You were relieved that she planned on taking you off her butt cheek. All that talk about you looking like a tattoo had you worried that she'd decide to just leave you there permanently. But you nearly instantly forgot this relief as her sharp nails came down to you, scratching at your position on her cheek as they tried to peel you off. Your lungs were too crushed to yell, so only someone looking at your tiny face could truly see the agony you were in as her nails took several swipes across your body, trying to separate you from the tanned skin beneath. Finally, they managed to pry themselves between you and her skin, peeling you off her cheek. You sighed with relief, feeling your lungs fill with oxygen once more, only to have it whisked away as you were suddenly and rapidly pulled away from her butt, coming to a stop right in front of her beautiful face.
"Wow, my buns really did a number on you huh little guy?" Danielle teased, seeing your flattened form. Without knowing what would happen, she gave you a few tight squeeze in her fist, effectively squishing your mass back towards your center. When she opened her hand again, you snapped back into shape, leaving you mobile, but still tiny, in her fist.
"Never... do that... again..." You managed to say between pants, pulling as much air into your lungs with every breath as you possible could.
"Oh, I'm definitely doing that again." Danielle said, unmoved by your pain. "If not today, at least for the flight back. You make a very comfy little cushion. But now you and I are going to meet my friends. Lucky for you, we have a beach front hotel, so they're close by. I think you're really going to like them. Their butts are almost as nice as mine."
You couldn't believe that not only did this girl who had kidnapped you plan on making her butt a frequent feature in your life, she apparently also was willing to pass you around amongst her friends. "I'm not a toy you can just pass around!" you insisted, but Danielle scoffed.
"Of course you are. Why else would your name be Toy?" Danielle said dismissively, as though it should be obvious to you.
"It's not TOY! It's TON-" you began, only to lose your voice as Danielle plunged you back downwards towards her open bikini bottom. Her other hand had already pulled it wide open, seemingly anticipating your outburst. You could clearly see her two perfectly round sculpted butt cheeks, round and firm and waiting. You were intimately familiar with her right cheek at this point, but there was no discernible difference between them. You couldn't help but wonder if Danielle would opt to change things up and put you against her left cheek this time. You hated that you thought something like this, but you what you hated even more was the realization that you were not heading towards either of her cheeks. You were headed into the center of her ass, right between the looming cheeks.
There was some resistance as your body struck her cheeks. Round and firm as they were, they were pressed tightly together while she was standing up, meaning they required some pushing to separate. And Danielle was using your face to make this push. Your face was dragged across the inside of her left cheek as she pushed you deeper, her cheeks squeezing your tighter and tighter the deeper you got. Your head took the brunt of the squeezing, as her hand largely shielded your lower body from the power of her cheeks. Finally, she seemed satisfied with your position, halfway between her bathing suit and her asshole, and released her grip. And as soon as her hand retreated, her cheeks advanced.
It was a totally different experience than being under her cheek. When she sat on you, all of her weight had born down from above, persistently and relentlessly. Now instead you had much less force being applied by her butt, but it was coming from ever direction at once. You were held parallel to the ground by her cheeks, head pointing directly towards the center of her ass where her asshole loomed terrifyingly in your mind, and feet pointing towards a just a bit too tight white bikini. You would have imagined that gravity would have dragged you down between her legs, but Danielle's tight glutes were more than capable of keeping you held in place.
"Good, feels like you're nice and snug in there. Shouldn't be a long walk to the beach, but I didn't want to deprive you of my ass for too long." Danielle said, voice reverberating through her body and reaching you through vibrating ass cheeks. "Anyway, let's not keep the girls waiting, they'll be very excited to see you."
