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A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
falseident
Roughly an hour passes in your massive, fleshy tomb. How could this have happened? Here you are stuck with a psychopath who wanted to subject you to lifetime imprisonment in her monumental ass all for the crime of being near her daughter. You would begin to choke up and cry if the slabs of flesh that surrounded you did not completely absorb your attention. Breathing air was at a premium in this prison…moving your body was near impossible other than a few subtle twitches. The only thing you can do currently is to repeatedly state a silent mantra…
“Quinn will save me…Mom will save me…Tracy will save me…someone will save me.”
But as that initial hour passes, that mantra is becoming more and more difficult to formulate in your mind. The ass that has claimed your life is simply too insurmountable…it cloys and tears at your mind in every possible way. You find your mind wandering to today’s events…and remember how Becky had appeared to nearly cry when she explained her disdain and hatred for tinies. You cannot help but ponder on this. What had happened to turn her to such horrible acts? From what you can tell, she was a sweet and caring person to everyone else except those who were small.
Did a tiny hurt her? Betray her? With a start, you angrily shake these thoughts away. Regardless of her past, her actions could not be excused. However, it would be nice to understand her better at the least. With a start, you feel a giant moan reverberate throughout Becky’s body…and you feel your world toppling sideways. Becky has apparently rolled onto her stomach…you feel gravity pulling you back towards her anus. You would be frightened if not for the fact you felt so thoroughly adhered to her ass cheek…or so you thought. With wonder, you notice that more moon light is visible…you even feel pressure ease off you ever so slightly. Shockingly, you can wiggle and strain your form…you can perhaps reform! You put every ounce of strength and willpower into reforming your body and escaping this hell.
“Quinn will save me…Mom will save me…Tracy will save me…someone will save me.”
But as that initial hour passes, that mantra is becoming more and more difficult to formulate in your mind. The ass that has claimed your life is simply too insurmountable…it cloys and tears at your mind in every possible way. You find your mind wandering to today’s events…and remember how Becky had appeared to nearly cry when she explained her disdain and hatred for tinies. You cannot help but ponder on this. What had happened to turn her to such horrible acts? From what you can tell, she was a sweet and caring person to everyone else except those who were small.
Did a tiny hurt her? Betray her? With a start, you angrily shake these thoughts away. Regardless of her past, her actions could not be excused. However, it would be nice to understand her better at the least. With a start, you feel a giant moan reverberate throughout Becky’s body…and you feel your world toppling sideways. Becky has apparently rolled onto her stomach…you feel gravity pulling you back towards her anus. You would be frightened if not for the fact you felt so thoroughly adhered to her ass cheek…or so you thought. With wonder, you notice that more moon light is visible…you even feel pressure ease off you ever so slightly. Shockingly, you can wiggle and strain your form…you can perhaps reform! You put every ounce of strength and willpower into reforming your body and escaping this hell.
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April 23, 2025
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