(Originally written by Alistair)
Quinn’s frown softened slightly, and you could see a glint of recognition in her eyes.
“Hunter.” She said flatly before pausing, and after a few seconds of silence, during which she seemed to be thinking, although her neutral expression made it difficult to tell, she continued. “I guess this was Avery’s idea, since she covered for you last night, some kind of prank? I guess I’ll need to try to get her back at some point.”
You were surprised how quickly she picked up on the situation, but that surprise was soon replaced with shock as she began to move the bra towards her titanic boobs. Wasn’t she going to take you out first! Your eyes went wide with shock and fear at the rapidly approaching mammaries, and Quinn seemed to notice as she stopped moving the bra towards her.
“Ugh, what? You’re on my bra, dude. The bra that I’m planning on wearing, why are you surprised that I’m going to put it on?” Quinn looked slightly irritated by your interruptions of her morning. You tried your best to plead with her with you eyes, which she seemed to pick up on. “Hey dude, you’re the one one that’s on MY bra. You gotta be able to get yourself out of these kinds of situations. Plus, taking the time to peel you off of my bra would be an inconvenience I’ve not got time for right now, I’m meeting my mom to go shopping and I need to leave soon or I’ll be late. She can be seriously overbearing and the last thing I need is her constant stream of texts when I’m late.”
Without another word, you were pulled towards Quinn’s planetary left breast. The last thing you saw before everything went dark was the underside of Quinn’s left breast rocketing towards your face, realising with fear that you were on the lower portion of the bra cup. You were pressed incredibly tightly into the soft skin of Quinn’s boob, and you only felt the pressure increase as Quinn clasped it around her back.
For a brief moment you thought that the pressure couldn’t get much worse, and then Quinn let go of her breasts. As gravity took hold and her boobs dropped back towards her chest, the bra strained to support their mammoth weight. You were glued to the prt of the bra cup that took the most weight of her breast, and you could already feel your flattened form squashed even thinner under it.
As Quinn’s bust settled into place after she released them, she focused her attention to getting dressed so she could go meet her mom. She thought for a moment that having you around her mom could prove dangerous, but as long as you were tucked in her bra, Quinn doubted her mom would even know you were there. She shrugged her shoulders and kept getting ready.
As she moved around her room gathering clothes, her pendulous swayed and jiggled as she went, barely restricted by the tight bra due to their sheer size alone. Every movement caused your world to shift and sway, causing you both motion sickness and pain as the weight on top of you moved.
After a few moments Quinn was dressed in a simple band t-shirt and a pair of tight fitting jeans, along with a pair of converse. Glancing at herself one last time in the mirror, Quinn left her room to go grab breakfast.
When she was simply moving around her room, Quinn’s titanic tit crushed you mercilessly under its weight, but as she started to walk down the stairs it became even worse. Every step gave a sense of weightlessness, before the mammary dropped hard and crushed you further into the fabric of the bra and the embrace of the squishy, pale flesh on top of you. Quinn’s soft boob flesh would probably have been something you wouldn’t have minded getting up close and personal with, but with its full weight bearing down on you it was far from enjoyable.
Quinn strolled into the kitchen and filled a bowl of cereal. Morgan was also sitting in the kitchen eating her breakfast, and she smiled as Quinn sat down across from her.
“Sleep well?” Morgan asked.
“Yeah pretty good,” Quinn shrugged. “Although I had an interesting surprise when I woke up this morning.”
“Oh yeah?” Morgan leaned forward, curious what her quiet new roommate was talking about.
“I found Hunter, flattened out and painted black in the cup of my bra,” Quinn’s expression conveyed no annoyance or embarrassment, so Morgan was slightly confused.
“In your bra? How’d he get in there, I’m guessing he didn’t flatten him else out and put himself in there...” Morgan trailed off as her eyes went wide with realisation. “Avery! She did it didn’t she?”
“I suppose so, some sort of prank I guess.”
“Well it’s a good thing you noticed him before you put it on, where is he now?”
“He’s still in my bra. Didn’t have time to get him out since I’m meeting my mom in like...” Quinn glanced at the clock, her eyes going wide. “Shit, I’m going to be late!”
