3 hours. Rocky endured the hellish bumping along under CeCe's butt for 3 hours, without CeCe so much as standing up to walk around. In fact, the bored redhead was scrolling on her phone, oblivious to the plight of her shrunken friend. She'd gotten used to the feeling of Rocky squirming against her cheeks, and she had made Rocky small enough that she could easily tune her out as needed. In fact, CeCe was so distracted by her phone that she was surprised by the sudden lurch as the RV came to a final stop at their destination: a lakeside campground on Lake Michigan. CeCe happily hopped to her feet, and Rocky got a brief moment of release from the pressure of sitting, only to be punished for dropping her guard by the clapping of CeCe's cheeks as she landed on her feet.
CeCe impatiently waited as her mom and Flynn went into the bathroom and changed into their bathing suits, before leaving her alone in the RV to get changed herself. Well, they thought she was alone at least. She actually had her best friend keeping her company, nestled deep in her caboose.
She hurried into the bathroom as soon as they were done, bringing a bathing suit with her and closing the door behind her. She pulled down her pants, and underwear, bending over in to push them down her legs. She could feel Rocky squirming harder suddenly, and she realized her tiny friend must have a bit more space to move now that she'd lost the tight pants.
Before putting her bathing suit on, she decided this seemed like a good time to check on Rocky. She considered taking her out and talking to her, but she didn't want to mess up Rocky's position in her butt too much. So she decided to just take a peek at how she was doing. Grabbing a handheld mirror, she brought it down and around her waist, holding it out in front of her butt as she used her other hand to lightly spread her cheeks.
Rocky gasped as more light and air than she'd seen in hours reached her. She was horizontal now, her head facing the entrance to CeCe's crack and her feet facing the depths. And now she could see the wall of the RV bathroom for a moment before it was suddenly replaced by a mirror. She saw her reflection in it, her hair frazzled and face red from the experience she'd just had. Then the mirror tipped upwards, letting her see CeCe's smiling face.
"CeCe! CeCe! Let me out of here!" Rocky shouted, desperate not to endure any more of her ass. CeCe couldn't hear her of course, the distance between her ass and her ears was further than Rocky's tiny voice could carry. Instead, she just gave Rocky a little wave before putting the mirror down.
"In case it wasn't obvious, we made it to the lake," CeCe explained. "I can't wait to get out of this cramped RV and have some space to move around." Rocky couldn't believe her friend was too dumb to miss the irony of her statement. "Just have to get changed first, so I thought I'd say hi before we head out to the beach."
Rocky kicked frantically, trying to express her dismay, but CeCe couldn't even understand this. "I know you're excited too Rocky. Let's get going." CeCe said, releasing her cheeks and letting Rocky's vision once again dwindle to a tiny crack of light as CeCe grabbed a pink bikini bottom off of the counter.
"Oh I hope you don't mind, but I borrowed the bikini you packed for the trip. It was too cute not to wear, and besides, this is kind of like we are both wearing it, right?"
Rocky saw that CeCe wasn't joking as the familiar pink fabric appeared at the edge of CeCe's crack, sliding up and covering the little path to freedom she had had. She had woken up that morning and picked what she thought was a cute bikini that would make her look good on the beach. Now it was the door to her prison cell in her best friend's ass. She tried to crawl towards it, pulling herself along the smooth surface of CeCe's skin with nothing much to get a grip on. She saw the bathing suit come to a stop about two-thirds of the way up CeCe's crack, like a gate that had gotten jammed.
"Oof Rocky, are you sure you got the right size? This is a little tight." CeCe said, feeling the right bathing suit getting caught on her round butt. She grabbed hold of the back part and pulled as she hiked the bottoms a little higher up, finally managing to cover her butt from top to bottom. She let it go with a snap that sounded like a thunderclap to Rocky. "Or maybe having you back there is making my butt bigger?"
"Or maybe all that junk food you eat is going to your ass!" Rocky yelled, frustrated in the constricting depths of her friend's ass as her potential path to escape was eliminated. Everywhere she looked was now either giant cheeks or a pink wall of fabric.
