Down in the depths of Monique's crack, after her last gassy burst in the bathroom things became relatively peaceful, which you appreciated. So far there was nothing to make you think Monique was going out of her way to torture you, and in fact it sounded like she was quite a bit self-conscious about the whole ordeal so you cut her some slack. Thinking of what your fate would be had any of the other girls caught you made you shiver and appreciate Monique's kindness all the more, even if you had to deal with her huge sweaty ass and her gas.
You could hear constant noises that you recognized as voices from the outside, and it took you several minutes to become able to make them out, feeling weird at the fact that you had just got used to listening to the outside noises through the vast layers of booty fat engulfing you. You stopped to think about that, you hadn't gotten very long to look at Monique but you could more or less surmise that, joking aside, her gigantic asscheeks might actually be on a planetary scale compared to you, their warm, squishy masses extend miles and miles in every direction and you could easily get lost, and in fact the only reason you still got any sense of it is because you remember the direction her 'winds' blew from, so you knew which way was the front and which way was the back at the very least.
You then noticed that at times, the jiggly expanses engulfing you increased their pressure upon you, it was nowhere near painful, it just felt a bit overbearing but as you guessed it was just a simple involuntary action. You stayed still and almost felt as if you were in a sensory deprivation tank, though your senses of touch and smell were very much not deprived, but you were still glad there were no more sweaty oceans to deal with for the time being. You managed to hear a good portion of Ms. Coleman's class and thus you learned a little about how different this world was from yours, though so far there was nothing that directly gave you a lead on how to get back.
Time passed, and the pressure from Monique sitting down, to which you'd also somewhat gotten used to, eased up and you sensed that your self-contained world rose up in the air, further confirming the notion that she was standing up, and soon you felt the side to side swaying of her hips, which sandwiched you a little more between her hefty cheeks and dragged you a little deeper into her crack, but their pillowy and gelatinous consistence also slowed that movement down to the point it took you a while to notice, but before you could try making it known to her, you managed to hear Jen's, Lillian's and Lulu's voices. Monique's body tensed up so it muffled most of it, but you managed to piece together that they were likely looking for you, which put you in a dilemma... Should you let them know of your current location? Or should you stick around and trust Monique to avoid throwing her under the bus? The former felt like you were taking advantage and it didn't sit right with your conscience, so you opted for the latter after a few minutes of internal deliberation.
Your hunch soon would prove to have been right as you heard Jen's and Lillian's voices again, apparently confronting someone over your disappearance, and eventually you found out it was Celeste, a realization that made you cringe, as you definitely did not want to have to deal with her at this scale. But then the confrontation shifted over to Monique and Veronica and once again you felt your squishy surroundings tense up, as if trying to engulf you even more to hide you from the world. Despite the great weight upon you, you felt weirdly safe, it felt like you could trust Monique to keep you safe from anything. It was a very strange feeling, one that you couldn't quite shake off and couldn't explain either, but it intensified with her meaty cheeks exerting some pressure on you as she clenched.
Unfortunately, that sense of safety would be short lived as you soon heard a noise you dreaded, a distant rumbling that you could identify as coming from her stomach, which spelled bad news for you. You couldn't help but shudder and tried to brace yourself as best as you could for the incoming hurricane, which exploded out with tremendous force, though your surroundings managed to keep you pinned in place, and all you could do is to wait for her to run out of gas again you guessed...
"Are you sure he's not on either of you? He can easily get lost in big asses and I know he can even get like embedded into my cheeks if I put enough pressure on him" Lillian said, once again making Monique blush, though this time Veronica joined her albeit for different reasons.
"We're sure! He's not back there" Veronica said. Lillian could tell by her look that she kind of wanted you to be there but felt guilty about it. She was a bit more surprised about Monique but then again she also knew that the girl was self-conscious about her bottom assets, something Lillian herself was hoping to eventually break her out of.
"So we're back to square one, not a single clue on his whereabouts" Jen sighed.
"How about asking the Lunch Lady?" Monique suggested.
"Ooh, that's a good idea!" Lillian gave her a thumbs up "Dolores is a friend of his family and mine, she might know or might even have found him"
"But if she did he'd be back with Lulu, wouldn't he?" Jen raised an eyebrow.
