Trial by Fiery-Haired Norah
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 23
by
copier
· original author:
lilmoniq
Suddenly, Norah's expression turned from one of amazement, into a smug and almost flirtatious grin. "It's a good thing I just got back from a run, huh sweetie?" Norah raised her arm up, allowing you to get a look at the dripping expanse of supple flesh before you, releasing a wave of heat and stench along with the daunting view. 'Why on Earth would that be a good thing?' you thought repeatedly as you attempted to squirm or resist the unstoppable march of Norah's hand.
Your body made contact with the wretched surface, your new enhanced perception giving you a powerful taste of the salty waves of sweat Norah somehow still seemed to be freshly dripping. As if answering your internal complaints, Norah's cheery voice rang out, "That way we can test out just how much better you are at absorbing all this icky sweat!" Norah giggled as she said that, wiping with extra force to seemingly accentuate her claim, or maybe she just wanted to make up for the days gone by without you.
Giggles soon turned into pleased purrs as Norah felt your new fluffy form lap up every drop of her sweat with complete ease. Sure, you had been the best damn rag she had ever used, but now you were even better! You were quickly going from a super helpful tool to a complete necessity in her active life. And she definitely knew it, a light blush adorning her cheeks. You were nothing more than an object of hers in the eyes of society, but she still felt a deep urge to make her cute little nephew as happy as possible.
A moan of ecstasy at how lucky she was to have you slid through her lips as she dragged you from one sweltering armpit to the other, taking a deep detour into her gigantic breasts more so to tease you than to attack the awful pool of sweat that was accumulating; although it was nice to get that too...
One dunk into the expansive cleavage of your voluptuous aunt proved to be sensory overload as you were crushed on both sides and simultaneously absorbing and tasting every inch of her pristine bust. You couldn't believe such a caring and beautiful woman could so smoothly navigate your body while simultaneously pressuring you deep into each nasty pore of sweat. As if every one of your senses wasn't being totally consumed by the giant body of Norah, she decided to torment you audibly as well.
Maybe it was the awful five days without you, or maybe it was just her deepening her feelings for you, but Norah couldn't help break the intimate silence in the room by showering you in praise, along with her hot sweat of course. "Oh, Hunter, I'm so glad you went through the trouble of getting this chip put in for little ol' me!" Norah briefly swiped you along her stomach before moving on to her long and smooth thighs, droplets of sweat eagerly awaiting you to lick them up. "I mean really, honey, you didn't have to go through all this trouble, but you did! You were already such a good little sweat absorber I already would never let you out of my sight!"
You'd have started crying at this awful deranged praise, but you couldn't focus on anything other than flesh and sweat. Norah's self-servicing brain never ceased to disappoint you, praising you for such selflessness you never wanted to have. And this time you worried it was going to be many times harder to get a word in and remind her this was all her damn idea. At the very least she was still treating you with a warped kind of kindness, but you weren't sure she could treat you any worse if she tried.
Continuing her misguided praise, Norah purred, "God my thighs are practically dry and I haven't even had to wring you out! You're so awesome now, Hunter! You're my perfect and favoritest little helper boy, aren't you little guy? Aren't you?" You internally groaned as you realized Norah was calling down to you like her little dog. She thankfully hadn't done this since you were super little, with you receiving similar praise when she asked you if you could clean the sock fuzz off her tired soles. Awful memories flooded back to you as you recalled how she had convinced young you to do so, until your mom caught her and made her stop, much to her chagrin. 'But he loves it!' Norah had whined to your mother, 'He's auntie's little helper! Aren't you Hunter?' You were too young to know any better, and merely liked spending quality time with your aunt...If only you had known that all these years later she'd be using those same memories against you, by convincing herself you really were in love with being helpful to your special owner.
Norah finally finished drying her slick legs, dangling you in front of her face to admire the damage. Satisfied you were ready for more, Norah swung you to her intimidating rear, a thick blotch of darkened fabric signifying the hellish swamp that lie beneath. "Alright sweetie, it's time for where you're needed the most, your favorite right??" You watched as Norah fumbled to pry the painted on shorts free from her curvy booty, her clumsy nature almost dropping you to plummet towards her feet. Instead you were doomed to gaze at the haunting abyss of Norah's dense ass crack, her pale cheeks wobbling as if excited to chew you up. Of course there were no panties to be seen, Norah had opted to go without after being spoiled by her perfect pair, vowing you were the only panties she could wear that weren't "totally useless".
Ever closer Norah brought you, until you could feel the noxious heat radiating off her sweltering ass. You saw fresh dribbles of sweat running like rivers down the small of her back, only to meet their end right where you were plunging towards. You cursed this towel body holding you obediently in a fluffy flat form, your surface area comically increased to get as much access to the toxic fluid as possible.
You were a mere inch from plowing into Norah's steaming ass, when you felt a strange jolt run through your body. As if zapped by lightning, you felt your body rapidly slingshot together, until you realized you had rapidly morphed right back into human shape! Maybe this chip enhancement had it's perks for tinies after all! It usually took hours to go from flat to human!
