You Save Brady, but at a Cost
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 9
by
Bobob1
(Originally written by Alistair)
As the oblivious woman who’s ass had trapped you and Brady began to swim, your position between her cheeks became a chaotic hell. You barely managed to keep the walls on either side of you and Brady from closing in and crushing you both completely, it was taking literally all your strength to do it, but you could feel your arms and legs begin to soften and compress under the relentless assault.
By this point, Brady’s arms and torso had started to pop back into shape slightly.
“Ok Brady, we’re going to start to move towards the outside, I’m going to keep a hold of you, but it’s going to take both of us to move her swimsuit out of the way, ok?”
In the darkness you could barely see Brady’s head nod faintly, the poor kid must have been terrified.
While the oblivious woman swam out towards the buoy, neck and neck with her competitor, you and Brady were slowly but surely crawling your way out from between her planetary butt cheeks. Both women were conserving their energy for the final stretch of the race, a fact that you could tell based on the fact that you and Brady had made it this far without being completely obliterated by the shifting masses on either side of you.
You both made it to her thong just as they reached the buoy, and with a great amount of effort, you and Brady managed to shift the swimwear just enough for you to slip out one at a time.
“Ok Brady, I’ll let you go out first. I’ll be right behind you, but just in case we get separated I have a friend who helped me get out to you. She has an oversized T-shirt and is using a RC boat. Find her and ask her to take you to a lifeguard and tell them what happened. If you can’t find her go to the middle lifeguard tower and find a lifeguard named Quinn, I’ll find you there, ok?” As you gave these instructions, Brady nodded. Just as he was about to start crawling out you felt the cheeks around you tense up, you could tell that they were about to spring into action again. Thinking quickly, you grabbed Brady by the arm and threw him as hard as you could out of the woman’s ass crack into the water with a splash. However, that moment of not concentrating on holding her cheeks at bay cost you dearly, as they sprung back to life, the grinding cheeks, each one taking turns to tense and squeeze as she swam, grabbed hold of your legs.
Panicking you let go of the walls with your other arm and attempted to pull your paper-thin legs free, but you just felt yourself getting dragged further and further in, the cheeks steamrolling your body slowly as you were dragged between them. You let out one last unheard cry for help before your head was flattened by the shifting, doughy flesh.
You fully expected your flattened form to stick to her cheek, and it almost did, but a slightly larger than usual wave surged from behind your unaware captor. This did two things, it made the skin that was currently smothering you too wet for you to stick to, but it also forced your flattened body even deeper between her cheeks. Between the force of the wave and the constant tensing of each cheek shimmying your body deeper and deeper. You reached very deepest part of this oblivious woman’s ass before she had even made it halfway to the shore.
Your poor, paper thin form eventually settled on the last place you ever wanted to be near, the wrinkled surface of Lisa’s butthole. The water hadn’t reached this deep into Lisa’s cavernous asscrack, so the pressure exerted by her globular butt cheeks pressed you firmly into her anus. Your body stuck to it, with your head and torso stuck on one side of the ring, and your flattened legs laying across the actual hole of her anus. Thankfully it was closed at the moment, so this was the furthest you could go. Eventually you felt the gravity shift as your captor emerged from the water, now standing up straight, but you were buried so deep in her ass that it made no difference, you wouldn’t be escaping this prison without outside assistance.
This was really bad, the only person who knew you were in here was Brady, and you didn’t know what had happened to him after you managed to get him out of here. You just had to hope he would manage to get word to Quinn and she’d be able to free you, otherwise you could be trapped in here for a while because you imagine this woman wouldn’t be able to find you this deep in her ass without someone helping since it’s probably too big for her to see inside on her own.
*****
Lisa waded out of the water, frustrated. She had just lost by a hair to Debbie, the woman who challenged her to a race, and Lisa was a sore loser.
“Yay, looks like I win,” Debbie playfully stuck her tongue out at Lisa. “Looks like you owe me an ice cream.”
