Nicki was enjoying the experience, her breathing ragged, her eyes closed, her butt gyrating, her ass shaking, her cheeks clapping, her thighs wobbling, her feet shuffling, her butt vibrating, her cheeks jiggling, her skin quivering, her hips swaying. Her mind was lost in the malestorm of sensations. She took a deep breath and considered what to do with the tiny man next. She might have promised to restore the tiny man to size once upon a time. But here and now she realized there was no way she would give this up. She would keep this tiny man for herself forever. She would have to break the news to him sooner rather than later.
He would likely protest. Nicki brushed her heaving breasts. She figured she would be able to console him with her bouncing boobies. If not she could just sit on him until he changed his mind.
She wondered how she should start the conversation with him. How could she break the news without upsetting him? Should she just blurt it out? Or should she ease him into it? She would have to figure that out later. She wanted to savor the sensation of him being trapped under her butt.
She would have to find a way to conceal him from the outside world. Perhaps she could sew him inside her jeans, or put him in a baggy sweatshirt, or something. Maybe she could make little pouches for him in her bags when she was out and about.
There were so many possibilities, and so many ideas swirling in her head. She would have to take things slowly.
She decided to just let him continue his kissing spree for the time being. He seemed to enjoy himself, and it certainly was a nice sensation for her. She leaned back and sighed. Twisting her cheeks side to side. A girl could get used to this!
She looked down at the couch below her. She imagined that from your perspective the entire couch looked like a vast ocean, stretching off into the horizon. It made her feel powerful. Like she was a queen surveying her domain. It was an intoxicating feeling.
She couldn't believe her luck. You had been a big fan of hers for years, and now here you were, kissing her butt.
It was almost too good to be true. She felt her cheeks blush, and she bit her lower lip, the thought making her heart race.
She could wait any longer as she stood up and turned around. She would tell the little guy that he was going to be hers forever. That he would be her little toy to play with whenever she felt like it. She would also tell him that his life was going to change. That she was going to treat him like her personal pet, her plaything.
Your eyes were shocked by the sudden flash of light as Nicki stood up. Before you could say anything you found yourself lifted up to her face.
"So I hope you enjoyed your time under my butt little guy! I know I did! So I just wanted to let you know that I've decided to keep you this size. I mean if you didn't want this, you wouldn't have ended up this small anyway!" Nicki grinned and started laughing.
"I have a lot of fun planned for you, and I'm excited to share it with you."
"No, you can't do this, you have to change me back! Why would you do this?!" You protested
"Because I want you to be mine. I want to own you. I want to have power over you."
"This isn't what I want! I want to be big again, not some tiny plaything!" You cried.
"Hmm. Sounds like someone needs a timeout to cool down. I know just the place." Nicki brought you up to her lips and kissed you on the forehead.
"W-what?" You stammered as you felt a pair of plush lips press against your forehead. It was a strange sensation. Like being pressed against two damp pillows. Nicki tipped her hand and you found yourself falling into her cleavage.
You land face first in the valley between Nicki's two massive mammaries, the flesh surrounding you, pressing into your body. Your entire field of vision is obscured by Nicki's boobs.
"Perfect! Now let's head to my bedroom to continue the fun. I've got a few games in mind, and I think you'll really enjoy them."
Before you could react, the buxom rapper was already standing up, her tits bouncing and jiggling, nearly smacking your face.
As she walked, her boobs swung wildly, causing her to wobble and bounce, and you were struggling to keep in place. Her body was moving and bouncing, and it was difficult to keep track of the changes in position.
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