After some indiscriminate amount of time passed underneath the enormous, warm ass of your friend Amy, you were finally stirred awake by some movement. You heard a powerful yawn just barely reaching you through the nearly soundproof flesh of her cheeks as you felt her body begin to move. A few moments later you felt the sweet relief of the pressure lightening up on you for a brief moment while Amy stood up. But nearly instantly after her heavy butt cheeks swung fell back together, crushing you in her ass crack once more. You cursed silently at yourself upon feeling the squishing weight of her ass pressing back down onto you, you shouldn't have been surprised that trying to help Amy out turned out this way but nonetheless it was upsetting. As your felt one massive wall of legging begin to move and smear you back and forth against the other you knew she must have been walking somewhere from the couch. Being that this was only her dorm room you prayed that she wasn't going to leave at this moment or else you would be stuck for yet another outing. But no more than a few steps later Amy reached her destination, still unknown to you, and quickly hooked a finger on each side of the waistband of her leggings, peeling them down off her ass. Your nearly wept tears of joy as you felt your body, still stuck slightly to the leggings, now yanked out of the abyss of her crack. Thoughtlessly Amy finished pulling off her clothing before dropping it into a pile on the ground.
In the grand scheme of things sitting in a pile of used clothing on the ground of a girl's dorm room wasn't an ideal situation, but compared to being wedged up that same girl's ass you may have been in heaven. You heard Amy hop up onto something nearby as you couldn't see at the moment, but based on the sound of creaking springs you assumed it was her bed. Moments later when you heard light snoring your theory was confirmed. Things just kept getting better as you now knew you had plenty of time to reform. Concentrating your will you began to peel yourself slowly off of the slightly sweaty fabric, and a few moments later you popped free! Digging your way out of the pile you finally reached daylight, breathing in a breath of fresh air for the first time in a while. Climbing down on the carpet you looked at the door, your final obstacle that you would have to slide under to reach freedom.
You began your trek, saying out loud to yourself, "Thank god, I might even make it to a class not plastered to someone." Laughing at your own bit you continued to walk, but mere moments later you heard a faint voice cry out.
"H..Hello?? Is that another guy in here?" Hearing another tiny guy's voice made you jump slightly as you were not expecting it one bit. Scanning the room you tried to find whoever else was talking, and you heard the voice again, "Please if there's someone out there help me." That time you were paying attention and heard the direction the voice was coming from, turning your head that way you saw nothing but a pair of sneakers kicked off haphazardly near the wall. You look from the sneaker to the door multiple times, your logical brain telling you to save yourself and escape, and your compassionate side telling you to help your fellow man who had evidently had a run-in with Amy as well. Sighing you knew your conscience wouldn't let you forget it if you left this guy behind so you began walking towards the sneakers.
"Hey I'm here, my name is Tom are you... in her shoes right now?" You shout up, still approaching the footwear.
"Oh thank god dude! Yes! I'm Cliff you gotta help me out of here!" He shouted back frantically.
Approaching the sneaker you were hit with a wave of unpleasant smell just emanating from the interior of the shoe. Plugging your nose you felt pity for this guy despite having been in a relatively terrible situation recently as well. Reaching the outside of the shoe you realized you would have to scale the outside to see just what kind of trouble he was in, so you unplugged your nose, breathed in a breath of stale air and shuddered, before beginning the short ascent. A few inches of climbing later you reached the opening of the shoe where Cliff was standing. Pulling yourself up onto the edge he finally saw you and said out loud,
"I can't believe someone found me, I thought I was going to be stuck in here forever. Amy and I were assigned to be partners for a project and she told me she would just put me in here for a few minutes until she sneaked past her RA then she would let me out and we could work on it... that was 3 days ago!"
You shook your head in pity, sadly you weren't surprised this happened knowing Amy, but that didn't make it any less sad. "Three whole days in a shoe, I've been there buddy it's not pleasant" you said, commiserating with him.
"Tell me about it, and the inside of her shoe was too slick for me to have a chance of climbing out. I'm so glad you've found me, dude, just reach in here and give me a hand, please, I can't take much more of this." He said desperately.
Nodding your head you reached your hand down into the fetid air of her smelly sneaker, grasping for the hand of your new friend in need.
How successful are you in this rescue mission?
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