a cry for mercy the second she felt her swamp ass pick up, and another when she hit you with a multitude of gas blasts, and yet you kept your steel resolve to stay hidden.
Honestly she was beyond flattered, from what June had told her you two had never gotten this kinky, and she quickly came to believe you must just love her and her perfect booty more than anyone else's. She was honestly developing quite the ego, a fact that unintentionally caused you only more misfortune as she began wearing the same spandex multiple times, or even skipping the occasional shower, all in the name of 'giving you more love'. You would've thrown up at just the thought but the reality was all the worse.
It was an average evening for Katie; after finishing up dinner with her beloved daughter Abby, it was finally time to give you some more direct attention as she could head out for another steamy yoga class. Purring at the very thought, she bent over to retrieve her spandex from the laundry, jutting out her bodacious booty in the process. As she swung it around, searching for just the right pair, you moaned internally, never getting used to the awful stretching her ass could put out of the clearly too-small thong.
It felt like your legs would rip off as your malleable form accommodated the woman's thick ass, almost wishing they would if it meant any kind of reprieve from this hell. As if luck was turning in your favor, you actually felt a teeny shearing sound as Katie bellowed out, "Ah, there's the one!" as she bent over even deeper.
Taking the thong over the edge, Katie felt and heard a dramatic *snap* as her tired thong gave out from under her. The weeks of non-stop abuse, intense intentional grinding, not to mention the rough tugs up around her hips to drive your pitiful body as deep as possible had finally done their damage. Katie bolted upright in surprise, the clap of her cheeks narrowly missing you as you fluttered to the floor in a pitiful splotch.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no..." Fighting back tears, Katie peered between her legs at the sad sight. What would happen to your whole relationship now?! She could already see you flushing red as weeks of intimate moments came to light, culminating in you asking if she would just take you back to school. Sure she could beg you to stay, but would things ever really be the same? Maybe you only loved the forbidden aspect of things! She had to find a way to overcome this obstacle in your relationship.
You saw Katie's pretty face looking down at you in horror. You'd seen her gaze at you before, which honestly weirded you out why she'd stare at her seemingly only damn thong, but you were almost accustomed to it by now. Internally cheering at this development anyways, she picked you up and set you on her bedside table. You stared up at the half-nude form of the brunette, still embarrassed at the sight after so much time strapped up close with those very hips.
Wondering just how things would go now, but only with thoughts of reforming on the mind, you watched as Katie bit her lip looking at you in worry. Waiting for her to just slide on another pair of panties, instead your blood became ice as you heard her murmur, "I'm sure I can find a needle and thread around here somewhere..." Visions of fibrous threads pinning you down into fabric for eternity flashed through your mind, and you attempted to scream out like never before. Anything but that...anything...
Just as you were becoming lost in a newfound level of despair, Katie's phone rang out. "Shit..." Katie muttered as she saw it was her sister, wondering where she was. "I guess...this can wait." Quickly pulling on her spandex without you, you swore you heard her whisper something as she trotted out the door, leaving you in total silence.
"Don't go anywhere..." Katie murmured to herself as she left, knowing full well you wouldn't. After a quick little yoga she'd come home with a fresh sheen of sweat for you to lap up. She got tingles at the thought, patting herself on the back for being such an indulgent owner. Wait...owner? She supposed that's what she was...you were basically hers for life. Hers to do whatever she wanted with. Another bout of chills ran down her as she planned to do just that as soon as she got home. Absence could only make the heart from fonder after all.
While you'd typically need a whole day to reform from torment like this, your complete urgency to do so as well as the perfect location of the rip in the thong proved advantageous in speeding things up. It only took about an hour for you to come to your standard inch tall, and more importantly, human shaped form. Just as you finished coming back to shape though, you heard the distant thumping of approaching steps.
The gorgeous sight of Katie burst through the door, a light shine across her supple skin as her eyes scanned the room in earnest before falling right towards you. You got the expected reaction as her jaw seemed to drop at the sight of you, only managing out a "Uhh, hi!" before her face was looming atop you.
"Oh my god...Thomas?" Katie's head was swirling, mostly in shock at why you'd gone and reformed instead of continuing to play coy and wait for her return. She was almost a bit offended. Deciding she'd give you a chance to play it off, she asked, "W-what are you doing here?"
Knowing you needed to play your cards right, and with weeks having thought of what you'd say, you took your chance and replied,
1) "I was trapped inside your thong for weeks!" Taking the honest route, Katie is bewildered you're exposing how you had snuck your way home with her. You were supposedly ashamed of your little infatuation with her booty. You must have really come to trust her to now be so open about your feelings! Before you can continue, Katie cuts you off saying how proud she is of you...
2) "Oh, well actually June sent me here to...visit? I kinda let myself in..." Katie raises an eyebrow at you, but you're both interrupted by a knock at the door that turns out to be...June? Awkward reunion, as June may piece together what happened, Katie attempts to keep you slyly, and you're caught in between by two girls who consider you their lover.
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