“Yeah, yeah I know, let’s go and I’ll buy you one,” as Lisa grumbled, she felt that her bikini bottoms were needing adjusted again. She hooked a finger around them and discreetly pulled them back to the centre of her ass. What she didn’t notice was the tiny stowaway who had been hanging on to them to get back to shore, who now fell to the sand below with an inaudible thud. Lisa was tensing in frustration, clearly very upset at losing the race, and anyone standing behind her would be able to see that she was clenching her but cheeks as well, a small habit when she got angry.
As the two women passed by her, the woman with the RC boat looked at Lisa’s monumental, giggling ass with concern. Had you managed to escape, or were you also stuck in there. She turned her attention to the shore, hoping to see you swim out of the sea any moment now.
As the two women walked to the snack bar in the middle of the beach, Lisa started to feel a small itch deep in her ass, right on her asshole. It felt like a flat piece of fabric brushing against it from the movement of her cheeks, most likely a small piece of thread from her bikini bottom. She groaned inwardly, knowing she couldn’t reach her hand into her ass to adjust it in public like this.
She also felt a building pressure in her gut, her rapid swimming had clearly caused some gas to move down her intestines and now it was waiting to be released. Lisa smiled, thinking she could possibly solve two problems at once.
Looking to Debbie, who was currently a few feet in front of her, Lisa could see that she was focusing on the snack bar. All of the other beach goers around her also seemed distracted, so now was a good time.
Lisa smiled, and began concentrating on letting out a small fart, just enough to ease the pressure building in her bowels and to shift the thread that was tickling her, she could get the rest later.
As it came out, she was happy that it made no sound, and the tickling sensation in her ass disappeared as well. Clearly her silent toot had been enough to move it away.
*****
As your unaware captor walked to get ice cream. Your poor, battered form was pressed into the sticky creases of her asshole by the constantly clenched cheeks. All except your legs, which had enough space over the actual hole of the ring of muscle to flutter around as each step bounced your prison up and down, brushing against the horrible, wrinkled skin your body was currently stuck to. You just hoped that the ticking your legs would likely cause her would get her attention.
Unluckily for you, your legs did get her attention, but not in the way that you wanted. As her walk continued, the clenching cheeks subsided slightly. This gave you the chance to see, now that your eyes had adjusted to the very dim light, two things. First, your flattened body was beginning to be pressed into the folds of the smelly ring of muscle it was adhered to, which caused you a great deal of panic, if this kept up then you could become engrained into the skin of this oblivious woman’s asshole, nothing more than a little living tattoo on the least visible part of her body. The second thing you noticed was the asshole that you were stuck to was starting to bulge out, almost as if it was...
The sphincter opened and unleashed a torrent of gas into the small chamber you were trapped in, filling it with the scent of Lisa’s bowels. The winds sent your legs fluttering outwards, before it suddenly stopped. As your legs flopped back onto the rapidly closing butthole, they passed through it, and as the sphincter closed, clamping around your midsection.
Your upper half was now pressed onto the outside of Lisa’s asshole, while your legs were trapped on the inside. Panicking, you tried to thrash or buzz, anything you could do to get this bottom heavy woman’s attention, but you found that you couldn’t move a muscle. The damage that this woman’s ass had done to you in the space of ten minutes meant you couldn’t do anything to get her attention, and if this punishment kept up, you never would.
As the two women sat down and Lisa begrudgingly paid for their ice cream, you consoled yourself with the fact that you at least managed to stop Brady from having to go through this. However, as Lisa shifted in her seat, smearing you further into the folds of muscle that you were stuck to, it was a small consolation. You just hoped Brady could get someone’s attention and get you out of here.
1) Brady gets either Quinn, or your new friend’s attention. They find Lisa and get to work on freeing you, but will they succeed?
2) Brady gets someone’s attention and they find Lisa, but she doesn’t believe them or doesn’t care.
3) Brady is unable to get anyone’s attention, you remain stuck as Lisa and her family head home.
