Quinn saves you
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 9
by
Bobob1
(Originally written by Alistair)
“Oh yeah! Hunter!” Avery jokingly slapped her forehead. Quinn raised an eyebrow, not seeing you around, so she was confused what Avery was talking about.
“Hunter? What about him?” Quinn asked flatly. It was clear that Quinn had little patience for people wasting her time.
“He kinda got stuck to my boob... and I can’t get him off,” Avery sheepishly smiled at Quinn, embarrassed by admitting that she had forgotten you.
“Ok, so where is he? I didn’t notice him when you were lying down earlier, and your skin tones are quite different so surely I’d have spotted him,” Quinn, normally the type to let you try and solve your own problems, was confused, and slightly concerned, that she hadn’t seen you.
“Really? He was squished to my left underboob. The little cutie buzzed to remind me to put some sunscreen on him before we started tanning together to pass the time while we waited on you. Maybe he freed himself?”
You tried your hardest to buzz to let Avery know that you were still stuck, but you were so engrained to the jiggling flesh that you couldn’t make any movements whatsoever. You’d just have to hope that Quinn would spot you, because you doubt Avery would look for you here again.
“Wait, you tanned with Hunter still stuck to you? Avery, that could be really bad. Hunter could fuse to your skin if you tan for too long with him on you,” Quinn struggled not to facepalm at her new roommate’s stupidity.
“Wait, what! You mean little cute Hunter could be, like, totally glued to my breast FOREVER!” Avery was finally realising the gravity of the situation and was beginning to panic. “Quinn can you please, please, PLEASE get him off?”
Quinn nodded and took Avery to one of the family changing rooms. Avery’s too small bikini top allowing her chest to bounce and wobble as they hurried, battering your crushed form further and further into their sweaty embrace. By the time the two women got into a changing room all of the shaking had made you dizzy.
You felt the bikini top that was pressing you into Avery’s breast lift off of you, and the breast you were attached to dropped down once again, pressing you into Avery’s chest. Not long after the weight was lifted off of you and you could see light once again, as well as Quinn’s face scanning Avery’s skin for you.
Quinn’s brow was furrowed in concentration as she closely examined every square inch of Avery’s underboob for you, knowing that you would be incredibly difficult to spot, now that Avery had tanned. You tried to wiggle or twitch, anything to draw Quinn’s attention to your one visible eye, but you were just too crushed to do anything. You couldn’t even blink. You would just have to hope that Quinn would spot you unassisted.
Suddenly Quinn’s neutral expression shifted slightly, a glint of recognition flashed across her eyes.
“Found him,” Quinn said flatly, clearly not enthused about inspecting Avery’s underboob. You would have cheered if you could have, Quinn finding you was practically a guarantee that you would get off of here eventually!
“I had a friend get into a similar situation in high school. Wasn’t as bad as this though. I’ll just try the thing that got him off,” with that you saw Quinn’s hand approach, holding a piece of tape. You cringed, knowing this was going to hurt a lot, but if it got you off of Avery’s boob then it would be all worth it.
Quinn wordlessly pressed the tape onto you and Avery’s underboob for about thirty seconds before, satisfied that it was sufficiently stuck, grabbing an edge and ripping it off in one swift motion. You had already braced yourself, but the pain of the tape tugging against your skin in a tug-of-war with Avery’s skin was much more painful than you had anticipated. Your vision blurred from the pain and you heard Avery squeal out in pain as well.
When your vision cleared you looked at Avery’s face, contorted in a pained grimace... wait, Avery’s face! You were free!
“Ow, Quinn! Did you have to pull so hard?” Avery complained, while rubbing the area of her skin that you had been adhered to, which now had a bright pink splotch where your body used to be.
“I had to be sure he’d come off,” Quinn said flatly, before slowly peeling your paper thin form off of the piece of tape.
“Yeah I guess, doesn’t make it hurt any less,” Avery pouted. Her face softened when she saw you on Quinn’s open palm, and then immediately switched back to flirty. “But it was all worth it, now that my little cute roomie is free! Tell me the truth Hunter, apart from getting stuck to them, weren’t my boobies the best, most comfortable pillows you’ve ever had!”
