Crushing on Quinn
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 19
by
Bobob1
(Originally written by Alistair)
You were woken up by the sound of Quinn opening the door to her room as she entered to get ready for bed. As you sat up to look at her entering, your whole body felt stiff and sore. This was understandable considering you had been shaped as a thong and used very intensively for the better part of four months, and your last owner happened to have the biggest ass you had ever seen.
Quinn, seeing you sit up in your bed to look at her, grimaced, realising she had woken you up.
“Ah, sorry dude. I was trying to be quiet,” Quinn seemed to be acting much more considerately around you than you remembered, she obviously felt bad for what she had been unintentionally doing to you for the last week. She suddenly blushed very intensely as she looked you in the face. “...and, uh... sorry again about the last week. I know you were probably putting on a little bit of bravado when we found you because I can’t believe that wasn’t awful for you. So uh, yeah. Sorry.”
You could tell Quinn was flustered even talking to you about this, since she was so embarrassed you decided to try and make her feel better again.
“Quinn, honestly... it wasn’t that bad,” you tried to put on a brave face about it, even though the experience had actually been awful for you. Your face must have betrayed you because Quinn looked doubtful.
“Thanks for trying to make me feel better Hunter, but you don’t have to pretend,” she had approached and was currently going through her drawers that your bed was sitting on top of, as she was crouched to look into some of the lower ones, you could only see her hair and eyes, which were looking downwards, away from you.
As Quinn grabbed her pyjamas, she looked up at you, still crouched. You were once again amazed by how beautiful Quinn was, and as you looked into her eyes you felt... something. Your chest felt tight, almost as if the mere sight of her face had stolen your breath. Admittedly it was a sight you hadn’t seen very much of for the last week. As you looked into Quinn’s big, piercing blue eyes, that feeling confused you, a confusion that must have been written all over your face.
“Everything ok dude?” Quinn cocked an eyebrow.
“Y-yeah... I think so.”
Shrugging, Quinn stood up and walked over to her bed. You watched as Quinn’s planetary backside bounced and wobbled as she walked, barely contained by the shorts she was wearing, with... longing? No, that couldn’t be what you were feeling, Quinn’s backside had crushed and utterly dominated you for the last week! You also did feel no small amount of fear, which made sense considering the events of the last week, but the combination of longing and fear was a confusing one.
“Uh, dude... could you look away. I’m trying to get changed,” your eyes were drawn from Quinn’s backside up to her face, staring at you with a hint of annoyance and with a slight blush on her cheeks. You found it ironic that Quinn was trying to be so private with you still, when you had just spent the last week face first in her ass. Muttering a small apology in embarrassment, you flipped over in your bed to face the wall.
As you heard the shifting fabric of Quinn getting changed, you thought on the confusing feelings you had just felt. Sure, Quinn’s rear had just subjected you to a week of pain and suffering, but she was still one of the prettiest, hottest women you had ever met... did you have a crush on Quinn?
There was obviously attraction there, but she was such an intriguing person as well, you just wanted to learn more about her every time she gave you another glimpse of her personality.
The whole week of being her thong, and seeing her face as a signal for the few moments of respite you received was probably also a contributing factor, perhaps your brain was beginning to associate Quinn’s face with relaxation.
Lost to your thoughts, you didn’t even notice Quinn cross the room and turn off the lights without another word, before crawling into her bed and going to sleep. Exhaustion soon took you and you fell asleep once more.
*****
Almost a week had passed and you were still grappling with your newfound feelings for Quinn.
You found yourself staring longingly at her when she wasn’t looking, your eyes were drawn to her expansive backside most of all.
You had spent the last week at home, the girls figuring it was safer to keep you in the house until your usage license situation was fixed. You had lost your job at Sanderson beach after not turning up for a week anyway, so it wasn’t as if you had anywhere to be anyway.
You had considered confiding in either Morgan or Avery about your newfound feelings for Quinn, but you decided not to. You hadn’t been alone with Morgan all week since she was busy at work and with all of her various exercises and sports that she was involved in, and you didn’t want to tell Avery because you doubted the bubbly girl would keep the whole thing a secret from Quinn, plus you feared her flirtations with you would lead to her becoming jealous that in the end it was Quinn who you had feelings for.