As the oblivious woman who’s ass had trapped you and Brady began to swim, your position between her cheeks became a chaotic hell. You barely managed to keep the walls on either side of you and Brady from closing in and crushing you both completely, it was taking literally all your strength to do it, but you could feel your arms and legs begin to soften and compress under the relentless assault.
By this point, Brady’s arms and torso had started to pop back into shape slightly.
“Ok Brady, we’re going to start to move towards the outside, I’m going to keep a hold of you, but it’s going to take both of us to move her swimsuit out of the way, ok?”
In the darkness you could barely see Brady’s head nod faintly, the poor kid must have been terrified.
While the oblivious woman swam out towards the buoy, neck and neck with her competitor, you and Brady were slowly but surely crawling your way out from between her planetary butt cheeks. Both women were conserving their energy for the final stretch of the race, a fact that you could tell based on the fact that you and Brady had made it this far without being completely obliterated by the shifting masses on either side of you.
You both made it to her thong just as they reached the buoy, and with a great amount of effort, you and Brady managed to shift the swimwear just enough for you to slip out one at a time.
“Ok Brady, I’ll let you go out first. I’ll be right behind you, but just in case we get separated I have a friend who helped me get out to you. She has an oversized T-shirt and is using a RC boat. Find her and ask her to take you to a lifeguard and tell them what happened. If you can’t find her go to the middle lifeguard tower and find a lifeguard named Quinn, I’ll find you there, ok?” As you gave these instructions, Brady nodded. Just as he was about to start crawling out you felt the cheeks around you tense up, you could tell that they were about to spring into action again. Thinking quickly, you grabbed Brady by the arm and threw him as hard as you could out of the woman’s ass crack into the water with a splash. However, that moment of not concentrating on holding her cheeks at bay cost you dearly, as they sprung back to life, the grinding cheeks, each one taking turns to tense and squeeze as she swam, grabbed hold of your legs.
Panicking you let go of the walls with your other arm and attempted to pull your paper-thin legs free, but you just felt yourself getting dragged further and further in, the cheeks steamrolling your body slowly as you were dragged between them. You let out one last unheard cry for help before your head was flattened by the shifting, doughy flesh.
You fully expected your flattened form to stick to her cheek, and it almost did, but a slightly larger than usual wave surged from behind your unaware captor. This did two things, it made the skin that was currently smothering you too wet for you to stick to, but it also forced your flattened body even deeper between her cheeks. Between the force of the wave and the constant tensing of each cheek shimmying your body deeper and deeper. You reached very deepest part of this oblivious woman’s ass before she had even made it halfway to the shore.
Your poor, paper thin form eventually settled on the last place you ever wanted to be near, the wrinkled surface of Lisa’s butthole. The water hadn’t reached this deep into Lisa’s cavernous asscrack, so the pressure exerted by her globular butt cheeks pressed you firmly into her anus. Your body stuck to it, with your head and torso stuck on one side of the ring, and your flattened legs laying across the actual hole of her anus. Thankfully it was closed at the moment, so this was the furthest you could go. Eventually you felt the gravity shift as your captor emerged from the water, now standing up straight, but you were buried so deep in her ass that it made no difference, you wouldn’t be escaping this prison without outside assistance.
This was really bad, the only person who knew you were in here was Brady, and you didn’t know what had happened to him after you managed to get him out of here. You just had to hope he would manage to get word to Quinn and she’d be able to free you, otherwise you could be trapped in here for a while because you imagine this woman wouldn’t be able to find you this deep in her ass without someone helping since it’s probably too big for her to see inside on her own.
*****
Lisa waded out of the water, frustrated. She had just lost by a hair to Debbie, the woman who challenged her to a race, and Lisa was a sore loser.
“Yay, looks like I win,” Debbie playfully stuck her tongue out at Lisa. “Looks like you owe me an ice cream.”
