A Movie at the Mall! But Which One? ( · ❛ ֊ ❛)✧ Tiny Terry chapter 6 by KoroKoroAi

Hazel was practically vibrating with excitement as she carried Terry through the mall. Her palm was warm and slightly sweaty against his back, her fingers curled around him like a cage, but hey, at least he wasn't stuffed between her breasts anymore. That was something. That was definitely something.

Except now he had to watch them bounce. Every step she took, every skip and hop and excited little bounce, her breasts moved. They were right there, huge and soft and straining against the fabric of her cream-colored dress, the same dress that had been his prison just minutes ago. He had an up-close look at the way the thin material clung to the curves of her tits, outlining every shape and swell. It was obscene. It was humiliating. He couldn't look away.

"Come on, come on, come on!" Hazel chirped, her voice echoing through the crowded mall. People turned to look at her, at the pretty blonde girl skipping through the food court, but Hazel didn't notice. Hazel never noticed. She was too busy being excited about everything all the time.

She bounced on her heels as they approached the movie theater, the motion sending tremors through her body that rattled Terry's bones. Her breasts jiggled with the movement, the soft flesh swaying side to side, and Terry had to close his eyes for a moment just to think straight.

"I haven't been to the movies in forever!" Hazel said, pressing her free hand to her chest. Her fingers brushed against her collarbone, and the motion made her breasts shift again, the fabric of her dress pulling tight across her nipples, visible even through her fairly thin bra. "Kayla always wants to watch stuff at home so she can smoke her dumb vape and Mom never wants to go out because she says the seats are dirty but I love the movies! The popcorn! The previews! The big screen! Terry-Berry! ヽ(✿ﾟ▽ﾟ)ノ"

She was talking so fast, her words tumbling over each other, and Terry couldn't get a word in even if he wanted to. Not that he wanted to. He was too busy trying not to stare at his sister's obscenely huge and bouncing chest.

The movie theater was a massive building at the end of the mall, all glass and neon lights and posters for the latest flicks. Hazel pushed through the double doors and the cold air hit them both, making Terry shiver. Hazel didn't seem to notice. She was too busy scanning the ticket booth, her eyes wide and sparkling.

"There's so many choices!" she squealed. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, what should we see?"

She looked down at Terry, her blue eyes enormous, her smile so bright it was almost blinding. Her thumb stroked against his back, slow and absent.

"Well?" she asked. "What do you want to watch, Terry-Berry?"

"I, uh, I don't know what they're showing, so-" he started, but Hazel was already walking toward the ticket booth, her shoes clicking against the tile floor.

The girl behind the counter looked bored. She was maybe seventeen, with a pasty white face and dark circles under her eyes and hair that looked like it hadn't been washed in days. She was wearing the theater's red vest over a wrinkled t-shirt, and she was chewing gum with her mouth open, smacking it loudly as Hazel approached.

"Hi!" Hazel said, bouncing up to the counter. Her breasts bounced with her, the soft flesh swaying under her dress, and Terry watched the ticket girl's eyes go wide.

The ticket girl stared at Hazel's chest. Just stared. Her gum stopped mid-chew, her mouth hanging open slightly, and her eyes were locked onto the cleavage visible above the neckline of Hazel's dress. The same cleavage Terry had been trapped in just minutes ago. The same soft, warm, perfect breasts that were now on full display.

Hazel didn't notice the obvious stare. Hazel was too busy looking up at the movie times, her head tilted back, her hand still cupping Terry against her palm.

"So we have..." she squinted at the board. "A Romance in Paris... that sounds cute! ʚ(◜𖥦◝ )ɞ Or there's My High School Crush, I saw the trailer for that and it looked so good! The guy was really hot but he was a total jerk to the main girl and then she got a makeover and he realized he was wrong and they kissed in the rain! And there's Midnight Revenge, that's the new action one with the car chases and explosions and stuff. Kayla would probably like that one. Or..."

She paused, her eyes going even wider.

"There's a horror movie! ヽ(°〇°)ﾉ"

Terry could hear the ticket girl sigh. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her eyes still fixed on Hazel's chest, and her gum smacked loudly in the silence.

"Ma'am," the ticket girl said, her voice flat and bored. "There's a line."

Hazel looked behind her, as if noticing for the first time that there were other people waiting. A couple holding hands, a dad with two kids, a group of teenagers.

"Oh!" Hazel laughed, the sound bright and tinkling. "Sorry! I just can't decide!"

She looked back up at the board, her brow furrowed in concentration. Her thumb kept stroking against Terry's back, and he could feel the heat rising in his cheeks. Hazel was always like this.

"What do you think, Terry-Berry?" Hazel asked, looking down at him. "Romance? Chick flick? Action? Or horror? (◕‿◕✿)"

Terry opened his mouth to answer, but Hazel kept talking

"Midnight Revenge has that one actress who was in the superhero movie. She's really pretty. I love her hair. It's all long and shiny and she does that thing where she flips it over her shoulder when she's about to punch someone. I wish I could do that. But every time I try I just hit myself in the face."

She giggled. Terry felt like he was going to die.

"And the horror movie..." Hazel's voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes going wide. "It Came From the Refrigerator. Sounds scary! There are zombies in it. Or ghosts? Or maybe an axe murderer?? I could barely watch the trailer! Oh, Terry, I don't know if I can watch a horror movie. I get scared so easily! Remember when we watched that one scary movie together, Terry? You were so little and you hid behind the couch cushions and I had to hold you because you were shaking so much. Then I got so scared I had to curl up with you. You were so cute. (｡♡‿♡｡)"

She cooed at the memory, her cheeks flushing pink. Her hand tightened around Terry, her fingers curling against his body

"So which one?" Hazel asked, bouncing on her heels again. Her breasts jiggled with the motion, and the ticket girl's eyes followed them like a cat watching a bird. "You have to pick, Terry. I can't decide! They all look so good! ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶"

The line behind them was growing. Terry could hear people shuffling their feet, clearing their throats, sighing loudly. The ticket girl's gum smacked and smacked and smacked.