An Apocalyptic Embrace Shrunk in an Amusement Park chapter 6 by Louka31

It takes a Herculean effort but you manage to worm your way up out of Orla's bosom. You claw at her damp skin until your entire upper body is free. Gasping for air, you take in the world beyond your fleshy prison. Humongous passersby talk and laugh in the sun. Infuriatingly, several of them (mostly guys) look right in your direction only to keep walking. You aren't sure if it's because you're so small or Orla's boobs are so huge, but normal-sized people don't even notice you between them.

You begin to squirm again, trying to free your hips. She's not making it any easier on you. Her chest rocks with every step, threatening to swallow you back into the cushy canyon. If you can just get your legs free you might be able to get the giant redhead's attention. All you need is a little more time and-

"Hi, Orla!"

A bubbly voice draws your attention back to the forest of towering people. You look up in time to see one of the enormous park-goers hurtling toward you and your oblivious captress. A beaming Indian girl with a soft, curvy figure. She's voluptuous for sure, if not slightly overweight. Her chest looks even larger than Orla's, sloshing menacingly within a sturdy white bikini. The new woman charges at you and your captress with her arms open wide, quickly filling the horizon. Too late to react, you realize what's about to happen.

"Oh! Hey, Maya-"

Orla's surprised greeting is the last thing you hear before a wall of warm brown skin slams into you like a tidal wave. The new girl, apparently named Maya, almost tackles Orla in a hug. They're roughly the same height so their chests are about level. For you, this is catastrophic. You're crushed between endless acres of flesh. To make matters worse, Orla actually reciprocates the embrace. Your plush surroundings suddenly shift and your body slips out of Orla's cleavage and into the impossibly tight space where four breasts press together. Dark flesh swells against pale flesh, seemingly fighting for space, with no regard for any puny thing that might be caught in the surge. You're going to be squished if they don't let up!


When they finally separate, you find yourself...