Avery Shares her New Thong
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 16
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copier
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lilmonib
A few arduous days passed by without too much drama. At least, if there was any, you certainly didn't participate in it from deep within the backside of your giggly, pink-haired roommate. You'd like to describe being used as Avery's human thong as relatively boring, but that was near impossible with the pure amount of torment and discomfort you were forced to endure throughout the day.
After the first day of Avery just lounging around the house, playing on her phone or watching Netflix, you started to feel like your mind was going to melt from the tedious effort of holding up your roommate's jiggly cheeks. But on the following day, when Avery went out for work, you quickly started to feel like some kind of assistant or even pet, doomed to follow her every movement perfectly, stuck swinging behind her as each step gave you a rough tug against her smooth hips.
There were far worse additional problems you quickly realized after just a couple days under Avery. The first should've been obvious based on her overly bubbly personality, she always seems to be moving. Even when just lounging around, she always seems to be swaying her hips, grinding them subconsciously into whatever seat she seems to find herself in. Nights, which you had figured you might get off from being swallowed up by her round ass, were terrible as well since she even wiggled her cute behind, rubbing you roughly into the back of her fuzzy pajama bottoms, while she slept!
The second issue was her obliviousness. She only seemed to acknowledge you a couple times a day, typically when she remembered you were there by seeing you for herself whenever she pulled her pants down! Every time she visited the bathroom, you swore she gave you the exact same, "Oh, hey Hunter! I forgot all about you you're just so darn comfy!" before she'd erupt into giggles and wink flirtatiously at you before pulling you right back on.
Lastly, and probably the worst of all, was how she seemed perfectly content with wearing you every damn day! She made sure to sing your praises to Quinn and Morgan about how, since you had "people skin" as she called it, all you needed was a quick rinse in the sink and you didn't even need a wash! Morgan seemed horribly upset by this, but backed off when Quinn mentioned that at least you weren't being subjected to being washed amongst the groups dirty laundry. Morgan gasped, imagining you swirling amongst her sweaty workout gear, deciding that Avery had stumbled upon some accidental good habits. Avery happily agreed, bouncing in her chair happily atop you as she munched another spoonful of cereal.
So, with the roommates approval, that was how you spent a whole damn week as Avery's personal thong; with the reason it lasted only a week being because of an awful argument that broke out between Morgan and Avery. The twins were still having trouble meeting eye-to-eye on your usage, and Morgan was insisting you could at least get a break every now and then.
"Isabella hasn't showed up yet, there's no reason you have to keep him on every waking moment, Avery!" Morgan spit angrily towards Avery, who had been prancing about the kitchen in just you and a loose T-shirt while she made breakfast.
Avery quickly retorted, "Don't be jealous just because he didn't want to be trapped as a workout thong for your athletic ass! He loves his Avery's cute little booty and there's nothing you can do to stop him!" Avery punctuated her point by shaking her ass defiantly at her sister, who only got more angry after such a brazen taunt. The argument continued with Avery insisting her ass was simply prettier and Hunter was in love with his "job", and Morgan fighting for you getting some away time to just be a normal tiny.
After Morgan had so horribly crossed the line by throwing out the idea that you never would have picked Avery over herself unless she rejected the idea, Avery stormed out of the kitchen in a huff, of course bringing you bouncing along behind her as she trudged up the stairs, each powerful step causing one side of her monstrous glutes to roll into you with a warm smear.
Upon reaching her room, Avery slammed the door, shocking Quinn in the next room over, before she realized she needed someone to vent to. Reaching over her shoulder, a hand grabbed a fist full of ass flesh as if trying to get a better look at you. "God, Morgan can be such a bitch sometimes! Who does she think she is, saying you'd prefer her over me, when you picked me out yourself!" Avery released her ass, letting her flesh jiggle as it flew back to normal, "It's like she doesn't understand you want to be like this! Like, hello? How could you not when you haven't complained, like, a single time in the entire time I've had you!?"
Avery was pacing furiously around her room, coming to a stop as she angrily bounced onto her bed. "Ugh! If only she could realize just how perfect you feel, maybe she'd stop whining about taking you off!" Avery blew out another angry sigh before her eyes lit up in realization. "That's it! If she did feel you, she'd come to her senses instantly!" Avery sprang up from her bed, peeling you off and out of her cute butt and letting you splat onto the floor.
