This choice: Her cleavage. Jaune's going on a bouncy ride. • Go Back...Chapter #7Jaune's Bouncy Cage by: Gator  Jaune gulped as he stared down at the canyon that was Yang’s cleavage. “Yang, no, wait!”
“Oh, hush! Do you know who many boys would kill to be in your position?” Yang teased. Jaune agreed, many boys, himself included, would love the opportunity to get intimate with Yang Xiao Long’s famous bust. The problem for the tiny JNPR leader was that, at his current size, he was less getting intimate with them and more literally going to be devoured by them.
“Have fun in there!” The brawler giggled at the panicking boy, and released him, letting him plummet down towards her hungry boobs. Her aiming was somewhat off, so Jaune instead landed with a small bounce onto Yang’s left breast. He gained his footing as fast as he could and attempted to jump off her and back onto the bed, figuring his putty body would allow him to survive the fall. Yang’s fingers were faster however, and they wrapped tightly around him up before he could even try. “Oh no you don’t!” The busty blond laughed as she slowly inserted her little struggling friend between her waiting mounds. Soon all that remained of Jaune to the outside world was his head and shoulders, the rest of him submerged within Yang’s tight bosom.
“There we go! Now, is this so bad?” The captor cooed to her captive, gently ruffling his hair with a finger. The shrunken teen held his head low, trying and failing to hide that his face was burning red with embarrassment. Yang couldn’t help but find him super cute, and gave her breasts a little squeeze, giggling as he moaned at the sensation. Her smile widened naughtily as she thought about how red he would be after what came next.
Jaune, meanwhile, was staring at the hungry gap that had consumed most of his body and was now holding him in place, waiting for it’s master to feed the rest of him to it. He had always imagined a girl’s breasts to be warm and supple, which Yang’s definitely were, but they were also hot and firm, especially as they squeezed around him. He pondered if he’d be able to, by some miracle, remain in his full form or if he’d be flattened instantly. A smaller, dirtier part of him pondered if anyone would believe him if he told them he’d been between Yang’s breasts. His redness doubled at the thought, but he quickly concluded the brawler would probably cripple him if he did.
He was torn from his mind when he felt her finger begin to press down on the top of his head.
Before he could protest, he was shoved down, quickly vanishing from the world as he was swallowed up by Yang’s flesh. He was forced inward till all any onlooker would see were Yang’s plump melons. Once he’s came to a halt and the finger retreated away, the heat and pressure had greatly increased, threatening to melt and crush the little invader into her skin. Jaune’s form somehow held steady, and he started struggling against his cell, awkward and uncomfortable.
“All mine now, Jauney.” Yang hummed happily, having fully claimed her prize. She felt him trying to escape, his futile efforts tickling against her skin. The buxom blond laughed and jostled her breasts, shaking the boy around inside. He had better get use to it, for the day was still long.
And he’d better hope that stomach of his held up. “You better not throw up in there, Vomit Boy…” Yang whispered threateningly at her bust. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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