Lulu stops in front of a mirror to admire her body
Giantess/Shrinking & Farts
Chapter 9
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bloodcookie
Ms. McAllen was about to make her way out of the locker room and out towards the gymnasium, when she happened to pass one of the locker room's full body mirrors, and caught a glimpse of her reflection in the glass. She stopped in her tracks and pivoted on her feet to get a better look at herself in her workout gear.
"Well, well, well... Who is this tall drink of water? Hey good looking, come here often?" Lulu asked her doppelganger in the mirror, carefully looking herself up and down like she was admiring a detailed work of art.
Meanwhile, you were still imprisoned in her titanic ass, with the heat increasing and the pressure changing in your fleshy chamber every second. You had managed to figure out that Ms. McAllen had stood up and was waking around, but her sudden stop had your mind racing.
Had she stopped because she was curious about the feeling in her butt? You heard her talking above you but hadn't caught what she said, had she stopped to talk with someone? In the darkness of her chasmic crack you could only guess, you couldn't even see your hand in front of your face.
Your panicked state had not subsided, and had only increased after Ms. McAllen had stood up and begun subjecting you to the constant barrage of her bountiful, bouncing booty as it battered and bashed your itty-bitty body with it's blubbery boulders. You began to nervously hyperventilate, taking in much more of Lulu's womanly musk than oxygen with each breath, hoping this would be the worst it got. Little did you know that I was about to get a whole lot worse.
Ms. McAllen was still looking herself over in the mirror, but had not yet begun to truly admire herself. She quickly darted her eyes around the room just to check and assure herself that she was still alone.
"Well, if I am going to be working out, I really should stretch out, shouldn't I? I wouldn't want to get a cramp or anything..." Lulu's tone was husky and just a bit mischievous.
The delightful tickling against her asshole had put in her in a playful mood, and she had a few minutes before she had to meet with Amber, so why not enjoy herself a little? Nobody would know. Nobody but you, of course.
Lulu started to slowly lean back and stretch her arms over her head, pushing her chest out and clenching her ass cheeks, both to help her balance herself, and to accentuate the joyful sensation pressing against her asshole.
Your world tilted and shifted around you once more, as the pressure increased drastically around you, and the wobbling walls of ass fat that surrounded you squashed and squeezed you harder than they yet had, and you struggled even harder to breath.
Lulu was smiling wide and further enjoying the glorious spectacle that was her simply showing off her body. She had the odd insecurity here and there about her looks, as most people do, despite her outward confidence. Whether it was her wondering what others thought of her freckles, or worrying about her weight on the rare occasion, those thoughts were there. But more often than not - and especially right now - Lulu wasn't just confident in her appearance, she was proud of it.
She was sexy and she knew it, and she wanted to relish the way she felt at the moment; really take in her own beauty. She gave her chest a quick shake, her smile widening further as she gawked at her ample breasts in admiration. But it was time for the main event; she wanted to admire her best asset.
Ms. McAllen began slowly leaning forward, stretching down to touch her toes, arching her back towards and sticking her gargantuan booty right up in the air, causing her already tight shorts to almost disappear into her hungry ass crack, giving her a large wedgie that only increased the pressure on her asshole.
During all of this, the grip that Lulu's cheeks had on you loosened somewhat, and you nearly cried in relief, thanking whatever higher power that was listening for this brief bit of mercy. But it was not to last. Just as quickly as the situation had improved for you, it took a turn for the worst as you could feel Lulu bending over as far as she could go, and as she did the shorts and panties that cradled you against her big bubble butt compacted your tiny body even harder, pushing you face-first and screaming for your life directly into her eagerly pulsating anus.
Your screaming mouth had made contact with her humongous butthole, and you found yourself unable to move in this position at all. There was nothing you could do but try and ignore the musty taste filling your mouth, while screaming bloody murder into your teacher's puckered booty-hole, hoping she would notice.
Your actions had certainly gotten Ms. McAllen's attention, but not in the way you had hoped. She was nearly shaking with excitement as she felt the mysterious pleasure coming from the back of her panties suddenly intensify.
She bit her lip and moaned loudly, stretching down further and further, bit by bit, as much as she could just to make the pleasure in her asshole last that little bit longer. That "little bit longer" lasted for nearly two minutes, as you suffered at the will of your teacher's increasing arousal. Lulu finally started to slowly stand upright, and turned herself most of the way around to admire the fresh wedgie she had given herself.
"Oh my goodness! Lulu, you are just terrible! Such a shameful display, honestly! What if someone sees?" She coyly smirked at the reflected image of her mammoth booty swallowing her shorts as if they were just another thong, proud of her work and still growing more aroused by the second.