On this particular day it was just you and Quinn. Morgan and Avery were at work and it was Quinn’s day off.
The day had been fairly awkward, as you had found it difficult to actually speak to Quinn since you realised your crush on her, and Quinn still felt bad for the torture that her ass had put you through.
You were both currently sitting at the kitchen table, eating lunch which Quinn had prepared. It was just a simple sandwich and a glass of soda. Quinn had been kind enough to tear you off a small corner of the sandwich and fill you a cap full of soda.
You were both eating in silence, with both you and Quinn occasionally glancing at each other.
Finally Quinn broke the silence.
“Is, uh.... everything ok Hunter?” She looked at you with her usual expressionless face, but you could read some concern from the tone of her voice. “You’ve been acting weird all week. If it’s what happened last week then I totally get it... I was just a little worried.”
“N-no Quinn, it’s not that,” you took a deep breath and just decided to admit your feelings to her. Trying to find the right words, there was a long silence, during which Quinn seemed to grow increasingly anxious and impatient, her gorgeous face shifting into a small frown.
After an agonisingly long time without finding the correct words, you just decided to do it, better than leaving this silence hanging over you.
“So, uh, t-the reason I’ve been so weird around you lately,” your mouth was going dry with nerves. “Is because during my week as your thong... I think I realised I ... l-like you...”
There was a long silence, Quinn’s face remained unchanging, making it really difficult to figure out what she was thinking. There was a growing redness in her cheeks. You realised that you hadn’t been breathing since you stopped speaking, so you gasped, taking a deep breath.
Finally, after an agonisingly long wait, Quinn spoke.
“Hunter...”
1) “... I-I kinda like you too.” She feels the same way, your feelings for each other could possibly even solve the problem of the general usage license if you change it to a private one with Quinn as your “owner”.
2) “... you little pervert!” She got the wrong idea, thinks that you only like her for her ass. She decides to punish you with her ass since you’re obviously so obsessed with it.
3) “... I’m sorry but I just can’t do this right now.” She rejects you, possibly caused by the fear of what her mom would do to you if she found out.
You were woken up by the sound of Quinn opening the door to her room as she entered to get ready for bed. As you sat up to look at her entering, your whole body felt stiff and sore. This was understandable considering you had been shaped as a thong and used very intensively for the better part of four months, and your last owner happened to have the biggest ass you had ever seen.
Quinn, seeing you sit up in your bed to look at her, grimaced, realising she had woken you up.
“Ah, sorry dude. I was trying to be quiet,” Quinn seemed to be acting much more considerately around you than you remembered, she obviously felt bad for what she had been unintentionally doing to you for the last week. She suddenly blushed very intensely as she looked you in the face. “...and, uh... sorry again about the last week. I know you were probably putting on a little bit of bravado when we found you because I can’t believe that wasn’t awful for you. So uh, yeah. Sorry.”
You could tell Quinn was flustered even talking to you about this, since she was so embarrassed you decided to try and make her feel better again.
“Quinn, honestly... it wasn’t that bad,” you tried to put on a brave face about it, even though the experience had actually been awful for you. Your face must have betrayed you because Quinn looked doubtful.
“Thanks for trying to make me feel better Hunter, but you don’t have to pretend,” she had approached and was currently going through her drawers that your bed was sitting on top of, as she was crouched to look into some of the lower ones, you could only see her hair and eyes, which were looking downwards, away from you.
As Quinn grabbed her pyjamas, she looked up at you, still crouched. You were once again amazed by how beautiful Quinn was, and as you looked into her eyes you felt... something. Your chest felt tight, almost as if the mere sight of her face had stolen your breath. Admittedly it was a sight you hadn’t seen very much of for the last week. As you looked into Quinn’s big, piercing blue eyes, that feeling confused you, a confusion that must have been written all over your face.
“Everything ok dude?” Quinn cocked an eyebrow.
“Y-yeah... I think so.”
Shrugging, Quinn stood up and walked over to her bed. You watched as Quinn’s planetary backside bounced and wobbled as she walked, barely contained by the shorts she was wearing, with... longing? No, that couldn’t be what you were feeling, Quinn’s backside had crushed and utterly dominated you for the last week! You also did feel no small amount of fear, which made sense considering the events of the last week, but the combination of longing and fear was a confusing one.
