Shepard sighed, defeated and humiliated, and reflected on how she got in her current predicament.
She woke up shrunk to barely an inch tall for reasons beyond her comprehension. Hardly how she expected the day to start.
She rallied and used her extensive knowledge of the ship's layout to get to Miranda's quarters. Surely she would be the most likely to notice her (and certainly the most capable of helping her). The senior officer's physical attractiveness certainly had nothing to do with it.
Unfortunately, the Australian woman was still asleep, so Shepard did the only logical thing. She climbed the bed, approaching Miranda's face. It was a hard climb, but she eventually made it. She paused a moment at the top, taking in the massive face of the sleeping beauty.
Then the alarm went off.
Miranda's hand swept past - no, through - her on the way to turning off the alarm. This slight motion had the effect of blasting Shepard halfway across the room, fortunately landing in something soft. When her disorientation cleared, she was treated to a beautiful sight: the immense, nude form of Miranda looking down at her like a goddess.
No... not her. The surface she was lying on. As Miranda bent down to pick it up, Shepard clung to the soft fabric for dear life.
And so here she was. It was just her luck to have landed in Miranda's suit... specifically the part that held her prodigious breasts. And of course she would be just perfectly placed to squish against a single, gigantic nipple nearly as big as she was.
It certainly wasn't an uncomfortable position, but she was stuck. Her struggles had only seemed to arouse the massive woman, hardening and enlarging the nipple, cementing her imprisonment. Shepard was trapped, at least for the foreseeable future.
Miranda, for her part, had noticed nothing unusual about her morning routine. She woke up, turned off her alarm, put on her suit, and got to work. After a little while, however, she did start noticing a growing arousal before too long. One of her nipples was even rock hard, trying to poke out of her suit. If this kept up, she might have to lock the doors for some 'personal time'. She hadn't seen the commander all day, hopefully she wouldn't come looking for her...
Tags: shrinking, shrunken woman, nipple play, unaware, one inch tall, pleasure, video games
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Story by Huz |
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Artwork by Vincenzo Sansone, Mohan |
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