Lulu adjusted her stance, spreading her legs apart and jutting her ass out as far far as she could, preparing for something that would put you through a new kind of torture.
"Amber might be in better shape than me, but can she do this?" Lulu teasingly said aloud, making sure she had a good view of her whole booty in the mirror.
You knew something was about to happen, but you weren't sure what. Before you could give it much serious thought, your world began to bounce and shake furiously, moving in all directions every second, and yet again the heat grew more intense as your teacher's ass bullied and beat you around.
Lulu was in contrast, enjoying herself greatly, as she twerked her enormous booty for her own amusement right in front of the mirror, giving her a perfect view of just how much her juicy ass could jiggle and wobble, enraptured with her own curviness.
She couldn't help but giggle, these were such naughty things to be doing in the school locker room, especially as a teacher, but it was just too fun for her to stop, and the continued stimulation of one of her most intimate areas was definitely adding to the experience for her quite a bit.
Ms. McAllen kept on bouncing, popping, and heartily shaking her monstrous caboose for several minutes, grinning and giggling the whole way through, focusing intensely on the feeling inside her ass, until eventually she simply could not take it anymore.
Lulu stood up quickly, sweating just a bit from her intense "pre-workout routine", and started taking deep heaving breaths. Not out of exhaustion, but rather excitement. She had really gotten herself worked up from her playing around, on top of the tingling in her ass of course, and she needed to "let off some steam", so to speak.
The heat and smell of Lulu's musk inside her panties had magnified intensely, and her booty was now becoming slick with sweat, making the confines of ass even hotter and more humid than before. You looked around frantically, still surrounded by inky blackness, unsure of what to do next.
Lulu was weighing her options out loud just above you, while also tugging lightly on the waistband of her shorts, twisting and playing with the fabric with a fervor of nervous excitement. She bit her lip yet again, and closed her eyes to isolate her feelings of pleasure.
"Mmmmmnnff... Oh, it's just too much! I need to find relief now or I might just burn up from the inside out!" Lulu managed to blurt out, all the while bouncing on her heels to feel her body continue jiggling, with one hand gently caressing her breast.
Choice #1: Lulu can't handle her intense feelings of arousal and locks herself in the free bathroom stall in order to have some time alone to "relieve herself"
Choice #2: Somebody walks in on Lulu's display, likely another teacher or a student, and she must act natural and try to explain away the situation
"Well, well, well... Who is this tall drink of water? Hey good looking, come here often?" Lulu asked her doppelganger in the mirror, carefully looking herself up and down like she was admiring a detailed work of art.
Meanwhile, you were still imprisoned in her titanic ass, with the heat increasing and the pressure changing in your fleshy chamber every second. You had managed to figure out that Ms. McAllen had stood up and was waking around, but her sudden stop had your mind racing.
Had she stopped because she was curious about the feeling in her butt? You heard her talking above you but hadn't caught what she said, had she stopped to talk with someone? In the darkness of her chasmic crack you could only guess, you couldn't even see your hand in front of your face.
Your panicked state had not subsided, and had only increased after Ms. McAllen had stood up and begun subjecting you to the constant barrage of her bountiful, bouncing booty as it battered and bashed your itty-bitty body with it's blubbery boulders. You began to nervously hyperventilate, taking in much more of Lulu's womanly musk than oxygen with each breath, hoping this would be the worst it got. Little did you know that I was about to get a whole lot worse.
Ms. McAllen was still looking herself over in the mirror, but had not yet begun to truly admire herself. She quickly darted her eyes around the room just to check and assure herself that she was still alone.
"Well, if I am going to be working out, I really should stretch out, shouldn't I? I wouldn't want to get a cramp or anything..." Lulu's tone was husky and just a bit mischievous.
The delightful tickling against her asshole had put in her in a playful mood, and she had a few minutes before she had to meet with Amber, so why not enjoy herself a little? Nobody would know. Nobody but you, of course.
Lulu started to slowly lean back and stretch her arms over her head, pushing her chest out and clenching her ass cheeks, both to help her balance herself, and to accentuate the joyful sensation pressing against her asshole.
Your world tilted and shifted around you once more, as the pressure increased drastically around you, and the wobbling walls of ass fat that surrounded you squashed and squeezed you harder than they yet had, and you struggled even harder to breath.
