Pranks Between Lovers
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 7
by
Bobob1
Gwen hesitated for a moment, entirely perplexed as to why a miniature squishy sticker resembling a squashed guy had been stuck to the bottom of her foot, but then the truth of the matter finally dawned on her. Her girlfriend has snuck the little thing into her boot before the show, wanting to give her a good scare at thinking she’d pulverized some bug beneath her heel when she eventually found the sticker.
Laughing and blushing slightly, Gwen glanced over in the direction of where Penny was wiping her makeup off, shaking her head at how mercilessly playful and mischievous her girlfriend was. Clenching her fist quite subconsciously, her firm, muscled fingers clutched you tightly, squeezing you into a lumpy ball. You mentally cried out in exasperation, already realizing how horrible your life was about to become.
The crimson-haired giantess holding you captive hesitated until Morgan finished changing and left with a shy, friendly wave. Left alone with her girlfriend, Gwen strolled over to Penny, who was just finishing up at her makeup booth and was standing up. Penny flashed Gwen a wide smile as she approached. Penny had stripped down to her underwear, a simple but cute pair of sky-blue panties and matching bra.
“Sexy as always miss knight!” Penny sighed in an overly dramatic, dreamy fashion. Gwen grinned, leaned forward to hug Penny, and put her plan into motion.
With a swift and uncharacteristically casual movement for the more stoic Gwen, the darkly tanned girl palmed the hand with you in it and slapped Penny’s eye-catchingly curvy butt, generating an audible smack. The bubbly blonde’s butt rippled from the impact, the quivering flesh adhering to your body and transferring you from one tanned hand to one smooth butt cheek seamlessly, exactly as Gwen had intended.
Penny gasped and blushed bright red. “Gwen! Wow!” She caught her breath. “How unlike you.”
Gwen shrugged. “You tease me all the time, so I figured I’d get you back. Besides, it gets tiring feeling you up in a full suit of arm, head-to-toe. Sometimes even I need a bit of intimate closeness.
Penny’s eyes gleamed with the hint of a challenge accepted, and Gwen momentarily regretted continuing this (falsely misunderstood) prank war. “Oh? Intimate closeness, huh? Can’t get much closer than this private little dressing room then.”
“Penny, what are…”
Penny cut her girlfriend off by lunging at her, attacking her face with prolonged kisses, while jamming her other hand against Gwen’s firm breasts, circling her fingers down Gwen’s tank top. Gwen’s eyes widened and she doubled back, but Penny stuck to her like glue, purposefully guiding Gwen backwards towards the couch. The fiery redhead let out a startled shriek as she flipped over onto the couch, Penny landed on top of her in an instant.
Her protests and exclamations died in her throat as Penny moved another hand to Gwen’s crotch, while also finally working her other hand under Gwen’s bra. Gwen struggled for a second before finally relenting, allowing Penny’s tongue to sneak past her lips and enter her mouth. Muted cries of pleasure erupted from both girls as their wild moment of passion escalated, Gwen jumping in by grasping her girlfriend’s perky butt, once more squeezing you tightly against Penny’s wobbly ass cheek.
***
Fifteen minutes later, and Gwen stood by the door to the dressing room, still fighting to slow her heartbeat and fade the blush in her cheeks. Penny had dressed into a miniskirt and tight blouse, and tossed a few tissues into the trash can. She flashed Gwen a wide smile as she approached and slid her arm through Gwen’s.
“See! I cleaned up nice and good! No one but us will know what happened on that couch!” Penny explained, giggling at how Gwen’s blush returned. Standing up straighter, Gwen cleared her throat.
“Okay. Then let’s head home. I’m tired.” She asserted, opening the door and stepping out into the hallway.
“You should be! I rode you pretty hard, and…”
“Jesus, Penny!” Gwen cried, pushing her ceaselessly sensual girlfriend back. “What if someone hears you?” Penny only laughed heartily and took the lead, sizable yet irresistibly cute butt swing back and forth. Gwen trailed behind her, mildly irritated at how freely Penny talked about their sexual passion for one another, and also to stare at her ass, though even that was a multifaceted reason.
