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You couldn't believe how quickly your night had gone to hell. You had been sure you were going to win the beer pong game, and then you had been sure you were going to walk away from the game with an extra $100 in your pocket. And even when you lost, you thought spending some time with Brittany's tits wouldn't be so bad. But you had fallen right into her trap, and now you were apparently going to spend the next week wedged in your new friend's butt crack.
"So how's he feel back there?" Maggie asked.
"I still can't believe you turned him into a thong." Kayla said.
"Oh it was totally worth it. It feels amazing having him squirming back there, and he needed someone to teach him not to be so cocky. He will probably be thanking me by the end of the week for such a valuable lesson." Brittany said, patting her butt confidently.
"Are you worried he got off too easy? He thought he was going in your boobs, but your ass is still almost a reward." Maggie said.
"Don't worry. Even if he's having fun now, once I wear him to spin class he definitely won't be." Brittany laughed.
You of course weren't having any fun now. As part of her thong, your arms were held above your head and your legs tugged downward by the fabric of her thong, with you as the lynchpin holding everything together. And with her wearing the thing, you felt a bit like you were caught in a taffy stretcher, in danger of being pulled apart by the opposing ends of fabric.
"Well what should we do now?" Maggie asked.
"There's actually a party at my sorority house tonight, girls only. Would you guys want to go?" Brittany asked.
"Yeah that sounds great!" Maggie said.
"Do you think they'll mind that Tony is tagging along?" Kayla asked giggling.
"No, I don't think there's a dress code for this party, I can wear whatever I want." Brittany said back, only acknowledging your new purpose as clothing, not the fact that you were a guy at a girl's only party.
All three girls laughed as they grabbed their purses and headed out of their dorm building, soon stepping out into the cool evening air. You couldn't really tell the difference between outside and inside, as your new position ensures you were always "inside" Brittany's ass, with your temperature controlled entirely by the heat radiating off of her ass cheeks.
As they walked, Kayla couldn't help but stare at Brittany's ass, wrapped in tight white jeans, wondering what it must be like for you getting flossed between her roommate's cheeks.
If anyone had asked you what it was like, you would have said it was hell. You were essentially flossing Brittany's ass crack, being dragged up and down along her cheeks with each step she took. You were caught between two smooth walls that were sliding past you on either side, each cheek rubbing against the cheeks on your face as your body acted like just a bit of string. And as smooth as her cheek was, there was still enough friction from the skin to skin contact to smush your cheeks in opposite directions with each slide of her massive buns.
Fortunately the sorority house was not too far away. As soon as Brittany and company got inside, each of them was handed a drink, which helped push thoughts of your position to the background.
As Brittany milled around, talking to friends and sipping her seltzer, you went ignored, trapped between your friend's cheeks. With the ambient music at the party and the sound insulating nature of Brittany's cheeks, there was zero chance of you hearing anything going on at the party. There wasn't anything the girls needed you to hear anyway. You had a job to do, and that was to keep Brittany's butt crack covered, nothing more.
Meanwhile, it was Brittany's job to have fun, and she was doing it well. She had only had a single drink so far, but she was riding high on the knowledge that the wedgie she was feeling was in fact none other than her next door neighbor, who she now guessed she'd need to think of as her roommate going forward? Or maybe she was his landlord now that his time would be split between living in her ass and living in her dresser drawer with her other underwear.
As the party got more crowded, it didn't take long for the room to heat up, and you felt that all too clearly in your position as Brittany began to sweat. It was incredibly mild, maybe too little for even Brittany to notice, but when a single drop of sweat was the size of your head, it was impossible NOT to notice. You would force your head to the left or right, burying it in whichever cheek didn't currently have a bead of sweat on a collision course with him. Brittany wasn't sure what you were doing, but she could feel your tiny face against her inner cheeks, and she was enjoying that quite a bit.
Eventually Brittany saw Kayla sitting on a couch, waving her over. Brittany headed over and sat down next to her roommate without even thinking.
"I was going to ask how Tony was doing..." Kayla said, looking at her friend's hips where she has carelessly dropped her ass on the couch.
"Oh he's doing fine. He's got his face buried in the ass of the hottest girl here, he can't complain."
You actually had a few complaints as you were being SAT ON for the first time. Brittany's cheeks collapsed around you, squeezing you even more than usual as her ass sank into the couch. A few wiggles as she got comfortable just felt like she was taunting you, and any light that had managed to get to you earlier was now completely snuffed out. That was probably for the best, as you'd sunken a little deeper when she sat down, and you were afraid that if you could see, you'd be staring down your friend's asshole.
"You've got to let me borrow him once You've had your fun Brittany. I'm dying to see how it feels." Kayla said.
"Roommates borrow each other's clothes all the time, I don't see why this would be any different." Brittany said, and both girls laughed, extra giggly as they'd gotten a bit tipsy at this point.
What happens?
1. Brittany and the girls head home and head to bed, they have class tomorrow after all.
2. Someone spills a drink on Brittany and she uses the shower at the sorority house. However, your tipsy friend grabs the wrong underwear when getting dressed, leaving you behind.
3. A drunk Brittany decides to ditch her pants and show off your new position to her sorority sisters. Needless to say, they're very interested in this new dynamic.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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