Without a word, Elliot saw the perfect chance to relieve herself of her stress. Though she was baffled at how her mentor had been shrunken down to three inches, she didn't care. She took the tiny person and shoved her into her bra, and went about her day.
Every few minutes Elliot would check to see if Molly was still there, and every time she was Elliot would push her breasts together, chuckling quietly to herself. Molly could barely breath, she was pushed face-first up against the soft skin of Elliot's breasts.
After a few hours, Elliot went into a supply closet and quickly locked the door. She withdrew Molly from her massive bra and laughed at the naked and frazzled figure she was holding. "I'll give you a choice this time, "devil woman" - back in the bra, or in my wonderful socks?"
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