This choice: Chloe. Thankfully, she should be the easiest person to room with (...probably) • Go Back...Chapter #4"Bonding" With Chloe by: bobob1   “I’d like to share a room with Sam, actually.” Chloe admitted. “I have a lot of games to play with him and shows to watch with him too.”
“Fair enough.” Mia nodded. Charlotte nodded too, but only you seemed to catch the slight look of annoyance on her face. Your mother picked you up and dropped you into your silver-haired cousin’s awaiting palm. Chloe gave you a friendly smile, which definitely reassured you that she was the best person to room with you, by far.
Excusing herself, Chloe headed upstairs, carrying you in one hand and her suitcase in the other. She entered your room, dropping her suitcase onto the floor. Without hesitation she began rooting through her belongings, pulling out an entire game console and several boxed sets of anime. She was about to drop them on your desk when she noticed a cobbled together assortment of popsicles sticks, which formed a bit of a clothes rack for your tiny possessions.
“Oh wow. That’s cool Sammy!” Chloe flashed you a grin, careful not to wreck your prized creation. She then whirled back around to face you, and handed you a microscopic gaming controller, perfectly designed to fit your tiny hands. “But I bet it’s not as cool as this!”
“Whoa! Where did you get this?” You cried up to your towering cousin.
“It was a super expensive custom import, but totally worth it for the chance to cream you in Street Brawler!” Chloe taunted, plugging in her gaming console.
Trying to avoid staring at Chloe’s gigantic butt, which was clearly visible as her miniskirt had ridden up while bending down, you retorted. “Cream me? We’ll see about that!”
You and Chloe commenced playing, and she beat you quite soundly. You got close one match, but felt slightly intimidated by the frown on your cousin’s face, and had let yourself lose. Chloe was, as memory served, notoriously competitive, and you knew her temper could sometimes get the best of her. As is, you wanted to stay on her good side.
After gaming, you watched several hours of anime with her, peacefully enjoying your time spent with her. You could only imagine how horrible a day with Mia or Charlotte could’ve been, so you thanked fate for smiling on you and letting your (mostly) nice cousin room with you instead.
When the sky got dark, and both you and Chloe had eaten your fill at dinner, you climbed up onto your bed, ready to enjoy a peaceful sleep. You expected Chloe to grab a change of clothes, leave the room, and return dressed in pajamas. Realizing she hadn’t left you, you lazily looked over at her, only to jump to your feet with a startled cry.
Chloe was naked from the waist up, and was currently wiggling a thong down her thick thighs. You watched in shocked silence as your massive cousin tossed her dirty clothes onto the floor and turned back to you, a simple smile on her face. She cocked her head to the side upon noting your comically startled expression.
“What’s up?” She inquired, placing her hands on her hips like everything was normal. Smacking yourself out of your trance, you shielded your eyes.
“Why are you naked?!” You shouted up to her. Chloe frowned.
“I always sleep naked. I feel really uncomfortable sleeping with clothes on. I figured you wouldn’t care, since we’re family.”
You mentally facepalmed at her logic, but knew it was pointless to talk sense into her. Besides, you didn’t want to make her mad, and also didn’t want to inconvenience her. As awkward as you felt, clearly Chloe wasn’t hindered by any uncomfortableness.
Taking your silence as acceptance (which it essentially was), Chloe climbed into bed opposite you, giving you a friendly smile before turning off the light. While she fell asleep almost instantly, you simply felt too on edge to relax, knowing that your giant cousin, curvaceous assets and all, was lying in such close proximity, and completely in the nude.
Your fears proved to come true an hour later, as you realized with fear that Chloe was prone to fitful bouts of restlessness while sleeping. Letting out a cute groan, your cousin’s intimidating form began to roll about on the bed, causing you to panic. Your panic turned to horror as Chloe turned from her side onto her stomach, and her humongous left breast came bearing down onto you.
You screamed, which proved to be one of the worst decisions in your life, as Chloe’s heavy and jiggly breast crashed down onto you, squashing you flat in an instant. Your open mouth was forced around her perky nipple, adhering to her sweaty flesh and binding tight under the weight and pressure. Cupping her nipple with your mouth almost like you were begging to be breastfeed, you tried in vain to wiggle free, but couldn’t budge a single bit.
Pinned hopelessly underneath Chloe, unable to move at all or reform, you prayed for her to move again. Of course, fate only smirked cruelly, as your giantess cousin settled down, peacefully smiling once more, letting out a cute sigh. You renewed your futile struggles, but simply couldn’t do a thing buried under mounds of Chloe’s heavy breast flesh.
You finally gave up, resigned to the hopelessly humiliating and painful position Chloe’s thrashing about had trapped you in. You fell asleep a while later, still just as sore and uncomfortable. Chloe continued to sleep on, blissfully unaware. Only a light blush in her cheeks was an indication to the intimacy of her squishy cousin in relation to her sensitive body.
***
At about ten o’clock the next morning, Chloe stirred, waking both her and you from slumber. As the silver-haired giantess groaned and sat up, you found yourself going with her, quite firmly plastered to her nipple. In fact, with how your mouth had glued itself to her, it was like you had been turned into a flat little pasty on her left breast. You only hoped she found you soon, so you could reform and put this awkward situation behind you.
However…you seemed to recall another time Chloe found you crushed to a very comprising part of her body, and you remember her not handling it well…at all. Was she going to have the same angry reaction when she found you this time. IF she found you this time? You hoped not, especially as none of this was your fault. She HAD to know you hadn't willing thrown yourself under her breast to be crushed, right?
Chloe stumbled over to your mirror, absentmindedly fixing her hair while she rummaged in her suitcase for underwear and new clothes to wear. Her eyes kept lazily drifting to her own reflection in the mirror, where one could just barely notice a discoloration between the nipple on her right breast and the one on her left. Since you were smushed face first into her nipple, your facial features couldn't help you to be detected this time.
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