Threw Jack down on her bed and stood at the edge. Looking down, Trish grinned her devious grin and laughed to herself. Jack, in utter disarray, scrambled about on her bed trying to get his bearings to escape. Though, in his panic and fear, Jack got nowhere. At this point, Trish was doing nothing other than watching Jack squirm around for his life, making mediocre progress in the process. She thought this very funny, though Trish wanted more from him. Her voice boomed down on Jack as she spoke.
"Look out below!" Jack paused from all of his nonsensical movement to look up. A dark shadow cast over him. With her arms open wide, Trish jumped into the air to land on the bed, her torso all that Jack could see. What only took a moment seemed like it went in slow motion for Jack. He was frozen, if not from fear than from pure intrigue and awe, at the sight of the busty cheerleader's chest dropping. For a faint moment before he was smushed, Jack saw the look of utter carefree enjoyment on Trish's face. Jack sighed to himself and embraced what was coming.
*FOOMPH*
Landing on her bed, Trish let out a happy giggle. "That was fun, wasn't it Jack?" she smiled. Pressed firmly against the front of Trish's shirt, under the weight of her more than large right boob, Jack could hardly hear what Trish just said, but tried to complain anyway. Miraculously, his muffles did register, though very, very slightly, to Trish. As amazing as that was, it didn't matter. Trish didn't really care for Jack's complaints. Instead, she relaxed her whole body onto her bed, putting even more of her substantial (to Jack) weight on her little friend. Jack croaked under the pressure, but was lucky not to burst. The extra endurance he was given from the shrink ray when shrunk down to his size came in handy in this situation. Although he survived, the rest of the night would make Jack wish that he had bursted underneath Trish.
The following three hours were some of the worst Jack had gone through in his life. Trish exercised her power over the diminutive Jack in every possible way. Following her breast rest, Trish gave Jack a brief intermission before using him as a seat cushion, a move that would end up plastering him onto the middle of her ass and require a few minutes to scrape him off. A little while later, she through Jack into one of her socks and worked him around while messing around on her phone. Then, of course, there was the moment that she wrapped him inside a warm washcloth and wiped her sweaty armpits down with him and the rag. Finally, after even more torture following the sweat incident, Trish was worn out and wished to settle down.
"Phew. Jack, you really know how to party, don't ya?" Trish poked Jack on the head as his less than energetic body lay solemn next to her on her bed. "I... can't... move..." he moaned. Trish giggled then yawned. "That's all the better for me. Come here, lover boy, let's snuggle." Jack groaned as the familiar grasp of Trish's finger tips triggered a sensation on his head, and he was lifted into the air. As Jack was being pulled closer to Trish, he could see the fatigue on her face. She really went all out in partying with Jack that night, for better or for worse. Pulling Jack into her lips, Trish gave her "boyfriend" an especially sloppy kiss, with her saliva stretching away from her mouth as she pulled Jack back away. She laughed again. "I'm sorry, I'm just so tired," she apologized. Jack didn't listen to her, he was far too tired. "Anyways, cuddle time."
When Jack's eyes jerked open, he was made more aware of his surroundings, finally feeling the tight pressure of two soft and cushion-like orbs to either side of him. Yawning, Jack didn't try to complain. He knew where he was and he knew he couldn't do anything about it, especially in this state. He looked up one final time before drifting off and noticed Trish fading in and out. The one time he could probably take advantage of her and escape was unfortunately slipping by the wayside because of his own fatigue. This thought was the last one in Jack's mind before he finally dozed off.
What happens when Jack awakes?
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