As if reminding you of your situation, Norah, shocked by the random change, let out a minor "Eeep!" releasing your tiny form from her grip and dropping you into free-fall right between her doughy globes. You tried to bounce yourself off the jiggly flesh, but Norah's smooth booty was far too lubricated by her slick sweat to allow you to go anywhere but right into her crack. You had no time to languish over the sickening stench of sweat and grime, as Norah's cheeks seemed to be trying to swallow you whole! Your minuscule inch tall form put up no resistance as the same rivers you'd seen from above were now washing you away, trying to work with gravity to force you deeper into her musky abyss.
Norah paused as she felt your tiny squirms against the sensitive skin of her ass. She was fighting conflicting feelings of pleasure and confusion which jammed up the tight bottleneck that was her brain, leading to her merely standing there with a rosy blush growing across her cheeks. Ultimately, it seemed she was totally content with the situation, enjoying ever millimeter you drifted closer to her intimates.
As you sputtered against heated perspiration, you feared you may drown, or worse, have your head soon swallowed up in this woman's ass. With the last of your strength, you managed to yelp, "Norah! Help!!" which actually seemed to snap her out of her dreamy trance.
"Oh alright!" Norah spoke, mostly confused what the heck just happened. Pinching you mere moments from being lost in crushing blackness, you were retrieved and let free with a light plop onto the same table. Norah noted your exhausted state, maintaining her typical carefree demeanor calling down, "You're certainly not going to be any use like that, Hunter! What's gotten into you?"
You couldn't believe you were being chastised for being in your natural damn state. Sputtering out as much of Norah's salty sweat as you could, you only managed to cough out. "Don't....know...." You were busy trying to catch your breath, not to mention you too had no idea what had happened.
Norah merely huffed, crossing her arms and jutting her lower lip in a mock pout. "Well, little mister. You had better get right back in there or I might put you on doormat duty for a month! That wouldn't give you much Norah time, now would it?" You couldn't even handle this banter now, still huffing and more thinking what was happening to your body than trying to respond to her silly threats. "Oh, who am I kidding, I couldn't go that long without a decent thong!" Norah giggled, returning to her less threatening self.
Finally having some of your breath back, you managed to come up with a theory. "I really don't know what happened...maybe some weird glitch with this awful chip..." Norah seemed ill-amused, tapping her foot impatiently and staring down at you hungrily. Snatching up her smartphone, she didn't waste a second before she had found the same towel settings as before.
"OH as if, Hunter! You just wanted the chance to hug and kiss my booty the old fashioned way! That is just like you, you little flirt you!" Norah seemed totally abject to your reasoning, more eager to tease you and get back to work. Her swamp ass wasn't getting any better after all. "Soooo, how about we just pick up where we left off?" Norah hovered her thumb over the transform button, actually waiting for your response for once, but her patience was as thin as ever.
Your body made contact with the wretched surface, your new enhanced perception giving you a powerful taste of the salty waves of sweat Norah somehow still seemed to be freshly dripping. As if answering your internal complaints, Norah's cheery voice rang out, "That way we can test out just how much better you are at absorbing all this icky sweat!" Norah giggled as she said that, wiping with extra force to seemingly accentuate her claim, or maybe she just wanted to make up for the days gone by without you.
Giggles soon turned into pleased purrs as Norah felt your new fluffy form lap up every drop of her sweat with complete ease. Sure, you had been the best damn rag she had ever used, but now you were even better! You were quickly going from a super helpful tool to a complete necessity in her active life. And she definitely knew it, a light blush adorning her cheeks. You were nothing more than an object of hers in the eyes of society, but she still felt a deep urge to make her cute little nephew as happy as possible.
A moan of ecstasy at how lucky she was to have you slid through her lips as she dragged you from one sweltering armpit to the other, taking a deep detour into her gigantic breasts more so to tease you than to attack the awful pool of sweat that was accumulating; although it was nice to get that too...
One dunk into the expansive cleavage of your voluptuous aunt proved to be sensory overload as you were crushed on both sides and simultaneously absorbing and tasting every inch of her pristine bust. You couldn't believe such a caring and beautiful woman could so smoothly navigate your body while simultaneously pressuring you deep into each nasty pore of sweat. As if every one of your senses wasn't being totally consumed by the giant body of Norah, she decided to torment you audibly as well.
Maybe it was the awful five days without you, or maybe it was just her deepening her feelings for you, but Norah couldn't help break the intimate silence in the room by showering you in praise, along with her hot sweat of course. "Oh, Hunter, I'm so glad you went through the trouble of getting this chip put in for little ol' me!" Norah briefly swiped you along her stomach before moving on to her long and smooth thighs, droplets of sweat eagerly awaiting you to lick them up. "I mean really, honey, you didn't have to go through all this trouble, but you did! You were already such a good little sweat absorber I already would never let you out of my sight!"
You'd have started crying at this awful deranged praise, but you couldn't focus on anything other than flesh and sweat. Norah's self-servicing brain never ceased to disappoint you, praising you for such selflessness you never wanted to have. And this time you worried it was going to be many times harder to get a word in and remind her this was all her damn idea. At the very least she was still treating you with a warped kind of kindness, but you weren't sure she could treat you any worse if she tried.
