Amanda's Bra
A Tiny Child Chapter 3
"I mean, you're like an expert on bras, right?"
"Uh, what?" You respond.
"I have a favor to ask, though I think you'll probably enjoy it..."
"Um."
"Just sit tight, alright?" You climb up onto her bed and watch her, still towel-clad, as she picks out clothing for the day, including of course the bra and panties. She lies down next to you and removes the towel from around her breasts and leaves it at her waist, still covering up her lower sections. Her great, still moist bosom with its dark and pointed nipples now lay out in the open, jiggling more freely now with her movement. She picks you up.
"Do you like them, little bro? I remember when you were little, or, well, (giggler) littler... I would carry you around all day in between these girls. Of course, they were smaller back then too, but they still dwarfed you... In fact," she says, placing you against her cool nipple, "even my nipple's always been bigger than you!" She laughs, and holds you up once more.
"Aww, sorry bro, are you embarrassed? ...Well, don't be! What's family for, huh? At least with tinies like you."

"Anyway," she continues, "here." She gingerly places you against the cleft formed by her two breasts. "Hold on tight, widdle Jakey, hehehe." She puts on her bra over you and begins tinkering with the clasps on her back.

"I want you to tell me when this is just tight enough, okay? Just, um.... Once you think my bra's on good and tight, just poke my boob twice. Thanks, Jake! ...Oh, wait, you've got to actually be between my boobs, not just at my chest. Hold on," she says and reaches between her tits to adjust your position. You're now squished between the fleshy walls.

She starts adjusting her bra, making it slowly tighter, waiting for you signal. Behind the bra, her breasts bear down on you, and the squishing pressure increases. You can no longer move now! You're being squeezed too hard!

"Jake? Still tighter? I think it's already pretty tight, but... well, okay!" Amanda assumes that since you have yet to give the signal, that you want her bra even tighter still. So she pulls on the clasps even harder, so hard you start to pass out from the lack of air and heat and rising pressure in between her breasts.

"Oof... This is pretty tight, Jake," she says, cupping her self. "I don't think I can go tighter than this. So this is okay, you think, Jake? My cleavage does look really really good like this... Jake?" More confused than worried, Amanda fishes you out of her cleavage. You are completely flattened/unconscious.

"Oh wow, Jake! I'm sorry, I should have realized... Oh, (giggle) I see not every part of you has been squished flat by my vo-lup-tu-ous breasts. Hahaha! I guess you were enjoying them so much you passed out... Well, Jake, as a way of thanking you, let's get you back in there!!"

She separates her breasts (with some difficulty) and places your unconscious body between them, and squishes them together and rubs them all over you.

"Have fun in there! ...Well, when you wake up, anyway. Man, I should have had him help with the front of my panties instead..."

Amanda continues getting dressed.
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May 12, 2023
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