It was an average Saturday morning in Chicago, and CeCe Jones was in her living room watching TV to start her day. Flynn was at a friend's house for a sleepover, and her mom, Georgia, had left for the morning to start her shift at the CPD, leaving CeCe to her own devices.
She was sitting on the couch, her bare feet kicked up on the coffee table, wiggling her toes as she surfed through the channels, trying to find something to hold her attention.
However, her channel surfing was interrupted as CeCe felt a gnawing feeling in her gut, leaning forward to put the remote down, assuming it was only a stomach ache.
If only she knew how wrong she was.
Suddenly and without any rational explanation, CeCe suddenly shrunk, unable to process the event as it unfolded, falling into the crater left on the couch by her own butt after sitting there for 20 minutes.
"Ahh!" the centimeter-tall CeCe screamed as she tumbled back into the imprint. Looking more like a bug than a person as the couch's surface began to cure itself from her weight.
"What the heck was that?" CeCe asked herself, looking up at the ceiling, which now appeared to be hundreds of feet out of reach. Not that she was tall enough to reach it before.
"Am I... tiny?" she asked herself out loud, wondering how this could have happened. People didn't shrink to the size of bugs without some form of explanation.
Scratch that! People shrinking, in general, should be impossible outside of a few movies she'd seen, like Honey We Shrunk The Kids, according to Rocky.
Speaking of Rocky, with her mom and brother out of the apartment, her best friend had become CeCe's best chance of ever hoping to return to her human size.
Luckily, the statuesque dancer was making an entrance for herself in CeCe's apartment, climbing through the fire escape on the third-floor balcony. The same way she entered CeCe's apartment any other day.
Rocky was on the tall side for her age and gender at five foot ten, and while her height usually made her the center of attention in a public setting, she was much more than just five inches taller than CeCe now.
Now, CeCe had become overshadowed by Rocky in a different sense. Literally. Standing in Rocky's shadow as she approached the couch, noticing that someone had left the TV on.
"CeCe! You up?" Rocky echoed, towering over her best friend like that Statue of Liberty as she called the redhead's name, unable to hear the squeaks from the redhead's voice over the TV as she leaned over to grab the remote.
"Damn, she's huge! Rocky, I'm down here! On the couch!" CeCe called at the top of her lungs, marveling at how large Rocky was, like a skyscraper overlooking a city full of people.
"If you're not up in ten minutes, I'll come in there and wake you up myself, even if that means I have to sit on you," Rocky called, turning her back towards CeCe, unaware that she was about to sit on the tiny dancer much sooner than she threatened to.
Suddenly Rocky's butt was hanging over her, clinging tight to her jeans as she bent at the knee, preparing to make a seat cushion out of CeCe.
"Wait, wait, wait! Rocky, don't sit dow-"
WHUMP
Was all CeCe could mutter before Rocky's weight descended upon her, forcing the tiny girl onto her back as the light-skinned black girl fell into her new seat.
Her bigger buttocks driving CeCe much deeper into the couch cushion than the imprint left behind by her own backside would allow her to fall.
"Mhhm, Ro-cky!" CeCe muttered beneath the dancer's weight, unable to speak in words longer than two syllables as her best friend's massive booty restricted her breathing.
But she was no longer Rocky's best friend. In this situation, she was just a lump on the couch, currently being flattened out by her butt.
Something Rocky saw to herself as she twisted her hips in a downward spiral. Ensuring that CeCe got to know her cheeks well th, allowing the rough denim of her jeans to assault the bug-sized girl's skin.
For someone CeCe's size, this was the equivalent of having her exposed skin rubbed down with sandpaper.
However, it wasn't the pain that wanted to make her cry. It was the fact that Rocky could so casually sit on her in this situation and not even realize she was there.
"Screw it! I'll save myself." CeCe thought. She'd always been a street-smart girl living in the big city. Solving her own problems was hardly a foreign concept to her, even when her problems were the size of a skyscraper.
More accurately, she was facing two large-problems. And each was the size of a house as Rocky's rear cheeks fought over control of CeCe's body, subconsciously enjoying the extra cushioning she gave to her seat.
Fortunately, Rocky leaned to the left when her cheeks finally settled down, lifting her left cheek off her red-haired cushion enough for CeCe to move her limbs.
Which ended up being just the opportunity CeCe needed to make her daring escape.
She rolled onto her stomach, crawling between the cushion and Rocky's butt, wishing the latter wasn't so big as its weight pushed down on her back.
"I never imagined Rocky having such a big butt would ever be my problem." CeCe groaned as she army crawled in the direction opposite to Rocky's weight, barely conscious of which way was left and right anymore under her best friend.
What happens next?
1. Rocky feels CeCe's elbows digging into her butt and assumes she sat on a bug, standing up and lowering her face to the cushion to investigate, discovering a tiny CeCe. Unfortunately, Rocky finds this funny and teases CeCe with her butt.
2. Rocky is leaning forward, so CeCe wiggles herself from under Rocky's butt, crawling on the cushion behind her best friend's back. Free of being Rocky's cushion, CeCe tries to climb the giant dancer to get her attention, slipping on her hair as she moves to stand up, falling down the back of Rocky's panties.
3. Rocky is leaning back, so CeCe squirms her way out from under Rocky's weight, only to find herself trapped between her thighs. With no footholds to climb Rocky. How will CeCe get the attention of her best friend?
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