“Uh, dude... could you look away. I’m trying to get changed,” your eyes were drawn from Quinn’s backside up to her face, staring at you with a hint of annoyance and with a slight blush on her cheeks. You found it ironic that Quinn was trying to be so private with you still, when you had just spent the last week face first in her ass. Muttering a small apology in embarrassment, you flipped over in your bed to face the wall.
As you heard the shifting fabric of Quinn getting changed, you thought on the confusing feelings you had just felt. Sure, Quinn’s rear had just subjected you to a week of pain and suffering, but she was still one of the prettiest, hottest women you had ever met... did you have a crush on Quinn?
There was obviously attraction there, but she was such an intriguing person as well, you just wanted to learn more about her every time she gave you another glimpse of her personality.
The whole week of being her thong, and seeing her face as a signal for the few moments of respite you received was probably also a contributing factor, perhaps your brain was beginning to associate Quinn’s face with relaxation.
Lost to your thoughts, you didn’t even notice Quinn cross the room and turn off the lights without another word, before crawling into her bed and going to sleep. Exhaustion soon took you and you fell asleep once more.
*****
Almost a week had passed and you were still grappling with your newfound feelings for Quinn.
You found yourself staring longingly at her when she wasn’t looking, your eyes were drawn to her expansive backside most of all.
You had spent the last week at home, the girls figuring it was safer to keep you in the house until your usage license situation was fixed. You had lost your job at Sanderson beach after not turning up for a week anyway, so it wasn’t as if you had anywhere to be anyway.
You had considered confiding in either Morgan or Avery about your newfound feelings for Quinn, but you decided not to. You hadn’t been alone with Morgan all week since she was busy at work and with all of her various exercises and sports that she was involved in, and you didn’t want to tell Avery because you doubted the bubbly girl would keep the whole thing a secret from Quinn, plus you feared her flirtations with you would lead to her becoming jealous that in the end it was Quinn who you had feelings for.
On this particular day it was just you and Quinn. Morgan and Avery were at work and it was Quinn’s day off.
The day had been fairly awkward, as you had found it difficult to actually speak to Quinn since you realised your crush on her, and Quinn still felt bad for the torture that her ass had put you through.
You were both currently sitting at the kitchen table, eating lunch which Quinn had prepared. It was just a simple sandwich and a glass of soda. Quinn had been kind enough to tear you off a small corner of the sandwich and fill you a cap full of soda.
You were both eating in silence, with both you and Quinn occasionally glancing at each other.
Finally Quinn broke the silence.
“Is, uh.... everything ok Hunter?” She looked at you with her usual expressionless face, but you could read some concern from the tone of her voice. “You’ve been acting weird all week. If it’s what happened last week then I totally get it... I was just a little worried.”
“N-no Quinn, it’s not that,” you took a deep breath and just decided to admit your feelings to her. Trying to find the right words, there was a long silence, during which Quinn seemed to grow increasingly anxious and impatient, her gorgeous face shifting into a small frown.
After an agonisingly long time without finding the correct words, you just decided to do it, better than leaving this silence hanging over you.
“So, uh, t-the reason I’ve been so weird around you lately,” your mouth was going dry with nerves. “Is because during my week as your thong... I think I realised I ... l-like you...”
There was a long silence, Quinn’s face remained unchanging, making it really difficult to figure out what she was thinking. There was a growing redness in her cheeks. You realised that you hadn’t been breathing since you stopped speaking, so you gasped, taking a deep breath.
Finally, after an agonisingly long wait, Quinn spoke.
“Hunter...”
1) “... I-I kinda like you too.” She feels the same way, your feelings for each other could possibly even solve the problem of the general usage license if you change it to a private one with Quinn as your “owner”.
2) “... you little pervert!” She got the wrong idea, thinks that you only like her for her ass. She decides to punish you with her ass since you’re obviously so obsessed with it.
3) “... I’m sorry but I just can’t do this right now.” She rejects you, possibly caused by the fear of what her mom would do to you if she found out.
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April 23, 2025
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