Under Quinn
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
alphadragon
Your eyes widened in surprise as the flirtatious giantess' index finger curled back into a flicking position, before slamming outwards into your miniscule body faster than you could react, sending you flying across the room.
You screamed as you flew through the air, tumbling head over heels, trying to keep the contents of your stomach down as the common's room zoomed by in a dizzying blur. Waving your arms like a maniac, you were unable to do anything as you sailed over the couple on the couch, still enraptured in their lovemaking. As gravity began to reassert itself, you managed to catch a glimpse of your destination...only to face the terrible revelation that you were sailing straight towards Quinn.
Oblivious to your plight, you could only watch with mounting horror as Quinn readjusted herself in her seat, her legs spread wide open for your imminent arrival. With no time to even scream, you sailed straight into the yawning abyss of her skirt, bouncing off a plump thigh and disappearing inside.
Abagail slapped her hand over her mouth, fighting desperately to suppress her growing giggles. Her shoulders shaking so hard from the effort that her towel slipped off around her feet, not that she noticed.
The nude girl couldn't believe what she just did.
She hadn't been aiming for Quinn.......not intentionally anyways.
Yet, Abagail gaped in stunned amazement as the itty-bitty bug flew across the room and went right up that snobby bookworm's cooch. To her, it all seemed to happen in slow motion. It was so surreal watching the little bug's face actually twist in horror before it vanished inside her skirt.
And the best part of it, Quinn had No. Damn. Clue. Not the tiniest idea that the perverted little bug was now crawling all around her snatch.
She swallowed another wave of giggles as Quinn looked up from her book, giving Abagail a withering glare.
Noticing that she was naked again, Abagail stifled her laughter long enough to slip her towel back on. With barely restrained mirth, she stumbled out of the commons room towards her room. Stealing a glance back, she bit her lip as Quinn went back to her studies, recrossing her legs.
She just to tell someone. Like right now.
Fortunately, she ran into someone on the way.
"Oh! Sorry, Abby." Amber yelped, narrowly avoiding bowing over the girl when she came rushing round the corner. The poor girl looked frazzled, her eyes darting up and down the hallway as she searched for her sorority sister. Her legs itching to run, to chase after her missing tutor, but she needed to find where Sasha went first. "Uhh, did you see where Sasha headed off-...Hey!?"
Amber nearly shouted as Abagail wrapped an arm around her, stopping her from running off.
"Calm down girl. What's the rush?"
"Abby. Let me go!" Amber tried to worm her way out of the buxom girl's grip, but Abagail was stronger than she looked. "I have to find Sasha before..." She choked down her next words. Telling Abby about her tiny tutor was about as good an idea as telling Sasha. If either of them knew, Amber shuddered at the thought, it would make the sorority's previous end of the year party look like a tea party compared to the utter chaos her tutor would wrought.
"Before what Amberrrr?" Abagail purred; her curiosity piqued.
"Tha-That..." Amber's mind drew a total blank. "Tha-That Sasha h-has m-my..." she stumbled over her words, nearly incoherent.
Abagail stared at the stuttering girl, smirking.
"Well, never mind." She shrugged then pulled Amber in close for a conspirator huddle. She'll find out whatever her sorority sister was hiding later, Abagail had more important things to do...like. "Amber, you are not gonna believe what I just found downstairs."
"Abby, I don't care about-"
"I found this curious little bug." She rolled over Amber, still keeping her in a tight embrace. "It was so tiny and cute. It almost looked like a little man."
Amber suddenly froze, her entire body going rigid. With none of her previous stuttering, she asked "A little man you said?"
Abagail nodded, knowing she now had her hook, line, and sinker. "Umhmmm." She purred, "The little thing just looked so pitiful, sitting there in the middle of the table. Why, you should have seen how hard it was staring at the girls." She gave her chest a playful shake, her breasts nearly popping out of her towel. "Then my Rey-Rey dared me to show it my tits." She blushed as she recalled the moment. "I thought the little thing was going to die from shock."
"And where is this little ma...bug right now?" Amber stared at Abagail with an intensity to make the towel-clad girl blink.
Ohhhh, so she has one of those fetishes.
She smiled. Now came the best part.
"Well..." Abagail cooed, "I couldn't just the little thing alone." She placed two fingers on her chest, walking them across the swaying orbs with deliberate slowness. "He'd worked so hard to sneak in here, so I thought I would help the little guy along." Her fingers had reached the edge of her tits and she hopped over to Amber's chest. When they reached the other girl's cleavage, one finger curled back then flicked forward. "It was so funny watching him fly away. I almost didn't believe where he landed."
