The inside cup of Yakima's bra.
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 22
by
Bobob1
Slowly, your mind began to rouse itself from your sleep and bright sunlight stabbed into your eyes when you awoke from unconsciousness. You hissed in pain from the sunlight and tried to rub your watery eyes but your arms were glued to something behind you. After getting used to the glare, you realized where you were and it both aroused you and filled you with dread.
Your flatten form was smack dab in the middle of one of Yakima's bra cups and your body had fused with the soft fabric while you were unconscious. Barely turning your head, you saw beyond the rim of the bra cup was your backyard and the approaching figure of your mother. You cried out to get Mary's attention but you might as well be shouting at wall for all the reaction she gave as she removed Yakima's lingerie (and you) from the clothesline.
Mary carried you inside into the house out the sweltering heat and bright sunlight. The cool air inside hit you like a brick and you went from sweating to shivering as Mary carried you back up to yours and Yakima's room.
"Your laundry is finished Yakima." Said Mary, then handed the lingerie (and you) to the busty young woman.
"Thank you again." Yakima bowed and Mary held up her hands to stop the young woman.
"Really, it wasn't a problem. But Yakima have you seen Ben? We really haven't seen him around and I was wondering if he gave you a proper introduction." Mary asked, then sent a sidelong glance at the dollhouse.
"No, I haven't seen Ben." Yakima replied, but she was confused as to why this family kept acting like the small doll from earlier was an actual person. This act wasn't what Yakima was expecting, but since they were letting her stay she can at least play along. Yakima thanked Mary again, then she was left alone.
You were glad that your mom noticed your absence but that didn't help you right now as you look up at the underside of Yakima's humongous rack. Yakima hung her underwear off the closet's doorknob, giving you a full view of whatever Yakima was doing for the time being. You remained stuck like this for hours as your family and friends went about the day until night rolled around and Yakima started getting prepared for something.
Yakima started stripping in front of you again, but this time you were the one being worn when she reached out and grabbed the bra you were in. She tossed you on the bed and was pulling on the pair of panties that you were washed with. Next to be put on was you and the giant wall of jiggling boob-fleshed rammed into your flatten body. You were position perfectly over her nipple and the soft protrusion stabbed into you as Yakima grunted with the effort to contain her massive tits into the bra. It became hot inside the bra quickly as you were being rubbed harder and harder into her soft nipple, giving you a hard-on. Her boobs jiggled and kneaded under you as she finally clasped the bra over her unruly tits and squeezed herself into a small dress.
Your world became dark when she wriggled into her dress and you wondered what was going on.
Your flatten form was smack dab in the middle of one of Yakima's bra cups and your body had fused with the soft fabric while you were unconscious. Barely turning your head, you saw beyond the rim of the bra cup was your backyard and the approaching figure of your mother. You cried out to get Mary's attention but you might as well be shouting at wall for all the reaction she gave as she removed Yakima's lingerie (and you) from the clothesline.
Mary carried you inside into the house out the sweltering heat and bright sunlight. The cool air inside hit you like a brick and you went from sweating to shivering as Mary carried you back up to yours and Yakima's room.
"Your laundry is finished Yakima." Said Mary, then handed the lingerie (and you) to the busty young woman.
"Thank you again." Yakima bowed and Mary held up her hands to stop the young woman.
"Really, it wasn't a problem. But Yakima have you seen Ben? We really haven't seen him around and I was wondering if he gave you a proper introduction." Mary asked, then sent a sidelong glance at the dollhouse.
"No, I haven't seen Ben." Yakima replied, but she was confused as to why this family kept acting like the small doll from earlier was an actual person. This act wasn't what Yakima was expecting, but since they were letting her stay she can at least play along. Yakima thanked Mary again, then she was left alone.
You were glad that your mom noticed your absence but that didn't help you right now as you look up at the underside of Yakima's humongous rack. Yakima hung her underwear off the closet's doorknob, giving you a full view of whatever Yakima was doing for the time being. You remained stuck like this for hours as your family and friends went about the day until night rolled around and Yakima started getting prepared for something.
Yakima started stripping in front of you again, but this time you were the one being worn when she reached out and grabbed the bra you were in. She tossed you on the bed and was pulling on the pair of panties that you were washed with. Next to be put on was you and the giant wall of jiggling boob-fleshed rammed into your flatten body. You were position perfectly over her nipple and the soft protrusion stabbed into you as Yakima grunted with the effort to contain her massive tits into the bra. It became hot inside the bra quickly as you were being rubbed harder and harder into her soft nipple, giving you a hard-on. Her boobs jiggled and kneaded under you as she finally clasped the bra over her unruly tits and squeezed herself into a small dress.
Your world became dark when she wriggled into her dress and you wondered what was going on.
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April 23, 2025
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