This choice: Squashed By Chloe's Butt • Go Back...Chapter #6Squashed By Chloe's Butt by: Haro-Haze   Ella had been running forensics for the LAPD for over a year now, and it was finally time for her to do something she'd been putting off for a while: clean out the old chemical refrigerator.
It had vials and beakers and jars containing who knows what, accumulated over the years from her predecessor and left completely unlabeled. Now that she was sure she was sticking around long term, she'd have to get rid of it all and finally make a fresh start of it.
It was a long, exhausting process. Without knowing what anything was, she had to treat it all like it was dangerous, wearing long gloved and a lab coat while disposing of it in specialized containers.
Occasionally things would spill on her, or a puddle of something that had spilled in the back of the fridge would get on her gloves or coat, but she was protected and it was fine. At least, it would have been if not for the small hole in the back of her glove.
She didn't notice it, but it allowed some of the mysterious blue liquid to leak through to her bare skin.
When she was finally done, Ella sighed, exhausted, and headed for the precinct locker room. There was a gym inside for employee use, but Ella had so far avoided it. Today though, she needed a shower and a place to change her clothes.
By the time she stripped and headed to the shower, the liquid was no longer visible on her hand. Whatever it was, it had seeped into her skin, so it remained unnoticed as she got in the shower and relaxed for the first time in hours. She felt a little light-headed as she scrubbed her hair, but she assumed that was just her being tired from a long day's work.
It wasn't until she was back out in the locker room, wrapped in a towel in front of her locker, that her head really started to feel weird, and suddenly, she fell backward, fainting before she hit the bench.
When Ella came to, it only took her a minute to realize what happened. Somehow, she had shrunken and was now standing on the locker room bench, naked.
She didn't know how it happened, but she knew she would need help to get herself out of this situation. Not seeing anyone around, she slowly walked to the edge of the bench, looking down over the edge at the drop to the floor below.
Her towel was on the floor beneath her, but the fall was big enough that she doubted it would be enough to break her fall, and she didn't have what she needed to calculate it for certain. Clearly, jumping wasn't an option.
Ella sighed, realizing she would have to wait for someone to come in and notice her.
THOOM. THOOM. THOOM.
Ella was confused for a moment by the loud-sounding impacts, but soon realized that it was footsteps! At her size, they were just comparatively loud enough that she felt the vibrations in the bench she was standing on. Someone was coming. Ella turned to see who it was, hoping for someone she recognized.
Fortunately for Ella, the best possible candidate strode into the locker room: it was her friend Detective Chloe Decker.
Ella watched in stunned awe as the giant woman strolled along the bench, moving faster than Ella thought anything that big would be able to. Only when Chloe came to a stop halfway down the bench did Ella snap out of it, realizing she needed to get Chloe's attention before she finished changing.
She began to jog down the bench, a little self-conscious about being naked as her boobs bounced with her running. She ignored that to focus on the serious matter of getting Chloe's attention.
When Ella arrived in front of Chloe, the detective had just finished pulling on a sports bra and was adjusting it across her chest. Other than the bra, she was wearing only a pair of panties, still early in the process of getting dressed.
"Hey, Chloe! Down here! Chloe!" Ella yelled, jumping up and down and waving her arms up at her giant friend and coworker. She almost cried with relief when Chloe's eyes shifted down towards her, assuming she'd been spotted.
But Chloe instead reached down to grab a pair of socks off the bench that was a few feet past Ella, not having noticed the tiny hopping forensic scientist at all.
Ella gulped as Chloe instead turned her back to her, revealing a giant, athletic thong-clad butt that instantly eclipsed her in shadow. She knew what was coming next, and knew she had no chance of dodging it.
"Chloe! Chloe don-"
THUMP
Chloe's butt dropped right on top of Ella, landing the tiny woman directly in the middle of her ass. Ella felt the bench shake as Chloe's cheeks touched down on either side, then the smack of the athletic fabric against her face as the thong hit her, and finally big fleshy cheeks hitting her from both sides as Chloe's butt collapsed inward, scooping Ella up into their embrace.
She wasn't on the bench anymore, she was held slightly above it by Chloe's cheeks, prevented from going deeper only by the detective's thong. Ella was in a very tight spot, but she tried using her feet and elbows to strike at Chloe's cheeks, pushing back the giant cheeks in a futile attempt to get free.
"Chloe what the fuck! How can you not feel this!" Ella shouted, her voice never escaping Chloe's cheeks.
Meanwhile, Chloe had no idea that poor Ella was being made to suffer between her butt cheeks. She had stopped for a moment to check some new texts on her phone. Done with that, she pulled on some socks, shifting her weight to one cheek, then the other as she dealt with each foot.
As Chloe shifted, her cheeks rolled to the side a bit. It was barely noticeable for Chloe, but all-consuming for Ella. As Chloe lifted her right leg and rolled to the left a bit, Ella was pushed backward, back pressed flat against Chloe's left cheek as her right cheek leaned on it, and Ella, for support.
With Chloe's body moving, Ella could feel just how strong Chloe's muscular glutes were after years of training and police work. Ella hated being in a situation that allowed her to get to know her friend's butt so intimately, especially as that butt did its best to squash her.
Finally, Chloe sat up again, rolling Ella back to vertical, but only for a moment. Chloe had two socks to put on after all, and so now Ella was laying face first on Chloe's right cheek, with her left cheek trying to make sure Ella's face couldn't be pulled back from the right as it laid on top of her back.
And all the while, Chloe remained blissfully unaware.
When Chloe finally stood up, she did feel something amiss between her cheeks. Unfortunately, her thought wasn't "I wonder if Ella is fighting for her life against my ass." It was simply "Ugh, this thong always gives me a wedgie." Chloe slipped a finger under the thong, just below the waistband, and ran it down the curve of her ass, pulling the thong free from the depths of her cheeks in the process.
Ella was completely unprepared for this. When Chloe had stood up, her cheeks had carried Ella with them, clapping around her as Chloe rolled onto her feet. The young forensic scientist, still dazed from the powerful clap, realized that she was now suspended in the air, relying on Chloe's cheeks to hold her aloft so she didn't splat down onto the ground.
As she tried to make a decision in this insane new environment, Chloe's thong suddenly jumped toward her. She was afraid she would be dislodged and fall, but instead, it slid right past her, pushing Ella against Chloe's left cheek as the thong glided along her right.
She was relieved to be alive for a moment until she realized what had just happened: she was inside Chloe's underwear now. And Chloe was about to hit the gym.
"Chloe! Chloe! Help! I'm trapped in your butt!" Ella shouted, pounding on her friend's ass cheek and hoping that she'd be felt. But Chloe had already given her butt all the consideration it was going to get. As she bent over to pull up her gym shorts, Ella was introduced to the first moments of what was about to be a torturous experience as Chloe's butt lint.
What happens?
1. Chloe gets a call about a possible suspect sighting, so she just pulls on her regular pants and heads to her car for a long stakeout.
2. Chloe is hitting the exercise bike, pulling on tight spandex shorts for an intense ride.
3. Chloe is doing hand-to-hand combat training, punching, and kicking a sandbag. She pulls on some looser-fitting gym shorts that will allow her cheeks to bounce and move with every blow.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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