Continuing her misguided praise, Norah purred, "God my thighs are practically dry and I haven't even had to wring you out! You're so awesome now, Hunter! You're my perfect and favoritest little helper boy, aren't you little guy? Aren't you?" You internally groaned as you realized Norah was calling down to you like her little dog. She thankfully hadn't done this since you were super little, with you receiving similar praise when she asked you if you could clean the sock fuzz off her tired soles. Awful memories flooded back to you as you recalled how she had convinced young you to do so, until your mom caught her and made her stop, much to her chagrin. 'But he loves it!' Norah had whined to your mother, 'He's auntie's little helper! Aren't you Hunter?' You were too young to know any better, and merely liked spending quality time with your aunt...If only you had known that all these years later she'd be using those same memories against you, by convincing herself you really were in love with being helpful to your special owner.
Norah finally finished drying her slick legs, dangling you in front of her face to admire the damage. Satisfied you were ready for more, Norah swung you to her intimidating rear, a thick blotch of darkened fabric signifying the hellish swamp that lie beneath. "Alright sweetie, it's time for where you're needed the most, your favorite right??" You watched as Norah fumbled to pry the painted on shorts free from her curvy booty, her clumsy nature almost dropping you to plummet towards her feet. Instead you were doomed to gaze at the haunting abyss of Norah's dense ass crack, her pale cheeks wobbling as if excited to chew you up. Of course there were no panties to be seen, Norah had opted to go without after being spoiled by her perfect pair, vowing you were the only panties she could wear that weren't "totally useless".
Ever closer Norah brought you, until you could feel the noxious heat radiating off her sweltering ass. You saw fresh dribbles of sweat running like rivers down the small of her back, only to meet their end right where you were plunging towards. You cursed this towel body holding you obediently in a fluffy flat form, your surface area comically increased to get as much access to the toxic fluid as possible.
You were a mere inch from plowing into Norah's steaming ass, when you felt a strange jolt run through your body. As if zapped by lightning, you felt your body rapidly slingshot together, until you realized you had rapidly morphed right back into human shape! Maybe this chip enhancement had it's perks for tinies after all! It usually took hours to go from flat to human!
As if reminding you of your situation, Norah, shocked by the random change, let out a minor "Eeep!" releasing your tiny form from her grip and dropping you into free-fall right between her doughy globes. You tried to bounce yourself off the jiggly flesh, but Norah's smooth booty was far too lubricated by her slick sweat to allow you to go anywhere but right into her crack. You had no time to languish over the sickening stench of sweat and grime, as Norah's cheeks seemed to be trying to swallow you whole! Your minuscule inch tall form put up no resistance as the same rivers you'd seen from above were now washing you away, trying to work with gravity to force you deeper into her musky abyss.
Norah paused as she felt your tiny squirms against the sensitive skin of her ass. She was fighting conflicting feelings of pleasure and confusion which jammed up the tight bottleneck that was her brain, leading to her merely standing there with a rosy blush growing across her cheeks. Ultimately, it seemed she was totally content with the situation, enjoying ever millimeter you drifted closer to her intimates.
As you sputtered against heated perspiration, you feared you may drown, or worse, have your head soon swallowed up in this woman's ass. With the last of your strength, you managed to yelp, "Norah! Help!!" which actually seemed to snap her out of her dreamy trance.
"Oh alright!" Norah spoke, mostly confused what the heck just happened. Pinching you mere moments from being lost in crushing blackness, you were retrieved and let free with a light plop onto the same table. Norah noted your exhausted state, maintaining her typical carefree demeanor calling down, "You're certainly not going to be any use like that, Hunter! What's gotten into you?"
You couldn't believe you were being chastised for being in your natural damn state. Sputtering out as much of Norah's salty sweat as you could, you only managed to cough out. "Don't....know...." You were busy trying to catch your breath, not to mention you too had no idea what had happened.
Norah merely huffed, crossing her arms and jutting her lower lip in a mock pout. "Well, little mister. You had better get right back in there or I might put you on doormat duty for a month! That wouldn't give you much Norah time, now would it?" You couldn't even handle this banter now, still huffing and more thinking what was happening to your body than trying to respond to her silly threats. "Oh, who am I kidding, I couldn't go that long without a decent thong!" Norah giggled, returning to her less threatening self.
Finally having some of your breath back, you managed to come up with a theory. "I really don't know what happened...maybe some weird glitch with this awful chip..." Norah seemed ill-amused, tapping her foot impatiently and staring down at you hungrily. Snatching up her smartphone, she didn't waste a second before she had found the same towel settings as before.
"OH as if, Hunter! You just wanted the chance to hug and kiss my booty the old fashioned way! That is just like you, you little flirt you!" Norah seemed totally abject to your reasoning, more eager to tease you and get back to work. Her swamp ass wasn't getting any better after all. "Soooo, how about we just pick up where we left off?" Norah hovered her thumb over the transform button, actually waiting for your response for once, but her patience was as thin as ever.
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