This choice: Stashed Between Gwen's Cheeks • Go Back...Chapter #6Stashed Between Gwen's Cheeks by: Haro-Haze   "Wahhh!" Grey Matter yelled as he flopped down into the water below, followed closely by his cousin Gwen. Swimming to the surface.
"Now that rocked." he smiled, looking up as a shadow engulfed his body to see his worst nightmare looming overhead. Gwen's giant butt! Her bikini wedged tightly between her buttcheeks after going down the waterslide at twenty-five miles per hour.
"Ahhh!" Ben panicked, quickly diving under the water's surface to avoid being crushed by his colossal cousin's butt as she cannonballed into the water below.
*FWUSSSHH!*
However, that didn't stop the riptide created by her body's impact from sending him flailing about, desperately trying to swim against the current.
"Ah!" Ben breathed a sigh of relief. He'd somehow managed to survive the encounter, swimming to the surface again to see Gwen looming over him like some sea monster rising from the pool water.
Her green eyes crossed to glare down at him. "Going alien just to go on some stupid ride? You really are helpless." Gwen scolded, wishing Ben would face some consequences for abusing his powers. Especially since he so frequently used them to mess with her.
"Yeah, whatever. You might be big now, but we'll see how you feel in a few minutes when Ripjaws arrives to make everyone feel small." Ben said, smiling as the symbol on Grey Matter's back began to beep red.
*Boop, boop, boop, boop, fwusshh!*
Ben changed back into his human form and immediately started feeling for the bottom of the pool with his feet, but he couldn't find it.
"Come on, Gwen's not that much taller than me." He thought out loud, looking down into the pool and realizing he couldn't even see the bottom.
"Oh yeah? Think again, short stuff." Gwen mocked, the superiority in her voice catching Ben's undivided attention as he slowly craned his neck upwards to look at Gwen's face, which was even larger now that when he was Grey Matter.
"What's going on? What did you do?" Ben asked, Gwen believing her magic might have been responsible for this somehow.
"Do you see a spellbook in my hand, dweeb? I didn't do anything. I guess the rest of your body just changed to match the size of your brain. Shrimp-sized, just like you." Gwen laughed, thoroughly enjoying the fact that she was now a hundred times bigger than her annoying cousin.
"Okay, Gwen. You've had your fun. Now help me out!" Ben asked, not realizing how much he would hate the orange-haired girl's brand of helping him.
"Oh yeah? How do you suppose I do that? I can't exactly carry you through the park in the open like this. Somebody might see you." Gwen reasoned, not wanting to be at the center of some media circus revolving around Ben's tiny size.
"I don't know, can't you just put me in your pocket or something?" Ben replied, thinking out loud. His swimsuit had pockets. So why wouldn't Gwen's?
"I'm a girl, you idiot. My swimsuit doesn't have any pockets." Gwen responded, shutting down Ben's idea as fast as it came up.
"You're a girl? Ha, could've fooled me." Ben laughed, crossing the last straw as far as Gwen was concerned. She didn't have to take lip like that from someone smaller than her toes.
"You know what? I might not have any pockets. But, I think I have the next best thing to keep that big mouth of yours shut." Gwen teased, swinging her hands under Ben in the water. Her fingers rising from the depths to ensnare her tiny cousin so he couldn't try to swim away from her as she balled him into the center of her fist.
"Hey, let me out!" Ben yelled, powerless to stop his cousin from manhandling him as her lips curved to form a smile.
"Better hold your breath," she instructed, bringing Ben around her body underwater to meet her giant swimsuit-clad butt. Her fingers unfurling just in time to reveal Ben's destination.
"Mhhhh!" Ben exhaled sharply underwater at the sight of his cousin's butt, quickly trying to break free from her fingers so he could swim back to the surface, but the current was too strong.
Gwen then used her free hand to pull the fabric of her one-piece bikini away from her buttcheek, hurrying Ben inside her swimsuit before anyone could notice her acting strangely. From an outsider's perspective, she looked like an ordinary girl fixing a wedgie after going down the waterslide.
The orange-haired girl tossed Ben under the fabric and pinned his face against one of her buttcheeks. Wanting to ensure she had him in a good position before...
*SNAP!!*
She allowed her swimsuit to snap back against her skin underwater, effectively trapping Ben against her butt for as long as she deemed fit.
With Ben trapped against her tush, Gwen was free to exit the pool on her own terms, swimming to the closest staircase once she'd gotten used to Ben's squirms, her cheeks assaulting her tiny cousin as she kicked the water.
Meanwhile, Ben hated every drawn-out second he was held against Gwen's butt, unable to use his arms to pull his face away from her fatty rear so long as her soaked bikini kept his body buried in her skin.
Soon enough, Gwen was able to stand up and walk out of the pool, finding a seat where she rested her towel earlier. No surprise that Ben hadn't thought to bring one for himself, not that he needed one now.
Fortunately, his thoughtful cousin didn't mind sharing her's giving the situation. After all, they've never been closer than at this very moment.
She started patting herself down from head to toe and drying her exposed skin before focusing on her swimsuit, making sure to rub her hands over her butt and Ben. Both to bully and check up on him.
However, this did little to dry her soaked swimsuit, which kept Ben pressed tightly against his cousin's buttcheek like he was part of a second skin. His body was so small now that even if someone did make out his outline on Gwen's butt, he would be indistinguishable from a wrinkle in the fabric. Something Gwen had actually accounted for.
What will she do next?
1. Gwen's hungry and decides to use the money their Grandpa gave them to buy herself lunch while sitting on top of Ben on an uncomfortable plastic chair.
2. Gwen's not going to let Ben's size ruin her day at the waterpark, finding another ride to go on with him still trapped in the back of her swimsuit, confident that he's not going anywhere.
3. It's getting late, and the park is about to close, so Gwen heads back to the RV and tells Grandpa Max that Ben went ahead of them as XLR8. Plopping her butt down in her favorite seat while they get on the road, deciding to change after she air-dried.
4. Gwen leaves the Waterpark to get her spellbook, seeing if there's any spells to return Ben to normal. Unfortunately, she misunderstands a spell and accidentally makes things worse.(How? You decide.)   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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