Barry turned his attention to the door as he heard the sound of the prison buzzer go off, wondering how Iris was able to arrange a one on one meeting in a prison that didn't allow conjugal visits. Then again, his wife wasn't one to take things sitting down. Whatever she wanted from seeing him must have been of the utmost importance.
"You've got five minutes." The guard announced, opening the door and allowing Iris to slink inside the room, carrying only a tiny handbag in her left hand.
The steel door closed behind the ebony woman as she walked towards barry, taking the seat opposite to him at the center of the room, a security camera in the corner tracking her every movement.
"Listen up, Barry. Because we don't have a lot of time." Iris announced, under her breath, being careful not to speak loud enough to be heard by any listening devices in the room.
"I'm breaking you out of here." she continued, casually pulling a pen out of her clutch handbag, pointing the tip towards Barry while keeping her thumb pressed against the clicker.
"Iris, that's crazy! How do you plan to do that all by yourself?" Barry yelled, doing his best to keep a low profile by keeping his voice quiet.
"With this pen, I had Cisco put the finishing touches on it this morning. We've been waiting for Ray Palmer to send us something." Iris explained, catching Barry's attention.
"Why would you need something from Ray Palmer?" Barry asked, fearing the answer to his question.
"I'm sorry, Barry. I promise I'll explain everything later, but first *click*." Iris answered, pushing her thumb down on the clicker.
Suddenly all the lights in the room went off, only to turn back on when the backup generators activated themselves. "Iris! What is going on‽" Barry asked, no longer trying to be quiet.
"Sorry, Barry. I have to do this." Iris answered, pushing her thumb down on the trigger two more times in a row *Click, Click*, releasing a white mist that covered Barry from head to toe, obscuring his vision.
He felt the chair move out from underneath him, his restraints seeming to disappear until he was sitting on the floor. When the mist disappeared, Barry found himself looking at Iris under the table, or at least her legs.
She stood up and quickly made her way around the table, standing over the chair Barry had been sitting in to see a tiny orange dot below her. In reality, it was a small Barry dressed in his orange prison uniform.
In turn, Barry found himself looking up to a skyscraper-sized Iris who was already reaching down to pick him up. Meanwhile, Barry, still not wanting to go along with his wife's prison break scheme, took advantage of his recovered speed to run away.
Unfortunately, Iris's hand was faster, squeezing Barry's ribs between her middle and index fingers as she curled her fingers into a fist around him. "Sorry, Barry. But we don't have time to play games right now! Their backup systems will be online any second." Iris said.
"I have to hide you, quickly." Iris continued, giving Barry only one chance to express his concerns.
"Iris, you can't hide me in your bag, they'll find me in there, and you'll get locked up too," Barry replied, more concerned about Iris's wellbeing than his own.
"That's why I won't be hiding you inside my bag," Iris responded, not giving Barry the opportunity to rebuttal, deciding to let her actions do the talking from now on.
"Iris? Iris!" Barry yelled, watching the room move around him at breakneck speeds(for anyone without Super-Speed) before he found himself looking back at Iris's jean-clad buttcheeks.
"This is your hiding spot," Iris announced as if Barry would make such a decision at his size.
"Iris, can't we talk about..." That was all he could say before he heard the click of Iris's waist button coming undone. followed by the rasp of her zipper as she pulled it down to make room for her new passenger.
"No time to talk. We have about ten seconds. Like it or not, this is where you're going!" Iris announced, shoving her hand down the back of her pants and panties, dropping Barry into the warm embrace of her buttcheeks. However, she didn't stop there, using her finger to guide Barry towards her butthole.
"Oh no, she wouldn't," Barry thought. But the prison was equipped with a high-frequency DNA Scanner at all the exits. If she wanted to cover Barry's escape, she needed to shelter him entirely in her asscrack, even if that meant positioning him a little too close to her asshole for his comfort.
Barry kicked Iris's Anus, not wanting to go inside his wife's butthole. Unfortunately, Iris hadn't planned on turning her husband into a butt-plug. Until that moment, anyway, releasing a soft moan as the vibrations from his kicks turned her on.
Soon enough, one of these kicks landed his leg knee-deep inside Iris's booty, and it wasn't long before the other followed. But Iris didn't stop there, steadily inching her way towards Barry until he was waist-deep in Iris's butthole, clamped down on by the massive orifice, accentuated by a pleasant moan from Iris before her finger retracted.
She pulled up her zipper and buttoned her jeans back to a normal position, forcing her cheeks back into line around Barry to a point where it was hard for him to breathe, smothered by the building-sized mounds of browned butt flesh on either side of him.
After getting situated, Iris felt as if she had the time for one last comment towards Barry before ignoring him during her trip outside the prison. "You feel pretty good down there Barry. I'll have to let you spend more time down there when we're alone." Winking at her butt as she looked back over her shoulder.
The cameras in the room turned back on, and Iris did her best to act surprised by Barry's sudden disappearance, backing up into a nearby wall, accidentally bumping her butt against the solid surface, pushing her cheeks both inward and out.
"Opps," Iris said, almost blowing her cover, hoping Barry was okay after such a rough hit. But she didn't let that stop her from backing into the wall completely, telling herself this was the price Barry had to pay for freedom.
"Where's the prisoner?" A guard asked as they burst through the door a moment later, seeing only Iris on their left side. They grabbed her by the arm, guiding her towards the door. "Search the area! The prisoner has disappeared," they yelled.
Iris couldn't believe it. Her plan was working. In a few minutes, she'd have Barry free of a prison cell. Although that wasn't entirely true for Barry, from his perspective, he was only trading out one prison for another between Iris's buttcheeks, granted, it would be a private prison, but it meant that Iris would take on the role of his new warden.
As she walked down the corridor, her nervousness became all too apparent as her cheeks squeezed together, limiting Barry's movements even further as she continued to move forward. Now not only could he not lift a finger, but he had to contend with the two Ebony hills steadily grinding him to a pulp, each one seeking to fill the finite amount of space his body occupied.
Finally, Iris came to a halt, with only one body scanner between her and Barry's (limited) freedom. She took a deep breath, clenching her cheeks inward, pulling Barry's leg deeper into her butthole as he struggled the best he could.
Unfortunately, the best he could muster wasn't nearly strong enough to combat the powers of Iris's butt. Now his body was held entirely in place along Iris's buttcrack, with one leg engulfed inside his wife's butthole as the guard motioned her to walk forward.
She stopped in the middle of a metal pad on the floor, standing still while the three-dimensional scanner ran over her body, confirming that there was no other DNA on her personal. It passed over her clothes in the form of hot white light, but from Barry's current position, he couldn't see a twinkle.
Iris got the blue light. Meaning she was successful in hiding Barry as she stepped towards the exit. She finally allowed herself to relax, easing up on Barry at long last, allowing him to take a deep breath. However, he was hardly out of the woods yet as the prison buzzer went off. Iris might be in the clear, but Barry was far from the same. What lies in store for the shrunken speedster?
1. Iris plays it cool, avoiding the risk of rising suspicion by adhering to her normal schedule, started by going out to Jitters for a cup of coffee, followed by a walk in the park.
2. Iris wants to return Barry to his normal size as quickly as possible, bringing him back to S.T.A.R Labs so Caitlin can revert the effects of his shrinking. Unfortunately, she had no idea of Iris's plan, nor can she easily return Barry to his previous size.
3. Iris is eager to bring Barry home as soon as possible, saying she can return him to normal size after they have some alone time.
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