You were relieved as Gwen jumped off the bench, freeing you from under her rear as she looked down, smiling over you.
“Please don’t do that again,” you winced, aching a bit from the weight of her ass.
“Toys don’t tell their owners what to do,” Gwen said with a smirk, “but I’ll give you a break from my butt for now. I have a much nicer place to put you.”
Before you even had a chance to ask what she meant Gwen’s hand descended on you, and raising you up to her face. Still confused, you watched as the red headeds free hand pulled at the neck of her shirt pulling it away to expose her bra covered chest.
“This seems like as good a place as any to keep you hidden,” Gwen said with a mischievous grin as her hand holding you lowered towards her bra!
“No no no!” you exclaimed wriggling like hell as she were lowered towards her left bra cup, “you can’t put me in there!”
“Oh calm down I see girls keep lipstick and money in their bras all the time,” Gwen said, though her words didn’t exactly calm your nerves especially as she compared you to inanimate objects!
Her fingers pry at the top of her bra cup, pulling it away from your chest. Her breasts aren’t large but at your size they are huge comparatively!
“Gwen please can we talk about th-AHH!” your plea is ignore as she drops you into the cup of the bra, landing on the soft padding.
“Don’t worry little guy,” Gwen said with a sinister smile up above, “you be good in there and we’ll have lots of fun when I get home! In the meantime, enjoy yourself!”
Without giving you a chance to respond, Gwen’s fingers released the bra cup as it recoiled back into place! The cup closed, and you collided with her bare breast, your face practically right against her nipple!
Gwen couldn’t help but shiver with delight from the feeling of having this shrunken man as her own personally you and so helplessly trapped within her bra.
“You and I are gonna have so much fun together,” she cooed, rubbing the faint outline of your body through her bra and shirt.
Eager to get home and continue her fun, Gwen headed out. She made sure to exaggerate each step, blushing as she felt her breasts rub and bounce against your little body. You on the other hand had quite the opposite feeling. While the bounce of her breast was nice, you didn’t want to put in this position at all! And now you were being carried off in her bra as her own personal toy!
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