Yakima changes
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 20
by
Bobob1
Claire shook her head, passing what she saw off as nothing then went to kitchen.
You were plastered to the back of Yakima's left thigh as she half-nakedly waltzed into your room and dropped the tiny towel into the corner. Yakima shivered as the AC's cold air caressed her warm skin and wondered why they kept it so cold inside and went towards her bags. She ruffled through them, looking through piles of dresses, books, and other essentials before she went "Aha" and pulled out a short pleated skirt, a button-up shirt, a sweatshirt, and a pair of plush underwear. Yakima would have worn one of her many thongs, but she did not think that would impress a household full of women.
Humming a tone, she laid out her new outfit carefully on the bed, wanting to impress the family, then she began the slow process of putting on her clothes. Yakima struggled to fit her bra over her outrageous breasts, trying find the sweet spot that would actually support her enormous rack. Her panties were just as difficult because her ass refused to be confined in her tight panties and she had to jump to get the waistband over her humongous ass. Yakima grunted, feeling the familiar tightness and an annoying itch in her crotch, but the rest of her clothes took less time to put on than her tight underwear.
Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror, Yakima felt that she was gonna be perfect.
You on the other hand weren't in such a great mood and rewinding back to when she entered the room. While Yakima was pulling out her clothes, you were struggling to reform but the hot water practically glued you to the back of her meaty thigh. Not one to give up, you kept wiggling and pulling your flattened body till you started to feel yourself separate from her skin. Whooping, you felt yourself peel off of her succulent thigh and drift lazily through the air towards the safety of the ground.
You moment of triumph lasted only for a moment as you landed on something.....soft?
Looking up, you realized you had landed in a hammock of fabric suspended between Yakima's legs. Your eyes widen as you realized you were lying in the middle of her panties and you scrambled to dive out of the plush fabric. Though fate had other plans for you. You barely got out of the spot you landed on before you flipped over and Yakima's enormous womanhood met your eyes. In the time of a breath, it came closer and closer before it crashed into you, trapping inside like a fly in amber.
You screamed as Yakima rearranged her underwear, tugging and pulling until you were forced into a corner of her folds. You thought that her body would be soft but when it was fighting for room inside her panties, it felt like hard pillows were smothering you. Fighting that, you struggled to escape but her folds held you tight and forced against hidden, pink nub.
You embraced her pussy like a lover with the thin fabric was already flattening your body into her folds. Your world shook as Yakima struggled to put on her clothes, and you tried to wiggle your way out but in an instant a heavy pressure from the outside world stopped you cold. Your cries for help were muffled by her folds and you were now crushed into your new, unaware roommate.
Posing in the mirror, Yakima smiled feeling confident and perfectly ready to impress and walked out of the room with a spring in her step. Halfway down the hallway, Yakima felt another nasty itch and stop to scratch. Annoyed, she tugged the waistline of her panties a little more and slipped her hand under the hem of her skirt, following down to the thickest part of her lips. She didn't feel anything down there despite running her fingers over the tiny man being smashed into her clit. Scratching the "itch", Yakima exited the hallway and went into the kitchen.
With her new outfit showing off her seductive curves, everybody in the kitchen gaped in awe at her arrival. Yakima grinned feeling that she made quite the impression on everybody (in more ways than one).
You were plastered to the back of Yakima's left thigh as she half-nakedly waltzed into your room and dropped the tiny towel into the corner. Yakima shivered as the AC's cold air caressed her warm skin and wondered why they kept it so cold inside and went towards her bags. She ruffled through them, looking through piles of dresses, books, and other essentials before she went "Aha" and pulled out a short pleated skirt, a button-up shirt, a sweatshirt, and a pair of plush underwear. Yakima would have worn one of her many thongs, but she did not think that would impress a household full of women.
Humming a tone, she laid out her new outfit carefully on the bed, wanting to impress the family, then she began the slow process of putting on her clothes. Yakima struggled to fit her bra over her outrageous breasts, trying find the sweet spot that would actually support her enormous rack. Her panties were just as difficult because her ass refused to be confined in her tight panties and she had to jump to get the waistband over her humongous ass. Yakima grunted, feeling the familiar tightness and an annoying itch in her crotch, but the rest of her clothes took less time to put on than her tight underwear.
Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror, Yakima felt that she was gonna be perfect.
You on the other hand weren't in such a great mood and rewinding back to when she entered the room. While Yakima was pulling out her clothes, you were struggling to reform but the hot water practically glued you to the back of her meaty thigh. Not one to give up, you kept wiggling and pulling your flattened body till you started to feel yourself separate from her skin. Whooping, you felt yourself peel off of her succulent thigh and drift lazily through the air towards the safety of the ground.
You moment of triumph lasted only for a moment as you landed on something.....soft?
Looking up, you realized you had landed in a hammock of fabric suspended between Yakima's legs. Your eyes widen as you realized you were lying in the middle of her panties and you scrambled to dive out of the plush fabric. Though fate had other plans for you. You barely got out of the spot you landed on before you flipped over and Yakima's enormous womanhood met your eyes. In the time of a breath, it came closer and closer before it crashed into you, trapping inside like a fly in amber.
You screamed as Yakima rearranged her underwear, tugging and pulling until you were forced into a corner of her folds. You thought that her body would be soft but when it was fighting for room inside her panties, it felt like hard pillows were smothering you. Fighting that, you struggled to escape but her folds held you tight and forced against hidden, pink nub.
You embraced her pussy like a lover with the thin fabric was already flattening your body into her folds. Your world shook as Yakima struggled to put on her clothes, and you tried to wiggle your way out but in an instant a heavy pressure from the outside world stopped you cold. Your cries for help were muffled by her folds and you were now crushed into your new, unaware roommate.
Posing in the mirror, Yakima smiled feeling confident and perfectly ready to impress and walked out of the room with a spring in her step. Halfway down the hallway, Yakima felt another nasty itch and stop to scratch. Annoyed, she tugged the waistline of her panties a little more and slipped her hand under the hem of her skirt, following down to the thickest part of her lips. She didn't feel anything down there despite running her fingers over the tiny man being smashed into her clit. Scratching the "itch", Yakima exited the hallway and went into the kitchen.
With her new outfit showing off her seductive curves, everybody in the kitchen gaped in awe at her arrival. Yakima grinned feeling that she made quite the impression on everybody (in more ways than one).
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April 23, 2025
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