Hoisting you up, you got an ominous look of joy from the pink-haired giantess as she elaborated, "Not to mention I could shove it in her face how much better you prefer my ass over hers after you've tried her a while." Avery couldn't help but giggle as she thought of her next point, "Not that I have anything to worry about, I've seen how she treats her lil' undies. Better pray she doesn't realize how good you'd be for her workouts little guy or you're toast!" Avery laughed her angelic voice in your face for another moment before blowing you a kiss in consolation, "Oh, I'm only joking, Hunter. I know just what a tough tiny you are! You're Avery's little trooper yes you are, oh yes you are~!"
With her mind seemingly made up, with your crushed body offering no rejection as you couldn't voice any if you tried, Avery changed into a pair of panties other than yourself for the first time in a whopping week. After moaning about how they were nothing like the sultry second skin she had come to adore, yourself, Avery moved on to trying to enact her plan. Just having Morgan wear you for a week would totally blow her mind, and then she could get you right back without ever being yelled at to "give you a break."
Hearing her twin in the shower, Avery giggled as she snuck into Morgan's room, finding the clothes she had laid out for after her shower and leaving you in the place of the begrudgingly tan pair that had been there prior. You watched as Avery bid you farewell, at least for now, before skipping out of the room, as if totally uncaring and had already forgotten about what she had been doing.
About ten minutes later, you saw the bedroom door reopen as the daunting form of an unaware Morgan stepped in. She had a visibly damp towel wrapped around her chest, draping down to her hips, and she was rubbing an additional towel through her hair. The workout-queen of your home was humming a cheery tune to herself as she walked towards her bed, right towards you.
You wished you could shield your eyes as you winced, seeing Morgan drop her towel to the floor. Her still lightly steaming nude form shined before you, her swaying breasts and ludicrously wide hips both enrapturing you and intimidating you as they cast you in their shadow. You hated to be violating your dear roommate and friend like this, but with how Avery had left you, you couldn't do a thing but get a total eyeful of the gorgeous giantess as she reached a hand towards you.
Morgan picked up the somewhat familiar tan thong, teasing it between her fingers as she remarked...
After the first day of Avery just lounging around the house, playing on her phone or watching Netflix, you started to feel like your mind was going to melt from the tedious effort of holding up your roommate's jiggly cheeks. But on the following day, when Avery went out for work, you quickly started to feel like some kind of assistant or even pet, doomed to follow her every movement perfectly, stuck swinging behind her as each step gave you a rough tug against her smooth hips.
There were far worse additional problems you quickly realized after just a couple days under Avery. The first should've been obvious based on her overly bubbly personality, she always seems to be moving. Even when just lounging around, she always seems to be swaying her hips, grinding them subconsciously into whatever seat she seems to find herself in. Nights, which you had figured you might get off from being swallowed up by her round ass, were terrible as well since she even wiggled her cute behind, rubbing you roughly into the back of her fuzzy pajama bottoms, while she slept!
The second issue was her obliviousness. She only seemed to acknowledge you a couple times a day, typically when she remembered you were there by seeing you for herself whenever she pulled her pants down! Every time she visited the bathroom, you swore she gave you the exact same, "Oh, hey Hunter! I forgot all about you you're just so darn comfy!" before she'd erupt into giggles and wink flirtatiously at you before pulling you right back on.
Lastly, and probably the worst of all, was how she seemed perfectly content with wearing you every damn day! She made sure to sing your praises to Quinn and Morgan about how, since you had "people skin" as she called it, all you needed was a quick rinse in the sink and you didn't even need a wash! Morgan seemed horribly upset by this, but backed off when Quinn mentioned that at least you weren't being subjected to being washed amongst the groups dirty laundry. Morgan gasped, imagining you swirling amongst her sweaty workout gear, deciding that Avery had stumbled upon some accidental good habits. Avery happily agreed, bouncing in her chair happily atop you as she munched another spoonful of cereal.
