Gathering supplies
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
cmpuls3hall
"I think I'll stay here, no real reason for me to go out." You said up to Morgan. In all reality, you were worried that tagging along might cause you to be squished again. It was fairly clear the girls had limited expensive with tinies so maybe slow and steady would be the best way to go.
Morgan smiled and said "Sounds like a plan, here, I'll put you on the dresser." You expected her to lay her hand down but instead she pinched you between her thumb and pointer finger. You would've spoke up but it was so fast and it knocked the wind out of you. Morgan set you down and you immediately doubled over, catching your breath. "Oh shoot are you okay Hunter? Did I pinch too hard?"
You waved it off and stood upright, "I'll be fine, just lay your hand down next time. I'm durable but not impervious, so no matter how soft you pinch, that'll be the result." Your hypothesis was right, not much tiny experience. Hopefully, this will be one of few errors.
Morgan nodded, "Well I'll do that next time, not much experience around tinies, but I'll promise to be more gentle. Also, I'm gonna tell Quinn you're in here so no more accidents. Alright, I'll be heading out with Avery now." Morgan then simply turned and walked away giving you a perfect view of her incredibly toned ass. As she turned towards the door to leave you swear she saw you staring out of the corner of her eye and smirked before leaving.
*In the car*
"The little guy is soooo cute, and he decided to room with you!!! You must feel so lucky. You got any plans?" Avery asked, prying at her sister who was driving.
"What plans? Avery, he's a roommate. Not some boy toy." Morgan said this on the outside but on the inside, she wanted nothing more than to tuck the little guy between her boobs and play with him. She swore she caught him staring at her ass, but couldn't be sure and there wasn't much else for him to look at.
"Oh sure, for now he is. Just you wait and see, I'll bet he'll be begging to be squished underneath any and all of us after not too long. I mean, haven't you always dreamed of having a tiny to care for you hand and foot?" Avery laid back in her seat and closed her eyes, imagining such a thing.
Morgan rolled her eyes and sighed, "Avery, no messing with him and no trying to play match maker with your friends."
*Back at Home*
You had been laying down for quite a few minutes now, you figured you would since Quinn was probably in her own world. But then, you heard footsteps approaches, you looked up and saw Quinn approaching the nightstand. "Hey, you wanna come watch TV in the living room? I'll carry you there."
You were kinda flabbergasted as Quinn seemed to want nothing to do with you earlier, eventually you stammered out a response, "Yeah, sounds good, no sitting on me though."
Quinn laughed a bit before laying out her hand. "Only if you don't get under it, I'm not gonna purposefully sit on you, but-"
You cut her off stepping onto her hand. "I know, won't help me out either." She walked to the living room and cut on the TV as she sat down with you in hand. You noted there was very little jostling as she carried you and sat down, it was as still as Tracy's, she not only had tiny friends, but definitely seemed to know how to care for them. You didn't know where she'd put you, but you expected her lap, hair, or shoulder, not the coffee table.
"I told you I wouldn't crush you, now watch out for my feet." You had little time to react as she swung her feet up. You saw the shadow loom over you, shit, you had to move quick. You ran as fast as you could and just got out of the way as her feet came out.
"What the Hell Quinn!?!" You angrily shouted up at the dead panned Quinn.
"You understand you're going to be living with 3 giants? So you have to be able to move. Wouldn't want to be Morgan's workout insole or Avery's butt tattoo. Now, let's watch the movie, my feet are clean so go ahead and lay up against them if you want." You initially wanted to say no but honestly, a breather sounded great. You nearly collapsed up against her soles and they smelled like strawberry lotion, not something you say often as even the slightest hint of sweat or smell hits you like a truck.
You stay like that for a while before the girls get home, once Quinn heard the door handle rattle, she withdrew her feet and got up, leaving you to catch yourself as not to fall.
Quinn helped the girls get the supplies in and said "Hunter's in the living room, he's on the coffee table so don't freak out Morgan."
"Hey I wouldn't...well maybe a little, only cause it wouldn't be the first time he was under your butt." Morgan snapped back half playfully, half serious.
