Nicki was silent after you shared your explanation with her. She was obviously trying to process what you had said, taking long enough that you wondered if maybe you should say something more. But then the rapper opened her mouth. "Alright. Alright, I'll believe you. I mean who would want to shrink themselves willingly? But that just begs the question: who the hell is this mystery freak? Are they a super villain or somethin'?"
"That's what I wanna know." You replied.
"Well, they clearly had their heart set on getting this gift to me. But why?" Nicki wondered, her voice dropping as her brows furrowed. "Why me? Why do something so freaky and send it to me?"
"Maybe...it's because you're famous." You suggested. "Or because they're a fan of your music?"
"I dunno, it feels like more than that." The popstar mumbled, staring into space as she mulled things over.
"Well let's worry about that later." You said, climbing up onto the pile of chips and raising your arms over your head. "Right now we need to focus on what we're going to do. Do you have a plan to get me big again?"
Nicki blinked and focused back on you. "Uh, no. I'm still not a hundred percent sold on the fact that you're a normal guy who was just shrunk. And even if I was, how the hell am I supposed to fix that?"
"Maybe..." You thought for a moment. "We should start by looking for a cure online. Someone had to make the machine that shrank me right? If we can figure out how it works, we can use it to grow me back."
"I'll get some of my people to look into that tomorrow. It's one of the perks of being a famous pop star. Plenty of money at hand. Now for the moment we are going to have a little fun. You and I haven't been able to get close, and there is a little something I've always wanted to try."
"What is it? Did you find something?" You asked curiously.
Nicki smirked and pulled out her phone. "I've got a great game we can play. Just sit back, relax and enjoy the ride. I will be having a great deal of fun."
You stole a quick glance at Nicki's backside and blushed at the thought of her planting her butt on you.
Nicki pulls out her phone and starts recording.
"You are not going to be a fangirl about this are you? I hope you are not recording." You said, a bit annoyed.
"Of course I'm recording, this is a perfect opportunity to get a video that can go viral. People will love it." She replied, ignoring your request.
"It's gonna be embarrassing." You muttered.
"Oh, I doubt it. After all, this is a chance that only happens once in a lifetime. Now let's get started."
"Ok, but I want you to show it to me first before posting it. Deal?"
"Deal. Now, let's have a little fun. You ready? I bet you are. Ok, let's begin."
Nicki picks you up and sets you down in the middle of one of the couch cushions. She lays down, getting comfortable, and puts the phone in the air so that you can be in frame with her. She's got a wicked grin on her face as she starts talking.
"Hey everyone, it's me Nicki, and I've got a special treat for you today. I had a crazy day at the studio, but after the show, I decided to relax and unwind with a little fun. A lot of you have been asking for some behind the scenes action, and today, I'm gonna give you a treat. Say hi, little one."
"Hi." You replied.
"I found this tiny little guy waiting just for me." She waggles her eyebrows and gives a wide grin. So I figured we could have a little fun together and allow him to have a backseat pass to the action."
"Backseat? Don't you mean backstage?" You ask looking confused as Nikki stood up so her legendary ass hung in the sky over you.
"Backseat, backstage, backdoor, whatever. All I know is you're gonna have a hell of a time tonight." Nikki laughed.
"Are you ready my little butt bug? The rules of the game are you have to avoid being sat on by my beautiful booty! If you get sat on you just might find yourself with an up close backseat pass to my ass!" Nikki laughed clutching her chest as her booty quivered.
"No way! You're gonna sit on me?! Why would you do that?" You shout, shaking your fist in the air.
"Because it'll be hilarious! Oh, and I also need to get the full experience for the video. Come on don't deny you want to experience this fine piece of ass." She winks and smacks her booty.
"Fine." You sigh. Maybe if you acted reluctant she would reconisder sitting on you. Or maybe she would sit on you longer.
"Alright, now the first rule is, you have to stay on the cushion. You can't leave the cushion, and you can't move the cushion." She instructs. "Also, if you fall off, the game is over. Got it?"
"Yeah, yeah, got it. But why?"
"It's just for the sake of the game, okay? I don't want you to get hurt."
"What do I win if I manage to make it?" You ask glancing again at her butt. You swallowed hard as you realized you were very likely to be trapped under her butt.
"What? I'm the one who wins. Your prize is some one on one time with my beautiful bottom. And who wouldn't want a piece of this booty?" She says with a wink, shaking her hips and causing her rear end to jiggle wildly.
"I wouldn't!" You exclaim.
"Sure." Nicki huffs. "Let's get started! Ready or not here I come butt bug!"
"I'm not a bug, I'm a human being." You yell shaking your fist at Nicki.
"So you're a little butt boy. Sorry to hurt your teeny tiny little feelings. Anyway, let's get going."
Nicki moves so that she's standing directly over the cushion and starts to lower her butt slowing as if teasing you. You start walking in a line on the cushion, not sure where you're going, just trying to keep moving.
You're a 3 inch tall human, standing in a cushion on a giant couch, about to be sat on by a world famous popstar. It's hard to believe this is your life,but here you are. As much as you wanted to be treated like a normal person in this moment the difference in scale between you and Nicki was made clear.
You look up at her enormous but looming over you. Its size is awe-inspiring, and your legs begin to tremble. You hear the sound of her clothing shuffling around her waist. It is as if her two butt cheeks are fearsome beasts struggling to break free of their confinement. Just one of her buttcheeks could crush you easily, and both of them combined would turn you into a pancake. At your scale each buttock was as wide as a battleship and the heft in each cheek was comparable to a mountain. Her pants were truly a marvel of engineering as her butt pulled the fabric so tautly you saw individual threads snapping.
But you're not scared. In fact, you're excited. The anticipation of being squashed between her huge booty is too much to resist. You stop your feeble resistance and accept the reality that you want nothing more than for her butt to smother you. "Come on, you can do it. Come closer. Don't worry, I'll go nice and slow. I won't squish you."
Nicki wiggles her butt seductively. "Why are you running away? You'll hurt my butt's feelings. It's been wanting to play with you for so long. It's not nice to say no."
"I just want to be free, to roam around , explore, not be trapped under your big fat ass." It is nothing more than a lie you tell yourself as you think back on all the times you had searched for photos with certain poses.
"I'll take that as a complement and make sure you give my beautiful buttocks some kisses once I catch you. But seriously, come on. You know you want this."
"Just hurry up and sit on me already, I'm not going to stop." You shout.
"Well then, I'll just have to speed up the process." She says, lowering her butt down even faster than before, until it's right above the cushion.
"No, no, no! Wait! Not so fast, no, no, no!"
Nicki's ass slams down on the cushion, her cheeks enveloping the whole cushion, squishing it.
"Waaaaaahhh!" is what you would have said if not for the megatons of booty that has slammed down onto you.
"Ah now this is the life. You make a wonderful little seat butt bug! This cushion is just perfect. It's not too firm or too soft, and it's just the right size for me." The sensation of her ass falling on you was unimaginable. You had experienced getting hit by a bus, but this was like being hit by a meteor. Well a meteor that consisted of a mattress outer layer and a firm muscular core.
As you struggle to breath underneath her butt, the pressure increases as her weight continues to push you deeper and deeper into the couch. Her butt had a surprising amount of give to it and was almost doughy as it molded itself around you. The smell was a mix of the fabric of the couch combined with the faint scent of sweat. But it was far from unpleasant. It was comforting like a sauna. It was hard to hear anything once Nicki sat on you, but the movement of her ass could be heard as a dull roar as the powerful muscles flexed and contracted.
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