As Avery said this she leaned forward, placing her hands on her knees and using her upper arms to press her boobs together, still braless, which pushed them up and made the valley of her cleavage even deeper. You heard a heavy sigh leave Quinn behind you, a sentiment you would share if your lungs were inflated, and also if you weren’t entranced by Avery’s show she was putting on. You should have been terrified of Avery’s breasts considering that not five minutes ago you were in very real danger of being a permanent addition to them, but your rational part of your brain was seemingly not in charge right now as you stared longingly into the crevasse of her cleavage. Now that the danger to you had passed, Avery seemed to have forgotten all about it and went straight back to flirting.
“Well... I’m gonna go, got to get back to work. Bridgette will be wondering where I’ve disappeared to,” Quinn said before tossing your crumpled form to Avery without warning. Avery fumbled to catch you, before grinning cutely down at your flattened form in her hands.
“Thanks Quinn, you’re the best!” Avery grinned. “Also, you look totes hot in that bikini by the way!”
As Avery finished her compliment with a wink and a giggle, you saw Quinn’s face turn beetroot red. She quietly whispered “T-thanks” before quickly shuffling out of the changing room.
After Quinn left, Avery turned her attention back to you.
“Well, cutie, I’m glad you’re off my boob now. We’ve still got a few hours of fun at the beach as well!”
*****
Avery approached her towel, which was exactly where she had left it. You had reformed on the walk over, and Avery was carrying you in her palm.
“It’s a good thing we’ve got a few hours left to tan, Hunter. Your tan is, like, so uneven,” Avery giggled as you inspected yourself. She was right, since you had been stuck to her breast face-up, your front was nicely bronzed but your back was completely unchanged.
“Well if that’s the case then yours will be uneven as well, since I was blocking part of your underboob that won’t have been tanned either,” you smirked at Avery as she gasped and tried to inspect her boob, remembering quickly that she couldn’t see that part of her breast, that was the whole reason for your trip to the beach.
“Aw man, really? That sucks,” she pouted. Just as quickly as the pout appeared, it was replaced by Avery’s exuberant smile. “Oh well, guess we’ll just have to sit out here for the rest of the day!”
Avery later down on her towel, depositing you on her belly. Looking up towards Avery’s gorgeous face, you could see that it was mostly obscured by her ample chest. Avery peaked over the twin mounds of her cleavage, sitting up slightly to do it, which caused you to slide down her belly towards the awaiting hole of her belly button. Avery pinned you to her warm belly with a finger.
“Better enjoy your time tanning, you certainly have a good view,” she teased you, knowing that you would be staring at her boobs. “And I know I’m totes enjoying mine.”
As she stared at you, you followed her gaze and realised that you were shirtless from sleeping last night. Slightly embarrassed, your face flushed pink, but this only seemed to make Avery giggle and up the flirtation written all over her face.
“Aw, am I embarrassing you, cutie,” as she said this the finger pinning you to her stomach moves, the slope not steep enough to have you slide further, and begins to lightly stroke and prod your torso with the long, slender digit.
After a while of this teasing, you couldn’t help but feel your lower half begin to respond. Your flushed pink cheeks shifted to a full crimson blush, you silently prayed that Avery wouldn’t notice.
“Ooohh, what’s this?” Avery cooed. “Are you enjoying this cutie?”
You tried your best to cross your legs and hide your shame, but it was too late.
Avery winked and grinned down at you as she stopped her teasing before pinching your legs between two of her fingers and lifting you up to her face. Dangling you above her head, Avery started to pucker her lips and slowly lower you towards then, smacking them together as you were lowered.
“Come on Avery, cut it out! Put me down!” You protested and started to squirm, but as you were lowered towards Avery’s puckered lips, you knew she wasn’t going to stop teasing you, you would just have to put up with it until something interrupted her.
1) Nothing interrupts her, Avery continues to tease you.
2) Someone interrupts Avery before she kisses you.
