Of course, not as much of a handful (in the literal sense) as Quinn, as the black-haired giantess plopped down onto the couch, utterly obliterating you beneath her massive derriere with ease. Her incomprehensibly large rear just about swallowed you whole, and your squishy body flattened out into a pathetic little pancake under her shapely, jiggly left cheek. To make matters worse, Quinn wiggled a bit to get comfortable, dragging her butt across your body and smearing you flatter into her leggings-clad ass. Your face was rubbed fully into the fabric of her leggings, the pain of squashing contrasting with the almost pleasant smell of her perfume.
Meanwhile, Avery couldn't hold in her mischievous, prankster attitude any longer, and she burst out laughing. Giggling rightly, Avery smiled at Quinn, who merely looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "You...you sat on a tiny!" Avery said, between fits of laughter.
Quinn frowned and looked down at the couch, where her big butt took up half of the total sofa. Shrugging, she looked back at Avery. "Huh. He should've moved, I guess." Quinn replied, while taking her phone out of her purse and checking a text she'd just gotten.
Avery's smile dimmed at that response. "O-oh, it's actually our fourth roommate, Hunter. We thought he'd be a cute girl, but there was some mix-up, and he's actually an adorable little tiny. Couldn't even tell before meeting him, cuz of his name! Isn't that amazing?" Avery had to pause a nanosecond to catch her breath. "Morgan and I have never lived with a tiny before! It's so exciting!"
Quinn shrugged again. "Sounds like it." She finished typing her text, and then stretched her arms. She continued to make no attempt to move.
Avery was getting nervous now, and felt the faintest twinge of guilt for putting you into this situation. With each passing second, Quinn's indomitable ass crushed you further flat, and the heat was beginning to build up quite a bit. "Uh...could you get off of him? I'm sure he didn't mean to be sat on!"
Quinn rolled her eyes and put down her phone. "He isn't bothering me where he is. I'll be getting up in a few minutes." Quinn stated. "Anyway, you said your name was Avery? Does that mean Morgan is your sister? Is she here too?"
Instantly, Avery's face lit back up into full excitement mode, and she launched into a rambling and bouncy conversation about herself and her sister. She told Quinn how she was hoping to become a world famous super model, and that Morgan was a super-fit exercise junkie working at the local gym, Workout World. Quinn responded in turn, saying how she wanted to be more approachable, so she'd applied for a more active job, and landed a position as a lifeguard at Sanderson Beach.
Of course, you heard none of this, as all sounds of the outside world were muffled while under Quinn's hefty buttocks. All of the curvy girl's weight as squeezing you into paste beneath her butt, and you soon began sweating profusely. Your sweat only served to further bond you to her leggings-clad left cheek. Try as you might to struggle or reform, it was quite pointless. You only hoped Avery would save you soon.
However, that hope was entirely useless, as you'd slipped Avery's mind the second Quinn had asked her about Morgan. Avery was a mile-a-minute type of girl, but this came with the drawback of her exceptionally forgetful and oblivious mindset. Her airheadedness was unrivalled amongst almost anyone in the world. This ditzy nature could be a detriment to herself and others, but no one could stay mad at Avery for long with her boundless enthusiasm and overflowing optimism towards life.
But, what this meant for you was that you went unnoticed beneath Quinn for the next five minutes as they talked. Then Morgan returned and got caught up in the conversation, and you were stuck for another thirty minutes. Then the girls helped each other unpack their belongings, and move into and set up their new rooms on the second floor. You stayed stuck to Quinn's booty for this entire three hour experience as well, and were pretty much just a sticker on her jiggly cheek by the time everything was said and done.
Bending over to retrieve her water bottle from the floor, Quinn's shapely rear was accentuated for all to see, and Avery's wandering eyes were drawn to the heavenly sight. Taking in all of Quinn's beauty, Avery smiled, but paused when her eyes locked onto you. Confused for a split second, the pink-haired girl finally connected the dots, screamed out almost comically, and pointed at you.
"OMG! Hunter, you poor thing!" She cried, gesturing to you. Morgan followed her sister's finger to you, and gasped, while Quinn merely looked over her shoulder to where they were pointing. She couldn't even see you from that angle, her ass was so massive.
