While you were trapped helplessly between a layer of soft, tight fabric and a layer of soft, curvy thigh flesh, your captor far above you was freaking out. Now in her room, Michelle was meticulously scanning every inch of surface she could see, praying that somehow she would find you standing out in the open waving at her. The pit in her stomach told her that this would not be so simple, as she cursed herself for being so ridiculously careless in the mornings. She couldn't believe that she had forgotten all about her tiny tutor that she had hired, even after sharing dinner with him, getting to know him a bit, and, gasping in realization, sharing a bed with him! Immediately Michelle walked over to her bed and threw the sheets back, hoping once again to see her little tutor buried underneath some bedding, but once again she found nothing. Her mind kicked into overdrive as she thought about all the possibilities that could have happened to you during the night. She considered the fact that you may have left the bed entirely, but she remembered you seeming pretty tired as well so she ruled that out. Michelle scratched her right butt cheek with her hand as she thought more, her train of thought interrupted for a moment as she was surprised by the heftiness of her own ass.
"Man, I really need to workout more, this thing is getting pretty big, it could do some serious damage if I wasn't care..." Michelle said out loud to herself, trailing off before finishing her sentence as she realized another fate that could have befallen you. Her eyes shot open as she thought about the horrifying possibility that she crushed you in her sleep! Immediately she ran to the bathroom and began peeling her clothes off. Unlike the times when this happened with your mother, Michelle was curvaceous in her own right but at the very least she was capable of seeing every part of her body. You almost couldn't count the number of times you would stay stuck to Shannon simply because she couldn't see past her absurd bust or rear. Michelle finally peeled off her tight leggings and light flooded back on your body. She spun around, looking at her gorgeous body in the mirror, finally settling on her backside. She stared intensely at her own butt, praying that you wouldn't be crushed against it. She remembered the traumatic experience with you and her textbook yesterday, grimacing at the thought of you being squashed the same way by her body. But as she was staring at her own ass, she saw ever so slightly right beneath her left cheek the unmistakable sight of your face, staring back at her. Her heart dropped as her fears were confirmed and she brought both hands up to cover her mouth in shock. A moment later she finally spoke to you,
"Oh. My. God. Sam I am so beyond sorry that I did this to you. This is so unacceptable of me, you are my tutor and now my carelessness has turned you into a tattoo!" You could sense the sincerity in Michelle's voice as she truly felt awful about plastering you to her skin. At that moment you wished you could have assuaged her concerns but your ability to talk had not yet come back to you. Looking in the mirror at yourself you saw yourself blink and took a moment to appreciate the fact that you maintained some motor skills in the current situation. Immediately, Michelle brought a finger down to your body and began trying to pry up the edges of your body and free you. However, as Michelle's pointer finger only succeeded in scratching over your body repeatedly, your fears were confirmed. She had crushed you for an entire night's sleep worth of time, and you knew from instances in the past that you would not be able to be freed so easily.
Getting more and more flustered by the second, Michelle finally brought her hand away from scratching you and spoke, "Sam! Oh god I can't free you! I don't know what's happening? Did I seriously get you stuck to my thigh forever?! Please tell me no I couldn't live with myself if I turned you into a permanent tattoo on my skin!" Michelle was clearly panicking at this point, as she waited for you to respond, something that you were currently incapable of doing. However, a silver lining showed itself as it appeared that Michelle was nowhere near as ditsy as your mother. Michelle kept talking, "Oh no, you can't even talk?!" As she said this you blinked your eyes in recognition, something that she actually noticed! "Wait, you can blink though! Umm okay okay one blink means yes, two blinks means no, got it?" Immediately you blink once, ecstatic that she had come up with some way to communicate with you currently.
Michelle continued, "Alright are you stuck to me forever?!" You quickly blinked twice clearly to say no and Michelle breathed a long sigh of relief. "Thank god, I'm so glad you aren't stuck forever. Now, how do we go about actually freeing you?" Michelle asked you, not realizing that you were incapable of answering open ended questions like that. You raised an eyebrow inquisitively and it seemed like the message got across as Michelle realized her mistake.
"Oh that was stupid of me, uhh well..." Michelle thought of a way to rephrase her question and at that exact moment her phone rang. "Oh shit..." Michelle said out loud, looking at her phone.
What was on her phone?
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