"I mean... ideally, yes... but Dolores is almost as playful of my mom and if given the chance I think she'd like to have Blaise acquainted with her giant assets" Lillian chuckled, both Veronica and Jen gasped at this piece of info though.
"R-Really? But it's so big... oh god, poor Blaise" Veronica said.
"Yeah, it sounds a tad mean to subject him to such a huge butt" Jen crossed her arms "There IS such a thing as too much ass"
"Dunno about that. I kinda wish I can grow up that big in the future" Lillian shrugged "And Blaise would get very acquainted with it if it happens" She added with a more mischievous tone that earned her a dual glare from both Jen and Veronica. As you could hear most of it yourself, you shuddered more at the idea of having to deal with Dolores' monster booty at your scale, even at normal size it was by far the biggest one you ever saw, easily capable of engulfing your lap whole. At this scale, if Monique's cheeks are like planets hers might be frickin galaxies by comparison. The idea of Lillian growing up to a similar size and knowing her also sent cold shivers down your spine.
"Lillian!" Jen pouted.
"Alright, alright. Welp, it looks like none of you has him, but if you could keep an eye out for him, please let us know if you find him" Lillian said, and with that, she and Jen left, heading for the cafeteria to go ask Dolores about you.
Not too far away, a certain overweight blonde cop clenched her fist in apparent frustration.
"Damn it! I was hoping this would be easier..." Bertha sighed and decided to continue her patrolling rounds to make sure no one escaped school. She had gotten the "brilliant idea" of confiscating you should your friends find you, but her simplistic plan was hugely flawed and she only realized now. She had thought that she had struck gold when she saw your friends in the distance so now she was quite disappointed.
Back to the girls, Monique and Veronica decided to go find Snickers and talk to her. Fortunately, they found her just as she was grabbing stuff from her locker for her next class. Unknown to the pretty redhead, Monique was quite relieved that her ruse wasn't found out, and didn't feel as apprehensive about this search since she knew for certain that you were safe and hidden.
"Hello" Veronica greeted her, but the thicc blonde didn't respond.
"You ok?" Monique then asked and Snickers stopped, then looked at them, although with a cryptic expression in her face.
"You talking to me?" She asked quietly, and both Veronica and Monique nodded. Snickers raised both eyebrows in slight surprise and put away the book she had in her hand.
"How come?"
"Uhh..." Veronica had been caught off-guard, she had no idea she'd be this blunt and also felt like making up excuses wouldn't work, something Monique also noted, and stepped in to help her friend.
"We're gonna be honest, the main reason we came looking for you was to ask you if by any chance you'd found a micro lately" She said.
"I mean, there are several that go to the same classes I go to" Snickers shrugged.
"No, no... I mean... Someone you might have found... on you?" Monique asked, feeling a little embarrassed. She could see that Snickers had a similar physique to herself, very bottom heavy, and she was even chubbier, so she couldn't tell whether she was sensitive about it or not, thus she opted to be cautious. Still confused by the question, Snickers' first reaction was to look down at her own chest and nonchalantly feel around it with her hands, even reaching inside her bra cups.
"Nope, no micros there. They do sometimes fall in there" Snickers said. Feeling more embarrassed than ever, Veronica decided she had to ask the million dollar question.
"A-Alright, but... what about... your butt?" She timidly asked, worried she might take it the wrong way, but much to her surprise, Snickers didn't show a single hint of anger, instead she smiled and looked a little surprised.
"Oh! I hadn't thought about that... I haven't sat on any micros today... that I know of" She said as she patted her cheeks, trying to find any micros stuck to the tight, stretched fabric of her ridiculously short shorts.
"How about inside?" Monique then asked, and without missing a beat Snickers dug into her crack right there and then, feeling around, trying to find anything that shouldn't be there. A couple of minutes had passed and she was still searching.
"Is everything alright?" Veronica asked.
"Yeah, I feel something really small, but it's really deep and I think it kind of sank into these fat cheeks" Snickers chuckled and withdrew her hand. Veronica gasped, but before she could say anything, Snickers unleashed a huge, 5 seconds long fart that slightly shook the floor. Then she reached into the back of her shorts and pulled something out which she brought to her eye's level. Much to everyone's surprise, a micro had been found!
