A Chance at Salvation
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
azazel8
Truthfully, Aoi was happy that her new boyfriend was so in love with her derriere, but she really did want the chance to show you what the rest of her had to offer. She’d let you sleep with her butt if it was what you wanted, but you should at least explore other possibilities. You’d had some chance to become acquainted with her feet, but they had a lot more to offer than you’d seen so far, not to mention that you hadn’t been introduced to her breasts or lips yet. Hell, maybe she’d even get Tracy in on things, just as long as you remembered who your girlfriend really was. Speaking of her roommate, the brunette might offer a chance to remove you from your current perch. Grabbing at one’s own butt was hard, and it wasn’t like the other girl didn’t have some experience. With that thought in mind, the Asian girl pulled on a loose top and bounced her way back to the living room.
From your unwanted prison you could dimly hear the sound of the TV as your captor approached your sister and sole hope of salvation, only for your stomach to lurch as you were suddenly launched into the air and then pounded into mush as Aoi’s tremendous weight slammed down on you. Even the cushioned surface beneath could do little to soften the blow as it was instantly compressed. The heat which had faded with the shower returned instantly, and you groaned silently in pain. For her part, Tracy just rolled her eyes as her roommate leapt over the back of the couch to slam down on the couch beside her, eyes briefly flicking down to the unrestrained motion of the other girl’s chest before she scoffed and diverted her gaze. “Seriously sparkles. You really need to wear a bra.”
Aoi waved the complaint off with a giggle, grabbing onto the other girl’s right arm and snuggling it to her chest. “Hush you. We’re just watching a movie, it’s fine.” She punctuated the comment with a wiggle that dragged you roughly across the cushion beneath and an affectionate squeeze to Tracy’s arm, momentarily putting aside the reason she had come in the first place to just relax with her friend. Used to such behaviour, your sister just rolled her eyes again and turned back to the TV, surrendering her arm for now as moved the remote to her left and turned up the volume.
For the next half hour you suffered in silence beneath Aoi’s rear, the rising heat and pressure of your prison punctuated only be the occasional wiggle or bounce from above, possibly a reminder that your would-be paramour hadn’t forgotten you, and maybe just a reaction to the rising tension playing out on screen. A light sheen of sweat was forming again, lubricating you once more as it began to mix into your own pours, as if claiming you as a part of another’s body. In the world above, Tracy had eventually managed to retrieve her arm, but found a new annoyance in her roommate’s constant movement, eventually snapping and asking what exactly she thought she was doing.
Having been waiting for this moment, Aoi beamed excitedly, shifting over so that her thigh was pressed against your sister as she dragged you beneath her, then leaning in as if sharing a secret in a crowded room. “Hehe, well, you know how I was telling you about my new cute little boyfriend before?” She paused long enough to receive a wary nod in response. “Well, after spending some quality time with me, he decided he wasn’t ready to be separated yet when the class was over, so he ended up hitching a ride back here.” Another giggle. “If you’re nice maybe I’ll introduce you to him.”
Alarm bells sounded in Tracy’s head as her friend gushed about how cute her boyfriend was and how he hadn’t been able to resist her, wondering just how likely it was that some poor guy had had his intentions twisted by the other girl’s warped logic. The brunette still well remembered the kind of mental gymnastics that her aunt had unintentionally used to subject her brother to days or even weeks of torment while believing the whole time that he was a willing participant. Granted, she’d helped to build that perception herself, but often enough Norah had required no external input, just blissfully believing that her nephew was willing, able and eager to serve her needs. “You’re telling me some guy you just met today agreed to come home with you just like that. Are you sure?”
Buried beneath booty, you could only barely make out the conversation above, enough words coming through to get the general meaning. If you had been in a position to you would have hugged Tracy right now, all of her past transgressions forgiven. Well, you’d forgiven her already, but still, as a big brother it made you happy to know that she’d grown this much. For once in your life you really wished it was your sister’s butt you were under right now, instead of the rear that pounded you once again as Aoi bounced in her seat and laughed. “Don’t be silly, of course I’m sure. You should now by now that little guys can’t resist this body.” She smiled slyly. “You know I’m sure you could bring a little guy home as well if you weren’t so hung up on your brother all the time.”