Quickly grabbing her bowl and putting it in the sink, Quinn hurried out of the kitchen towards the front door, bountiful chest bouncing as she went.
Morgan was left, mouth wide open in shock. She was shocked at Quinn’s apparent apathy towards your plight, as well as Avery’s boldness on the first day that everyone was living together. She silently hoped that the day wouldn’t be too horrible for you as she watched Quinn leave, bubble butt bouncing as she went.
Quinn passed Avery, who was coming down the stairs, as she was rushing towards the door. Avery looked to Quinn’s chest, a vast valley of cleavage display as the collar of her t-shirt was stretched out by the size of her chest. Remembering your “prank” from the night before, Avery started giggling uncontrollably.
Quinn simply sighed, rolled her eyes, and rushed out the door.
The car journey to the mall was uneventful, the constant vibrations from the engine caused the flesh resting on top of you to jiggle constantly, battering your poor, flattened form over and over. The heat of her car was also causing her to sweat a bit, soaking you as your bodies absorbent properties caused it to greedily suck up all of the sweat from Quinn’s underboob.
Quinn eventually reached the mall. After parking her car she walked towards the entrance and sent her mom a text saying that she had arrived. As she was distracted from texting she didn’t notice Becky rushing towards her and embracing her daughter in a big hug.
You were instantly flattened even thinner as Becky’s massive breasts, even larger than Quinn’s, collided with her daughter’s prodigious chest.
“Mom! You could have at least announced yourself before jumping on me like that!” Quinn huffed, her frustration at her mom’s overbearing nature making your presence in her bra slip her mind completely.
“Aw my sweet angel, I’m sorry. I was just so excited to see you! I didn’t scare you, did I Quinnie?” Becky smiled warmly at her precious daughter.
“No, of course not,” Quinn whispered indignantly.
“Yay! Oh you have to tell me about your new roommates! Is your room nice? What’s the area like?...”
As you listened to the muffled sounds of Quinn answering her mom’s excited barrage of questions, you sighed, knowing that this was going to be a very long day...
*****
You were blinded by the light as your bra prison was removed from Quinn’s chest. Exposing your eyes to Quinn’s staggeringly attractive naked body for the second time today.
You had just spent the last several hours buried under Quinn’s heaving chest as she and her mom meandered around various stores shopping for clothes. Quinn seemed very unenthusiastic about most of them from what muffled conversation you made out from your position smushed face first into her boob.
Now that you were exposed to the outside world again you silently begged her to free you, but she didn’t even glance at you as she sat the bra you were stuck to down on the edge of the bench of the changing booth she was in. You could just barely see over the sides of the bra cup that there was a fairly large pile of lingerie on the bench, so you deduced that she was buying underwear.
Quinn proceeded to try on underwear, while you admired her from the inside of her bra cup. Even after a full day of being crushed by her mountainous assets, you still couldn’t get over just how attractive Quinn was. She was quite literally the most attractive woman you had ever seen.
While you were admiring her, Quinn’s leg bumped into the bench you were perched on, causing you and the bra you were attached to to slip off of it and land on the floor, under the gap between Quinn’s booth and the one next to her. Your bra cup landed facing up into the booth next to Quinn and you saw, for the first time, the massive form of Quinn’s mother, Becky.
The family resemblance was obvious, but you had been wrong when you said that Quinn was the most attractive woman you had ever met, because Becky was somehow even more attractive! Her monolithic assets were even larger than Quinn’s, and were on full display as she was also trying on underwear with a happy smile on her face.
After a while her eyes drifted down to the black bra lying between her and her daughter’s booths. You could see the gears turning in her head as she tried to figure out who’s bra it was. You just hoped she didn’t notice you, hiding in her daughter’s bra wasn’t exactly a great first impression, even if you were oblivious to her hatred of tinies.
1) Becky decides that the black bra was one she picked up in the store and buys it. She doesn’t notice you. You are taken home with Becky.
2) She doesn’t see you, but realises it’s probably Quinn’s bra. She passes you back into Quinn’s booth.
3) Becky sees you! She also realises that it’s Quinn’s bra, but decides the best way to get rid of you is too put the bra back on the rack in the store.
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