"What? How did he get there? How long has he been there?" Morgan exclaimed, looking between her twin and Quinn.
"I totally forgot that Quinn sat on him!" Avery explained. "When she first came into the living room!" The carefree girl tactically avoided informing her twin about her involvement in getting you squished to Quinn's rear.
Before Morgan could berate her sister, Quinn sauntered over to the nearest mirror to help her see you better, then began picking you off of her leggings. "Yeah, I figured he'd still be stuck. I was sitting on him for a while before getting up, then with all the moving around..." The black-haired girl shrugged. "It was probably a bit too much for him to reform."
Morgan and Avery blinked at Quinn, then each other. Morgan then gaped at Quinn. "Wait...you knew he was there the whole time?"
Quinn nodded. "Assumed he was, at least. But, it's not like I could feel him, so he wasn't bothering me enough to get me to peel him off while we were working."
Morgan threw up her hands. "But why would you-"
Quinn held up a hand defensively. "Don't misunderstand. I'm not being rude or disrespectful to tinies." As she spoke, her fingernail finally slid between your pancaked body and her curvy butt cheek. Peeling you free, Quinn kept talking. "I've lived my whole life with friends who were tinies, I know about their struggles. Even still, tinies need to learn how to be strong on their own. I left Hunter under me because I wanted him to fight for himself. People won't always be around to save him." The girl dropped you into Morgan's warm hands. "Still, I didn't make it easy on him, I suppose. Sorry."
As she apologized, she looked you right in your squished, slightly smeared eye, and you could tell it was a genuine apology. You didn't know what to make of her and her seemingly apathetic attitude towards life just yet, but there was clearly more to her than you saw at first glance.
*****
Another thirty minutes passed, in which Morgan whisked you off to the bathroom and helped you wash off and tidy yourself up. She'd then carried you to the kitchen and fixed you a small little meal. You couldn't help but feel that, to a small degree, she was babying you a little, but you assumed that this was just her personality. From what you'd gathered, she was a caring, helpful girl who would willingly go out of her way to lend anyone a hand.
After that diversion, Morgan had carried you into the living room, where Avery and Quinn were waiting. She sat on the couch beside Avery, and set you down on the coffee table in the middle of the room. Quinn was in a recliner beside the couch. Quinn gave you a small nod of recognition, and Avery winked at you while sticking her tongue out playfully. You rolled your eyes at her, prompting a satisfied giggle.
It was at this moment that it dawned on you, the full weight of what your future held. Here you were, away from home and moved into a brand new building, in a brand new community. You, a one inch tall tiny, and your three new gigantic giantess roommates. Whatever the future held, it was surely going to be wild.
"So...this is it, then." You said, a bit awkwardly. All three of the girls nodded. They'd each moved into the three bedrooms upstairs, unpacking all of their belongings. Actually, if they were upstairs, then...your eyes drifted over to the side of the couch, where your duffel bag packed full of belongings was still sitting. You hadn't unpacked your stuff yet! Now where were you going to sleep?
Catching your eye, Morgan followed your gaze. "Ah, that's your stuff, isn't it, Hunter?" She asked. Smiling a bit sheepishly, she continued. "We kinda took all the rooms upstairs, didn't we?"
You waved her off, trying to act as confident as possible. It wasn't hard, with your extroverted personality, but the twists and mishaps this day had brought were still trying to settle in your mind. "Nah, it's no big deal. I can sleep wherever there's room."
Quinn nodded, in an approving manner. "That's good. Still, sorry for not asking you first."
Avery, who was rocking back and forth in her seat, burst out. "Come on guys! It's barely even four o'clock in the afternoon. Aren't we gonna do something fun today?"
Morgan rubbed her sister's shoulder. "Let's take it easy for today. Hunter's had quite the time of it, right? If he wants to do anything, let him decide."
Avery looked sulky for a second, before cheering up again. "...Kay!"
On the coffee table, you observed the three jaw-droppingly gorgeous girls who were now your roommates. Well, this was it. Your new life. Better make the most of it!
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