Before Caitlin could finish, she was interrupted by her ringing cell phone. She intended to ignore it, but when she saw Cisco's name scroll across her screen, she got worried that there was another metahuman emergency. With Barry still in her other hand, she picked up her phone and started talking to Cisco. Barry couldn't tell what Cisco was saying, so the conversation was mostly unintelligible to him until the end:
"Ok Cisco, I'll see you soon," Caitlin said, hanging up her cell.
"What's going on Cait?" Barry asked.
"Don't you remember Barry? We are supposed to go meet Cisco Iris and Eddie at the bar." Caitlin explained. "I had completely forgotten.
"But shouldn't we cancel that given the circumstances?" Barry asked, not wanting to be left alone in the lab or brought among giant drunken people.
"I think it's best we keep this situation between us until I've run some tests Barry. No reason to worry everyone." Caitlin began. "So I wouldn't want to seem suspicious by having both of us suddenly cancel."
"But what about the tests you wanted to run?" Barry continued.
"Oh don't worry Barry, I'm still going to be conducting the first round of our durability testing. I'm just gonna be having some fun at the same time." Caitlin said with a smile. Barry expected her to say more, but rather than do so she used her hand to pull the neckline of her dress down and to the side, revealing her bra-clad right breast.
"Uh Cait... What are you doing?" Barry asked, not liking where this was going.
"Well Barry, I don't have a purse or any pockets in this dress, so I need somewhere to put you. I also need to see how you hold up under pressure. Specifically, I need to see how you handle a sustained 2-pound weight. As it turns out, that's exactly the weight of a C cup breast." Caitlin explained sheepishly, feeling quite shy about her plan.
"Caitlin you can't be serious..." Barry said, the thought of being crushed under one of his friend's enormous breasts, not one he ever imagined he'd be having.
"Look Barry, if you want to get back to normal size, that means we need to run tests. The sooner we do that, the sooner you can get back to normal. And since I have to go out tonight, this is the best way to get started." Caitlin explained matter-of-factly, trying to focus on the science and not the awkwardness.
Barry remained unconvinced though. "But Caitlin, your bra? I mean-" he began, only to be interrupted as her fingers suddenly furled around him.
Caitlin decided she wasn't willing to stand around talking any longer, and that any further talking about her breasts was going to make things more awkward. So without giving Barry another word, she wrapped him in her grip and plunged her hand into her right bra cup, Barry in tow. She quickly unrolled her fingers, allowing Barry to roll off her hand and onto the cloth surface of her brassiere.
Barry rolled out of her hand, coming to a stop on his back on the soft but firm surface of Caitlin's inner bra. Opening his eyes, he found himself looking up at the tremendous wall of boob flesh above him, dimly illuminated by the light that had snuck into her bra along with Caitlin's fingers. These same fingers were still with him, just overhead, holding her breast at bay. Her boob didn't seem to like this, as the soft and fluid flesh was slipping through between her fingers, trying its best to get to him.
"Just try and lay flat Barry. I'll take you out when I get home." Caitlin said.
"Wait, Cait-" Barry began, just in time for Caitlin's hand to begin to withdraw. No longer impeded, her breast flesh came down on him like a falling domino, covering more and more of him as her fingers slipped away. The squishy flesh covered his feet first, then crawled it's way up his legs and torso, making a beeline for his head. Barry could only watch his body slowly get swallowed up, until finally, her breast came to a rest on top of his head, leaving him in complete darkness. His face was buried in the soft white skin of her underboob, and he was overwhelmed by the overpowering scent of her usually mild perfume. Her skin was so soft and malleable that he practically sunk into it as her pert breast rested its weight on him, engulfing him in Caitlin on all but one side. As far as he could tell (mostly by touch), the skin on her breast was smooth and flawless, giving him no hand or footholds to brace against in his futile struggles against the overpowering mammary that had him immobilized.
Meanwhile, Caitlin barely noticed anything. She could feel an irregular bump beneath her boob, but if she didn't know better, she would think it was just a tag that had gotten itself tangled up in her cup. The fact that that bump was a superhero, dominated entirely by the weight of her boob, was almost too crazy to believe. She suddenly felt a slight wiggle as Barry squirmed beneath her breast. She smiled and took this as the sign that he was doing just fine, and readjusted her dress to conceal where she had placed him. As she checked herself in the mirror, there was no indication that Barry was trapped in her bra. She realized could keep him hidden there for ages, and no one would ever know. Content, she began her walk out of the lab and down the street to the bar. It was only like a 15-minute walk, but for Barry, it would feel much longer.
Caitlin had never been so conscious of the way her breasts moved when she walked. With every step, no matter how gentle or precise, her chest heaved upward before recoiling downward, being caught by her bra, and tossed upward again. She cringed as she felt the first few of these bounces impacting Barry, stopping after a few steps to ensure he was still ok. Relieved by the continued feelings of breathing and wriggling, she decided it was fine to just continue on for now. She reminded herself that while it was probably pretty painful for Barry to be squished under her tits, it was also part of his durability testing. "Who am I kidding, it can't be that bad in there..." Caitlin thought, "Who could complain about getting up close and personal with my boobs? He's lucky he isn't under my toes right now." Caitlin was surprised that she had such a thought, but smiled nonetheless, convinced that Barry's situation was just fine.
Barry was not convinced. Caitlin may have noticed her bouncing chest, but Barry was experiencing it first hand. The gentle fluctuations of her bosom felt more like someone was dropping a boulder on him over and over again, ensuring it would strike again just before he had time to recover. As soft and smooth as her breast was, every drop was a strike not unlike a hard slap to the face, except that it hit his entire body at once, forcing him back against the cup of her bra and reminding him of his new place as the scientist's temporary bra padding. The rhythmic bouncing continued as she strolled to the bar, the sound of Caitlin's clicking shoes and beating heart all Barry could hear until she arrived.
What happened?
1. Caitlin is greeted by a smiling Iris and company and starts to let loose
2. Cisco nearly runs into Caitlin as he heads out of the bar, informing her there is a metahuman emergency
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