Chapter 2 - Where Tinies Rest
“You’re so friggin cute!” Debbie gushed to her new pet. “I think I’ll call you… Squishy!”r32;The name “Squishy” was a scary thing to be called after watching what happened to the last person that interacted with this towering beauty, but her intentions didn’t seem ill willed. r32;“U-uh, my name was actually Bri-”
“Alright Squishy, you’re lucky I saved you! Big mean ol’ Sam would’ve smushed you too if I didn’t,” Debbie unintentionally cut off the tiny girl. “I’m wide awake now, so to make up for me saving your lil’ heinie we’re gonna play so we can tire ourselves out and sleep!” She placed her little pet on her desk, then began to think about how to play with her. “Squishy” had a feeling she’d end up getting more tired out than her new owner.“Aha! I got it!”
“W-w-what are you doing!?” The tiny blushed as Debbie undid the remaining buttons of her pajama shirt and removed it.“We’re both girls, so it’s fine if you see them! You’re gonna do a little exploring, Squishy!” Debbie plopped her immense chest down onto the desk dangerously close to where her pet stood. The impact knocked her onto her butt, and the masses of flesh wobbled and shook for several more moments after the initial motion. From Squishy’s perspective, the mountains of flesh were seemingly endless, and even attempting to climb them seemed like a daunting task.
“I won’t make you climb all the way up quite yet, just try to get to my cute nipples,” Debbie said, sticking her tongue out playfully. The tiny girl had a hard time finding purchase on the soft, smooth skin before her, but eventually was able to lift herself off the wooden surface she stood on. The scene taking place before her made Debbie giggle, sending vibrations and threatening to undo all of the hard work Squishy had done. After several minutes, she finally reached the pink mound resting among the wide expanse of soft flesh. Thankfully, the curvature of Debbie’s boob meant she wouldn’t fall off and could lay flat, but to help guarantee she would slide down she reached a tiny arm into the slit of her owner’s inverted nipple.
“H-hey! Careful in there, it’s sensitive!” Debbie was caught off guard by the sudden sensation of a tiny hand feeling around the most sensitive part of her nipple. “Yawn~ Alright Squishy, it’s late and I’m getting tired, so I think it’s time to call it a night. I just ordered your leash online and it should be here tomorrow, but for tonight I gotta find you a safe spot to sleep!”
“W-wait a leash? B-but I’m a person!”“Yeah, and you’re my little person! Now hold still while I figure how to keep you safe for tonight…” A giant finger descended onto the tiny girl, pressing her into the crevice of Debbie’s nipple. It caught her by surprise, but it was both calming and arousing. The sweet scent of her captor’s flesh was surrounding her, and the nub within the opening she found herself pressed against was growing stiff against her minute body. “Today was a good day to be a tiny lesbian,” she thought to herself.
“Aha! Found it,” Debbie cheered. A few moments later the finger lifted off of Squishy, and for the tiny girl left clinging to a nipple half as big as her, was replaced by a sky of gold. Before she could react, the golden star pastie pressed down into her, sealing her against the sensitive nub. The pastie wasn’t quite big enough to cover her entire nipple, as her areola was visible around it, but it did the job of keeping her new pet safe as cozy. “Niiice n’ safe! Hopefully you’re not too squished in there,” Debbie cooed. She proceeded to tuck herself into bed, leaving her enormous tits out so as not to smush her new pet too much. She was sure to lay on her back, as laying forward could be fatal for Squishy.
“Goodnight Squishy~” she raised a massive tit to her face, planting a kiss on the pastie that sealed her pet against her, sending shivers down her spine. As she slowly dosed off to sleep, her pet was stuck clinging to her nipple. As it returned to its dormant state, she was slightly pulled into the slit of her nipple, with her limbs trapped next to the nub as it hid itself from the outside world. Only the back of her head and upper body would be visible from the outside, had it not been for the star shaped pastie hiding her. It grew fairly stuffy within her sleeping quarters, but the overwhelming sweet scent of the giant woman was in no way unpleasant. “This is my new life,” she whispered to herself. She slowly felt herself drift off to sleep within the embrace of a giant, inverted nipple.
Meanwhile, Sam was minding her own business elsewhere. Unbeknownst to her other roommate, Heather, she was also minding someone else's business.
*PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP*
Sam watched through the doorway that was slightly cracked open. Her roommate and close friend, Heather, was pulverizing her own ass with an enormous dildo, easily dwarfing anything Sam kept in her arsenal. It was nearly as big as her forearm, and rivaled it in girth too. Despite its immense size, it's full length was being easily forced in and out of her ass.
Even though the scene taking place before Sam might be a surprising one for most, especially considering the mousy girl partaking in it, it wasn't one bit unexpected. It became news to her several months ago that Heather did this type of thing almost every night.
The night that Sam found out, Heather had (wrongly) assumed everyone gone to sleep, and thought it would be safe to do her daily deviance in peace. Something seemed off to Sam when she heard moaning and thumping through the thin, shared wall to one side of her room.