"...Abby," Amber felt the blood drain from her face, "Where is he?"
Instead of answering, Abagail slid her hand off Amber chest large chest and down the girl's front. Her lips twisting into a vulpine smile as the other girl’s complexion paled the further down Abigail went till she was patting Amber’s crotch. Her words hardly a whisper in Amber’s ears.
"You should ask Quinn."
......
Meanwhile, underneath Quinn.
You groaned, as Quinn readjusted herself for the umpteenth time in the last five minutes. The girl just refusing to sit still as your squishy body was squeezed and flattened further with each instance. It was all the worst considering where you ended up.
After bouncing off Quinn's thigh, your inertia kept your partially crushed form rolling further down the rabbit hole of her skirt. The ride finally ending when you smacked into Quinn's warm skin. Only for the supple flesh to give way as your squishy form ended up pinched between two walls of smooth skin.
You sighed, having been through this sort of situation many times with your mother and sister. First thing to do was assess the damage, then try to figure out where you ended up. Checking your body, you find your head had been flattened on impact, leaving you unable to move it, so you had to strain your eyes to figure where exactly you were.
The darkness was the first thing you noticed as Quinn's thighs blotted out all of the light, save for a tiny pinprick coming in from outside world. Barely able to see, you stretched out your other limbs to check your surroundings. Your one free arm felt nothing but smooth skin on your right and something like wiry carpet on your left.
It didn't go unnoticed as you froze when Quinn started to move. Everything around you shifting into motion, your body dragged along with it. You yelp as your free arm was smashed flat, stuck fast to the hair on your left as the college girl's thighs grind together like two mountains before they part and light lit up the inside of her skirt. Hissing at the blinding light, you blinked away the spots in your eyes and glimpsed your relative position.
By the time the light dwindled to narrow sliver as Quinn finished readjusting herself and closed her thighs again, you managed to deduce your location and with a surge of both arousal and fear. To your right was the pale expanse of Quinn's plump thigh and to your left...a rosy colored slit surrounded by a dark carpet of trimmed pubic hair.
In other words, you were pinned between her thigh and her vagina.
You screamed as you flew through the air, tumbling head over heels, trying to keep the contents of your stomach down as the common's room zoomed by in a dizzying blur. Waving your arms like a maniac, you were unable to do anything as you sailed over the couple on the couch, still enraptured in their lovemaking. As gravity began to reassert itself, you managed to catch a glimpse of your destination...only to face the terrible revelation that you were sailing straight towards Quinn.
Oblivious to your plight, you could only watch with mounting horror as Quinn readjusted herself in her seat, her legs spread wide open for your imminent arrival. With no time to even scream, you sailed straight into the yawning abyss of her skirt, bouncing off a plump thigh and disappearing inside.
Abagail slapped her hand over her mouth, fighting desperately to suppress her growing giggles. Her shoulders shaking so hard from the effort that her towel slipped off around her feet, not that she noticed.
The nude girl couldn't believe what she just did.
She hadn't been aiming for Quinn.......not intentionally anyways.
Yet, Abagail gaped in stunned amazement as the itty-bitty bug flew across the room and went right up that snobby bookworm's cooch. To her, it all seemed to happen in slow motion. It was so surreal watching the little bug's face actually twist in horror before it vanished inside her skirt.
And the best part of it, Quinn had No. Damn. Clue. Not the tiniest idea that the perverted little bug was now crawling all around her snatch.
She swallowed another wave of giggles as Quinn looked up from her book, giving Abagail a withering glare.
Noticing that she was naked again, Abagail stifled her laughter long enough to slip her towel back on. With barely restrained mirth, she stumbled out of the commons room towards her room. Stealing a glance back, she bit her lip as Quinn went back to her studies, recrossing her legs.
She just to tell someone. Like right now.
Fortunately, she ran into someone on the way.
"Oh! Sorry, Abby." Amber yelped, narrowly avoiding bowing over the girl when she came rushing round the corner. The poor girl looked frazzled, her eyes darting up and down the hallway as she searched for her sorority sister. Her legs itching to run, to chase after her missing tutor, but she needed to find where Sasha went first. "Uhh, did you see where Sasha headed off-...Hey!?"
