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The toy

Sophie had just finished pulling her dress back down over her hips, trapping the argumentative tiny against her skin for good, when she looked over and noticed the deep butt-shaped crater her sister had left in the couch… and a little guy lying tiredly in the center of it. Unbeknownst to Sophie it was the man with the alarm whom Stacy had first rolled onto when waking up. It looked to her like he was in a big rush to be somewhere, because he was checking his watch even as he clambered to his feet… Despite all the people already stuck to her flawless body, Sophie couldn’t resist the temptation to inconvenience the man further by lifting her enormous ass up and hoisting it overtop of him. Despite his panicked escape attempt, Sophie’s rear end quickly eclipsed the man before dropping down and crushing him all over again with a meaty -thumpf- as she filled the exact same seat her sister had previously been occupying. When she caught her sister giving her a funny look, Sophie chuckled, “What? He was already sat on once, what’s a second time matter?”

Stacy rolled her eyes, “Whatever. Are you gonna help? My shoes won’t find themselves, you know.”

Sophie dramatically feigned exhaustion, “I would but I’m just sooo tired, and my hangover is killing me...” Sophie’s beautiful face broke into a grin again, “Plus, this guy won’t sit on himself either, haha!” and she bounced up and down with a contented smirk, pounding the tiny man beneath her rounded butt.

Knowing her sister wasn’t going to be much use, Stacy returned to her search. Figuring her shoes might have gotten tossed behind the couch, Stacy leaned over the wide armrest to look. Almost immediately her necklace slipped free and her boyfriend once more began swinging and bouncing against her cleavage as she went. Several tinies who had (rather prudently) chosen to sleep atop the armrest, thinking it a safer place, were suddenly faced with an impending set of breasts larger than a blimp. As Stacy’s gigantic bosom dragged across the surface several men and women were bulldozed flat, while others bounced off and plummeted to the floor. Ignoring the mayhem she was clearly causing Stacy asked, “Has anyone seen my shoes?” and leaned further over, using the armrest (and all the people now stuck against it) to support her weight. Though she didn’t see her designer shoes, she did find something interesting resting on the nearby end table… “Hey Sophie, check it out, I found someone’s little arts and crafts project from last night.”

Stacy presented her sister with a purple silicon dildo that had been adorned with a number of tinies and then wrapped in a condom, sealing them all in like some kind of kinky offering to a goddess. “Ha! The little guys don’t sound too happy about it...” Sophie flicked the dildo, making it waver through the air as several tinies began trying to beg her for help. Just for the brief amusement it would bring her Sophie brought the dildo beneath the overhanging canopy of her chest before slowly pushing it partway into her own cleavage. The man stuck at the very tip was buried instantaneously, while those further down had a moment to contemplate their impending fate, and the man that had been all but forgotten after being stuffed into Sophie’s cleavage earlier was caught off guard as he was suddenly mashed aside.

When Sophie had pushed far enough that the tip of the dildo was pressing against the top of her dress from below, she delicately pulled it back down. Gradually she dragged the people from her cleavage, relieving them all from the discomfort of being crushed against her skin... before pushing them right back up. By slowly pumping the sex toy up and down Sophie playfully acted out a tit-fuck that everyone trapped against her expansive wobbling tits had no choice but to participate in and feel every jiggle of. Chuckling at the chorus of muffled cries for help, Sophie taunted the people trapped within her clothing, “You guys should be thankful you ended up stuck to my tits instead of, like, stuck to this thing all night!” Her dress had been tight before, but with the added volume of the dildo squeezing it’s way into her top her breasts were now bulging and straining in every direction, forcing tinies up against her fabric more than ever.

Thinking it would be funny to bug her sister some more, Sophie giggled and called out, “Hey Stace, is this one of your toys? Haha!” and continued bouncing her chest in place, using the tinies’ unfortunate situation for a cheap laugh.

Stacy looked over her shoulder and couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of dildo (and it’s captives) repeatedly disappearing between her sister’s bulging breasts, “Shut up Sophie, it is so not mine. Now help me, would you? The sooner I get my shoes the sooner we can leave.”

Sophie knew her sister would just complain until she got her away, “Fine! But I’m keeping this thing.” Sophie took her hands away, leaving the sex toy lodged in place just by the pressure of her huge breasts, and as she finally stood up she was delighted to note the sensation of several tiny erections all pressing against her jiggling chest from various angles, even from those trapped against the dildo. When Sophie stood up the two unfortunate men that she had deliberately sat on went with her, not including the one still wedged far between her cheeks, though by now the airheaded girl had entirely forgotten about their existence too. As Sophie slowly sauntered around the room she was more focused on the way the captives stuck to her chest were swaying and bouncing along with her steps than with looking for her sister’s dumb shoes, but eventually she got bored even of that. After making a token effort and glancing at all the obvious places where shoes might have gotten lost, Sophie gave up and snuck off to the kitchen to search for a glass of water in the hopes of alleviating her headache.