"Girls, girls, that's all in the past. Now, what should we do first, party games, food, or both at once?"
Morgan smiled and said "Sounds like a plan, here, I'll put you on the dresser." You expected her to lay her hand down but instead she pinched you between her thumb and pointer finger. You would've spoke up but it was so fast and it knocked the wind out of you. Morgan set you down and you immediately doubled over, catching your breath. "Oh shoot are you okay Hunter? Did I pinch too hard?"
You waved it off and stood upright, "I'll be fine, just lay your hand down next time. I'm durable but not impervious, so no matter how soft you pinch, that'll be the result." Your hypothesis was right, not much tiny experience. Hopefully, this will be one of few errors.
Morgan nodded, "Well I'll do that next time, not much experience around tinies, but I'll promise to be more gentle. Also, I'm gonna tell Quinn you're in here so no more accidents. Alright, I'll be heading out with Avery now." Morgan then simply turned and walked away giving you a perfect view of her incredibly toned ass. As she turned towards the door to leave you swear she saw you staring out of the corner of her eye and smirked before leaving.
*In the car*
"The little guy is soooo cute, and he decided to room with you!!! You must feel so lucky. You got any plans?" Avery asked, prying at her sister who was driving.
"What plans? Avery, he's a roommate. Not some boy toy." Morgan said this on the outside but on the inside, she wanted nothing more than to tuck the little guy between her boobs and play with him. She swore she caught him staring at her ass, but couldn't be sure and there wasn't much else for him to look at.
"Oh sure, for now he is. Just you wait and see, I'll bet he'll be begging to be squished underneath any and all of us after not too long. I mean, haven't you always dreamed of having a tiny to care for you hand and foot?" Avery laid back in her seat and closed her eyes, imagining such a thing.
Morgan rolled her eyes and sighed, "Avery, no messing with him and no trying to play match maker with your friends."
*Back at Home*
You had been laying down for quite a few minutes now, you figured you would since Quinn was probably in her own world. But then, you heard footsteps approaches, you looked up and saw Quinn approaching the nightstand. "Hey, you wanna come watch TV in the living room? I'll carry you there."
You were kinda flabbergasted as Quinn seemed to want nothing to do with you earlier, eventually you stammered out a response, "Yeah, sounds good, no sitting on me though."
Quinn laughed a bit before laying out her hand. "Only if you don't get under it, I'm not gonna purposefully sit on you, but-"
You cut her off stepping onto her hand. "I know, won't help me out either." She walked to the living room and cut on the TV as she sat down with you in hand. You noted there was very little jostling as she carried you and sat down, it was as still as Tracy's, she not only had tiny friends, but definitely seemed to know how to care for them. You didn't know where she'd put you, but you expected her lap, hair, or shoulder, not the coffee table.
"I told you I wouldn't crush you, now watch out for my feet." You had little time to react as she swung her feet up. You saw the shadow loom over you, shit, you had to move quick. You ran as fast as you could and just got out of the way as her feet came out.
"What the Hell Quinn!?!" You angrily shouted up at the dead panned Quinn.
"You understand you're going to be living with 3 giants? So you have to be able to move. Wouldn't want to be Morgan's workout insole or Avery's butt tattoo. Now, let's watch the movie, my feet are clean so go ahead and lay up against them if you want." You initially wanted to say no but honestly, a breather sounded great. You nearly collapsed up against her soles and they smelled like strawberry lotion, not something you say often as even the slightest hint of sweat or smell hits you like a truck.
You stay like that for a while before the girls get home, once Quinn heard the door handle rattle, she withdrew her feet and got up, leaving you to catch yourself as not to fall.
Quinn helped the girls get the supplies in and said "Hunter's in the living room, he's on the coffee table so don't freak out Morgan."
"Hey I wouldn't...well maybe a little, only cause it wouldn't be the first time he was under your butt." Morgan snapped back half playfully, half serious.
"Girls, girls, that's all in the past. Now, what should we do first, party games, food, or both at once?"
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April 23, 2025
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