So, with the roommates approval, that was how you spent a whole damn week as Avery's personal thong; with the reason it lasted only a week being because of an awful argument that broke out between Morgan and Avery. The twins were still having trouble meeting eye-to-eye on your usage, and Morgan was insisting you could at least get a break every now and then.
"Isabella hasn't showed up yet, there's no reason you have to keep him on every waking moment, Avery!" Morgan spit angrily towards Avery, who had been prancing about the kitchen in just you and a loose T-shirt while she made breakfast.
Avery quickly retorted, "Don't be jealous just because he didn't want to be trapped as a workout thong for your athletic ass! He loves his Avery's cute little booty and there's nothing you can do to stop him!" Avery punctuated her point by shaking her ass defiantly at her sister, who only got more angry after such a brazen taunt. The argument continued with Avery insisting her ass was simply prettier and Hunter was in love with his "job", and Morgan fighting for you getting some away time to just be a normal tiny.
After Morgan had so horribly crossed the line by throwing out the idea that you never would have picked Avery over herself unless she rejected the idea, Avery stormed out of the kitchen in a huff, of course bringing you bouncing along behind her as she trudged up the stairs, each powerful step causing one side of her monstrous glutes to roll into you with a warm smear.
Upon reaching her room, Avery slammed the door, shocking Quinn in the next room over, before she realized she needed someone to vent to. Reaching over her shoulder, a hand grabbed a fist full of ass flesh as if trying to get a better look at you. "God, Morgan can be such a bitch sometimes! Who does she think she is, saying you'd prefer her over me, when you picked me out yourself!" Avery released her ass, letting her flesh jiggle as it flew back to normal, "It's like she doesn't understand you want to be like this! Like, hello? How could you not when you haven't complained, like, a single time in the entire time I've had you!?"
Avery was pacing furiously around her room, coming to a stop as she angrily bounced onto her bed. "Ugh! If only she could realize just how perfect you feel, maybe she'd stop whining about taking you off!" Avery blew out another angry sigh before her eyes lit up in realization. "That's it! If she did feel you, she'd come to her senses instantly!" Avery sprang up from her bed, peeling you off and out of her cute butt and letting you splat onto the floor.
Hoisting you up, you got an ominous look of joy from the pink-haired giantess as she elaborated, "Not to mention I could shove it in her face how much better you prefer my ass over hers after you've tried her a while." Avery couldn't help but giggle as she thought of her next point, "Not that I have anything to worry about, I've seen how she treats her lil' undies. Better pray she doesn't realize how good you'd be for her workouts little guy or you're toast!" Avery laughed her angelic voice in your face for another moment before blowing you a kiss in consolation, "Oh, I'm only joking, Hunter. I know just what a tough tiny you are! You're Avery's little trooper yes you are, oh yes you are~!"
With her mind seemingly made up, with your crushed body offering no rejection as you couldn't voice any if you tried, Avery changed into a pair of panties other than yourself for the first time in a whopping week. After moaning about how they were nothing like the sultry second skin she had come to adore, yourself, Avery moved on to trying to enact her plan. Just having Morgan wear you for a week would totally blow her mind, and then she could get you right back without ever being yelled at to "give you a break."
Hearing her twin in the shower, Avery giggled as she snuck into Morgan's room, finding the clothes she had laid out for after her shower and leaving you in the place of the begrudgingly tan pair that had been there prior. You watched as Avery bid you farewell, at least for now, before skipping out of the room, as if totally uncaring and had already forgotten about what she had been doing.
About ten minutes later, you saw the bedroom door reopen as the daunting form of an unaware Morgan stepped in. She had a visibly damp towel wrapped around her chest, draping down to her hips, and she was rubbing an additional towel through her hair. The workout-queen of your home was humming a cheery tune to herself as she walked towards her bed, right towards you.
You wished you could shield your eyes as you winced, seeing Morgan drop her towel to the floor. Her still lightly steaming nude form shined before you, her swaying breasts and ludicrously wide hips both enrapturing you and intimidating you as they cast you in their shadow. You hated to be violating your dear roommate and friend like this, but with how Avery had left you, you couldn't do a thing but get a total eyeful of the gorgeous giantess as she reached a hand towards you.
Morgan picked up the somewhat familiar tan thong, teasing it between her fingers as she remarked...
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April 23, 2025
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