“Yeah, yeah I know, let’s go and I’ll buy you one,” as Lisa grumbled, she felt that her bikini bottoms were needing adjusted again. She hooked a finger around them and discreetly pulled them back to the centre of her ass. What she didn’t notice was the tiny stowaway who had been hanging on to them to get back to shore, who now fell to the sand below with an inaudible thud. Lisa was tensing in frustration, clearly very upset at losing the race, and anyone standing behind her would be able to see that she was clenching her but cheeks as well, a small habit when she got angry.
As the two women passed by her, the woman with the RC boat looked at Lisa’s monumental, giggling ass with concern. Had you managed to escape, or were you also stuck in there. She turned her attention to the shore, hoping to see you swim out of the sea any moment now.
As the two women walked to the snack bar in the middle of the beach, Lisa started to feel a small itch deep in her ass, right on her asshole. It felt like a flat piece of fabric brushing against it from the movement of her cheeks, most likely a small piece of thread from her bikini bottom. She groaned inwardly, knowing she couldn’t reach her hand into her ass to adjust it in public like this.
She also felt a building pressure in her gut, her rapid swimming had clearly caused some gas to move down her intestines and now it was waiting to be released. Lisa smiled, thinking she could possibly solve two problems at once.
Looking to Debbie, who was currently a few feet in front of her, Lisa could see that she was focusing on the snack bar. All of the other beach goers around her also seemed distracted, so now was a good time.
Lisa smiled, and began concentrating on letting out a small fart, just enough to ease the pressure building in her bowels and to shift the thread that was tickling her, she could get the rest later.
As it came out, she was happy that it made no sound, and the tickling sensation in her ass disappeared as well. Clearly her silent toot had been enough to move it away.
*****
As your unaware captor walked to get ice cream. Your poor, battered form was pressed into the sticky creases of her asshole by the constantly clenched cheeks. All except your legs, which had enough space over the actual hole of the ring of muscle to flutter around as each step bounced your prison up and down, brushing against the horrible, wrinkled skin your body was currently stuck to. You just hoped that the ticking your legs would likely cause her would get her attention.
Unluckily for you, your legs did get her attention, but not in the way that you wanted. As her walk continued, the clenching cheeks subsided slightly. This gave you the chance to see, now that your eyes had adjusted to the very dim light, two things. First, your flattened body was beginning to be pressed into the folds of the smelly ring of muscle it was adhered to, which caused you a great deal of panic, if this kept up then you could become engrained into the skin of this oblivious woman’s asshole, nothing more than a little living tattoo on the least visible part of her body. The second thing you noticed was the asshole that you were stuck to was starting to bulge out, almost as if it was...
The sphincter opened and unleashed a torrent of gas into the small chamber you were trapped in, filling it with the scent of Lisa’s bowels. The winds sent your legs fluttering outwards, before it suddenly stopped. As your legs flopped back onto the rapidly closing butthole, they passed through it, and as the sphincter closed, clamping around your midsection.
Your upper half was now pressed onto the outside of Lisa’s asshole, while your legs were trapped on the inside. Panicking, you tried to thrash or buzz, anything you could do to get this bottom heavy woman’s attention, but you found that you couldn’t move a muscle. The damage that this woman’s ass had done to you in the space of ten minutes meant you couldn’t do anything to get her attention, and if this punishment kept up, you never would.
As the two women sat down and Lisa begrudgingly paid for their ice cream, you consoled yourself with the fact that you at least managed to stop Brady from having to go through this. However, as Lisa shifted in her seat, smearing you further into the folds of muscle that you were stuck to, it was a small consolation. You just hoped Brady could get someone’s attention and get you out of here.
1) Brady gets either Quinn, or your new friend’s attention. They find Lisa and get to work on freeing you, but will they succeed?
2) Brady gets someone’s attention and they find Lisa, but she doesn’t believe them or doesn’t care.
3) Brady is unable to get anyone’s attention, you remain stuck as Lisa and her family head home.
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April 23, 2025
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