Yakima's keeping things close to the chest
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 22
by
copier
· original author:
doreedo
*Written on request*
"W-well... no, she doesn't! But that's beside the point! Just because she doesn't have humongous boobs like you, that doesn't mean she's any less attractive!"
Contrary to what you hoped, your words had the opposite effect on Yakima. Rather than dissuading her from her newfound romantic pursuit of you, it made her decide that even more perfect! Honestly, when was the last time she'd heard a guy tell her (to her face, no less) that women were important for reasons other than having boobs?
No, she wasn't letting you get away. She absolutely wasn't letting you get away!
And besides... little Ben was just playing hard to get. There was no way any straight guy could resist her. Yakima rarely used her 'womanly charms' to get what she wanted, but she knew she was very well-equipped when it came to such matters.
All she had to do was make sure the little cutie she was still holding couldn't focus on anything but her and her huge, soft boobs... and then he'd be her perfect boyfriend!
"*Yaa~~wn*"
Well, maybe she'd have to put a pin in her plans for now. The sudden yawn that leapt from her mouth (and the heavy eyelids she'd been ignoring for the last hour) reminded her that she'd had barely any sleep the night before. Combining that with the fact that she'd been traveling literally all day meant that she was all tired out.
"Ooh, sorry Ben! I guess in my excitement meeting you I forgot how tired I was! Looks like we'll have to delay our introductions for a while- I really need some sleep!" Yakima groaned, flopping back on the bed.
There was no need to get under the covers- Yakima made use of a spare quilt that had been folded at the foot of the bed, covering herself (and Ben, still in her hand) with one swift motion.
There was no need to change either. Her current outfit (sweatpants and a snug tank top) was only about one step up from being what she considered pajamas, and were still fairly comfortable. Plus even though Ben was super cute and she was totally planning on using her girls to seduce sway him to her side, she didn't really feel comfortable taking her pants off in front of a guy she'd just met.
It wasn't like she was wearing racy underwear though- sure, her huge butt would've made his jaw drop just like her titanic rack had, but she wasn't wearing something skimpy or stylish under her sweatpants; just an unremarkable pair of plain, black panties, large enough that they contained her big butt without riding up in between her butt cheeks.
Up top, her bra was a bit more stylish- it certainly had more lace and design to it than her panties; but it was still one that was built with comfort in mind as opposed to style, hence why she'd been wearing it on a day where she'd spent over twelve hours traveling.
Hmm... Speaking of her bra, that gave her an idea...
"Uh... well, I can see that you're ready to take a nap. Why don't you just let me down and I'll leave you in peace," you stated.
To your surprise, rather than letting you down off of her bed, Yakima looked down at you and winked flirtatiously at you. Before you could stop her, she raised you to her plump, ruby-red lips and with a *Mwuuah*, she'd kissed you! Well, she'd pressed your body to her lips. Which to you was the equivalent of a kiss.
"I don't think so, little guy! I have a better idea! After all, while I appreciate a boy playing hard to get... I can't just risk having you run off and leaving poor me all alone! Nope, I think I'd rather make sure that you stay with me! And when I wake up, I'll just keep on showing you why I'd be the perfect girlfriend!"
Before you could ask Yakima just what the heck she meant by that, she had already tugged the clinging, white fabric of her tank top away from her chest. Your eyes went wide and your face went red as you saw the rim of the huge, lace-edged bra peeling away from the smooth, unblemished surface of her mountainous left breast... before with one smooth motion, Yakima deposited you just under the rim of the bra!
"Yakima-" Your yelp was cut off as Yakima released her hand and the tight black fabric of the undergarment snapped back in place, pinning Ben to the soft bulk of her breast. The tank top descended once more, hiding her bra from the world... and more importantly, all evidence that she currently had Ben in her bra!
Groaning softly, you tried to wriggle free, but even being in the cup of Yakima's huge bra was too much for you. While not as instantaneous as it had happened when you'd been tossed into her cleavage, being caught between the overwhelming might of Yakima's titanic tit and her unyielding, sturdy brassiere slowly reduced you to a two-dimensional sticker pasted to the soft flesh.
With your form flattened once more, there were no bulges or distortions visible from outside Yakima's bra, and more importantly- left you incapable of escaping the tight bra!
You were well and truly trapped, and your only chance of freedom would come when Yakima decided to take you out of her bra. Given that she was about to fall asleep, you'd probably be here for several hours at the absolute minimum.
On one hand, this was playing at like a dream. You'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy it- being stuffed into the bra of an insanely busty Asian goddess was something you'd had dreams about, but had been one of the last things you'd ever imagined actually happening to you.
But... it was a guilty pleasure- the kind of thing you enjoyed while knowing you weren't supposed to enjoy it. What would your mom say? What would Victoria say?! Yakima was hot- no, she was nearly a goddess in the flesh to a tiny little guy like you- but you liked Victoria. She was kind, caring, and all-in-all one of the sweetest girls you'd ever met. You just couldn't betray her by accepting Yakima's offer. Could you?
What happens next?
1. Yakima sleeps for several hours until dinner time (with you stuck with her). At dinner time she asks your mom and sisters what it was like having a tiny boy around
2. Yakima sleeps through dinner. During the night, you somehow regain your three-dimensional form. Is this the escape chance you've been waiting for?
3. Yakima wakes up from her nap several hours later, and decides she'd better get back to *ahem* convincing you to be her boyfriend.