Lulu was smiling wide and further enjoying the glorious spectacle that was her simply showing off her body. She had the odd insecurity here and there about her looks, as most people do, despite her outward confidence. Whether it was her wondering what others thought of her freckles, or worrying about her weight on the rare occasion, those thoughts were there. But more often than not - and especially right now - Lulu wasn't just confident in her appearance, she was proud of it.
She was sexy and she knew it, and she wanted to relish the way she felt at the moment; really take in her own beauty. She gave her chest a quick shake, her smile widening further as she gawked at her ample breasts in admiration. But it was time for the main event; she wanted to admire her best asset.
Ms. McAllen began slowly leaning forward, stretching down to touch her toes, arching her back towards and sticking her gargantuan booty right up in the air, causing her already tight shorts to almost disappear into her hungry ass crack, giving her a large wedgie that only increased the pressure on her asshole.
During all of this, the grip that Lulu's cheeks had on you loosened somewhat, and you nearly cried in relief, thanking whatever higher power that was listening for this brief bit of mercy. But it was not to last. Just as quickly as the situation had improved for you, it took a turn for the worst as you could feel Lulu bending over as far as she could go, and as she did the shorts and panties that cradled you against her big bubble butt compacted your tiny body even harder, pushing you face-first and screaming for your life directly into her eagerly pulsating anus.
Your screaming mouth had made contact with her humongous butthole, and you found yourself unable to move in this position at all. There was nothing you could do but try and ignore the musty taste filling your mouth, while screaming bloody murder into your teacher's puckered booty-hole, hoping she would notice.
Your actions had certainly gotten Ms. McAllen's attention, but not in the way you had hoped. She was nearly shaking with excitement as she felt the mysterious pleasure coming from the back of her panties suddenly intensify.
She bit her lip and moaned loudly, stretching down further and further, bit by bit, as much as she could just to make the pleasure in her asshole last that little bit longer. That "little bit longer" lasted for nearly two minutes, as you suffered at the will of your teacher's increasing arousal. Lulu finally started to slowly stand upright, and turned herself most of the way around to admire the fresh wedgie she had given herself.
"Oh my goodness! Lulu, you are just terrible! Such a shameful display, honestly! What if someone sees?" She coyly smirked at the reflected image of her mammoth booty swallowing her shorts as if they were just another thong, proud of her work and still growing more aroused by the second.
Lulu adjusted her stance, spreading her legs apart and jutting her ass out as far far as she could, preparing for something that would put you through a new kind of torture.
"Amber might be in better shape than me, but can she do this?" Lulu teasingly said aloud, making sure she had a good view of her whole booty in the mirror.
You knew something was about to happen, but you weren't sure what. Before you could give it much serious thought, your world began to bounce and shake furiously, moving in all directions every second, and yet again the heat grew more intense as your teacher's ass bullied and beat you around.
Lulu was in contrast, enjoying herself greatly, as she twerked her enormous booty for her own amusement right in front of the mirror, giving her a perfect view of just how much her juicy ass could jiggle and wobble, enraptured with her own curviness.
She couldn't help but giggle, these were such naughty things to be doing in the school locker room, especially as a teacher, but it was just too fun for her to stop, and the continued stimulation of one of her most intimate areas was definitely adding to the experience for her quite a bit.
Ms. McAllen kept on bouncing, popping, and heartily shaking her monstrous caboose for several minutes, grinning and giggling the whole way through, focusing intensely on the feeling inside her ass, until eventually she simply could not take it anymore.
Lulu stood up quickly, sweating just a bit from her intense "pre-workout routine", and started taking deep heaving breaths. Not out of exhaustion, but rather excitement. She had really gotten herself worked up from her playing around, on top of the tingling in her ass of course, and she needed to "let off some steam", so to speak.
The heat and smell of Lulu's musk inside her panties had magnified intensely, and her booty was now becoming slick with sweat, making the confines of ass even hotter and more humid than before. You looked around frantically, still surrounded by inky blackness, unsure of what to do next.
Lulu was weighing her options out loud just above you, while also tugging lightly on the waistband of her shorts, twisting and playing with the fabric with a fervor of nervous excitement. She bit her lip yet again, and closed her eyes to isolate her feelings of pleasure.
"Mmmmmnnff... Oh, it's just too much! I need to find relief now or I might just burn up from the inside out!" Lulu managed to blurt out, all the while bouncing on her heels to feel her body continue jiggling, with one hand gently caressing her breast.
Choice #1: Lulu can't handle her intense feelings of arousal and locks herself in the free bathroom stall in order to have some time alone to "relieve herself"
Choice #2: Somebody walks in on Lulu's display, likely another teacher or a student, and she must act natural and try to explain away the situation
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