The ride to the apartment was relatively uneventful. You could even say you enjoyed it. Despite the panic you felt at being suddenly shrunk, you figured there were much worse positions you could find yourself in than being cradled between the massive breasts of a beautiful college co-ed.
You heard the women talking, laughing, and giggling above you, but your mind was much more focused on the flesh that surrounded you than on their words. You enjoyed every bump and bounce as your captor's flesh jiggled against your small body. The light smothering you were experiencing was joyful.
Unfortunately, that all changed when you arrived at their apartment.
You were roughly plucked from your soft, comfortable cleavage carriage and deposited on a table with three sets of hungry eyes staring at you.
"Well girls," Rebecca started with a smile, "We had a lot of different ideas in the car, but which game should we play first with our little cutie here?"
Her question was met with a chorus of giggles, but ultimately they decided on....
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