On the surface, Gwen couldn’t get enough of Penny, though she often hid her desires behind a serious and mature demeanor. Any chance to stare at her wonderful girlfriend was a welcome chance. However, Gwen was mildly amused that she could still see the tiny little prank sticker on Penny’s butt, glued to her sweaty skin, whenever the wind blew her miniskirt up a bit. She wondered when Penny would notice.
The two thespian lovers headed back home to their shared apartment, with Gwen opting to take a shower first. Penny passed the time sitting on the couch reading a book, every second she spent sitting on you flattening you further and further. A fairly petite girl, her full weight pressing down on you was still enough to both hurt and prevent you from any hope of escape (to say nothing of how sweaty it was getting under her derriere.
Once Gwen finished her shower, Penny hopped up and into the bathroom, stripping down and jumping into the shower. Hot water cascaded down her body, boiling and singing your sensitive skin while Penny relished in the soothing water easing her strained muscles. Still oblivious to your presence, Penny went through her normal shower routine, including coating you in soapy suds and roughly scrubbing you down with a wash cloth.
It wasn’t until she was out of the shower and drying off that she finally noticed your presence by the reflection of her ass in the mirror. Laughing instinctively out of surprise and confusion, Penny scrapped you free from her butt, and let your battered, flat body rest in her palm. For the second time in one day you found yourself powerlessly lying in an unaware giantesses hand, waiting for her to decide your fate.
Of course, Penny was on the same mental wavelength as Gwen, and so reached the same horribly incorrect conclusion. Assuming Gwen had tried to prank her by making her scream when she saw you, Penny immediately traced back to Gwen’s earlier ass slap in the dressing room. Grinning mischievously, Penny silently vowed that, no matter how long it took, she would win this now official prank war.
The implications didn’t fully dawn on you, but Penny and Gwen had now entered a no-holds barred prank war, with you as the hapless victim. Now that both sides had jumped to the same conclusion about you simply being a silly sticker, neither girl was going to ever help you or save you, unless you could manage to reform and THEN get there attention, which admittedly seemed soul-crushingly unlikely.
What happens next?
Laughing and blushing slightly, Gwen glanced over in the direction of where Penny was wiping her makeup off, shaking her head at how mercilessly playful and mischievous her girlfriend was. Clenching her fist quite subconsciously, her firm, muscled fingers clutched you tightly, squeezing you into a lumpy ball. You mentally cried out in exasperation, already realizing how horrible your life was about to become.
The crimson-haired giantess holding you captive hesitated until Morgan finished changing and left with a shy, friendly wave. Left alone with her girlfriend, Gwen strolled over to Penny, who was just finishing up at her makeup booth and was standing up. Penny flashed Gwen a wide smile as she approached. Penny had stripped down to her underwear, a simple but cute pair of sky-blue panties and matching bra.
“Sexy as always miss knight!” Penny sighed in an overly dramatic, dreamy fashion. Gwen grinned, leaned forward to hug Penny, and put her plan into motion.
With a swift and uncharacteristically casual movement for the more stoic Gwen, the darkly tanned girl palmed the hand with you in it and slapped Penny’s eye-catchingly curvy butt, generating an audible smack. The bubbly blonde’s butt rippled from the impact, the quivering flesh adhering to your body and transferring you from one tanned hand to one smooth butt cheek seamlessly, exactly as Gwen had intended.
Penny gasped and blushed bright red. “Gwen! Wow!” She caught her breath. “How unlike you.”
Gwen shrugged. “You tease me all the time, so I figured I’d get you back. Besides, it gets tiring feeling you up in a full suit of arm, head-to-toe. Sometimes even I need a bit of intimate closeness.
Penny’s eyes gleamed with the hint of a challenge accepted, and Gwen momentarily regretted continuing this (falsely misunderstood) prank war. “Oh? Intimate closeness, huh? Can’t get much closer than this private little dressing room then.”
