Chapter #7Left as a Prisoner on Kenzie's Booty (Part Two) by: Unknown Kenzie stood from the seat and headed off towards the locker room, her day at The Oasis having come to an end. As she walked, she felt the tickling sensation of vibration on her left cheek again, and her eyes widened a fraction.
She'd honestly expected her tiny passenger to have left her by now, so knowing that you were still on her cheek surprised her. Quickly, she mentally blocked your vibrations again, and then chewed on her lip as she walked. She was now considering the possibility of your stay being extended, and began to once again morbidly wonder just how long you'd remain stuck to her ass cheek. A week? A year? Forever? Eventually, it grew too exhausting to think about, so Kenzie merely dumped the thought from her head. It wasn't as if your stay on her derriere was bothering her, so it was best to just not care.
Upon reaching the locker room, Kenzie stripped out of her uniform and took a shower, making sure to thoroughly lather up and scrub every inch of herself. She could just barely feel the twitches on her cheek become a bit more panicked as she ran the wash cloth over the spot where she knew you were, and Kenzie smirked. You certainly were causing a big fuss for a mess that you yourself had caused, and Kenzie was really just cleaning you up. Honestly, you really should've bene thankful, as far as she was concerned.
After toweling off, Kenzie was just beginning to change when Hope came bounding into the locker room.
"There you are!" The bright-eyed blonde breathed heavily, exhausted. "I...was hoping...I'd catch you before you left."
Kenzie raised an eyebrow. "Ooookay. You caught me. What's up?"
"Where is Mister Jacobs?" Hope crossed her arms, barely getting them under her abundant chest. "Nobody's seen him all day. Have you seen him lately?"
"Seen him?" Kenzie couldn't help but smile. "Well, I wouldn't say I've seen him lately. It's been a few hours at least."
Hope groaned. "Ugh, then where is he?"
Kenzie started to point to her butt cheek. Hell would freeze over before she'd go out of her way to commit the effort to free you from your (in her mind) self-inflicted torment, but she wasn't so cruel that she'd try to maliciously hide your location from someone directly asking her. However, before she could finish pointing to you, Hope gasped loudly.
"You left him on the chair?" Hope screamed, misinterpreting Kenzie's mid-way point to her booty as a sign. "Has he spent all day getting sat on?"
Kenzie chuckled dryly. "Well, yes to that question."
"God, you're such an ass!" Hope growled.
Kenzie outright laughed, and again pointed to her left butt cheek, doing a little shimmy that spent her bare cheek flesh rippling. "I sure do have a lot of ass, don't I?" Kenzie heavily stressed her word choice, trying to key Hope in to your location in the least helpful way possible.
And it failed, as Hope already had her back turned. The blonde, muttering uncouth remarks about Kenzie under her breath, was already running off to be the white knight savior for her little tiny crush. Kenzie was left all alone, and was genuinely dumbfounded that Hope had failed to spot you, as you were still fairly visible as a lighter-tan splotch on Kenzie's darker cheek (your red shorts had torn off earlier, though, leaving you buck naked).
After a moment, Kenzie shook her head. "Damn, Matt. Can't say I didn't try, huh? Better luck next time." And with that, Kenzie resumed getting dressed, slipping into a bra and some panties, and then skintight leggings and a tank top over that. The tight clothing compressed against you like a second layer of skin trying to seal you into Kenzie's flesh, and you redoubled your screams into her soft cheek. Sadly, Kenzie didn't even have to mentally block you this time, as her tight leggings kept you so pinned your cries were muffled into nothingness.
You were pounded as Kenzie slammed down into her car and drove back to her apartment. You were crushed as she leaned against her kitchen counter while her microwave pizza heated up. And you were smushed into nothingness as the laziest girl on the planet collapsed onto her couch for a five-hour TV binge before bed. All of your senses were assaulted and overwhelmed by the sheer girthy weight of Kenzie's butt cheek crushing down upon you, not to mention the sweat and stench that quickly began piling up.
You didn't even make it to the end of Kenzie's binge, passing out after an hour of muffled television and the occasional burp (Kenzie's booty flesh silencing all other sounds). You slipped away into unconsciousness, which was both a blessing and a curse. You avoided having to actively deal with the torment for the rest of the binge, but you also missed your chance to escape as Kenzie eventually stripped naked and collapsed into bed for the night, lying on her stomach.
The girl took one look back at her basketball-sized cheeks before turning out the light. "Hope you sleep well, Matt. Feel free to keeping hanging out however long you like, since I really can't feel you at all anymore, so you don't bother me." With that, your lazy-powered tormentor turned the light off and put her head down, soon turning to snoring loudly as sleep claimed her.
1) Kenzie stays mostly still all night, and you wake up to shockingly find yourself reformed. Furious with Kenzie, you head to her kitchen to meet her in the morning and chew her out for her behavior.
2) Kenzie stays mostly still all night, and you wake up to shockingly find yourself reformed. Desperate to get home, you find Kenzie's Oasis employee bag and stash yourself in it, hoping to catch a ride to the park and from there find Selena and Viola.
3) Kenzie rolls around all night, and you spend the whole time crushed. In the morning, you're still nothing more than a sticker on her butt cheek. If anything, you might be even more stuck!
4) Kenzie rolls around all night, and you spend the whole time crushed. In the morning, you find that you've been transferred from her ass to her bedsheets, and you're now practically glued to the mattress!
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