Party girl Thea Queen had always been known for her rebellious spirit. On a particularly wild night, she decided to sneak out of the house, determined to have a good time.
Her destination? Oliver's club, where she planned to bend the rules by using a fake ID to purchase liquor, avoiding those pesky alcohol laws that would stop her from drinking at seventeen years old.
After a short car ride by one of her chauffeurs, Thea made her way into the dimly lit club, feeling an exhilarating rush as she moved through the dance floor between the people at the club. The pounding music and vibrant atmosphere fueled her desire for a thrilling night out.
Thea found an open seat at the bar, settling in for a night of excitement as she ordered an Appletini from the female bartender on staff, unaware that fate had a cruel twist in store for her.
Within moments of taking her seat, a mysterious force swept over Thea, shrinking her down to the minuscule size of 1 inch tall. She looked around, panic rising within her, but to her dismay, nobody seemed to notice her sudden transformation.
Confusion and panic washed over Thea as she looked up from her newly shrunken state, desperately trying to get someone's attention. She glanced towards the drunk girl sitting to her right. She appeared to be about twenty-two with short-cut blue hair and tattoos running down her arm. She looked like the type who probably hated rich people like the Queens, but Thea had no one else to turn to, taking a deep breath and hoping for success.
"Hey, excuse me! Can you hear me?" Thea called out, her voice too small to be heard over the blaring music, as she waved her tiny arms frantically, doing whatever she could to make herself more noticeable, but her efforts went unrecognized.
Before long, fate dealt Thea another cruel blow as another club-goer, Felicity Smoak, Oliver's tech-savvy and intelligent ally, approached the bar, walking between Thea and the blue-haired girl.
Felicity wore a stylish and fitted button-down red shirt made of silk, allowing her to move freely on her night off. She was also wearing one of her favorite mini skirts, which hugged her legs nicely, extenuating the curves of her ass down to her thighs and ending halfway to her knees. And while Thea couldn't see them, she also wore a black pair of trendy ankle boots with a moderate heel, giving her a little extra height to tower over Thea even taller than she would otherwise.
Thea's heart sank as she realized the giant blonde was about to claim her seat, unaware of Thea's presence.
"Excuse me, this seat is taken!" Thea managed to squeak, her voice not even registering as audible amidst the thumping music, forcing Thea to watch helplessly as she casually lowered herself onto the barstool, a momentary slip revealing Felicity's black lace thong, which appeared large enough to be draped over the entire Queen's mansion from Thea's unique point of view.
"No, wait! Please!" Thea begged, her voice filled with desperation as she watched Felicity's immense behind fall towards her.
*WHUMP!!*
Her pleas falling upon deaf ears as Felicity fell onto the barstool, making contact with an earth-shattering blow, unaware of the tiny life now squirming to survive beneath her.
Thea found herself trapped beneath the immense cheeks of the giantess, her body molding to the contours of Felicity's rear as she made herself comfortable. Enveloping Thea, using her as nothing more than a cushion for her giant butt. Her world transformed into a prison of flesh as she found herself trapped and struggling to breathe, the blonde's weight pressing down on her tiny form.
Thea's mind raced with panic and humiliation, but she was utterly powerless against the massive cheeks dominating her existence.
As the night continued, Thea remained subjected to Felicity's unintentional cruelty as the giant blonde stayed oblivious to the tiny life beneath her buttocks.
Unfamiliar with the club scene, Felicity felt a sense of discomfort wash over her as she spun on the bar stool, searching for any familiar faces in the crowded club.
However, with each rotation she made, her butt would briefly lift off the seat, giving Thea a tiny glimmer of hope, creating brief moments where she could try and get her attention.
Each time Felicity lifted her butt, Thea only managed to squeeze out one word, her tiny voice barely audible amidst the club's cacophony. Initially positioned under Felicity's crack before she lifted her butt, Thea seized the opportunity to speak up.
"Help!" Thea called out, her voice filled with desperation.
*WHUMP!!*
But as Felicity rotated on the stool, she brought her butt back down to rest. Thea's body ended up under her left buttcheek, continuing her desperate pleas, hoping to break through to Felicity. The pressure from Felicity's cheeks intensifying as she leaned to her side before she lifted herself back up
"Please!" Thea cried out, her voice strained and pleading as she watched Felicity's thong-clad ass hover over her, only a few inches away from the seat, her massive rear engulfing Thea's entire field of vision, able to feel the heat radiating from her skin at a distance before she dropped back down.
*WHUMP!!*
Felicity shifted once more, leaving Thea trapped under the immeasurable weight of her right cheek, pinning Thea under a mountain of butt flesh. The blonde woman absentmindedly twisting in her seat, contorting the party girl's tiny frame and twisting her limbs as she attempted to fight back against their onslaught.
Finally, Felicity stopped her looking around and decided to order a drink to calm her nerves, giving Thea one final chance to make her voice heard as she lifted her ass, Thea's arms and legs sticking to her cheek for a moment as it lifted off the chairs before dropping lifelessly by her sides. She didn't have the energy to fight back.
"Save me!" Thea's words escaped her tiny lips, a plea for rescue and salvation. Her desperate wish met with one last powerful ass drop from Felicity's hips.
*WHUMP!!*
But with each rotation, it became increasingly clear that Felicity was too preoccupied with her discomfort to notice the tiny voice beneath her. Her words lost in the noisy club, unheard by the giantess above her. And so, the blonde woman had inadvertently forced Thea to retreat back under Felicity's crack, her cries for help fading as her face pressed against the IT girl's thong.
What will happen next?
1. Thea struggles throughout the night, becoming Tangled in Felicity's thong while she has a few drinks, calling an Uber to take her home for the night, with Thea coming along for the ride.
2. Felicity stands up after having a drink and fixes her thong, unknowingly maneuvering Thea into her butt crack while she goes dancing. Will Thea be able to survive Felicity's killer dance moves?
3. Felicity has business to attend to downstairs, helping Oliver with some information while he's out in the field, but Thea comes along for the ride, recognizing Felicity as someone her brother spent a lot of time with and maybe her best shot at getting back to normal.
4. Felicity gets up to go dancing, leaving Thea behind, but while she's distracted calling out for Felicity to come back for her or the bartender to notice her, a new person steps forward to utilize her as a seat cushion, Laurel Lance.
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