You felt much more calm about shrinking. You didn’t feel as afraid - probably because you were safely tucked between Denise’s giant tits. You weren’t a huge fan of the occasional cloud of smoke that drifted over you, but you looked like that was something you’d have to accept for now.
You felt Denise’s giant finger come behind you and gently start to rub your back. You were impressed with how gentle she was, and how good it felt.
“You comfortable?” she asked.
“Very,” you replied sheepishly.
“Good. I figure once Janelle gets back home she’ll want you to hang out with her. I probably should’ve asked your permission before shoving you down between my breasts, but I didn’t think you’d mind,” she said, still gently rubbing you.
“I don’t mind at all. They’re very soft and warm.” You couldn’t believe you just said that. You realized you were entering into flirting territory, and Denise was more than twice your age.
Denise slowly pulled her top down revealing her dark pink nipples before pulling it back up.
“Sorry, had to adjust my shirt,” she said playfully. You had a feeling that wasn’t the last you’d see of her giant tits. And you were okay with that. Almost simultaneously you heard the click of Denise’s lighter and the click of the front door unlocking.
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