Up Her Butt
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
jester888
Patricia stared down at the two dozen minuscule people between her legs, relishing the power she now held. And she knew exactly what to do next. "Alright, tinies. Listen up! You may not have known it when you got on, but this bus brought you on a field trip, to a very, very special destination."
She brought her feet together, chubby bare legs forming an impassible barricade around them all, then she unbuttoned her shorts and ever so slowly pulled down the zipper. "You're visiting a holy place...or should I say, hole-y." She giggled at her own wordplay. "And you all get to visit one. By. One."
Bianca stared up at her giant friend. Even she was starting to feel scared as the titaness wiggled out of her shorts, revealing Harley Quinn-patterned panties that clung too tightly to her hips and were visibly riding up into the cavern between her plump, pasty cheeks. She lifted her legs to scoot the shorts off tantalizingly slowly, letting the shadow of the denim loom over her victims. In that instant, some of them acted on instinct and took off in a dead sprint.
Patricia noticed this as her shorts dropped off of her ankles, and a white-hot anger rose to her face. "No!"
She slammed her legs back down, the impact and the breeze knocking over every single tiny. Bianca nearly dropped her camera phone, and regaining her footing tried not to let her own shaking throw it off. "This is your only warning. If any of you tries to run, I'll pluck your arms and legs off and use you to clean my teeth."
Several tinies shrieked. One woman broke down crying. Bianca texted up 'Geez. Drama queen much?,' pretending she was as confident as her message implied.
Patricia waited, watching the tiny people regroup. That seemed to knock the confidence out of them. "Alright. Now, back to your destination..." She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the panties, prying them free. She lay back, hoisting her butt high in the air above all of them. Free of the floor and the panties, they looked up in horror as each fleshy orb jiggled with every movement she took. Panties down around her ankles, Patricia decided to play it up for the camera and gave herself a spank on the right cheek before sliding back and coming down, but not carefully enough. She felt a liquidy splat under that same cheek. "Whoops. Someone got too close."
She giggled again, grinding her butt against the carpet. "But you didn't come on this field trip just to see the outside. Let's start the tour, shall we?"
Legs repositioned around her tiny prey, Patricia licked the tip of her finger and dipped it gently into the middle of the pile, noting Bianca and her tiny phone standing toward the back of the group. She made contact and lifted her finger, one screaming man now stuck to the sticky tip. She lifted him to her face and grinned. "You're so lucky. You get to go first."
She made kissy lips at him and vocalized a loud "Mmmmmwah! Buh bye now."
Then her finger was heading south. With her free hand, Bianca clutched her left buttcheek, pulling it away to reveal the darkest part of her crack and their final destination to her captive audience. She lowered her finger dramatically, letting the little man really enjoy the view, not that his screams sounded much like he enjoyed it, but really that was his own problem. She dipped him below her butthole, dragging him up through her crack until he made contact with the hungry pucker. As he did, she flexed without meaning to and suddenly he was half inside her. Too soon. She'd meant to play it up more, and she did what she could. He was inside up to her shoulder, but his tiny legs flailed outside.
She pressed her finger against his tiny butt and wiggled him in a circle, paying attention to every tiny wrinkle. It was dryer than she expected and kind of uncomfortable. Scrunching up her face, she gathered some spit in her mouth, bent over herself and let a long rope of drool dangle down and douse her first visitor. She took hold of his waist, spun him around a few times, then, satisfied, pressed her finger to the tips of his feet and pushed him in in one swift motion. Then she kept pushing. Deeper, deeper, up to the last knuckle on her finger. She let out an over-the-top moan like she figured you were supposed to do in these situations, then she slowly, dramatically withdrew her finger and waggled it at the crowd of tinies. "Who's next?"
Nicole watched silently, jaw hanging open, a scarlet blush on her cheeks. From the tinies came screams, panic, but no one dared run after that display and the earlier threat. One by one, Patricia scooped them up, and one by one she forced them deep into her ass, alternatively moaning, giggling and taunting them, until there was only Bianca left.
Patricia patted her belly, though the people she could feel squirming around inside her were far lower. She looked down at Bianca and a cruel gaze mounted on her face. She grinned. "And then there was one."
In one foul motion, she licked her finger, savoring her own disgusting taste and scooping up her tiny camera-wielding friend, who started shrieking "Stop! Stop! This isn't funny, Patricia!"
