"Guys! I just got a text from Julie, there's going to be a massive party at her place! We should totally go!" Trish blurted out. Commotion circulated throughout the car as the energy changed. It didn't take long for the group to come to a consensus, and the driver of the car, Hailey, quickly changed routes. Meanwhile, Jack was bouncing left and right, getting completely manhandled by Trish's boobs as she moved around in excitement. After a few moments, the girls finally settled down and Jack was still again. "Damn, even after all that, I'm still not any looser," he thought. Shortly thereafter, Jack's thoughts were interrupted by Trish peeking into her shirt.
"Hey, little buddy. How are you doing in there? Is it everything you hoped it would be?" Trish snickered. Jack merely rolled his eyes. "Oh, don't give me that look, shrimp. I'm doing you a favor. Anyways, we're going to a party and you're going to be one of the attractions, is that all right?". Jack glared at her and was about to express his displeasure when a sudden jolt from Trish sent his head careerning into her breast, giving him a mouthful of the soft skin and letting out no more than a muffle. "Great! This is going to be so much fun!" Trish laughed. She released the collar of her shirt and Jack was once again alone. He sighed. There was no more he wanted other than to be home and away from these crazy idiots. But it was going to get a whole lot worse.
Not five minutes after talking with Trish, Jack felt the car jerk to a stop. They must have arrived at the party. Each car door opened simultaneously and the group of girls got out. Jack could hear softer versions of the girls' laughter, thanks to his confines, and knew it was likely those noises of pleasure would only amplify as the day went on. The group arrived at the door and Trish rang the doorbell, incidentally tossing Jack a little further up, and though it wasn't much, giving him more mobility. Considering this an opportunity, Jack began squirming around to get leverage.
The door opened, revealing a girl, probably seventeen or eighteen, with curly brown hair and some freckles. "Guys, you made it! Sweet, come on in!". Trish and her band of friends entered upon the invitation and instantly grew even more excited as they saw more people and the sounds of music grew moderately loud. Even Jack, who still had his hearing suppressed by Trish's boobs, could pick up the energy of the party, purely from the growing noise. At this point, Jack had made considerable progress getting out of Trish's cleavage and was on the verge of completely freeing himself when Trish opened her collar back up. "Aww, Jack. I know I jostled you a little bit, but that doesn't mean you have to be a brat and escape. Come now, we're at the party, it's time to have some fun". Trish then plucked Jack up in between her pointer finger and thumb, and hoisted him in the air to show her friends.
"Here he is, the mystery guest!". The crowd ooed and awed, some giggling, others simply sitting with their mouths agape. "He's so cute!" one called out. "That's so cool!" another said. Jack grew a little embarassed and blushed a little. Trish noticed and giggled. "All right, you little stud, it's time to party. I'll put you down so you can go have fun". Trish follwed up with her word and set Jack down on the coffee table, then went over to a different group of girls.
Now sitting in front of six or seven new people, Jack froze. What was he going to do next?
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