"Oh, hi Jeff!" Snickers casually greeted the tiny guy on her finger tip.
You could hear constant noises that you recognized as voices from the outside, and it took you several minutes to become able to make them out, feeling weird at the fact that you had just got used to listening to the outside noises through the vast layers of booty fat engulfing you. You stopped to think about that, you hadn't gotten very long to look at Monique but you could more or less surmise that, joking aside, her gigantic asscheeks might actually be on a planetary scale compared to you, their warm, squishy masses extend miles and miles in every direction and you could easily get lost, and in fact the only reason you still got any sense of it is because you remember the direction her 'winds' blew from, so you knew which way was the front and which way was the back at the very least.
You then noticed that at times, the jiggly expanses engulfing you increased their pressure upon you, it was nowhere near painful, it just felt a bit overbearing but as you guessed it was just a simple involuntary action. You stayed still and almost felt as if you were in a sensory deprivation tank, though your senses of touch and smell were very much not deprived, but you were still glad there were no more sweaty oceans to deal with for the time being. You managed to hear a good portion of Ms. Coleman's class and thus you learned a little about how different this world was from yours, though so far there was nothing that directly gave you a lead on how to get back.
Time passed, and the pressure from Monique sitting down, to which you'd also somewhat gotten used to, eased up and you sensed that your self-contained world rose up in the air, further confirming the notion that she was standing up, and soon you felt the side to side swaying of her hips, which sandwiched you a little more between her hefty cheeks and dragged you a little deeper into her crack, but their pillowy and gelatinous consistence also slowed that movement down to the point it took you a while to notice, but before you could try making it known to her, you managed to hear Jen's, Lillian's and Lulu's voices. Monique's body tensed up so it muffled most of it, but you managed to piece together that they were likely looking for you, which put you in a dilemma... Should you let them know of your current location? Or should you stick around and trust Monique to avoid throwing her under the bus? The former felt like you were taking advantage and it didn't sit right with your conscience, so you opted for the latter after a few minutes of internal deliberation.
Your hunch soon would prove to have been right as you heard Jen's and Lillian's voices again, apparently confronting someone over your disappearance, and eventually you found out it was Celeste, a realization that made you cringe, as you definitely did not want to have to deal with her at this scale. But then the confrontation shifted over to Monique and Veronica and once again you felt your squishy surroundings tense up, as if trying to engulf you even more to hide you from the world. Despite the great weight upon you, you felt weirdly safe, it felt like you could trust Monique to keep you safe from anything. It was a very strange feeling, one that you couldn't quite shake off and couldn't explain either, but it intensified with her meaty cheeks exerting some pressure on you as she clenched.
Unfortunately, that sense of safety would be short lived as you soon heard a noise you dreaded, a distant rumbling that you could identify as coming from her stomach, which spelled bad news for you. You couldn't help but shudder and tried to brace yourself as best as you could for the incoming hurricane, which exploded out with tremendous force, though your surroundings managed to keep you pinned in place, and all you could do is to wait for her to run out of gas again you guessed...
"Are you sure he's not on either of you? He can easily get lost in big asses and I know he can even get like embedded into my cheeks if I put enough pressure on him" Lillian said, once again making Monique blush, though this time Veronica joined her albeit for different reasons.
"We're sure! He's not back there" Veronica said. Lillian could tell by her look that she kind of wanted you to be there but felt guilty about it. She was a bit more surprised about Monique but then again she also knew that the girl was self-conscious about her bottom assets, something Lillian herself was hoping to eventually break her out of.
"So we're back to square one, not a single clue on his whereabouts" Jen sighed.
"How about asking the Lunch Lady?" Monique suggested.
"Ooh, that's a good idea!" Lillian gave her a thumbs up "Dolores is a friend of his family and mine, she might know or might even have found him"
"But if she did he'd be back with Lulu, wouldn't he?" Jen raised an eyebrow.
"I mean... ideally, yes... but Dolores is almost as playful of my mom and if given the chance I think she'd like to have Blaise acquainted with her giant assets" Lillian chuckled, both Veronica and Jen gasped at this piece of info though.
