A Quick and Completely Safe Jog!
"Umm...! Ummm....!" Honoka fidgeted around with the two shrunken girls in her hands, looking nervously in every direction to make sure there were no passersby watching. "Sorry girls, we'll talk back at the hotel!" Honoka said before unceremoniously stuffing Kotori into her breast pocket and Umi in her back pants pocket. The genki girl patted her tiny friends against her body to make sure they were secure and started her jog.
Kotori slid to the bottom of the pocket and ended up in a spread-eagle position hugging the underside of Honoka's boob. While the orange-haired idol wasn't exactly super well endowed, she was not flat by any means. With every step, Kotori was lifted weightlessly into the air, only for a moment later to be slammed back into the crevice of the pocket and pummeled by Honoka's hefty C-cups. Kotori figured Honoka's bra would do most of the shock absorption, but that position fell onto her now, literally. It was like getting repeatedly hit with a 100-pound bundle of pillows. Sure, it's soft, but it still weighed a ton.
Umi, meanwhile, did not fare much better. While she wasn't getting beaten down by her best friend's breasts, she was getting smeared across Honoka's ass cheek with every peppy step. Never in Umi's life did she think about how much Honoka's ass sweat, but now it was all that consumed her thoughts. It was a hot, humid day in NYC, and despite all the stamina training the center of μ's did on a daily basis, she still sweat up a storm. The various scents emanating from Honoka's ass as well as her sweat were powerful enough to send Umi into a daze.
During her short five-minute jog to the hotel, Honoka looked at the sky and smiled to herself, thinking she was giving her friends a fun ride and the best seats in the house.
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Back in their air-conditioned hotel room, Honoka removed her well-worn sneakers, and plopped her butt on the cushy king size bed.
"How ya doing Kotori-chan?" she asked, pulling the miniature girl out of her shirt pocket.
"I'm... umm... I think I'm okay... But please, just promise to never do that again, Honoka..." said Kotori, still out of breath and trying to fix her frazzled hair. "Where's Umi-chan?"
"Umi...? Oh!!" Honoka gasped, quickly realizing what that lump she was sitting on was. She pulled out the tiny blue-haired girl from underneath her and almost immediately regretted doing so.
Umi was nearly completely soaked, her hair matted down, and clothes wrinkled by the waves of sweat endured. She had definitely seen better days. Honoka realized she probably made a mistake in her choice of seating positions and prepared to get an earful from her uptight friend.
"I... I think I need a minute or two..." was all Umi murmured, staring off into space. A sigh of relief escaped Honoka's lips as she obliged and gently set both girls down on the bed in front of her.
The shrunken teenage idols stared up at their goddess-sized best friend smiling down at them giddily.
What did Honoka have in store for them?
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June 1, 2023
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