After waiting a little while for Quinn to take him out, Jack finally was let out, but was left alone in the living room as Quinn went to go to the bathroom. At this point, Jack didn't see any need in running. The likelihood of getting away was very slim and if he was caught, the outcome was probably not going to be very ideal. So instead of going out and causing trouble for himself, Jack stayed put where he was and waited. Eventually, Quinn came back to the living room, but seemingly forgot about Jack. She immediately got back to conversing with her friends and sat on the opposite side of the room as where she left Jack. Noticing her and the other girls weren't paying much attention to him or anything else for that matter, Jack thought that he finally found room to get away.
Sliding down from the perch which he was placed, Jack swiftly moved over to the side of the nearest chair and was about to slide down that to the floor before a large figure came over and overcame him. "Hey, little buddy, what's going on?". Jack looked up and there was Trish smiling down at him. "You didn't think I forgot you, did you?" she teased. "Come on, you're coming with me, squirt". With ease, Trish plucked up Jack and held him up to her face. "You know, Jack, you really are pretty cute, especially at that size. Maybe you oughta spend the night sometime, hmm?".
"Uhh, maybe when I get back to normal size.." Jack nervously chuckled. Trish raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You sure you wouldn't want to stay the night this size? Say, maybe tonight? There's sooo much we can do". Jack shook his head. "I don't think so. I can't imagine my mom would be too pleased". Trish rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I have you right now and that's all that matters. We're going to the beach and you are definitiely tagging along with me, shrimp". Trish opened her top and revealed her enormous chest. "I'll take you out when we get there, mk?". Trish didn't even let Jack reply as she dropped him in and surrounded him in her breasts. Jack once again slid down far enough to have all of his limbs pinned, but wasn't too far down. Trish smirked at him, then closed her top and went on her way.
In the darkness, Jack could do nothing except bounce back and forth into Trish's upfront assets and listen to the mindless banter her and her friends would share. On occasion, Trish would bump her breasts together or shake her chest, causing Jack to go one way or another. After maybe twenty or so minutes of this, though, the girls finally arrived at the beach and set up their area.
When Trish lets Jack out of her chest, what happens?
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