This choice: by the Stripper Pole (butt crush) • Go Back...Chapter #3by the Stripper Pole by: Markus   Stacy, still dazed and confused due to her sudden changed and the hangover, looks at her surrounding. The most notable thing she sees are the very tall silver stripper pole, bruised and wet. The windows near your view suggest that it's still night and yet the place seems empty.
Before long, booming stomps and voices are heard from across the room, stomping and stomping, creating a echo a tiny such as yourself could hear. Appearing before the voilet curtains behind you looms two voluptuous figures. A pair of twin strippers in candy colored bras and panties.
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They quickly surround Stacy, having their feet blocking all possible ways of escape. Before long, Stacy was grabbed by one of the stripper and was dragged closer to her perky face, her black knotted hair swoons behind her.
"Sorry for the wait, we hoped you didn't wait to long," She apologizes with a smile.
"Hey sis, is this the right person?" The other sister asked with a strange gaze, "She looks different,"
Stacy try to talk to both of them, but was interfered by the girl who grasp her hand on you.
"You're Stacy right?" She asked,
"Well, Yes, but I did-" the girl grasp her hands more tightly, covering your body and silencing you by accidents.
"See, nothing to worry about," She sways her hands, causing you motion sickness
"I still don't feel right putting the pills on the drink, what if someone else accidentally drink it?"
"Well it could cause a lawsuit, but it didn't did it?! We still shrunk our client as requested."
"I guess," The other twin girl's face looked sad and worried, though Stacy didn't see this as her body is trapped on her hand, muffling her shouts for help.
"Hey," the girl let go of her hand and grabbed your torso carefully, like a doll. "I'll let you have first dibs on the client,"
The other girl smiles, her eyes brightly shines on her. She nodded.
Before long, the girl grabbing you streches the other girl's panties and slowly lifts you below it. This sudden change of environment have stunned Stacy for a moment, before realizing how stupid it is to stand there.
"waitWaitWAIT!!!! I'M NOT YOUR CLI-"
"Oh right, I forgot we should introduced ourselves, I'm Pepper, the one that's going to twerk for you there is my sister, Mint. I hoped you enjoy the ride," She winked, before dropping Stacy onto her sister's undies and let go, causing the pullback to trapped you right on the ass cheeks.
Mint's ass were overbearing and smells like a combined force of nature and perfume, the stench of other clients, the sweat, the badly purchase perfume and,
Prbbbtttffffssshhhhhh
The gas,
Mint started adjusting her panties in embarrasment, she feels the tiny person trapped on the right cheek. Thinking that her tiny client is struggling to adjust, she adjusted the position so her client is more comfortable.
Stacy is struggling to get out of Minty's ass, her sheer rump is too large to climb and her skin seems to be covered in lotion, making it even harder to escape. The only thing to do now, is to scream for help.
Stacy screams and shouts, telling them the mistake they were doing, trying to explain she's not the one that hire them.
It's no use, Stacy's voice is to muffled to hear.
Before long, Minty and Pepper started pole dancing, with Minty cleaning her ass on the pole, this causes your body to be face planted hard on the right side of her buttcheeks, with her back pinned by the hard pole. She grinds and smothers your body, making sure her entire ass can feel the tiny person being pushed around.
After what felt like several hour, the twins began sweating vigorously. Mint's ass sweat covers the poor tiny Stacy on her entire body, she can feel the uncomfortable heat. And yet, she felt a hint of pleasure, or that may be the delusion mixed from the sudden. shrinking, bad gas, sweat and the leftover hangover.
Then, her panties are strectched again, revealing Pepper's face, before grabbing Stacy once again.
"My turn, my turn," She exclaim with an airheaded happiness, like a toddler taking turns to play a game.
Stacy tried talking to Pepper again, but her energy was drained from Mint twerking
her ass and smothering you on the pole that all she could say was a weak squeak. Which Pepper ignore.
She stretched her panties and shoves you between her ass cracks, with your face stuck in her anus. She let's go of her panties and began violently shaking her ass, twerking with 10x more intense than Minty was.
This accelerated speed causes your face to be unstuck from her anus trap, before suddenly hit with a small "psssshhh," paralyzed your body.
Soon, Pepper and Mint smother both their ass, Taking the final set of air from Stacy.
She can't breath anymore, her lungs are full of gas, and her body is stuck between the twins ass. Stacy silently prayed, asking forgiveness and to survival the aftermath of this mess.
in a wicked twist of reality, she might feel pleasured and erotically happy witg all of this, if the feeling wasn't mixed and overwhelmed with fear of being crushed by their butts...
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Stacy wakes up in shock, her cold sweat drips and drops on her face, after seeing a terrible yet erotic nightmare. She gasped her breath heavily as if she survived fron drowning. She took a deep breath and smiled for a moment.
But then she looks around, it was the same environment, the stripper poles, the windows and the curtains. It wasn't a dream, she's been shrunk down, sitting currently at a hostess table, right next to her captives.
The twin stripper, Pepper and Mint, who are currently arguing against themselves,
"No, I was the better dancer, you saw how jiggly my ass were, it definitely was the clients favorite ."
"Well, I still think my pole dancing makes the client much happier than that."
"Guess there's only one way to decide," Pepper began staring down at you, with a smug face of conviction and so is Mint.
"Hi there Ms. tiny client," Pepper greet, "You seem fine now after our heated dance together, By the way, who's your favorite out of both of us? Me or Pepper?"
Neither, Stacy thought, she wanted to yell at them for mistaking her for their client, and stopping her from explaining herself. But she didn't. The good feeling of being smothered blinds Stacy's common senses and decided to take advantage of this.
In her head, this might be a good idea, a final party with giantess sounds fun and exciting, as long as she can make sure she doesn't end up like that again.
So, who is Stacy's favorite?
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