Just Part of the Furniture My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload) chapter 20 by Bobob1

The first thing you saw when you stepped out of your door was a wall of fabric falling upon you. With a barely suppressed scream you raised your arms in a feeble attempt to defend yourself, only to realise a moment later that its descent had stopped, casting a deep shadow over you but otherwise leaving you unharmed. Looking up at the black lacy fabric it took you a moment to put two and two together, but when you did you instantly blushed scarlet. A situation that only became worse as you stepped to the side slightly and looked past the obscuring bra.

High above, Yakima had almost forgotten about you completely. From her perspective you were nothing but a doll with some weird backstory, and she had no interest in playing with you. She did think it was weird that your family had some sort of communal doll but figured it would be rude to question them about it, so she’d just deal with it for now. In any case she had more important things to worry about, like getting out of the outfit she’d been wearing for over a day straight.

With the door closed, the Asian girl figured there was no need to be modest, and casually stripped down without any care for her tiny roommate. Her top and pants were thrown on the bed and soon after she reached back to unclip her bra, sighing as it came free and her large breasts were finally given a chance to breath. Not wanting to risk misplacing the custom-made piece of lingerie, her brown eyes flicked around for an appropriate mount before settling on the doll house in the corner. While its presence still confused her it was at just the right height to serve as a convenient clothes rack and so she tossed the bra at it without a second thought, failing to notice as the tiny door opened just a moment before the oversized brassiere hid it from sight. Satisfied with the placement, she quickly slipped her panties off as well and tossed them over to join their fellow lingerie.

Far below, you were left in a state of aroused shock as you looked up at the naked glory of this massive woman. When she’d been clothed you’d had enough trouble keeping your eyes away from her curves, but now it was a hundred times worse as you greedily devoured her image. Yakima’s body was on full display as she rummaged around in her bags for a change of clothes, passing over several potential outfits as she tossed garments left right and centre. Her large ass wiggled side to side before you as she rummaged in her suitcase, while her firm boobs bounced freely now that they had been freed from the confines of her top, swinging around to face you as she raised another blouse for inspection and then disposed of it with the rest. Any thought that maybe her curves had been shaped by her clothing and would sag in their absence was quickly dispelled, and not for the first time you found yourself wondering how a body like that was even possible.

Your situation wasn’t helped by the warmth you could feel emanating from the bra and panties that still hung above, the thick scent of Yakima’s body flooding the air around you and mixing with the sweat smell of what you could only assume was some form of perfume. You were unable to resist as you reached out to feel the fabric of her bra, running your fingers across the inner lining of the cup and shuddering slightly at the sheer warmth of it, not to mention the slight moisture that now coated your fingers. The panties were equally warm, covered in a thick sheen of sweat, and for once in your life you found yourself actually wishing you could get inside of a woman’s underwear.

After some time Yakima did eventually manage to choose an appropriate set of underwear and a suitable outfit for the rest of the day. Her struggle to get the clothing on gave you yet another show, as she bounced in place getting her panties on and had to manhandle her own chest into the bra, and the battle to button her tight jeans and fit into her new top was just as entertaining. Finally dressed, the raven haired girl reached up to fix her hair into a loose ponytail as she starting to pack her discarded clothing away, coming at last to your current location as she bent down to retrieve her used bra and panties. The shadow of her massive chest feel upon you as her cleavage swelled to become your entire world, but you forced yourself to look up towards her face as…
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April 23, 2025
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