"You're... you're already right where I want you." Caitlin slurred. "You can just stay there tonight."
"Oh that was alright." Thought Barry as he allowed himself to relax a bit. After all when one took everything into context... wait...
Leave him in her boobs!?
"Caitlin! Wait. This... this isn't funny! Let me out!" Barry pleaded, squirming as best he could in this very tight environment.
Unfortunately for Barry, all he ended up doing was tickling Caitlin. Which, in her inebriated state, only served to incentivize the gigantic scientist to keep her little speedster right where he was.
And, to add insult to injury, her laughter at being tackled was causing her chest to shake quite a lot, slamming her big boobs into Barry's body.
Barry continued to struggle, his tiny fists pushing against Caitlin's skin as he attempted to create enough space to climb out. Caitlin, amused by his determination, gently cupped her breasts and jiggled them playfully, causing Barry to slide deeper into her cleavage.
"I win!" Caitlin laughed as she stumbled to her bed, clumsily laying herself out on it on her side.
Barry struggled to find a way out, but Caitlin's ample bosom held him securely. "Caitlin, seriously. You've had enough fun. Let me go!"
"NO!" Caitlin snapped drunkenly. "Little *HIC* mice don't get to tell big... cats! What to do."
Oh Barry seriously hoped that sometime in the night, Caitlin's massive milkbags would prove stronger than metahuman durability and crush him to death.
Or who knew, maybe gravity would pull him out and he could scuttle out of here.
But those thoughts were crushed... well like Barry himself... when Caitlin allowed herself to fall face first on her bed.
Which meant Barry was stuck between a mattress and a Caitlin.
He did his best to struggle but this only gained him a muffled "'Night Barry." before the giantess began to softly snore.
This... this was a dream. This couldn't be real.
Yes... any moment now, Barry would wake up in his bed. At full-size. He'd wake up in his bed and go see a therapist about his obviously repressed sexual desires regarding Caitlin.
Any minute now. Barry would wake up in the real world with things like aliens and metahumans. Not this weirdness with random shrinking.
And so Barry waited.
And waited and waited.
Hours passed - or at least what felt like hours, Caitlin's bosom didn't come with clocks and his arms pinned against his side meant he couldn't check his phone's clock - as Barry lay there, his only company being Caitlin's snores and her occasional nighttime twitches.
"Come on. Come on." Barry chanted to himself. "Wake up. Wake up."
Barry's situation did not change.
"Wake up. Wake up." Barry said as he shook himself.
All this did was rouse the colossus in her sleep, her huge soft body shaking up Barry's world.
"Wake up." Barry repeated as he double-downed on his efforts to back out of Caitlin's ample bosom.
Even asleep, Caitlin's subconscious felt the movements, causing her to fidget in her sleep.
1) The fidgeting send Barry out of her bosom. Where he's instantly scooped up in her hand like a teddy bear.
2) The fidgeting send Barry out of her bosom. And seeing that it's now morning, Barry needs to rouse Caitlin awake, running along her massive body. Hopefully she won't see it as anything too bad.
3) The fidgeting lulls Barry to sleep. When he next awakens, it's in Caitlin's morning shower.
4) A pair of ice cold fingers pull Barry out of the boobs. He has woken someone. A sleep deprived and angry Killer Frost.
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