3) Writer’s Choice.
“Oh yeah! Hunter!” Avery jokingly slapped her forehead. Quinn raised an eyebrow, not seeing you around, so she was confused what Avery was talking about.
“Hunter? What about him?” Quinn asked flatly. It was clear that Quinn had little patience for people wasting her time.
“He kinda got stuck to my boob... and I can’t get him off,” Avery sheepishly smiled at Quinn, embarrassed by admitting that she had forgotten you.
“Ok, so where is he? I didn’t notice him when you were lying down earlier, and your skin tones are quite different so surely I’d have spotted him,” Quinn, normally the type to let you try and solve your own problems, was confused, and slightly concerned, that she hadn’t seen you.
“Really? He was squished to my left underboob. The little cutie buzzed to remind me to put some sunscreen on him before we started tanning together to pass the time while we waited on you. Maybe he freed himself?”
You tried your hardest to buzz to let Avery know that you were still stuck, but you were so engrained to the jiggling flesh that you couldn’t make any movements whatsoever. You’d just have to hope that Quinn would spot you, because you doubt Avery would look for you here again.
“Wait, you tanned with Hunter still stuck to you? Avery, that could be really bad. Hunter could fuse to your skin if you tan for too long with him on you,” Quinn struggled not to facepalm at her new roommate’s stupidity.
“Wait, what! You mean little cute Hunter could be, like, totally glued to my breast FOREVER!” Avery was finally realising the gravity of the situation and was beginning to panic. “Quinn can you please, please, PLEASE get him off?”
Quinn nodded and took Avery to one of the family changing rooms. Avery’s too small bikini top allowing her chest to bounce and wobble as they hurried, battering your crushed form further and further into their sweaty embrace. By the time the two women got into a changing room all of the shaking had made you dizzy.
You felt the bikini top that was pressing you into Avery’s breast lift off of you, and the breast you were attached to dropped down once again, pressing you into Avery’s chest. Not long after the weight was lifted off of you and you could see light once again, as well as Quinn’s face scanning Avery’s skin for you.
Quinn’s brow was furrowed in concentration as she closely examined every square inch of Avery’s underboob for you, knowing that you would be incredibly difficult to spot, now that Avery had tanned. You tried to wiggle or twitch, anything to draw Quinn’s attention to your one visible eye, but you were just too crushed to do anything. You couldn’t even blink. You would just have to hope that Quinn would spot you unassisted.
Suddenly Quinn’s neutral expression shifted slightly, a glint of recognition flashed across her eyes.
“Found him,” Quinn said flatly, clearly not enthused about inspecting Avery’s underboob. You would have cheered if you could have, Quinn finding you was practically a guarantee that you would get off of here eventually!
“I had a friend get into a similar situation in high school. Wasn’t as bad as this though. I’ll just try the thing that got him off,” with that you saw Quinn’s hand approach, holding a piece of tape. You cringed, knowing this was going to hurt a lot, but if it got you off of Avery’s boob then it would be all worth it.
Quinn wordlessly pressed the tape onto you and Avery’s underboob for about thirty seconds before, satisfied that it was sufficiently stuck, grabbing an edge and ripping it off in one swift motion. You had already braced yourself, but the pain of the tape tugging against your skin in a tug-of-war with Avery’s skin was much more painful than you had anticipated. Your vision blurred from the pain and you heard Avery squeal out in pain as well.
When your vision cleared you looked at Avery’s face, contorted in a pained grimace... wait, Avery’s face! You were free!
“Ow, Quinn! Did you have to pull so hard?” Avery complained, while rubbing the area of her skin that you had been adhered to, which now had a bright pink splotch where your body used to be.
“I had to be sure he’d come off,” Quinn said flatly, before slowly peeling your paper thin form off of the piece of tape.
“Yeah I guess, doesn’t make it hurt any less,” Avery pouted. Her face softened when she saw you on Quinn’s open palm, and then immediately switched back to flirty. “But it was all worth it, now that my little cute roomie is free! Tell me the truth Hunter, apart from getting stuck to them, weren’t my boobies the best, most comfortable pillows you’ve ever had!”