Searching

It wasn’t long before Stacy glanced over her shoulder and realized with some annoyance that her sister had already wandered off. However she also saw a small group of tiny men who had stopped in the middle of the floor to stare at the view of her bending over the couch… they were practically staring mouth agape, craning their necks upwards to watch her swaying backside as if in the hope that her bulging jeans might rip open at any moment. Their obvious gawking made Stacy smirk pompously as she turned back to her task, “Yeah, you wish.” Happy to taunt the small crowd with a glimpse of what they couldn’t have, Stacy made sure to waggle her plump hips suggestively in their direction. The two men that were each crammed into a back pocket jiggled slightly, accentuating Stacy’s sizeable curvature all the more, though by now they’d been forgotten by the selfish girl anyway.

Stacy eventually pulled her designer heels out from their hiding spot under the couch, and the people she had been leaning her tremendous chest on all along had to listen to her triumphant cheer of “Found’emmm!” Stacy turned around and—needing a place to sit—casually plopped herself onto the adjacent glass coffee table. A group of tinies who had been using the lower shelf of the same table to rest looked up and were greeted by the sight of her enormous ass squashing out over their heads, silhouetting the two poor men within the back pockets of her expensive jeans.

As she bounced into her seat Stacy caught a glimpse of several tinies that had remained stuck to her shirt throughout her searching and scoffed, “Ugh, pervs.” With one hand Stacy prissily swiped at the flattened men and women, brushing them onto the floor or her own legs without much care. When she was done she turned her attention back to wriggling her cute pedicured feet into the straps of each shoe, ignoring the cries of the man who was still wrapped around her little toe. Stacy looked up just as Sophie finally strolled back into the room, “Where’d you go?”

Sophie shrugged, the dildo covered in people still wedged into her cleavage, “I got a glass of water. Uh, while I was still totally looking for your shoes, I mean, heehee!” Stacy frowned at her sister, who only cutely stuck her tongue out before remembering something else, “Oh yeah, I also found some guy stuck in my ass, totally covered in cum. I dunno how that happened, since you insisted there was noone back there....” This time it was Stacy’s turn to playfully stick her tongue out. Sophie just chuckled, “Anyway, I left him on a chair for someone else to find. Are you ready to leave yet, or what?”

Stacy was still fiddling with the straps and clasps on her expensive shoes, “Hang on, hang on.”

Sophie strolled over to the coffee table, inattentively stepping on several tinies who had been in her way as she whined at her sister, “Gawd you are so slow.” Deciding she deserved to have some fun while she waited, Sophie pulled the dildo from her dress (ignoring all the erections prodding into her fingers as she grasped it) and slapped the suction-cupped end down on the table. Sophie turned and squatted over the wavering phallus, grinning between her legs and past her enormous bosom at all the people now staring up at her flawless behind, “Alright little guys, since my sister is taking forever, how about you entertain me for a bit?”

As Sophie squatted down her taut skirt rode up her thick legs, revealing each plump butt-cheek for all her little observers below. Sophie paused to hover barely an inch over the dildo, a glimpse of her pink butthole peeking out from between her quivering cheeks, just so she could listen to the clamor of the petrified tinies. Most were clearly trying to stop her: -Wait!- -Don’t sit! Don’t sit!- -Help us!- But here and there an individual was hungrily goading her on: -Sit on me! Please!- -I’m so fucking horny, just do it!- Knowing she could take all the time in the world making her decision, Sophie very slowly lowered herself down, giving the man stuck at the very tip of the dildo time to gradually slide up between her soft cheeks. Sophie heard his dissenting voice (apparently he was not one of the eager ones) becoming more panicked as she continued descending, pushing him deeper and deeper. All of a sudden his voice became nothing more than a gurgling noise as his whole body was squashed into the center of her moistened asshole, with only the thin condom as a barrier. 

Leaving

Nearby, Stacy finally rose to her feet, adjusting her tight pants with several little wiggles that smooshed the two men in her back pockets even flatter while she announced cheerfully, “I’m readyyy~!” When she saw what her sister had been up to in the meantime Stacy raised an eyebrow, “What the hell are you doing?”

Sophie paused where she was, delicately perched atop the very tip of the hard phallus, “You were taking forever, and I got bored of waiting!” The giant brat gently waved her ass to either side as she spoke, swaying the dildo along with her so she could enjoy the sensation of the little man grinding into her sensitive rear end.

