Brittany always had a noticeable swing in her hips as she walked, but on this night it was even more enhanced than normal. You felt your body crash from one cheek to the other with every step she took. The short walk to the party was an adventure like you never experienced before.
At the sorority house, the girls quickly separated. Brittany was asked about you several times and usually just laughed and stuck out her tongue and her ass in response as she quickly downed several shots before starting to dance.
As she danced, your world moved from a wild but predictable adventure to an absolute whirlwind. You decided that you've had just about enough of this. You could deal with curveballs from your friends, but being shrunken and stuck between a pair of soft ass cheeks was not something you were going to just tolerate. You finally swallowed hard and started kicking and squirming for all you were worth.
You had no idea which way "out" was at this point, but you knew you needed to get away from where you were.
You felt your surroundings starting to get hot and sweaty. Brittany was dancing hard, which wasn't a surprise to you at all, but it made your situation much more uncomfortable.
No matter how much she wanted to focus on the party, Brittany found your squirming distracting. She sighed and clenched her cheeks over your body, trying to get you to stop. But you were persistent.
Finally, she excused herself from the dance floor to a nearby bathroom and plucked your battered body from between her cheeks.
"You know, normally I'd probably enjoy all that squirming, but it's really quite distracting right now," she says looking at you with an irritated expression.
You roll your eyes. "Well how do you think I feel?!" you exclaim. "Being shoved between your ass cheeks is a little more than distracting," you seethe.
Brittany smiles, with a hint of drunkenness in her eyes and smile. "Well then you should have gotten yourself a proper costume!" she giggles.
"But...since you didn't, your friends are making sure that you're properly dressed. And I say that it's time for a costume change!" she says with a laugh.
You shudder at the sound of her laugh, knowing that whatever she has in mind will very likely be worse than where you started.
"Since you didn't like being Barbie's Butt, you'll get an upgrade. Congratulations Tony! The rest of the night, you'll be Barbie's butt plug!" she squeals as she removes her leotard and drops her tights, revealing her bare ass to you.
"Wait...Brittany no!" you protest, but the woman is far too gone in her fantasy world to hear your protests.
She rolls you in her ass crack, coating you in a layer of her sweat, making sure you're well lubricated. Your friend bends over slightly and parts her cheeks, revealing your destination to you.
She slowly moves the fingers of her free hand down her crack, shivering in pleasure and anticipation of what she's about to do.
"Brittany this isn't you!" you exclaim. You're not wrong, your friend is usually very caring, but you also know that when she drinks she's prone to getting carried away with fantasy and any ideas that get a foothold in her head.
Brittany ignores you as she slowly moves you closer to her ass.
"Oh, and feel free to squirm as much as you like, I don't think I'll mind," she says with a smile as she pushes you in feet first, leaving your head free as her round cheeks close over your body.
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