Once again, Danielle's cheeks were on the move, and you with them. As she strode out of the room, you went with her, occupied entirely by her butt. When you had been stuck to her cheek, you had simply had to deal with a very simple up and down motion as the one cheek you were on rose and fell. Now, held in the grip of two cheeks, you had to deal with both at once. When one of her cheeks moved upwards, the other sunk downward, pulling you in two direction at once. You were terrified you'd be reduced to a flattened smear in her crack, but there wasn't enough pressure for that. Instead, you found yourself rolled between her cheeks. You alternated rolling clockwise and counterclockwise with each step, your face frequently switching which cheek it was currently being buried in. And as her cheeks spun you like a drill bit, you also drilled deeper and deeper into her asscrack, sending you distressingly closer to the asshole you knew was waiting for you. Fortunately, at least for now, it seemed Danielle wasn't going to allow you to get that far.
When Danielle arrived, there was finally something else to focus on besides being chewed on by Danielle's ass cheeks, as you could hear her friends' high pitched voices loud and clear. "Danielle! You made it!"
"You bet I did girls! And I even brought a surprise." Danielle said, words quaking through her body. But at last, relief came as her hand shot down into her bikini, effortlessly finding you. You saw her incoming fingers for just a moment before they surrounded you, blinding you temporarily until you were suddenly thrust into the light, laying on your back in the palm of a beaming Danielle. "It's a shrunken guy! I found him in my seat on the plane. No idea how he got so small, but I figured he'd be the perfect way to spice up our vacation."
You hoped the new girls would be horrified when they saw you pulled out of their friend's butt, but clearly Danielle had chosen friends not unlike herself. You found yourself facing two girls, apparently Danielle's friends.
"You mean you just found this tiny guy on the plane?" One girl asked. She was the taller of the two new girls. She had brown hair and brown eyes, as well as massive breasts, only somewhat covered by a skimpy white bikini top. Surprisingly, rather than a matching bottom, she was wearing a rather loose pair of pink gym shorts.
"That's right Jenny. Almost sat down right on top of him without even noticing him. And then once I found him I put him in my bathing suit for the rest of the ride." Danielle explained. "This little guy loves my butt so much I had to peel him off of it when I got off the plane!"
"Ooooo, I bet he felt great under there." The other girl said. She was on the shorter side, with shoulder length blonde hair and a pear shaped body, covered by a light blue bikini. She was laying on her stomach on a towel, not even bothering to get up for the unveiling of a tiny man. "I wouldn't mind introducing the little guy to my butt." The blue bikini girl said, giving her butt a little shake. You gulped at the thought as you watched her cheeks bounce back and forth against each other.
"Don't worry, you'll get your chance sometime Antonia. No one knows what happened to him but us three, which means we can do anything we want with him." Danielle teased, laughing at the look of consternation on your face.
"No you can't! I'm not a toy, and I'm not going anywhere near anymore butts!" You yelled, angry at how little this conversation involved you. Danielle hadn't even bothered to tell her friends your name.
None of the girls even acknowledged your little outburst. In fact, Danielle actually changed the topic: "What's up with the gym shorts Jen?"
"Oh I forgot my bottoms at home." Jenny said, looking annoyed. "It was a really cute thong bikini too. Now my tan line is going to be all wrong." Jenny complained, as though that was a real problem, unlike being reduced to some spoiled girl's butt slave.
At the very least, Antonia was still primarily focused on your situation. "No one cares about your tan line Jenny! I just want to know what we are going to do with this little guy first!"
"Yes, what should we do with you?" Danielle asked turning her attention back to you. You could see Jenny and Antonia watching Danielle as well, anxiously hoping to be involved in whatever the plan ended up being.
What do the girls decide to do?
1. Danielle decides to solve Jenny's bathing suit dilemma by molding you into a thong bikini bottom for her.
2. Some playing children accidentally kick sand all over Antonia. She shakes it off, but complains about sand in her bikini bottoms. Danielle decides to offer your services in getting all the sand out of her ass.
3. Danielle needs sunscreen now that's they are on the beach, so she pours some on you and has Jenny help rub you over Danielle's body.
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