Tracy’s indignant glare would probably have held more force if she wasn’t blushing so hard as well. “I am NOT hung up on Hunter.” Okay, so maybe the idea of you having run off to get an apartment with some unknown roommates worried her, but that was just reasonable concern for a tiny family member striking out into the world. She comforted herself with the knowledge that you would at least be rooming with other tinies, who would know if anything bad happened to you. Pushing those worries aside for the moment, the brunette returned to the topic at hand. “And don’t change the subject. If you’re supposed boyfriend is here, why haven’t I seen him yet? Where’d you stash him?”
Rather than respond verbally, Aoi pulled away slightly before climbing fully onto the couch, the next question dying on your sister’s lips as her friend suddenly turned and shoved a scantily covered butt in her face. “What the hell Aoi! I don’t want yo- wait…” Though at first she tried to look away, your tormented body was thankfully still visible against your captor’s skin, differences in skin tone giving you some small chance of salvation. “Oh my god! Did you crush the little guy to your butt? Why?!” Years of experience had taught Tracy what a squished little guy looked like, and a hundred images of similar discolorations on various parts of family members and friends flashed through her mind.
For her part, Aoi seemed unfazed by the allegations being thrown against her, just glancing over her should to meet Tracy’s gaze with a grin. “Don’t blame me. Sure, I introduced the guy to my derriere, but he’s the one who’s holding on like his life depends on it. I even tried to get him off in the shower, but I guess he’s stronger than he looks.” For years now she’d been surprised by just how persistent little men could be with their affections. Though on the other hand she supposed it was to be expected, given how many of them had willingly chosen to become possessions over recent years. Maybe it was just part of the tiny psychology to want to be close to woman in any way they could.
Though she could almost see the aberrant thoughts forming in her friend’s mind, Tracy reluctantly let the conversation go for now. She’d been trying to convince the girl to be gentler with tinies since the two moved in together, with no progress to date, and right now there were other priorities. “Geez. Well that aside, I can at least take him off now right?” Her response was as wiggling of Aoi’s butt and a giggle which she took as a yes. “Just so you know, I’m doing this for him, not you.” Granted she didn’t know this guy, but she couldn’t help but feel bad for anyone in his situation.
But will Tracy’s experience be enough to get you free? And if so, will she actually save you?
From your unwanted prison you could dimly hear the sound of the TV as your captor approached your sister and sole hope of salvation, only for your stomach to lurch as you were suddenly launched into the air and then pounded into mush as Aoi’s tremendous weight slammed down on you. Even the cushioned surface beneath could do little to soften the blow as it was instantly compressed. The heat which had faded with the shower returned instantly, and you groaned silently in pain. For her part, Tracy just rolled her eyes as her roommate leapt over the back of the couch to slam down on the couch beside her, eyes briefly flicking down to the unrestrained motion of the other girl’s chest before she scoffed and diverted her gaze. “Seriously sparkles. You really need to wear a bra.”
Aoi waved the complaint off with a giggle, grabbing onto the other girl’s right arm and snuggling it to her chest. “Hush you. We’re just watching a movie, it’s fine.” She punctuated the comment with a wiggle that dragged you roughly across the cushion beneath and an affectionate squeeze to Tracy’s arm, momentarily putting aside the reason she had come in the first place to just relax with her friend. Used to such behaviour, your sister just rolled her eyes again and turned back to the TV, surrendering her arm for now as moved the remote to her left and turned up the volume.
For the next half hour you suffered in silence beneath Aoi’s rear, the rising heat and pressure of your prison punctuated only be the occasional wiggle or bounce from above, possibly a reminder that your would-be paramour hadn’t forgotten you, and maybe just a reaction to the rising tension playing out on screen. A light sheen of sweat was forming again, lubricating you once more as it began to mix into your own pours, as if claiming you as a part of another’s body. In the world above, Tracy had eventually managed to retrieve her arm, but found a new annoyance in her roommate’s constant movement, eventually snapping and asking what exactly she thought she was doing.