Patricia smiled and lowered her finger toward her hungry butt hole. "Bye bye, Bianca."
She brought her feet together, chubby bare legs forming an impassible barricade around them all, then she unbuttoned her shorts and ever so slowly pulled down the zipper. "You're visiting a holy place...or should I say, hole-y." She giggled at her own wordplay. "And you all get to visit one. By. One."
Bianca stared up at her giant friend. Even she was starting to feel scared as the titaness wiggled out of her shorts, revealing Harley Quinn-patterned panties that clung too tightly to her hips and were visibly riding up into the cavern between her plump, pasty cheeks. She lifted her legs to scoot the shorts off tantalizingly slowly, letting the shadow of the denim loom over her victims. In that instant, some of them acted on instinct and took off in a dead sprint.
Patricia noticed this as her shorts dropped off of her ankles, and a white-hot anger rose to her face. "No!"
She slammed her legs back down, the impact and the breeze knocking over every single tiny. Bianca nearly dropped her camera phone, and regaining her footing tried not to let her own shaking throw it off. "This is your only warning. If any of you tries to run, I'll pluck your arms and legs off and use you to clean my teeth."
Several tinies shrieked. One woman broke down crying. Bianca texted up 'Geez. Drama queen much?,' pretending she was as confident as her message implied.
Patricia waited, watching the tiny people regroup. That seemed to knock the confidence out of them. "Alright. Now, back to your destination..." She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the panties, prying them free. She lay back, hoisting her butt high in the air above all of them. Free of the floor and the panties, they looked up in horror as each fleshy orb jiggled with every movement she took. Panties down around her ankles, Patricia decided to play it up for the camera and gave herself a spank on the right cheek before sliding back and coming down, but not carefully enough. She felt a liquidy splat under that same cheek. "Whoops. Someone got too close."
She giggled again, grinding her butt against the carpet. "But you didn't come on this field trip just to see the outside. Let's start the tour, shall we?"
Legs repositioned around her tiny prey, Patricia licked the tip of her finger and dipped it gently into the middle of the pile, noting Bianca and her tiny phone standing toward the back of the group. She made contact and lifted her finger, one screaming man now stuck to the sticky tip. She lifted him to her face and grinned. "You're so lucky. You get to go first."
She made kissy lips at him and vocalized a loud "Mmmmmwah! Buh bye now."
Then her finger was heading south. With her free hand, Bianca clutched her left buttcheek, pulling it away to reveal the darkest part of her crack and their final destination to her captive audience. She lowered her finger dramatically, letting the little man really enjoy the view, not that his screams sounded much like he enjoyed it, but really that was his own problem. She dipped him below her butthole, dragging him up through her crack until he made contact with the hungry pucker. As he did, she flexed without meaning to and suddenly he was half inside her. Too soon. She'd meant to play it up more, and she did what she could. He was inside up to her shoulder, but his tiny legs flailed outside.
She pressed her finger against his tiny butt and wiggled him in a circle, paying attention to every tiny wrinkle. It was dryer than she expected and kind of uncomfortable. Scrunching up her face, she gathered some spit in her mouth, bent over herself and let a long rope of drool dangle down and douse her first visitor. She took hold of his waist, spun him around a few times, then, satisfied, pressed her finger to the tips of his feet and pushed him in in one swift motion. Then she kept pushing. Deeper, deeper, up to the last knuckle on her finger. She let out an over-the-top moan like she figured you were supposed to do in these situations, then she slowly, dramatically withdrew her finger and waggled it at the crowd of tinies. "Who's next?"
Nicole watched silently, jaw hanging open, a scarlet blush on her cheeks. From the tinies came screams, panic, but no one dared run after that display and the earlier threat. One by one, Patricia scooped them up, and one by one she forced them deep into her ass, alternatively moaning, giggling and taunting them, until there was only Bianca left.
Patricia patted her belly, though the people she could feel squirming around inside her were far lower. She looked down at Bianca and a cruel gaze mounted on her face. She grinned. "And then there was one."
In one foul motion, she licked her finger, savoring her own disgusting taste and scooping up her tiny camera-wielding friend, who started shrieking "Stop! Stop! This isn't funny, Patricia!"
Patricia smiled and lowered her finger toward her hungry butt hole. "Bye bye, Bianca."
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