Falling into Morgan's Ass
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 5
by
Bobob1
Your eyes widened as you saw that the crazy trajectory Shannon had sent you on was propelling you right towards Morgan’s bare back. Unable to do a thing except for flail and wave your arms, your tiny body smacked into Morgan’s back, flattening slightly from the impact.
However, Morgan jumped into the air at the exact moment you hit her back, trying to wiggle the annoying zipper past her huge bubble butt. She was too distracted to feel a thing when you impact against her back, nor did she feel you as your tiny, slightly crumpled body rolled down her back, and right towards her ass.
As you careened down her back, on a one-way trip to the absolute last place you wanted to be, Morgan finally managed to achieve victory against her dress, yanking the zipper up and around her curvy, jiggly ass. Sadly, her victory came just a second too late, and you could do nothing but manage a strangled cry of despair as your minute body slapped against Morgan’s butt cheeks.
Morgan had worked up a considerable sweat in trying to put on her dress, and her fleshy butt cheeks were practically shining from a layer of sweat. That sweat also made her porcelain, smooth skin as slippery as ice, and your mildly mangled body couldn’t do a thing. Helpless, your body easily slipped right between Morgan’s butt cheeks, falling into her butt crack and vanishing from sight.
A moment later, Morgan finished zipping up her dress, pulling the zipper up her back until it stopped. The tight and constricting fabric of the dress held her body, especially her big butt, in a rather restrictive stranglehold. Her cheeks were forcibly clenched together, and your puny body was mashed senseless by her meaty mounds of butt flesh.
To Morgan’s dismay, she felt something small and squishy inside of her ass, causing her to groan loudly. It was just her luck that something had gotten wedged in her butt right after she had finally dealt with her frustrating zipper. Worse still, the show was beginning in moments, and she didn’t have time to check and see exactly what was causing the irritation.
Resigned to the hand she had been dealt, Morgan hurried out of the dressing room as fast as she was able to in her skin-tight dress and high heels. Her powerful ass cheeks shifted up and down as she sashayed down the hallway towards the stage. Your body was mercilessly ground to a pulp between her overbearing, sweaty butt cheeks.
As Morgan walked, she felt the tiny object in her butt squashing against her rather sensitive skin, causing a small blush to rise in her cheeks. Whatever had fallen into her butt felt surprisingly good and was actually rather soothing. Morgan found herself in less of a hurry to find out what the foreign object was, but her curiosity was raised significantly.
Regardless, the show began, and ran smoothly. Not a single problem occurred, and Penny, Gwen, and Morgan all put on a great performance. The crowd loved the show, cheering and clapping for nearly three whole minutes after the final scene. Morgan and her friends took several grateful bows, before scurrying off backstage, returning to the dressing room.
During the show, your body had been crushed and squashed over and over again, the titanic girl who had accidentally imprisoned you never giving you even a second to relax. She was in near constant motion, and whenever she wasn’t walking, she was sitting down. While seated, her massive butt cheeks spread out and smushed together, squashing you flat painfully. The combined heat and pressure Morgan was exerting on you was beginning to take effect, and you worried it wouldn’t be long before you became quite adhered to the inside of the purple haired giantess’ posterior.
Morgan hesitated for a few moments in the dressing room, allowing Gwen and Penny time to change into their street clothes and leave. Once she was alone, she locked the dressing room door to give herself some privacy and slipped out of her dress. The zipper gave her a few problems, but she managed to get it past her ass after jumping a few times. Each time she jumped, you were jostled around against her thick butt cheeks in a very nauseating motion.
Now stark naked, Morgan peeled her butt cheeks apart with one hand, and hesitantly felt inside of her ass with her other hand. Her ass was quite sweaty and damp, causing Morgan to grimace a bit. Still, she needed to know what had been so tiny and squishy inside of her butt. Whatever it was…it had felt pretty good.
What happens next?
However, Morgan jumped into the air at the exact moment you hit her back, trying to wiggle the annoying zipper past her huge bubble butt. She was too distracted to feel a thing when you impact against her back, nor did she feel you as your tiny, slightly crumpled body rolled down her back, and right towards her ass.
As you careened down her back, on a one-way trip to the absolute last place you wanted to be, Morgan finally managed to achieve victory against her dress, yanking the zipper up and around her curvy, jiggly ass. Sadly, her victory came just a second too late, and you could do nothing but manage a strangled cry of despair as your minute body slapped against Morgan’s butt cheeks.
Morgan had worked up a considerable sweat in trying to put on her dress, and her fleshy butt cheeks were practically shining from a layer of sweat. That sweat also made her porcelain, smooth skin as slippery as ice, and your mildly mangled body couldn’t do a thing. Helpless, your body easily slipped right between Morgan’s butt cheeks, falling into her butt crack and vanishing from sight.
A moment later, Morgan finished zipping up her dress, pulling the zipper up her back until it stopped. The tight and constricting fabric of the dress held her body, especially her big butt, in a rather restrictive stranglehold. Her cheeks were forcibly clenched together, and your puny body was mashed senseless by her meaty mounds of butt flesh.
To Morgan’s dismay, she felt something small and squishy inside of her ass, causing her to groan loudly. It was just her luck that something had gotten wedged in her butt right after she had finally dealt with her frustrating zipper. Worse still, the show was beginning in moments, and she didn’t have time to check and see exactly what was causing the irritation.
Resigned to the hand she had been dealt, Morgan hurried out of the dressing room as fast as she was able to in her skin-tight dress and high heels. Her powerful ass cheeks shifted up and down as she sashayed down the hallway towards the stage. Your body was mercilessly ground to a pulp between her overbearing, sweaty butt cheeks.
As Morgan walked, she felt the tiny object in her butt squashing against her rather sensitive skin, causing a small blush to rise in her cheeks. Whatever had fallen into her butt felt surprisingly good and was actually rather soothing. Morgan found herself in less of a hurry to find out what the foreign object was, but her curiosity was raised significantly.
Regardless, the show began, and ran smoothly. Not a single problem occurred, and Penny, Gwen, and Morgan all put on a great performance. The crowd loved the show, cheering and clapping for nearly three whole minutes after the final scene. Morgan and her friends took several grateful bows, before scurrying off backstage, returning to the dressing room.
During the show, your body had been crushed and squashed over and over again, the titanic girl who had accidentally imprisoned you never giving you even a second to relax. She was in near constant motion, and whenever she wasn’t walking, she was sitting down. While seated, her massive butt cheeks spread out and smushed together, squashing you flat painfully. The combined heat and pressure Morgan was exerting on you was beginning to take effect, and you worried it wouldn’t be long before you became quite adhered to the inside of the purple haired giantess’ posterior.
Morgan hesitated for a few moments in the dressing room, allowing Gwen and Penny time to change into their street clothes and leave. Once she was alone, she locked the dressing room door to give herself some privacy and slipped out of her dress. The zipper gave her a few problems, but she managed to get it past her ass after jumping a few times. Each time she jumped, you were jostled around against her thick butt cheeks in a very nauseating motion.
Now stark naked, Morgan peeled her butt cheeks apart with one hand, and hesitantly felt inside of her ass with her other hand. Her ass was quite sweaty and damp, causing Morgan to grimace a bit. Still, she needed to know what had been so tiny and squishy inside of her butt. Whatever it was…it had felt pretty good.
What happens next?
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April 23, 2025
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