Amber nearly shouted as Abagail wrapped an arm around her, stopping her from running off.
"Calm down girl. What's the rush?"
"Abby. Let me go!" Amber tried to worm her way out of the buxom girl's grip, but Abagail was stronger than she looked. "I have to find Sasha before..." She choked down her next words. Telling Abby about her tiny tutor was about as good an idea as telling Sasha. If either of them knew, Amber shuddered at the thought, it would make the sorority's previous end of the year party look like a tea party compared to the utter chaos her tutor would wrought.
"Before what Amberrrr?" Abagail purred; her curiosity piqued.
"Tha-That..." Amber's mind drew a total blank. "Tha-That Sasha h-has m-my..." she stumbled over her words, nearly incoherent.
Abagail stared at the stuttering girl, smirking.
"Well, never mind." She shrugged then pulled Amber in close for a conspirator huddle. She'll find out whatever her sorority sister was hiding later, Abagail had more important things to do...like. "Amber, you are not gonna believe what I just found downstairs."
"Abby, I don't care about-"
"I found this curious little bug." She rolled over Amber, still keeping her in a tight embrace. "It was so tiny and cute. It almost looked like a little man."
Amber suddenly froze, her entire body going rigid. With none of her previous stuttering, she asked "A little man you said?"
Abagail nodded, knowing she now had her hook, line, and sinker. "Umhmmm." She purred, "The little thing just looked so pitiful, sitting there in the middle of the table. Why, you should have seen how hard it was staring at the girls." She gave her chest a playful shake, her breasts nearly popping out of her towel. "Then my Rey-Rey dared me to show it my tits." She blushed as she recalled the moment. "I thought the little thing was going to die from shock."
"And where is this little ma...bug right now?" Amber stared at Abagail with an intensity to make the towel-clad girl blink.
Ohhhh, so she has one of those fetishes.
She smiled. Now came the best part.
"Well..." Abagail cooed, "I couldn't just the little thing alone." She placed two fingers on her chest, walking them across the swaying orbs with deliberate slowness. "He'd worked so hard to sneak in here, so I thought I would help the little guy along." Her fingers had reached the edge of her tits and she hopped over to Amber's chest. When they reached the other girl's cleavage, one finger curled back then flicked forward. "It was so funny watching him fly away. I almost didn't believe where he landed."
"...Abby," Amber felt the blood drain from her face, "Where is he?"
Instead of answering, Abagail slid her hand off Amber chest large chest and down the girl's front. Her lips twisting into a vulpine smile as the other girl’s complexion paled the further down Abigail went till she was patting Amber’s crotch. Her words hardly a whisper in Amber’s ears.
"You should ask Quinn."
......
Meanwhile, underneath Quinn.
You groaned, as Quinn readjusted herself for the umpteenth time in the last five minutes. The girl just refusing to sit still as your squishy body was squeezed and flattened further with each instance. It was all the worst considering where you ended up.
After bouncing off Quinn's thigh, your inertia kept your partially crushed form rolling further down the rabbit hole of her skirt. The ride finally ending when you smacked into Quinn's warm skin. Only for the supple flesh to give way as your squishy form ended up pinched between two walls of smooth skin.
You sighed, having been through this sort of situation many times with your mother and sister. First thing to do was assess the damage, then try to figure out where you ended up. Checking your body, you find your head had been flattened on impact, leaving you unable to move it, so you had to strain your eyes to figure where exactly you were.
The darkness was the first thing you noticed as Quinn's thighs blotted out all of the light, save for a tiny pinprick coming in from outside world. Barely able to see, you stretched out your other limbs to check your surroundings. Your one free arm felt nothing but smooth skin on your right and something like wiry carpet on your left.
It didn't go unnoticed as you froze when Quinn started to move. Everything around you shifting into motion, your body dragged along with it. You yelp as your free arm was smashed flat, stuck fast to the hair on your left as the college girl's thighs grind together like two mountains before they part and light lit up the inside of her skirt. Hissing at the blinding light, you blinked away the spots in your eyes and glimpsed your relative position.
By the time the light dwindled to narrow sliver as Quinn finished readjusting herself and closed her thighs again, you managed to deduce your location and with a surge of both arousal and fear. To your right was the pale expanse of Quinn's plump thigh and to your left...a rosy colored slit surrounded by a dark carpet of trimmed pubic hair.
In other words, you were pinned between her thigh and her vagina.
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