Was Heather having someone over? No, I would've seen them come in. Besides, she barely goes outside. What, exactly, is going on in there? It seems pretty loud.
Sam snuck her way to Heather's door to investigate the origin of the commotion. When she opened it, she was shocked at the time to see the very scene that she was peeping on consistently to this day. Her pale friend had her face buried into a pillow, fat ass high in the air, and both hands urgently clawing at a massive dildo, desperately trying to fit as much as possible into her ass. She had her headphones over her head, so she had no way of knowing her friend walked in on her demolishing her own ass.
That night, Sam blushed and got herself out of the room before her friend noticed. Tonight, however, things were far different. Sam had gotten used to rubbing one out while watching Heather's fat cheeks jiggle and engulf the entire false phallus several times a week. Heather had a bad habit of not closing her door entirely, and her roommate took it as an invitation to watch. She didn't have to worry about being caught, because Heather reamed her own ass so hard that most nights she passed out with her face in the pillow and her dildo buried in her ass.
Tonight, Sam's agenda didn't follow its usual routine of mauling her clit with her fingers while watching her friend go to town with a massive dildo. She knew Heather was a heavy sleeper, and wanted to see how much fun she could have with her new little toys.
Sam crept into the room, cup of tinies in tow. As she approached Heather's bed, the amount of lube and bodily fluids strewn about increased, until she reached the epicenter of the mess; a massive, purple dildo rammed deep into her dear roommate. Sam gripped the dildo at its base, then began gingerly coaxing it out of its orifice. It finally slipped out with a sloppy "plop" and landed heavily on the bed between Heather's pale legs. Carefully plucking a tiny out of her cup, Sam dangled him before the gaping orifice, ensuring he knew what was bound to be his fate. She slowly lowered him, and his vision was soon filled with the inside of a giant introvert's ass.
"P-please! You can't do this to me! I'll-I'll do anything if you ju-" The tiny's begging was cut off when Sam released her hold on him, sending him plummeting into Heather's ass. With the stimulation it received from being fed a tiny pest, her ass instinctually clenched down around him, further sealing him in the fleshy chamber. It took every bit of willpower in Sam's conscious mind to not break down and ravish Heather's ass with her tongue after seeing the powerful display.
Heather's ass clenched and unclenched several times, giving the illusion of it chewing on its meal as it gobbled it down, pulling him deeper into its hold. It opened up once again, seemingly asking for more. Sam glanced down towards the cup of quivering captives, and her devious grin once again crept across her face.
Sam tilted the cup downward, sending the remaining tinies directly into her friend's ass. They screamed and clawed at the smooth material in an attempt to halt their decent, but to no avail. Sam took great pleasure and arousal in watching as all the tinies tumbled into Heather's ass. One managed to get a hold in the edge of her sphincter, saving her from falling as deep as her companions. All the squirming in her ass caused Heather to moan and wiggle in her slumber, clenching her ass and squeezing down on all of her butt's new chew toys.
Any sign of the tinies disappeared into Heather's bottomless bottom, aside from the hand of the tiny that managed to grab onto her exit's rubbery ring. An extreme pressure, one even more incredible than expressed on the tinies deeper in the hungry orifice, was present all around her. Because of all the glorious sensations that were present, Heather groggily reached a hand back and slid two digits into her ass, effectively forcing the tiny into her ass without the slightest clue of what her ass had done.
"Fffuck that was so hot..." Sam whimpered to herself. Her hand snuck into her panties and was swiftly invading her quivering honeypot. Despite how much she hated tinies, she was curious how it'd feel to have shoved one inside of herself, forcing it deep into her pussy purely for her own sexual pleasure. She tried suppressing her moans as she grew closer to climax, soaking her hand and garments, dreaming of burying her face in Heather's ass and licking away like there was no tomorrow. She wanted nothing more than to know the pleasure of Heather clenching down around her tongue as she went to town on her.
"Hnnng~" Sam bit her knuckle as she finally came, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body and visibly shaking her. Coming down from her orgasmic high, she noticed Heather moving more and more.
Shit, she's waking up!
Sam scrambled to grab the now empty cup and silently scurried out of Heather's room, leaving nothing behind but a small puddle of love juice on the floor and an ass full of squirming captives. Heather was slowly coaxed back to consciousness by the pleasant stirrings she felt deep in her ass. It felt... better than usual. It was different, too, from how her anal demolition's afterglow usually felt. It was consistent, but the more she clenched in response to it, the less sensations she felt within her.
Heather quietly rose, depositing her massive dildo back into its hiding place, and taking out a fairly less immense buttplug. She slid it in with ease, relishing in the feeling of being full again. Little did she know, she was putting one final blockade between the tinies in her ass and the freedom they were desperately clawing toward. Heather pulled up some snug-fitting pajama bottoms, pulled up her blanket, and snuggled close to her Asakura Mao body pillow.