Ash stood nervously on Casey’s hand, he didn’t like the look in his friends eyes as she brought him closer to her face. After their conversation in his room earlier, Ash had been feeling a little uneasy around the animated baseball fan. He had witnessed her expel then pull back in a man with her ass and he had little doubt that she could do the same to him. Casey had made a point of showing him that her body had housed maybe hundreds of unfortunate shrinkees. It wouldn’t be hard for her to let him have a stay inside her as well.

“Casey, what are you doing?” Ash questioned her, but got no reply. She just kept her finger against her nostril and pulled Ash closer to her face. The disturbing thought that she was going to eat him, struck Ash as he got closer to her face. Before he could start panicking, the more sensible part of his brain reminded him that Casey wouldn’t eat him. She had said that she was going to smuggle him in and he knew that if she did it through the stomach, all that would be left when they got in was a half digested pile of paste. Ash convinced himself that she was probably just going to hide him in her hair and he wouldn’t be inside her. Feeling more relax, he watched as he passed her mouth with relief, but grew anxious when he was stopped just under her nose.

“What are you….Oh crap,” Ash mutters as he finally understands where he’s going. Ash looks up at Casey uneased as she started to inhale through her nose. The suction immediately grabbed hold of Ash and started pulling him closer. He looked up into the vacuum like vortex that was sucking him in and tried to plant his little feet firmly on Casey’s palm. Seeing that Ash was putting up a fight, Casey slowly inched her nose closer causing Ash’s hair and clothes to flap in the pull of the suction. When Casey grew her nose closer, Ash slowly began to slide toward her open nostril. With a sniff, Ash’s feet lifted off Casey’s palm and he went flying into Casey’s nose. Casey made a snorting noise when Ash’s body momentarily blocked her nostril. She took one last stronger snort and Ash disappeared into her nose, just in time for a steamed Misty to arrive.

“Give me back my boyfriend Casey,” Misty growled.

“Sorry, but he’s staying inside me until we get past the security guards.” the color drained from Misty’s face when she heard the word ‘inside’. She had mental pictures of Ash trapped inside Casey’s cunt, sweating in her velvet box as he tried to avoid drowning in her juices. Then she imagined him trapped deep in her anus. Being squeezed by the internal muscles whenever Casey flexed her behind. Misty went red when the last option entered her mind, Ash dissolving inside Casey’s boiling stomach. No longer able to take it, Misty seized Casey by the collar and lifted her up.

“If he’s hurt, so help me I’ll…” Misty let it hang, let Casey imagine the horrible things she could inflict.

“Chill Mist, I put him in the least erotic and safest orifice I got,” Casey told her in a calming tone of voice. Misty cooled down slightly and returned Casey to the ground, but she maintained her hold on Casey’s collar until she found out where Ash was.

“Where’d you put him,” Misty said, wanting no funny business when it concerned Ash’s safety.

“Ashley is spending some time getting to know my boogers.” Casey pointed to her nose to underline her point. Misty stepped back, releasing Casey from her grasp.

“You better pray that I can get your snot off him or else the next time I put a shrinkee up my nose, I’m going to make you eat him,” Misty threatened with a raised fist. Casey nodded eagerly, then giggled softly. She could feel ash squirming around in her nostril and it was tickling her nose hairs. Sniffing, Casey felt her tiny friend get pushed back into her nose and chuckled at what it had to be like for him. Although being a shrunken was one of Casey’s worst fears, she had to confess that she was curious about what it would be like to see the world from the eyes of a shrinkee. Being so small and helpless, when you can be sucked into a person through a breath of air. Casey liked being strong and in charge and nothing could change that, but she always wondered what it would feel like on the other end of the spectrum. Probably really crappy, she thought with a chuckle.

“You had better not be getting off on having my boyfriend in your nose,” Misty warned. She didn’t like the far away smile on Casey’s face. It reminded her too much of her own smile when Ash had been between her legs.

Misty’s attention turned to the booth attendant, who’s hand was out just before Misty’s face. ”Ticket please,” apathetically they asked. Misty handed her ticket over and was escorted to the side where two burly women patted her down for any contraband. After they were satisfied that Misty wasn’t trying to rip off the stadium, they let her pass. Misty waited around for Casey to get by so she could get Ash back. She didn’t care if it was only Casey’s nose, Misty didn’t like her boyfriend being inside any woman.

“Remember ladies, hand lotion is a security guards best friend,” Casey said to the guard before joining Misty at the side. Casey smiled at Misty and gave her the thumbs up.

“I think the one with the back hair felt up my butt,” Casey sniggered as she headed into the stadium with misty in tow.

“I don’t care if she stuck her whole hand up your butt, as long as they didn’t find Ash,” Misty scowled.

“Geez laweez, you’re acting like I penetrated him with a pencil and spun him around. All I did was do you a favor and hide him for you. If I’d let you do it, then you would of spent an hour cuddling him and telling him how he would be safe and he was your little cuddle bear. I did what I thought was best and excuse me for trying to help.” Casey pouted at misty and crossed her arms over her chest. Misty groaned and held her head in her hands. Although Casey was being blunt, she was also correct. Casey hadn’t put Ash in her nose to be cruel, the girl was just trying to help and Misty was ripping her a new asshole.

“Could I have Ash now?” Misty asked, feeling pretty low for giving Casey a hard time.

“Certainly,” Casey smirked, having returned to her carefree attitude. Holding one of her hands under her nose, Casey used the other one to block her empty nostril like she had done before. Taking a deep breath through her mouth, Casey blew until her face was red. After a few seconds, a ragged and mucus covered Ash, plopped into her hand. Gracefully, Casey dropped the little snot-covered boy into Misty’s hands. Wrinkling her nose in disgust Misty looked at her boyfriend, who looked like he wasn’t sure what planet he was on. Misty watched Casey walk off to their seats, although she hadn’t said anything, Misty could sense that Casey was getting fed up at Misty’s attitude. Heaving a sigh, Misty walked into the woman’s bathroom to clean Ash and help him regain his wits.