"R-Really? But it's so big... oh god, poor Blaise" Veronica said.
"Yeah, it sounds a tad mean to subject him to such a huge butt" Jen crossed her arms "There IS such a thing as too much ass"
"Dunno about that. I kinda wish I can grow up that big in the future" Lillian shrugged "And Blaise would get very acquainted with it if it happens" She added with a more mischievous tone that earned her a dual glare from both Jen and Veronica. As you could hear most of it yourself, you shuddered more at the idea of having to deal with Dolores' monster booty at your scale, even at normal size it was by far the biggest one you ever saw, easily capable of engulfing your lap whole. At this scale, if Monique's cheeks are like planets hers might be frickin galaxies by comparison. The idea of Lillian growing up to a similar size and knowing her also sent cold shivers down your spine.
"Lillian!" Jen pouted.
"Alright, alright. Welp, it looks like none of you has him, but if you could keep an eye out for him, please let us know if you find him" Lillian said, and with that, she and Jen left, heading for the cafeteria to go ask Dolores about you.
Not too far away, a certain overweight blonde cop clenched her fist in apparent frustration.
"Damn it! I was hoping this would be easier..." Bertha sighed and decided to continue her patrolling rounds to make sure no one escaped school. She had gotten the "brilliant idea" of confiscating you should your friends find you, but her simplistic plan was hugely flawed and she only realized now. She had thought that she had struck gold when she saw your friends in the distance so now she was quite disappointed.
Back to the girls, Monique and Veronica decided to go find Snickers and talk to her. Fortunately, they found her just as she was grabbing stuff from her locker for her next class. Unknown to the pretty redhead, Monique was quite relieved that her ruse wasn't found out, and didn't feel as apprehensive about this search since she knew for certain that you were safe and hidden.
"Hello" Veronica greeted her, but the thicc blonde didn't respond.
"You ok?" Monique then asked and Snickers stopped, then looked at them, although with a cryptic expression in her face.
"You talking to me?" She asked quietly, and both Veronica and Monique nodded. Snickers raised both eyebrows in slight surprise and put away the book she had in her hand.
"How come?"
"Uhh..." Veronica had been caught off-guard, she had no idea she'd be this blunt and also felt like making up excuses wouldn't work, something Monique also noted, and stepped in to help her friend.
"We're gonna be honest, the main reason we came looking for you was to ask you if by any chance you'd found a micro lately" She said.
"I mean, there are several that go to the same classes I go to" Snickers shrugged.
"No, no... I mean... Someone you might have found... on you?" Monique asked, feeling a little embarrassed. She could see that Snickers had a similar physique to herself, very bottom heavy, and she was even chubbier, so she couldn't tell whether she was sensitive about it or not, thus she opted to be cautious. Still confused by the question, Snickers' first reaction was to look down at her own chest and nonchalantly feel around it with her hands, even reaching inside her bra cups.
"Nope, no micros there. They do sometimes fall in there" Snickers said. Feeling more embarrassed than ever, Veronica decided she had to ask the million dollar question.
"A-Alright, but... what about... your butt?" She timidly asked, worried she might take it the wrong way, but much to her surprise, Snickers didn't show a single hint of anger, instead she smiled and looked a little surprised.
"Oh! I hadn't thought about that... I haven't sat on any micros today... that I know of" She said as she patted her cheeks, trying to find any micros stuck to the tight, stretched fabric of her ridiculously short shorts.
"How about inside?" Monique then asked, and without missing a beat Snickers dug into her crack right there and then, feeling around, trying to find anything that shouldn't be there. A couple of minutes had passed and she was still searching.
"Is everything alright?" Veronica asked.
"Yeah, I feel something really small, but it's really deep and I think it kind of sank into these fat cheeks" Snickers chuckled and withdrew her hand. Veronica gasped, but before she could say anything, Snickers unleashed a huge, 5 seconds long fart that slightly shook the floor. Then she reached into the back of her shorts and pulled something out which she brought to her eye's level. Much to everyone's surprise, a micro had been found!
"Oh, hi Jeff!" Snickers casually greeted the tiny guy on her finger tip.
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May 12, 2023
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