Overwhelmed by the Excited Blonde
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
azazel8
[This chapter was written in collaboration with Brucasco]
It would be a lie to say that a big part of you didn’t want what was about to happen. For all of the risk that they posed to you, your attraction to the giant women who dominated your life could not be denied. You liked to think of yourself as being a gentleman and not a pervert, but the number of times you had gotten into trouble in the past due to being ‘distracted’ suggested otherwise. At the very least you could say that you’d never deliberately taken advantage of your small size to violate anyone’s privacy, but with the exception of your family members you couldn’t honestly say there hadn’t been times when you’d been almost thankful for your scale. After all, while your attempts at dating in the past had often ended, or began, with you being squished and forgotten by your date, there was a reason you were willing to subject yourself to that risk, and it wasn’t companionship.
That was why, starting up at Susan’s massive body and sensing her obvious carnal intent you found yourself unable to voice any protest, and you were sure there was a smile on your face as your skin flushed. Logically you knew that this could end badly, and that you really should insist on calling your new roommates or even your sister, so that you would at least have a lifeline, but right now there was no will in your body to follow through on such words. It wasn’t as in your control as you would have liked but you knew full well you had dreamed more than once of a moment like this, and you weren’t going to let the opportunity go. Even if it ended up being a mistake, you vowed to yourself that you wouldn’t make any complaints, and that you wouldn’t hold Susan responsible for anything.
Whether or not your newfound girlfriend could see your excitement, she could at least see that you weren’t backing away or screaming in fear, which gave her all of the go-ahead she needed in her half-drunk and fully enamoured state. “Brace yourself cutie. Tonight, will be a night that you’ll never forget.” You felt that it was a statement that deserved a response, but any chance of giving one was lost as that smiling face descended upon you, and the next thing you knew you were being pushed down into the soft mattress by her even softer lips. The kiss you had received before had been mind-melting, but somehow this one was even more intense, the way your body sank into the mattress ensuring that you were entombed in the warmth of her mouth as hot breath washed over you. Her plump lips covered the entirety of your upper body in one go, sealing you in. When she pulled back just enough to break contact you thought it was over, and almost cried out for more, only for such a cry to be made redundant as the lips came down again, this time slightly lower and more agape.
In most circumstances a large mass falling upon your body was a bad thing, even the supple flesh of breasts and rears usually enough to crush you flat before they could bring any real pleasure. This was different however, Susan’s lips applying enough pressure to be deeply felt all across your body, but not quite enough to actually trigger your malleable flesh to collapse against the pliant surface of the mattress. Your eyes just barely peeked out from above her upper lip, and you could see her own closed in pleasure, so close that you were acutely aware that behind those eyelids lay orbs larger than your entire body. As the lips shifted slightly and you felt something hot and sticky push against your chest you moaned, the sound muffled but felt all the same as your body twitched and bucked. Pulling back again, you watched those blue eyes flutter open, briefly meeting your own gaze before they slid closed again and those lips came down to claim you anew, burying you in a hot darkness.
By the time the kisses ended you’d lost count of how many you’d received, and already you felt as if you had been through the most intense sexual experience of your life, despite being fully clothed. Speaking of which, you needed no further prompting as your hands moved frantically to rid yourself of your now soaked clothing, what had once seemed necessary protections now discarded as useless hindrances to what you truly wanted. Were you thinking straight you might have at least kept on your underwear, but such a thought didn’t even occur to you as you stripped completely, the happy giggles of the mountainous landscape that was your lover encouraging you to continue. You only became fully aware of your actions when another hot breath washed over you, and you felt a certain part of your anatomy react to the direct stimulus, causing a raging blush to spread across your face.
A part of you wanted to apologise for your presumptuousness, but all you got out was a couple of stuttered half-words before those lips came down once more, and any concept of language was banished to the furthest corners of your mind. You’d barely recovered from those lips when a pair of slender fingers descending to gently scoop you up, the landscape moving as the blonde shifted to sit against the headboard and brought you around to her tremendous chest. Without warning you were released and after a brief heart-stopping fall you landed against her left breast, bouncing once and then sliding into her cleavage, almost slipping out of sight if not for the finger that appeared to give you a lifeline, halting your progress while only partially submerged. Arms came up to squeeze in on the surrounding flesh, but not enough to crush, and for once you allowed yourself to just enjoy the warmth, closing your eyes and releasing a blissful breath as the warm skin around you massaged your tiny body. You’re not sure where Susan learnt to do something like this, but it was heavenly.
