Pam takes you into the spa
The Shrinking Virus- Collaberotica Version
Chapter 17
"You know, you're really lucky your mom still cares enough about you to want to keep you safe," Pam says, as she holds you in her hand while she walks.
"I've been trying to convince her to give you up for years, after all, what are you worth now that you're so tiny?"
"Now that Ray's disappeared, I'm sure she's bound to see that she'll be better off starting fresh, with some handsome hunk and then..."
"...then well, maybe she'll change her mind about you after all."
Hearing your mom's crazy best friend's thoughts fills you with dread. Was this why Pam arranged the getaway? To convince your mom to "give you up"? What did she mean though? Surely they weren't just going to leave you to fend for yourself. The world had become an unforgiving place for tinies, shrinks, shrinkies, pick your name, to the norms they were all the same. And what was Elsie talking about when she asked if you knew the rules.
"Now Ken, I know that you're a good boy, and that under normal circumstances, I might have even liked you a little, and I'm not just saying that," Pam starts again, as you both walk into a what appears to be a seating area of sorts, with a small bar on one side, and some comfy couches, where a number of women are happily seated on and chatting away as they wait to be called in for their massages.
"But it's time you learned what happens to shrinks who don't have anyone to care for them, the way your mom has been caring for you," she continues, as she casually drops you into her cleavage.
Her skin is soft and threatens to swallow you up if you don't make the effort to keep from slipping between the warm mounds of her breast. Somewhere behind you, a steady thumping tells you that you are just above her heart, and you feel her breasts begin to squeeze you as she takes a seat on a couch with another woman.
"Haven't seen you around, is this your first day?" the woman asks politely.
"Fresh off the plane, but it's not my first time here," Pam says, as she picks up a small menu card from the coffee table in front of her. Leaning back in her seat, you find yourself awkwardly twisting sideways to get a glimpse of the other woman as Pam pays no attention to the fact that you're pretty much sinking into her fat.
"It's great isn't it? I just spent a lovely week here getting pampered, enjoying the scenery and all the eye candy...and can you believe the all-you-can-eat?" the other woman says, still trying to make conversation with Pam. You manage to get a good look at her, and you can see that unlike Pam, she's already dressed in a spa robe and has a large margarita glass in one hand. She seems to be about Pam and your mom's age, with sandy blonde hair and thin red lips that seems to tighten every time she smiles.
"Oh you don't have to tell me, I swear, the last time I came by, I could barely fit into my knickers by the time I left," Pam says nonchalantly, as she calls a waiter over.
"Oh hahaha my, you're quite forthright aren't you?" the other woman says, and you recognise a hint of a British accent.
"All the time honey," Pam replies,"I tell it like it is."
The waiter, a tall chiselled, sunkissed man in his twenties stops for a moment to take Pam's order, and you can see both women's eyes light up as the man banters with both of them. He seems to know that he's the center of attention, and the smile on his face tells you he is enjoying it.
"Now that's a fine specimen of a man if I ever saw one," Pam says, as the waiter leaves with her order.
"Like I said, eye candy, hahaha."
"I'm Madeleine, by the way, but you can call me Maddy" the other lady says, turning fully to face Pam. She's pretty, with wide curious eyes and now that you can see her front profile, those thin lips appear quite attractive given her features.
"Pamela, and you can call me Pam," your captor replies, returning Madeleine's smile.
"I've been trying to convince her to give you up for years, after all, what are you worth now that you're so tiny?"
"Now that Ray's disappeared, I'm sure she's bound to see that she'll be better off starting fresh, with some handsome hunk and then..."
"...then well, maybe she'll change her mind about you after all."
Hearing your mom's crazy best friend's thoughts fills you with dread. Was this why Pam arranged the getaway? To convince your mom to "give you up"? What did she mean though? Surely they weren't just going to leave you to fend for yourself. The world had become an unforgiving place for tinies, shrinks, shrinkies, pick your name, to the norms they were all the same. And what was Elsie talking about when she asked if you knew the rules.
"Now Ken, I know that you're a good boy, and that under normal circumstances, I might have even liked you a little, and I'm not just saying that," Pam starts again, as you both walk into a what appears to be a seating area of sorts, with a small bar on one side, and some comfy couches, where a number of women are happily seated on and chatting away as they wait to be called in for their massages.
"But it's time you learned what happens to shrinks who don't have anyone to care for them, the way your mom has been caring for you," she continues, as she casually drops you into her cleavage.
Her skin is soft and threatens to swallow you up if you don't make the effort to keep from slipping between the warm mounds of her breast. Somewhere behind you, a steady thumping tells you that you are just above her heart, and you feel her breasts begin to squeeze you as she takes a seat on a couch with another woman.
"Haven't seen you around, is this your first day?" the woman asks politely.
"Fresh off the plane, but it's not my first time here," Pam says, as she picks up a small menu card from the coffee table in front of her. Leaning back in her seat, you find yourself awkwardly twisting sideways to get a glimpse of the other woman as Pam pays no attention to the fact that you're pretty much sinking into her fat.
"It's great isn't it? I just spent a lovely week here getting pampered, enjoying the scenery and all the eye candy...and can you believe the all-you-can-eat?" the other woman says, still trying to make conversation with Pam. You manage to get a good look at her, and you can see that unlike Pam, she's already dressed in a spa robe and has a large margarita glass in one hand. She seems to be about Pam and your mom's age, with sandy blonde hair and thin red lips that seems to tighten every time she smiles.
"Oh you don't have to tell me, I swear, the last time I came by, I could barely fit into my knickers by the time I left," Pam says nonchalantly, as she calls a waiter over.
"Oh hahaha my, you're quite forthright aren't you?" the other woman says, and you recognise a hint of a British accent.
"All the time honey," Pam replies,"I tell it like it is."
The waiter, a tall chiselled, sunkissed man in his twenties stops for a moment to take Pam's order, and you can see both women's eyes light up as the man banters with both of them. He seems to know that he's the center of attention, and the smile on his face tells you he is enjoying it.
"Now that's a fine specimen of a man if I ever saw one," Pam says, as the waiter leaves with her order.
"Like I said, eye candy, hahaha."
"I'm Madeleine, by the way, but you can call me Maddy" the other lady says, turning fully to face Pam. She's pretty, with wide curious eyes and now that you can see her front profile, those thin lips appear quite attractive given her features.
"Pamela, and you can call me Pam," your captor replies, returning Madeleine's smile.
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June 3, 2023
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