Having been waiting for this moment, Aoi beamed excitedly, shifting over so that her thigh was pressed against your sister as she dragged you beneath her, then leaning in as if sharing a secret in a crowded room. “Hehe, well, you know how I was telling you about my new cute little boyfriend before?” She paused long enough to receive a wary nod in response. “Well, after spending some quality time with me, he decided he wasn’t ready to be separated yet when the class was over, so he ended up hitching a ride back here.” Another giggle. “If you’re nice maybe I’ll introduce you to him.”
Alarm bells sounded in Tracy’s head as her friend gushed about how cute her boyfriend was and how he hadn’t been able to resist her, wondering just how likely it was that some poor guy had had his intentions twisted by the other girl’s warped logic. The brunette still well remembered the kind of mental gymnastics that her aunt had unintentionally used to subject her brother to days or even weeks of torment while believing the whole time that he was a willing participant. Granted, she’d helped to build that perception herself, but often enough Norah had required no external input, just blissfully believing that her nephew was willing, able and eager to serve her needs. “You’re telling me some guy you just met today agreed to come home with you just like that. Are you sure?”
Buried beneath booty, you could only barely make out the conversation above, enough words coming through to get the general meaning. If you had been in a position to you would have hugged Tracy right now, all of her past transgressions forgiven. Well, you’d forgiven her already, but still, as a big brother it made you happy to know that she’d grown this much. For once in your life you really wished it was your sister’s butt you were under right now, instead of the rear that pounded you once again as Aoi bounced in her seat and laughed. “Don’t be silly, of course I’m sure. You should now by now that little guys can’t resist this body.” She smiled slyly. “You know I’m sure you could bring a little guy home as well if you weren’t so hung up on your brother all the time.”
Tracy’s indignant glare would probably have held more force if she wasn’t blushing so hard as well. “I am NOT hung up on Hunter.” Okay, so maybe the idea of you having run off to get an apartment with some unknown roommates worried her, but that was just reasonable concern for a tiny family member striking out into the world. She comforted herself with the knowledge that you would at least be rooming with other tinies, who would know if anything bad happened to you. Pushing those worries aside for the moment, the brunette returned to the topic at hand. “And don’t change the subject. If you’re supposed boyfriend is here, why haven’t I seen him yet? Where’d you stash him?”
Rather than respond verbally, Aoi pulled away slightly before climbing fully onto the couch, the next question dying on your sister’s lips as her friend suddenly turned and shoved a scantily covered butt in her face. “What the hell Aoi! I don’t want yo- wait…” Though at first she tried to look away, your tormented body was thankfully still visible against your captor’s skin, differences in skin tone giving you some small chance of salvation. “Oh my god! Did you crush the little guy to your butt? Why?!” Years of experience had taught Tracy what a squished little guy looked like, and a hundred images of similar discolorations on various parts of family members and friends flashed through her mind.
For her part, Aoi seemed unfazed by the allegations being thrown against her, just glancing over her should to meet Tracy’s gaze with a grin. “Don’t blame me. Sure, I introduced the guy to my derriere, but he’s the one who’s holding on like his life depends on it. I even tried to get him off in the shower, but I guess he’s stronger than he looks.” For years now she’d been surprised by just how persistent little men could be with their affections. Though on the other hand she supposed it was to be expected, given how many of them had willingly chosen to become possessions over recent years. Maybe it was just part of the tiny psychology to want to be close to woman in any way they could.
Though she could almost see the aberrant thoughts forming in her friend’s mind, Tracy reluctantly let the conversation go for now. She’d been trying to convince the girl to be gentler with tinies since the two moved in together, with no progress to date, and right now there were other priorities. “Geez. Well that aside, I can at least take him off now right?” Her response was as wiggling of Aoi’s butt and a giggle which she took as a yes. “Just so you know, I’m doing this for him, not you.” Granted she didn’t know this guy, but she couldn’t help but feel bad for anyone in his situation.
But will Tracy’s experience be enough to get you free? And if so, will she actually save you?
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April 23, 2025
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