Briefly, your brain struggled to truly comprehend the position you were in. You'd only been one-sixteenth of an inch for less than a day, and this whole shrinking nightmare had only begun a few days ago to begin with. Previously, you'd had twenty-two years of experience living at one inch, and so that was what your brain initially relied on to supply your mind with thoughts and feelings. And so initially, you weren't fully panicking.
Your incidents involving breasts were in the tens of thousands, though your exact experiences being crushed by a nipple specifically were far fewer. There was the time Jenna disguised you as a pasty and passed you off to Lauren, who wore you for a week before you escaped. There was the time Jenna convinced Ashley you wanted to willingly act as the girl's pasty, and the ditzy redhead happily put you right to work for weeks before you could get a word in to correct the situation. There was the time your school bully Penelope somehow convinced an extremely stern (and busty) teacher that pasty-punishment was what you needed for 'spying on the girl's locker room' (a contrived experience Penelope had set you up for herself), and the coldhearted teacher had agreed and subjected you to the experience for a month before Mari caught wind of it and saved you.
Many similar experiences had happened to you in the past...but none when you were only one-sixteenth of an inch tall!
It was only when your stunned brain caught up to your exact circumstances that you started to panic. At one-inch, your smushed form more-or-less took up the entire size of a woman's nipple, which had led to those moments of being confused for a pasty. But at your new size, you weren't even a fraction of the soft pink flesh, your speck-sized body utterly dwarfed by Mackenzie's sensitive pink skin. You could feel the very grooves and bumps in her skin sticking to you, your entire body consumed by her hot flesh.
Once Piper had been peeled off of you yet you'd remained stuck, that was when your panic really began to kick into full-blown fear. Mackenzie's weight had been more than enough to crush Piper, but at your diminutive stature it had outright demolished you. You felt flatter than paper, more stuck than a sticker, and like nothing more than a helplessly crushed blob as your oblivious captor thankfully accepted the replacement bra from Lauren and began to put it on. Your every twitch and vibration, even when putting your full strength into it, wasn't enough to even cause a tickling sensation on Mackenzie's nipple.
Crushed face-first into the blonde's tit, you began begging and praying that someone, anyone would notice your plight and see you. It wasn't to be, what with all the odds stacked against you. Tina was focused on Fran, Jenna and Piper had left the room, and Mackenzie was far too flustered to be thinking straight enough to remember she'd obviously crushed you and the precocious pinkette. That just left Lauren, but due to the low lighting in the room, she didn't stand a chance of spotting your dot-sized body in the middle of the nipple of Mackenzie's right breast. And even if the lights had been on, only your tanned skin stood out from the pink flesh of her nipple, barely noticeable at all.
You let out a silent whimper, your face smushed firmly into Mackenzie's nipple, as the blonde stuffed her gargantuan-sized boobs into the bra Lauren had provided for her. The stretchy Tinex bra was only barely able to contain the younger girl's jaw-droppingly large chest, but the fabric was soft enough that it didn't unduly irritate or annoy Mackenzie, who profusely thanked your mother for her kindness. Slowly, the blush of shame faded from the girl's cheeks, and she adjusted her glasses and went back to packing up and making sure Fran was okay.
Of course, though Mackenzie was more-or-less comfortable, you were anything but. The soft fabric and overall plush doughy padding of Mackenzie's tits was enough to keep the giantess herself from being uncomfortable, but for you forced to endure it all point-blank? It was miserable. Mackenzie's right breast filled up every nanometer of free space in the cup of the bra, flesh squishing and squeezing into the tight confines. You groaned as you were pounded and crunched up by hot flesh on all sides, beads of sweet soaking you. The only saving grace was Mackenzie's nipple being currently soft and not erect, though that didn't make it less painful how the pink flesh you were stuck to jabbed and smeared you into the cup of the bra.
In the outside world, the three Small Wonders women finished gathering all of their belongings. Fran was a bit dazed from her headache, momentarily forgetting to do one last check on you before Tina escorted her back out to the car, the redhead deciding to drive back to the lab where they all worked and lived. Mackenzie lingered, turning to face Lauren. With a sheepish smile she bowed in appreciation, the simple act flattering your mother but causing you horrible agony as Mackenzie's breast smooshed down upon you due to the shifting of her weight. When she stood, you were further dragged up by her nipple against the bra cup, smeared into even more of a blob on the blonde's tit.