If the rest of the night could continue like this then you would have no protests, and despite the difficulties you had faced and the inevitable awkward conversations that would follow, you’d chalk it up as a win overall. Especially if this ended up as a regular occurrence. Of course, reality was seldom so kind to you, and while you both shared the desire to spend a mutually pleasant time together, your understandings of what that would entail were sadly divergent. For where you understood well what was and was not pleasurable for a tiny, your enthusiastic partner was reliant entirely on second and third-hand accounts exclusively from the perspective of other women, some of whom cared little for the veracity of their claims. So it was that the pressure from your massage slowly increased, going from purely pleasurable to a first uncomfortable and then downright painful experience, and as you looked up to communicate your rising concern, you were instead forced down into darkness.
Susan could barely feel your tiny body as she pushed it down deep into her cleavage, but she knew you were still there, and wasted no time grabbing a breast in each hand and rubbing them all over one another, ignoring her own discomfort in favour of giving you as much pleasure as possible. She knew this was the kind of thing that drove tinies wild, having heard more than enough stories from the likes of Keeya and Lucia to know the right buttons to push. It was unfortunate that Iris had beat her to the punch to snatch up little Mikey after ‘accidentally’ taking him on her trip to France and Spain, but at least now she could put all of that practice to good use with her own little stud. Parting her breasts for a moment, she gazed into the dark abyss and giggled when she saw you hugged tight to the left orb, having pressed your body against her flesh in obvious joy and deep contentment.
You, of course, are not experiencing any such contentment. While you’ve certainly been in worse places in your squished-filled life, you were not one of those tinies who enjoyed being continuously flattened against another person’s flesh. Even if you were attracted to them. Feebly, you tried to blink up at the oblivious blonde in distress, or free at least one arm to signal to her, but received no such opportunity as the opposing wall of flesh closed in once more, and your desperately reforming mouth was given just enough time to release a pathetic little wheeze before you were flattened with overwhelming force. The once soft flesh felt like rocks as it was forced into you again and again, like you were being rolled around between two boulders as they crashed down the side of a mountain.
Susan wished she could keep giving you such pleasure for hours, but her chest was starting to ache from all of the attention, and she needed a break, silently promising herself that she would make it up to you later, as she reached back and unclipped her bra. The overstretched fabric fell away easily, and with a shake and some assistance from grasping fingers, your paper-thin form fluttered down to the bed below. You were red all over by now, and your date grinned at the sight, having never seen such a full-body blush before. With a laugh of pure joy, the blonde flipped herself over, filling the sky above you with her pendulous chest for only a moment before dropping down upon you, giggling as you instantly disappeared beneath her right breast before beginning to rub herself against you and the mattress below. Knowing that this was pleasurable for you as well, Susan appreciated the soft surface providing some comfort to her tired chest, revelling in an activity you could both enjoy.
It would be a lie to say that a big part of you didn’t want what was about to happen. For all of the risk that they posed to you, your attraction to the giant women who dominated your life could not be denied. You liked to think of yourself as being a gentleman and not a pervert, but the number of times you had gotten into trouble in the past due to being ‘distracted’ suggested otherwise. At the very least you could say that you’d never deliberately taken advantage of your small size to violate anyone’s privacy, but with the exception of your family members you couldn’t honestly say there hadn’t been times when you’d been almost thankful for your scale. After all, while your attempts at dating in the past had often ended, or began, with you being squished and forgotten by your date, there was a reason you were willing to subject yourself to that risk, and it wasn’t companionship.
That was why, starting up at Susan’s massive body and sensing her obvious carnal intent you found yourself unable to voice any protest, and you were sure there was a smile on your face as your skin flushed. Logically you knew that this could end badly, and that you really should insist on calling your new roommates or even your sister, so that you would at least have a lifeline, but right now there was no will in your body to follow through on such words. It wasn’t as in your control as you would have liked but you knew full well you had dreamed more than once of a moment like this, and you weren’t going to let the opportunity go. Even if it ended up being a mistake, you vowed to yourself that you wouldn’t make any complaints, and that you wouldn’t hold Susan responsible for anything.
Whether or not your newfound girlfriend could see your excitement, she could at least see that you weren’t backing away or screaming in fear, which gave her all of the go-ahead she needed in her half-drunk and fully enamoured state. “Brace yourself cutie. Tonight, will be a night that you’ll never forget.” You felt that it was a statement that deserved a response, but any chance of giving one was lost as that smiling face descended upon you, and the next thing you knew you were being pushed down into the soft mattress by her even softer lips. The kiss you had received before had been mind-melting, but somehow this one was even more intense, the way your body sank into the mattress ensuring that you were entombed in the warmth of her mouth as hot breath washed over you. Her plump lips covered the entirety of your upper body in one go, sealing you in. When she pulled back just enough to break contact you thought it was over, and almost cried out for more, only for such a cry to be made redundant as the lips came down again, this time slightly lower and more agape.
