Bit of a time skip, after the show wraps up for...
The Shrinking Virus- Collaberotica Version
Chapter 16
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So many hours had passed compressed between Jamie's breasts, surrounded by waves of noise that ceased to relent from act to act that hit the stage. From heavier bands to chiller alternative groups, each performance found some way to abuse the abundance the tinies present at the festival. Throwing clusters of them out to the crowd with t shirts, treating them like confetti, you name it. It was especially devastating when Jamie had the luck to catch one in her mouth after it had been shot from the stage. Susan excitedly whooped for her while she quickly savored the surprise snack and swallowed them down. From your perch, you swore you could feel the doomed morsel descend beneath her brown sternum.
It was a nightmare all around, and when the final headliner finished the last of their encore, you found some relief when the girls decided to head out. The new challenge of surviving the crowd bumping into Jamie and inadvertently squeezing her chest together was close to excruciating, though eased up as the throng thinned out.
"Holy shit, I'm glad we stuck around. Talus Mount's way better live than their albums," Jamie said, her voice finally audible over the sea of conversation and cheering they'd been submerged in for hours.
"Fuck yeah! I'm just stoked to finally see Laser Kitten Surprise! They just debuted last year, and they're already on the festival circuit." Susan replied, eagerly sharing her own insight.
"You've been trying to show me them, right? Let's but em on back at the tent." Jamie suggested, revealing that they had sleeping arrangements on the grounds, implying this might not be the only day of the festival.
Susan nodded, "Sounds kosher, bae. What about your lil' guy?"
"Oh yeah!" Jamie reached into her chest and gripped around you and wrenched you out of the humid cleavage, "You have fun dude?"
"Ooo! Did you know any of the bands up there?" Susan swooped in, leaning slightly over to address him.
"Naw, look at him. Don't think he's with it, exactly," Jamie chuckled, stuffing you back between her breasts.
Susan shrugged in agreement, and the two continued chatting for the next mile or two it took to reach the campsites, speak with a residential guide, then finally make it to their reserved tent.
"Ugh!! Why do they only offer shuttles to VIP? Kinda bull if you ask me," Susan groaned, stretching her arms above her head after tossing her bag onto the first well kept cot.
"I liked it. I keep telling you to hike with me more often," Jamie passively replied, taking a seat by the shared nightstand and setting out her belongings.
You were still trapped between her breasts, wondering if you'd just become an accessory for her. Reduced to a prop to boost this young woman's status amongst people she'd never met for a weekend of hedonism and arguable crimes against humanity. Unless that's not what you were anymore. Less than human, something for these girls to do with as they pleased, no matter how ghastly or miserable it made you. They did buy you after all. By all legal definitions, you were their property.
Maybe it was time to look on the bright side. If you had to be objective about these proceedings, you were happy it seemed they wanted you around. And resting between a pretty girl's tits was hardly the worst place he could've wound up. He heard some tinies were used as insoles. And obviously tinies had become a popular diet option, as evident as this was by your environment today.
If you were just meant to be a pet, or a toy, aside from the loss of dignity, it was better than dying. As Jamie laid down in her temporary bed, her breasts lightly compressing around you as she laid on her side, you began to consider making the best of your slavery. Jamie seemed nice, maybe you could get to know her. She showed some small instances of considering his feelings before Susan put her down. One on one, perhaps he could reach out to her. This all might work out yet! Now all you had to do was find the will to sleep and endure whatever hell tomorrow would bring with these lovely sadists.
It was a nightmare all around, and when the final headliner finished the last of their encore, you found some relief when the girls decided to head out. The new challenge of surviving the crowd bumping into Jamie and inadvertently squeezing her chest together was close to excruciating, though eased up as the throng thinned out.
"Holy shit, I'm glad we stuck around. Talus Mount's way better live than their albums," Jamie said, her voice finally audible over the sea of conversation and cheering they'd been submerged in for hours.
"Fuck yeah! I'm just stoked to finally see Laser Kitten Surprise! They just debuted last year, and they're already on the festival circuit." Susan replied, eagerly sharing her own insight.
"You've been trying to show me them, right? Let's but em on back at the tent." Jamie suggested, revealing that they had sleeping arrangements on the grounds, implying this might not be the only day of the festival.
Susan nodded, "Sounds kosher, bae. What about your lil' guy?"
"Oh yeah!" Jamie reached into her chest and gripped around you and wrenched you out of the humid cleavage, "You have fun dude?"
"Ooo! Did you know any of the bands up there?" Susan swooped in, leaning slightly over to address him.
"Naw, look at him. Don't think he's with it, exactly," Jamie chuckled, stuffing you back between her breasts.
Susan shrugged in agreement, and the two continued chatting for the next mile or two it took to reach the campsites, speak with a residential guide, then finally make it to their reserved tent.
"Ugh!! Why do they only offer shuttles to VIP? Kinda bull if you ask me," Susan groaned, stretching her arms above her head after tossing her bag onto the first well kept cot.
"I liked it. I keep telling you to hike with me more often," Jamie passively replied, taking a seat by the shared nightstand and setting out her belongings.
You were still trapped between her breasts, wondering if you'd just become an accessory for her. Reduced to a prop to boost this young woman's status amongst people she'd never met for a weekend of hedonism and arguable crimes against humanity. Unless that's not what you were anymore. Less than human, something for these girls to do with as they pleased, no matter how ghastly or miserable it made you. They did buy you after all. By all legal definitions, you were their property.
Maybe it was time to look on the bright side. If you had to be objective about these proceedings, you were happy it seemed they wanted you around. And resting between a pretty girl's tits was hardly the worst place he could've wound up. He heard some tinies were used as insoles. And obviously tinies had become a popular diet option, as evident as this was by your environment today.
If you were just meant to be a pet, or a toy, aside from the loss of dignity, it was better than dying. As Jamie laid down in her temporary bed, her breasts lightly compressing around you as she laid on her side, you began to consider making the best of your slavery. Jamie seemed nice, maybe you could get to know her. She showed some small instances of considering his feelings before Susan put her down. One on one, perhaps he could reach out to her. This all might work out yet! Now all you had to do was find the will to sleep and endure whatever hell tomorrow would bring with these lovely sadists.
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June 3, 2023
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