And then, at the very last second, Jenna came bursting into the hallway.
"Wait, wait! Mackenzie, wait!" Jenna exclaimed, spooking the blonde research assistant into jumping back in surprise. Said jump, of course, caused her titanic tits to wobble around, subjecting you to even more crushing by her jiggling hot flesh.
"Wh-What is it?" Mackenzie asked breathlessly.
"Piper says that Matt is still stuck to you!" Jenna exclaimed. On her shoulder, Piper piped up.
"Yeah, he has to be!" Piper cried in her uncharacteristically loud voice for an affected, being easily heard by all. "You squished both of us when you fell, and I kinda expected to find Matt smeared to my chest when Jenna peeled me free. But he isn't, which means the only place he could be is still stuck to you!"
Mackenzie paled, the blush of embarrassment coming back to her cheeks. Tentatively, she glanced down at the huge swell of her breasts. Daintily, she rubbed her hands over the outside of her new bra, her exploratory fingers poking and prodding her flesh. While she did so, her thumb jammed against her right nipple, and you groaned in a mix of pain and unwanted sexual tension as the blonde massaged you into her nipple with he absentminded fondling. You tried to twitch again, but almost as if she felt you, Mackenzie merely rammed her thumb even harder into you, smashing you into her nipple harder.
The blonde frowned. "I...don't feel him."
Jenna rolled her eyes, already recognizing that Mackenzie was definitely the long-lost twin sister to Ashley, at least in spirit. "I doubt you would at his size. Here, come with me."
Jenna led your oblivious captor back into her bedroom and had her sit on the mattress. Then, while Jenna screwed in the new lightbulb to restore visibility, Mackenzie dutifully stripped off her bra. You were once more subjected to blessed fresh air, although the return of the ceaseless jostling and shaking of Mackenzie's breasts brought with it some unwanted feelings of nausea. Still, you resumed your pitiful attempts to shake and move, although the likelihood of your miniscule efforts being differentiated from Mackenzie's natural jiggling seemed low.
Thankfully, your diligent and eagle-eyed younger sister was on the case, and though it took her a few minutes she spotted you without too much difficulty. Freeing you from Mackenzie's breast proved a tad more challenging, given your horrifically tiny size, how thoroughly you were mashed into the blonde's pink nipple, and the sensitivity of said nipple leading Mackenzie to succumb to laughing fits as your sister tried and failed repeatedly to free you.
Victory finally came in the form of the same miniature tweezer Doctor Fran had used earlier. Utilizing that tool, Jenna was finally able to peel you free from Mackenzie's breast, and she handed you off to Piper who delicately took you to safety to rest and reform. Mackenzie apologized profusely multiple times yet again, and then put her bra back on and dashed out of the room, no doubt wishing she could forget the events of the day had ever transpired...and knowing her track record with ditzyness, she probably would forget before too long.
Downstairs, Mackenzie met her co-workers as she slid into the front passenger seat of the car, with Tina in the driver's seat and Fran resting across the back seating bench.
Tina wryly smiled at her co-worker. "What was the hold-up, Mack Mommy. Trouble fitting your dynamic duo in that new bra?"
Mackenzie bit her lip nervously. "O-Oh, uh...yeah. Something like that..."
*****
You went to sleep still smushed from your up-close intimate tour of Mackenzie's nipple, though you were thankfully back to normal when you awoke. Or, whatever passed for normal now that you were going to permanently be stuck at one-sixteenth of an inch. That was still going to take a while to get used to, but for the moment the visit with Small Wonders had put you in a good mood. It seemed like you'd really stumbled into a fortunate partnership.
After some crumb-sized (but still massive to you) breakfast with Piper, you noticed your sister leave the room with a sad expression on her face. You were curious what that could be about, and you got your answer a few minutes later as you heard the front door open and two sets of feet tromp upstairs. Suddenly feeling a wave of apprehension, you brushed yourself clean and stood at attention as the bedroom door swung open.
Jenna stepped inside...
...and right behind her came Mari.
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