“Penny, what are…”
Penny cut her girlfriend off by lunging at her, attacking her face with prolonged kisses, while jamming her other hand against Gwen’s firm breasts, circling her fingers down Gwen’s tank top. Gwen’s eyes widened and she doubled back, but Penny stuck to her like glue, purposefully guiding Gwen backwards towards the couch. The fiery redhead let out a startled shriek as she flipped over onto the couch, Penny landed on top of her in an instant.
Her protests and exclamations died in her throat as Penny moved another hand to Gwen’s crotch, while also finally working her other hand under Gwen’s bra. Gwen struggled for a second before finally relenting, allowing Penny’s tongue to sneak past her lips and enter her mouth. Muted cries of pleasure erupted from both girls as their wild moment of passion escalated, Gwen jumping in by grasping her girlfriend’s perky butt, once more squeezing you tightly against Penny’s wobbly ass cheek.
***
Fifteen minutes later, and Gwen stood by the door to the dressing room, still fighting to slow her heartbeat and fade the blush in her cheeks. Penny had dressed into a miniskirt and tight blouse, and tossed a few tissues into the trash can. She flashed Gwen a wide smile as she approached and slid her arm through Gwen’s.
“See! I cleaned up nice and good! No one but us will know what happened on that couch!” Penny explained, giggling at how Gwen’s blush returned. Standing up straighter, Gwen cleared her throat.
“Okay. Then let’s head home. I’m tired.” She asserted, opening the door and stepping out into the hallway.
“You should be! I rode you pretty hard, and…”
“Jesus, Penny!” Gwen cried, pushing her ceaselessly sensual girlfriend back. “What if someone hears you?” Penny only laughed heartily and took the lead, sizable yet irresistibly cute butt swing back and forth. Gwen trailed behind her, mildly irritated at how freely Penny talked about their sexual passion for one another, and also to stare at her ass, though even that was a multifaceted reason.
On the surface, Gwen couldn’t get enough of Penny, though she often hid her desires behind a serious and mature demeanor. Any chance to stare at her wonderful girlfriend was a welcome chance. However, Gwen was mildly amused that she could still see the tiny little prank sticker on Penny’s butt, glued to her sweaty skin, whenever the wind blew her miniskirt up a bit. She wondered when Penny would notice.
The two thespian lovers headed back home to their shared apartment, with Gwen opting to take a shower first. Penny passed the time sitting on the couch reading a book, every second she spent sitting on you flattening you further and further. A fairly petite girl, her full weight pressing down on you was still enough to both hurt and prevent you from any hope of escape (to say nothing of how sweaty it was getting under her derriere.
Once Gwen finished her shower, Penny hopped up and into the bathroom, stripping down and jumping into the shower. Hot water cascaded down her body, boiling and singing your sensitive skin while Penny relished in the soothing water easing her strained muscles. Still oblivious to your presence, Penny went through her normal shower routine, including coating you in soapy suds and roughly scrubbing you down with a wash cloth.
It wasn’t until she was out of the shower and drying off that she finally noticed your presence by the reflection of her ass in the mirror. Laughing instinctively out of surprise and confusion, Penny scrapped you free from her butt, and let your battered, flat body rest in her palm. For the second time in one day you found yourself powerlessly lying in an unaware giantesses hand, waiting for her to decide your fate.
Of course, Penny was on the same mental wavelength as Gwen, and so reached the same horribly incorrect conclusion. Assuming Gwen had tried to prank her by making her scream when she saw you, Penny immediately traced back to Gwen’s earlier ass slap in the dressing room. Grinning mischievously, Penny silently vowed that, no matter how long it took, she would win this now official prank war.
The implications didn’t fully dawn on you, but Penny and Gwen had now entered a no-holds barred prank war, with you as the hapless victim. Now that both sides had jumped to the same conclusion about you simply being a silly sticker, neither girl was going to ever help you or save you, unless you could manage to reform and THEN get there attention, which admittedly seemed soul-crushingly unlikely.
What happens next?
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April 23, 2025
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