CeCe still felt like the bathing suit looked a little skimpy, so she grabbed the right side of the back part, undoing a wedgie and pulling it as far as she could before releasing it with a snap. Rocky heard the noise just before her right cheek reacted, pushing tighter in on Rocky now that the bathing suit was compressing it more. She was pushed to the left, which now seemed relatively roomy, but that stopped as soon as CeCe did the same on the left side. Now her own bikini bottom was desperately trying to contain CeCe's ass, uncaring about how much it had to squeeze Rocky to do it.
"There! Perfect, don't you think?" CeCe said, admiring her butt in the mirror. She was incredibly excited to get out to the beach, and she hoped Rocky was too. After all, Rocky would have the best seat on the beach: hers. Giggling, CeCe bounced on her toes, intentionally jiggling her butt to get her tiny friend's attention.
Obviously this wasn't necessary: CeCe always had Rocky's undivided attention. She was completely immersed in CeCe, trapped in the depths of her crack. And while her bikini bottom was tight, it didn't stand a chance against the amount of booty CeCe was packing. So when CeCe started jiggling her ass, Rocky experienced a bouncy hell unlike any she had experienced so far. CeCe's barely restrained cheeks buffeted Rocky, ensuring the young dancer quickly lost track of which way was up. She lost sight of her bikini as she was drawn deeper into CeCe's crack, leaving her with no reference point to see where she was. Her entire world was butt, and it seemed to randomly shoot out and smack her from any and every direction.
"I hope you're ready for a whole day at the lake Rocky!" CeCe said. "I think we are going to have a lot of fun!"
CeCe walked out of the bathroom and out of the RV, cheeks bouncing along with every step. It wasn't as horrible as when she intentionally bounced her ass, but Rocky found CeCe walking in a bikini much more painful than when she had been wearing pants. She was somehow squeezed just as tightly, but CeCe's butt had more freedom to pound her relentlessly. Fortunately, it was only a short walk to the beach.
CeCe saw Flynn and her mom already set up in beach chairs. "Cute bathing suit, is it new?" Her mom asked.
"Oh, I borrowed it from Rocky actually. I'll tell her you liked it." CeCe said, giving her cheeks a tiny clench as her way of communicating with Rocky. Then she laid out her towel and got down to her knees, laying stomach first on the towel so that Rocky could maybe get some sunlight as well. She felt like a good friend for considering that, thinking that at least some sun must be able to get through the pink fabric to Rocky.
She was right, at least at first. As CeCe settled down on her stomach, her cheeks parted a bit, and Rocky found herself dazed and confused, laying (or rather floating, as she was suspended between CeCe's cheeks) in a valley, looking up at the dim, pink-tinted sun. She took a few deep breaths, finding this unpleasant situation to be the easiest she'd been in since becoming trapped in her ass.
Rocky was lightly jostled as CeCe rubbed sunscreen on the exposed part of her ass, one cheek then the other jiggling under the force of her hand. This was so minor compared to what she had experienced so far, but it felt designed to humiliate her somehow. Like CeCe was literally rubbing in just how powerless Rocky was now.
It didn't take long for the sweat to start. With the sun shining directly down on the redhead's ass, it was only a matter of time before it started to heat up. Rocky couldn't tell if it was her own sweat or CeCe's that started first, but soon it didn't matter. A single drop of CeCe's could douse her completely, so her own really didn't count. Still, it was only just beginning, she knew how much worse it could get. And as she watched a bead of sweat sail past her, descending out of sight into the deepest depths of CeCe's crack, she knew that could easily be her sliding down if CeCe kept this up. What was the alternative though? CeCe planned on spending the day at the beach. She couldn't cool off without going in the water, and she wouldn't do that while Rocky was back there right? Rocky shuddered at the thought of drowning inside of CeCe's ass as the redhead cooled off, and hoped her friend was smart enough to avoid it.
What happens next?
1. CeCe decides to go for a swim, forcing her to fully push Rocky up her butt to keep her safe from drowning.
2. CeCe goes tubing on the lake, bouncing along on a tube behind a boat as Rocky is tossed around inside her ass.
3. CeCe spends all day tanning, leaving Rocky trapped in the pressure cooker of her ass.
4. Flynn kicks sand at CeCe, getting a lot of it in the back of her suit. Now CeCe wants Rocky's help clearing it out.
5. Rocky manages to squirm around to the bottom of CeCe's ass, ending up pulled to the front of CeCe's suit when she rolls over.
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