This choice: Something else and go back to daycare tomorrow. • Go Back...Chapter #6Emma Forgets You by: Derpus   originally by superdude9
You were still slightly crushed from your ordeals at the daycare throughout the day, so you weren’t able to climb out of Emma’s purse on your own. You waited patiently for the kind giantess to come and get you, but the minutes passed by without her coming. You were beginning to get worried. There was always the chance that Emma had forgotten about you, and she did seem quite tired when she came home.
You tried to see if you could hear anything outside of the purse. You heard the faint sound of voices, and you figured it was probably Emma having dinner conversation with her family. That reminded you that Kat and Ana were also nearby, which meant that they would also be able to rescue you if Emma herself forgot. You didn’t count on Stacy being of much use. She was certainly nice and caring, but her oblivious nature was terrifying.
The minutes turned into hours, and still no one had come for you. You were also shocked that your body was still crushed and hadn’t reformed, but you had been put through quite a beating over the course of just one day. Dinner had ended, and you heard the occasional sound of someone walking by, but that was it. You even got brief glimpses of a leg or arm, but no one stopped to free you.
Wiggling and squirming was useless, as none of the girls of the house had so much as glanced in your direction. You were beginning to lose all hope of rescue, and were about to drift into sleep when you heard footsteps getting closer and closer. You didn’t want to get your hopes up, but suddenly two legs were standing right beside the purse. You couldn’t see a face, as it was blocked by massive breasts that stuck out like a shelf.
“Hey honey! You left your purse over here!” The person said, and you recognized the voice as Stacy. You cursed your horrible luck, as Stacy was the last person you wanted to be near in this situation. Bad things always tended to happen around her, and from what your dad said, the same was true for him.
“Yeah! Okay!” Stacy called back to Emma. You hadn’t heard Emma’s reply, but it seemed like you had totally slipped her mind, as Stacy wasn’t immediately rescuing you. Suddenly, Stacy bent down and stuck her hand into the purse, her large fingers digging around closer and closer to you. You had no idea what was going on, but you were absolutely terrified.
Stacy’s fingers brushed against your body, and you heard Stacy laugh. Her hand closed around your body, and gripped you with painful tightness. She withdrew you from the purse, but still had yet to even look at you. A part of you wanted to believe that you were saved, but the rest of you knew that it was much, much worse than that.
“You were right honey!” Stacy spoke to Emma. “The pads were in your purse. I’m going to go put this one in now!” Your eyes widened, and your heart skipped a beat. You hadn’t been rescued at all. Stacy thought you were nothing more than a vaginal pad, and was about to stuff you right into her womanhood! The purse didn’t seem so bad anymore, but it was too late.
Stacy carried you with her into the closest bathroom, and she closed the door behind her. Not wasting any time, Stacy pulled down her tight short shorts, letting them hang around her knees. She then pulled back the waistband of her panties, and you saw the dark cavern that was her pussy. Stacy hummed a little tune to herself, and you wiggle and squirmed for all it was worth, but Stacy’s tight grip rendered you struggles useless.
In one quick motion, Stacy stuffed your squishy body right into her awaiting pussy, and you slipped inside. You were instantly overwhelmed by the combination of intense heat and strong aroma, and your tiny body was coated in moist fluid. Stacy’s hand retreated, and the waistband snapped shut, shrouding you in darkness. As Stacy walked out of the bathroom, her powerful thighs shifted against each other, causing the walls of her crotch to push together, grinding you mercilessly.
Stacy sauntered into her bedroom, and flopped down onto the bed. Emma walked in a few moments later, carrying her purse with her. Emma set her purse down by the foot of the bed, but before she walked away, she felt something weird at the back of her mind. It was as if she was forgetting something absolutely vital, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
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