Pounded into putty
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
doreedo
"What on earth?" Yakima muttered as she stared down into the depths of her cleavage. After several seconds of staring, Yakima was at first convinced that nothing was left in her cleavage, her massive breasts having pummeled whatever Mary'd daughter had tossed in into oblivion. Squinting her eyes hard, Yakima realized that something looked off. A small part of her skin looked faintly discolored. Not in a bad way- it was just that one very small part of right boob was a different shade than the rest.
Reaching down with one finger, Yakima gently prodded the off-color patch. Huh, no pain or tenderness. Well, it definitely wasn't a bruise, not that it had looked like one in the first place. Pressing her finger into the patch again, Yakima felt as it squished inwards with the rest of the breast at her touch.
Now that was odd! Withdrawing her finger, Yakima could see that the discolored patch seemed to be flaking away from her chest, revealing the unblemished skin beneath.
Withdrawing her hand, Yakima examined the thing that had been stuck to her breast.
"Some kind of... putty?" Yakima wondered out loud. That was her best guess. She honestly wasn't sure what it was. It didn't seem harmful in any way at least. No, most likely this had been that brat's idea of a joke- toss some playdough or something down the bodacious Asian's massive rack and giggle as the twin blimps of flesh pummeled it into a two-dimensional sticker. Ugh, some teens just didn't have any maturity in them!
Yakima just rolled her eyes, sighed, and wiped the paper-thin putty off of her fingers and onto her bare stomach. She didn't know whether or not it would leave stains or smudges on fabric, and thus avoided getting it on the bed. She would've gone straight for the trashcan, but strangely she couldn't see one in the room. Whatever, she could barely feel it and it wasn't like it was hurting anything. Giving it a few more firm pats, Yakima found that it was now plastered to her belly pretty well, just above her navel. It looked like it would stick to her for now- good, she could wash it off in the bath later that night at her leisure, and that would be the last she'd see of it.
Yawning suddenly, Yakima stretched her arms wide and was relieved to hear a few pops from them. Hmm... now that she thought about it, that bed looked really nice and cozy... the travel over here must've worn her out more than she thought.
Her host family (and her sister) wouldn't mind if she got a nap in, would they? After turning off the lights in the room, Yakima quickly stripped out of her pants. After kicking the discarded sweatpants into one corner of the room she wasted no time in hopping into the bed. At least she didn't have to change into more comfortable underwear, rather than one of her many thongs she was wearing a plain pair that were big enough that even her huge butt was mostly covered by them. She'd been on the road all day and had learned the hard way that traveling for that long in a thong was just uncomfortable. T
...And the traveling had left her more tired than she'd previously realized, as the outrageously-stacked Asian was asleep mere minutes after lying down!
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Well, it looked like this was your chance. You could hear Yakima's faint breathing, slow and steady and rhythmic, signifying that she was out like a light. Okay, you could still salvage your introduction to her- all you had to do was crawl off of her belly and head for your dollhouse. You could pretend to have been asleep in there from the beginning and greet Yakima yourself (without Sarah's 'assistance') later.
Yakima had pressed you to her belly pretty firmly, but without her making sure you were held in place you reformed pretty quickly after she laid down in bed. Now to escape!
What happens next?
1. Ben carries out his plan, wanting to introduce himself to Yakima like a perfect gentleman.
2. Yakima turns over in her sleep, squishing Ben underneath her
3. Kim comes in, not realizing Yakima was asleep. She knows Sarah pretty well and is confident that you were what Sarah tossed at her sister.
Reaching down with one finger, Yakima gently prodded the off-color patch. Huh, no pain or tenderness. Well, it definitely wasn't a bruise, not that it had looked like one in the first place. Pressing her finger into the patch again, Yakima felt as it squished inwards with the rest of the breast at her touch.
Now that was odd! Withdrawing her finger, Yakima could see that the discolored patch seemed to be flaking away from her chest, revealing the unblemished skin beneath.
Withdrawing her hand, Yakima examined the thing that had been stuck to her breast.
"Some kind of... putty?" Yakima wondered out loud. That was her best guess. She honestly wasn't sure what it was. It didn't seem harmful in any way at least. No, most likely this had been that brat's idea of a joke- toss some playdough or something down the bodacious Asian's massive rack and giggle as the twin blimps of flesh pummeled it into a two-dimensional sticker. Ugh, some teens just didn't have any maturity in them!
Yakima just rolled her eyes, sighed, and wiped the paper-thin putty off of her fingers and onto her bare stomach. She didn't know whether or not it would leave stains or smudges on fabric, and thus avoided getting it on the bed. She would've gone straight for the trashcan, but strangely she couldn't see one in the room. Whatever, she could barely feel it and it wasn't like it was hurting anything. Giving it a few more firm pats, Yakima found that it was now plastered to her belly pretty well, just above her navel. It looked like it would stick to her for now- good, she could wash it off in the bath later that night at her leisure, and that would be the last she'd see of it.
Yawning suddenly, Yakima stretched her arms wide and was relieved to hear a few pops from them. Hmm... now that she thought about it, that bed looked really nice and cozy... the travel over here must've worn her out more than she thought.
Her host family (and her sister) wouldn't mind if she got a nap in, would they? After turning off the lights in the room, Yakima quickly stripped out of her pants. After kicking the discarded sweatpants into one corner of the room she wasted no time in hopping into the bed. At least she didn't have to change into more comfortable underwear, rather than one of her many thongs she was wearing a plain pair that were big enough that even her huge butt was mostly covered by them. She'd been on the road all day and had learned the hard way that traveling for that long in a thong was just uncomfortable. T
...And the traveling had left her more tired than she'd previously realized, as the outrageously-stacked Asian was asleep mere minutes after lying down!
-----------------------
Well, it looked like this was your chance. You could hear Yakima's faint breathing, slow and steady and rhythmic, signifying that she was out like a light. Okay, you could still salvage your introduction to her- all you had to do was crawl off of her belly and head for your dollhouse. You could pretend to have been asleep in there from the beginning and greet Yakima yourself (without Sarah's 'assistance') later.
Yakima had pressed you to her belly pretty firmly, but without her making sure you were held in place you reformed pretty quickly after she laid down in bed. Now to escape!
What happens next?
1. Ben carries out his plan, wanting to introduce himself to Yakima like a perfect gentleman.
2. Yakima turns over in her sleep, squishing Ben underneath her
3. Kim comes in, not realizing Yakima was asleep. She knows Sarah pretty well and is confident that you were what Sarah tossed at her sister.
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