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Chapter #8

Becoming Wednesday's Cushion

    by: Haro-Haze Author IconMail Icon
Wednesday was engaged in her normal pursuit: sitting at her desk, typing away at her novel on her typewriter. But she was having a particularly hard time concentrating, mostly due to the happy go lucky werewolf lurking behind her.

Enid was laying on her bed, scrolling through videos on TikTok, giggling to herself at cute animals and children in funny situations. She was casually kicking her feet in the air, apparently unbothered by the slight squeak of her mattress every time she did so. Occasionally she would fire off a text message, and Wednesday would hear the TAP TAP TAP ZOOP sound of a her typing and sending off a message. And then, on top of all that, she was chewing gum, something Wednesday was remind of with every POP she heard from Enid's mouth.

"Just tune it out Wednesday..." Wednesday muttered, steeling herself to focus on her work. And she actually did manage to power through and get through a few more lines, entering the coveted flow state that allowed her to make serious progress, until...

Enid tapped on Wednesday's shoulder to get her roommate's attention. "Hey Wednesday, I've been meaning to ask, what kind of shampoo do you use? Your hair is always so shiny and I was thinking-"

Wednesday snapped. She spun in her seat, cold eyes on Enid, and shouted: "Enid, shut up!"

But it wasn't just a shout. It was. Force, emanating out from Wednesday and pushing into Enid. Then in a flash, Enid was gone.

"What was that..." Wednesday wondered. It felt almost like she did when she had her visions of the future, though this time it hadn't been her seeing what would happen, it had been her making something happen. She'd made Enid shut up.

"Enid?" Wednesday said, wondering where the blonde has disappeared to. Had she simply disintegrated? That didn't seem likely, as she would surely have recognized the scent of burning flesh. Then she saw movement on the floor.

Enid cowered as she watched Wednesday stand up, reaching her full height as a towering goth titaness over the now two inch tall werewolf. Somehow, Wednesday's outburst had shrunk her, and now the usually scary girl was absolutely terrifying.

"Wednesday! What's going on?" Enid shouted.

"One second. I can't hear you." Wednesday said, kneeling down and reaching for Enid.

"Hey, wait, don't just grab m-" Enid began, but Wednesday's fingers pinched around her torso and plucked her up off of the floor.

Wednesday placed Enid on her seat, which was not too far from the height of her face while kneeling. "What?" Wednesday asked.

Enid was still reeling from being carried through the air. She was now standing on her roommate's seat, which was still warm from Wednesday's butt. And Wednesday's unsettling eyes were staring right at her.

"Wednesday, what did you do?!" Enid shouted.

"I shrunk you. That should be obvious from your new size." Wednesday said. "I am somewhat curious how I did that though. Perhaps I'll investigate later."

"Later?! What do you mean later? You can't leave me like this!" Enid shouted.

"I am in the middle of writing Enid. And this will be a good opportunity now that you can't further distract me." Wednesday said, standing to her full height. "I hope you don't mind sharing a seat."

Enid watched in horror as Wednesday's butt swung over her, and she realized what Wednesday was planning.

"No Wednesday don't sit do-"

WHUMP

Enid was swiftly buried under her roommate's gigantic butt cheek. She was left pinned on her back, face pressed into Wednesday's dress covered ass.

"Hmm, you are surprisingly comfortable as a seat." Wednesday mused. "Keep up the good work." She bounced lightly in her seat, emphasizing her point, then went back to typing.

Enid was smashed into the seat again as Wednesday bounced, then completely pinned as she settled down into place. Enid sank into her cheek as Wednesday sank into the seat, her tiny body pressed into an indent on the giant girl's butt.

Enid couldn't believe how heavy Wednesday seemed. Her roommate was normally disarmingly small, but now the weight of her butt was stronger than any of her werewolf family members back home. She shouted up to Wednesday, but any sound that left her mouth was absorbed by the bouncy flesh of Wednesday's butt, preventing the creepy girl from hearing her pleas.

Of course, Wednesday would not have gotten up even if she had heard Enid. She didn't care about Enid's complaints. If anything, she would have given her another butt bounce to shut her up so she could focus. Her only concern now was her writing, and she finally had the peace and quiet to do it. Not to mention the extra support of her roommate-turned-cushion.

Enid spent the next two hours under Wednesday's butt, experiencing the simple life of a chair seat. The experience was a monotonous, constant pressure as Wednesday continued her work, arms moving robotically as her butt stayed completely still. It was unnerving just how little Wednesday fidgeted in her chair, but it figured she'd manage to do something as simple as sitting in a creepy way. Nothing Enid did caused her to move so much as an inch. If Enid's werewolf body hadn't been up to the task of supporting Wednesday, she doubted the creepy girl would have even noticed the blonde being slowly smothered to death beneath her.

Suddenly, Wednesday leaned back in her chair, breaking out of her writing rhythm. Feeling satisfied with her progress, Wednesday decided to take a short break. With her focus shifted, she could now more clearly feel the individual movements coming from her new seat cushion.

"How are you doing Enid? Enjoying being my cushion?" Wednesday asked. She felt Enid struggle a little harder, but obviously couldn't hear anything she was saying. "Good, because I am enjoying sitting on you."

Enid did not like the sound of that. Wednesday didn't enjoy anything. If she actually liked this, who knows how often she'd do it?

"I've decided that this size suits you better than your old one." Wednesday said. "I will not be trying to grow you back. In fact, I'm not sure what I'll do with you..."

Enid's horror continued to build as Wednesday mused aloud about keeping her tiny.

"I guess at this size, you could be like my little pet. I always wanted a dog after all." Wednesday continued. "Of course I wanted a big Rottweiler or something, not a teacup werewolf, but you're better than nothing."

Enid struggled even more frantically, desperately trying to escape Wednesday's butt. The giant girl smiled, reveling in the utter dominance of her butt over the annoying blonde girl.

"Don't be sad Enid. You said your family was going to kick you out for not being able to wolf out right?" Wednesday asked. "Now you won't have to suffer that humiliation. From now on, you're all mine."

And with those ominous words, what does Wednesday decide to do next?

1. When Wednesday finishes writing, she tells Enid they can "go out" now, dropping the tiny blonde into her chunky black shoe and keeping her under foot.

2. Wednesday says she will be requiring Enid's cushioning services going forward, decides to move Enid inside her underwear.

3. Wednesday is on a roll with her writing, but could use a quick snack. And she has always wondered what wolf meat tastes like...

4. As Wednesday adjusts in her seat, she accidentally pins Enid under her crotch for a moment. Surprised by how much she enjoyed the feeling, she decides to investigate further by moving Enid to the front of her panties.

5. Wednesday decides to investigate her shrinking abilities further and ends up making Enid even smaller.

You have the following choices:

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1. Enid's New Home

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2. New Purpose as Wednesday's Butt Lint

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3. Midnight Snack

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4. Wednesday's Hump Day

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5. The Ever Shrinking Roommate

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