"W-well... no, she doesn't! But that's beside the point! Just because she doesn't have humongous boobs like you, that doesn't mean she's any less attractive!"
Contrary to what you hoped, your words had the opposite effect on Yakima. Rather than dissuading her from her newfound romantic pursuit of you, it made her decide that even more perfect! Honestly, when was the last time she'd heard a guy tell her (to her face, no less) that women were important for reasons other than having boobs?
No, she wasn't letting you get away. She absolutely wasn't letting you get away!
And besides... little Ben was just playing hard to get. There was no way any straight guy could resist her. Yakima rarely used her 'womanly charms' to get what she wanted, but she knew she was very well-equipped when it came to such matters.
All she had to do was make sure the little cutie she was still holding couldn't focus on anything but her and her huge, soft boobs... and then he'd be her perfect boyfriend!
"*Yaa~~wn*"
Well, maybe she'd have to put a pin in her plans for now. The sudden yawn that leapt from her mouth (and the heavy eyelids she'd been ignoring for the last hour) reminded her that she'd had barely any sleep the night before. Combining that with the fact that she'd been traveling literally all day meant that she was all tired out.
"Ooh, sorry Ben! I guess in my excitement meeting you I forgot how tired I was! Looks like we'll have to delay our introductions for a while- I really need some sleep!" Yakima groaned, flopping back on the bed.
There was no need to get under the covers- Yakima made use of a spare quilt that had been folded at the foot of the bed, covering herself (and Ben, still in her hand) with one swift motion.
There was no need to change either. Her current outfit (sweatpants and a snug tank top) was only about one step up from being what she considered pajamas, and were still fairly comfortable. Plus even though Ben was super cute and she was totally planning on using her girls to seduce sway him to her side, she didn't really feel comfortable taking her pants off in front of a guy she'd just met.
It wasn't like she was wearing racy underwear though- sure, her huge butt would've made his jaw drop just like her titanic rack had, but she wasn't wearing something skimpy or stylish under her sweatpants; just an unremarkable pair of plain, black panties, large enough that they contained her big butt without riding up in between her butt cheeks.
Up top, her bra was a bit more stylish- it certainly had more lace and design to it than her panties; but it was still one that was built with comfort in mind as opposed to style, hence why she'd been wearing it on a day where she'd spent over twelve hours traveling.
Hmm... Speaking of her bra, that gave her an idea...
"Uh... well, I can see that you're ready to take a nap. Why don't you just let me down and I'll leave you in peace," you stated.
To your surprise, rather than letting you down off of her bed, Yakima looked down at you and winked flirtatiously at you. Before you could stop her, she raised you to her plump, ruby-red lips and with a *Mwuuah*, she'd kissed you! Well, she'd pressed your body to her lips. Which to you was the equivalent of a kiss.
"I don't think so, little guy! I have a better idea! After all, while I appreciate a boy playing hard to get... I can't just risk having you run off and leaving poor me all alone! Nope, I think I'd rather make sure that you stay with me! And when I wake up, I'll just keep on showing you why I'd be the perfect girlfriend!"
Before you could ask Yakima just what the heck she meant by that, she had already tugged the clinging, white fabric of her tank top away from her chest. Your eyes went wide and your face went red as you saw the rim of the huge, lace-edged bra peeling away from the smooth, unblemished surface of her mountainous left breast... before with one smooth motion, Yakima deposited you just under the rim of the bra!
"Yakima-" Your yelp was cut off as Yakima released her hand and the tight black fabric of the undergarment snapped back in place, pinning Ben to the soft bulk of her breast. The tank top descended once more, hiding her bra from the world... and more importantly, all evidence that she currently had Ben in her bra!
Groaning softly, you tried to wriggle free, but even being in the cup of Yakima's huge bra was too much for you. While not as instantaneous as it had happened when you'd been tossed into her cleavage, being caught between the overwhelming might of Yakima's titanic tit and her unyielding, sturdy brassiere slowly reduced you to a two-dimensional sticker pasted to the soft flesh.
With your form flattened once more, there were no bulges or distortions visible from outside Yakima's bra, and more importantly- left you incapable of escaping the tight bra!
You were well and truly trapped, and your only chance of freedom would come when Yakima decided to take you out of her bra. Given that she was about to fall asleep, you'd probably be here for several hours at the absolute minimum.
On one hand, this was playing at like a dream. You'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy it- being stuffed into the bra of an insanely busty Asian goddess was something you'd had dreams about, but had been one of the last things you'd ever imagined actually happening to you.
But... it was a guilty pleasure- the kind of thing you enjoyed while knowing you weren't supposed to enjoy it. What would your mom say? What would Victoria say?! Yakima was hot- no, she was nearly a goddess in the flesh to a tiny little guy like you- but you liked Victoria. She was kind, caring, and all-in-all one of the sweetest girls you'd ever met. You just couldn't betray her by accepting Yakima's offer. Could you?
What happens next?
1. Yakima sleeps for several hours until dinner time (with you stuck with her). At dinner time she asks your mom and sisters what it was like having a tiny boy around
2. Yakima sleeps through dinner. During the night, you somehow regain your three-dimensional form. Is this the escape chance you've been waiting for?
3. Yakima wakes up from her nap several hours later, and decides she'd better get back to *ahem* convincing you to be her boyfriend.
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April 23, 2025
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