In most circumstances a large mass falling upon your body was a bad thing, even the supple flesh of breasts and rears usually enough to crush you flat before they could bring any real pleasure. This was different however, Susan’s lips applying enough pressure to be deeply felt all across your body, but not quite enough to actually trigger your malleable flesh to collapse against the pliant surface of the mattress. Your eyes just barely peeked out from above her upper lip, and you could see her own closed in pleasure, so close that you were acutely aware that behind those eyelids lay orbs larger than your entire body. As the lips shifted slightly and you felt something hot and sticky push against your chest you moaned, the sound muffled but felt all the same as your body twitched and bucked. Pulling back again, you watched those blue eyes flutter open, briefly meeting your own gaze before they slid closed again and those lips came down to claim you anew, burying you in a hot darkness.
By the time the kisses ended you’d lost count of how many you’d received, and already you felt as if you had been through the most intense sexual experience of your life, despite being fully clothed. Speaking of which, you needed no further prompting as your hands moved frantically to rid yourself of your now soaked clothing, what had once seemed necessary protections now discarded as useless hindrances to what you truly wanted. Were you thinking straight you might have at least kept on your underwear, but such a thought didn’t even occur to you as you stripped completely, the happy giggles of the mountainous landscape that was your lover encouraging you to continue. You only became fully aware of your actions when another hot breath washed over you, and you felt a certain part of your anatomy react to the direct stimulus, causing a raging blush to spread across your face.
A part of you wanted to apologise for your presumptuousness, but all you got out was a couple of stuttered half-words before those lips came down once more, and any concept of language was banished to the furthest corners of your mind. You’d barely recovered from those lips when a pair of slender fingers descending to gently scoop you up, the landscape moving as the blonde shifted to sit against the headboard and brought you around to her tremendous chest. Without warning you were released and after a brief heart-stopping fall you landed against her left breast, bouncing once and then sliding into her cleavage, almost slipping out of sight if not for the finger that appeared to give you a lifeline, halting your progress while only partially submerged. Arms came up to squeeze in on the surrounding flesh, but not enough to crush, and for once you allowed yourself to just enjoy the warmth, closing your eyes and releasing a blissful breath as the warm skin around you massaged your tiny body. You’re not sure where Susan learnt to do something like this, but it was heavenly.
If the rest of the night could continue like this then you would have no protests, and despite the difficulties you had faced and the inevitable awkward conversations that would follow, you’d chalk it up as a win overall. Especially if this ended up as a regular occurrence. Of course, reality was seldom so kind to you, and while you both shared the desire to spend a mutually pleasant time together, your understandings of what that would entail were sadly divergent. For where you understood well what was and was not pleasurable for a tiny, your enthusiastic partner was reliant entirely on second and third-hand accounts exclusively from the perspective of other women, some of whom cared little for the veracity of their claims. So it was that the pressure from your massage slowly increased, going from purely pleasurable to a first uncomfortable and then downright painful experience, and as you looked up to communicate your rising concern, you were instead forced down into darkness.
Susan could barely feel your tiny body as she pushed it down deep into her cleavage, but she knew you were still there, and wasted no time grabbing a breast in each hand and rubbing them all over one another, ignoring her own discomfort in favour of giving you as much pleasure as possible. She knew this was the kind of thing that drove tinies wild, having heard more than enough stories from the likes of Keeya and Lucia to know the right buttons to push. It was unfortunate that Iris had beat her to the punch to snatch up little Mikey after ‘accidentally’ taking him on her trip to France and Spain, but at least now she could put all of that practice to good use with her own little stud. Parting her breasts for a moment, she gazed into the dark abyss and giggled when she saw you hugged tight to the left orb, having pressed your body against her flesh in obvious joy and deep contentment.
You, of course, are not experiencing any such contentment. While you’ve certainly been in worse places in your squished-filled life, you were not one of those tinies who enjoyed being continuously flattened against another person’s flesh. Even if you were attracted to them. Feebly, you tried to blink up at the oblivious blonde in distress, or free at least one arm to signal to her, but received no such opportunity as the opposing wall of flesh closed in once more, and your desperately reforming mouth was given just enough time to release a pathetic little wheeze before you were flattened with overwhelming force. The once soft flesh felt like rocks as it was forced into you again and again, like you were being rolled around between two boulders as they crashed down the side of a mountain.
Susan wished she could keep giving you such pleasure for hours, but her chest was starting to ache from all of the attention, and she needed a break, silently promising herself that she would make it up to you later, as she reached back and unclipped her bra. The overstretched fabric fell away easily, and with a shake and some assistance from grasping fingers, your paper-thin form fluttered down to the bed below. You were red all over by now, and your date grinned at the sight, having never seen such a full-body blush before. With a laugh of pure joy, the blonde flipped herself over, filling the sky above you with her pendulous chest for only a moment before dropping down upon you, giggling as you instantly disappeared beneath her right breast before beginning to rub herself against you and the mattress below. Knowing that this was pleasurable for you as well, Susan appreciated the soft surface providing some comfort to her tired chest, revelling in an activity you could both enjoy.
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