As Avery said this she leaned forward, placing her hands on her knees and using her upper arms to press her boobs together, still braless, which pushed them up and made the valley of her cleavage even deeper. You heard a heavy sigh leave Quinn behind you, a sentiment you would share if your lungs were inflated, and also if you weren’t entranced by Avery’s show she was putting on. You should have been terrified of Avery’s breasts considering that not five minutes ago you were in very real danger of being a permanent addition to them, but your rational part of your brain was seemingly not in charge right now as you stared longingly into the crevasse of her cleavage. Now that the danger to you had passed, Avery seemed to have forgotten all about it and went straight back to flirting.
“Well... I’m gonna go, got to get back to work. Bridgette will be wondering where I’ve disappeared to,” Quinn said before tossing your crumpled form to Avery without warning. Avery fumbled to catch you, before grinning cutely down at your flattened form in her hands.
“Thanks Quinn, you’re the best!” Avery grinned. “Also, you look totes hot in that bikini by the way!”
As Avery finished her compliment with a wink and a giggle, you saw Quinn’s face turn beetroot red. She quietly whispered “T-thanks” before quickly shuffling out of the changing room.
After Quinn left, Avery turned her attention back to you.
“Well, cutie, I’m glad you’re off my boob now. We’ve still got a few hours of fun at the beach as well!”
*****
Avery approached her towel, which was exactly where she had left it. You had reformed on the walk over, and Avery was carrying you in her palm.
“It’s a good thing we’ve got a few hours left to tan, Hunter. Your tan is, like, so uneven,” Avery giggled as you inspected yourself. She was right, since you had been stuck to her breast face-up, your front was nicely bronzed but your back was completely unchanged.
“Well if that’s the case then yours will be uneven as well, since I was blocking part of your underboob that won’t have been tanned either,” you smirked at Avery as she gasped and tried to inspect her boob, remembering quickly that she couldn’t see that part of her breast, that was the whole reason for your trip to the beach.
“Aw man, really? That sucks,” she pouted. Just as quickly as the pout appeared, it was replaced by Avery’s exuberant smile. “Oh well, guess we’ll just have to sit out here for the rest of the day!”
Avery later down on her towel, depositing you on her belly. Looking up towards Avery’s gorgeous face, you could see that it was mostly obscured by her ample chest. Avery peaked over the twin mounds of her cleavage, sitting up slightly to do it, which caused you to slide down her belly towards the awaiting hole of her belly button. Avery pinned you to her warm belly with a finger.
“Better enjoy your time tanning, you certainly have a good view,” she teased you, knowing that you would be staring at her boobs. “And I know I’m totes enjoying mine.”
As she stared at you, you followed her gaze and realised that you were shirtless from sleeping last night. Slightly embarrassed, your face flushed pink, but this only seemed to make Avery giggle and up the flirtation written all over her face.
“Aw, am I embarrassing you, cutie,” as she said this the finger pinning you to her stomach moves, the slope not steep enough to have you slide further, and begins to lightly stroke and prod your torso with the long, slender digit.
After a while of this teasing, you couldn’t help but feel your lower half begin to respond. Your flushed pink cheeks shifted to a full crimson blush, you silently prayed that Avery wouldn’t notice.
“Ooohh, what’s this?” Avery cooed. “Are you enjoying this cutie?”
You tried your best to cross your legs and hide your shame, but it was too late.
Avery winked and grinned down at you as she stopped her teasing before pinching your legs between two of her fingers and lifting you up to her face. Dangling you above her head, Avery started to pucker her lips and slowly lower you towards then, smacking them together as you were lowered.
“Come on Avery, cut it out! Put me down!” You protested and started to squirm, but as you were lowered towards Avery’s puckered lips, you knew she wasn’t going to stop teasing you, you would just have to put up with it until something interrupted her.
1) Nothing interrupts her, Avery continues to tease you.
2) Someone interrupts Avery before she kisses you.
3) Writer’s Choice.
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April 23, 2025
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