“Psh, I barely took five minutes...” Stacy leaned in to examine her sister’s work, looking the dildo (and all the tinies waiting in the shadow of the enormous quivering ass above them) up and down. The one at the top was still barely visible, just a tiny fraction of his body and limbs peeking out from between the dildo and Sophie’s heavy, squishy backside, while the rest were waiting nervously for the moment they too would become smothered by the bratty giantess. Despite their incredibly unfortunate position, a few of the tinies that had yet to be crushed glanced Stacy’s way when she approached, and the stuck-up blonde couldn’t help but taunt them all by coyly waving her massive tits in plain view, making their eyes follow her swinging chest. Stacy briefly heard a muffled noise coming from her own top and was reminded of the two tinies still in her bra who were probably very unhappy with the extra weight resting on their faces after she bent over, but their discomfort wasn’t enough to make her stop. Ignoring the hungry stares she was getting from the trapped tinies, Stacy chuckled at her sister, “Let me guess, you just wanted to sit on something with your fat butt.”

Sophie giggled, “Haha, guilty!” and accidentally sank another inch down, suddenly stuffing the first little man into her enormous ass while she was still laughing about it. The rest of the little prisoners could only listen as muffled screams came from within the huge sorority girl’s ass, leaving them wondering when they’d be engulfed by the canopy of quivering booty hovering over their heads. The man strapped just below where Sophie's pink asshole haf come to rest was watching anxiously as her gigantic quivering butt slooowly sank towards him, threatening to engulf his head at any moment, but he could only wait while Sophie casually talked with her sister, “Plus aren’t guys supposed to like anal? They're all totally stuck anyway, I couldn't just ignore them.”

Stacy snorted at her sister’s impulsiveness, “You can sit on more tinies some other time, come on.”

Sophie wiggled around one final time, “Fine, fine.” Without even a hint of apology she then separated from the sex toy and stood, leaving everyone staring either thankfully or longingly up at her bulging posterior. The tiny on top of the dildo emerged gasping for breath and soaked in Sophie’s sweat, though his naked cock was still throbbing eagerly against the condom as if he’d secretly loved every second of her game.

Stacy was still provocatively hanging her perky chest overhead of the tinies that had been abandoned in their terribly aroused and agitated state after her sister’s sexy hijinks. Happy to tease someone who had no way of satisfying themselves or getting back at her, Stacy reached down to indifferently prod the throbbing erection of the man that had been directly sat on, and let out a girlish giggle as he responded with a feeble attempt to dryhump her delicate fingertip, as if desperate to finish himself off with any bit of female stimulation. “Damn Sophie, you really did a number on these guys… they’re crazy horny.” Stacy didn’t actually care, of course, she just thought it would be funny to point out the obvious, and she happily withdrew her finger while ignoring the muffled begging from the little man (and all his helpless comrades).

Sophie only chuckled indifferently from high above, “Sorry boys, if you wanted the view to last longer, you should have taken a picture!” Just to torment her captive audience one final time, the bratty girl pulled her ass cheeks apart before letting them slam back together with a tremendous and perky bounce, practically forcing the horny men to watch. Her unnecessary jiggly display was enough to cause the top-most dildo occupant to begin leaking cum all over himself, much to the amusement of either spoiled sister.

While the tinies were still quietly begging for assistance and freedom, Stacy contributed coyly, “Maybe if you’re lucky another girl with a big round ass will come along and decide you’d all make a comfy seat for her!” Several men grumbled in annoyance at the snide assumption that they all had nothing better to do than wait around to be sat on, especially after having been left stuck by the selfish girls.

More than content with leaving everyone high and dry, Stacy and Sophie both turned to leave, “Bye-bye boys!” As they sauntered from the room the big sisters made sure to give all the frustrated tinies one last look at their perfect swaying asses before disappearing through the doorway.

…

Out the door

John stopped to catch his breath. He’d finally made it to the front door of the house, no thanks to either of the gigantic blonde sisters who had spent the whole morning sitting on him. He’d barely managed to peel himself from that one girl’s jiggling ass as she walked to the kitchen. He’d had to scramble across the floor, around discarded clothes and beer bottles and plastic cups, all while dodging the shuffling feet of other disheveled giantesses… a commotion that he’d specifically set his alarm to avoid in the first place. At his size, getting across even the living room had been an ordeal. But he’d made it! If he hurried, he might even be able to still get to his appointments on time. He stopped to rest amidst a small crowd of other tiny party-goers who were gathering on the rug to collect themselves, request any of the kinder girl’s for rides somewhere, and generally relax after a rather wild night (and morning).

After spotting one of his friends John jogged over, “Dude, you wouldn’t believe the morning I’ve had!” John’s friend was about to respond when a gigantic platform shoe strapped to a feminine but massive foot crashed onto the ground right where he had been standing. John was knocked to the ground, and when he looked up the first thing he saw was the leather heel of the girl’s shoe, with the word Giganté denoting it’s (very expensive) designer brand-name. John’s gaze quickly traveled up the girl’s thick flexing leg and he realized with some ire that it was the same haughty blonde girl from before, striding carelessly overhead. The girl glanced down, obviously realizing her error in foot placement, but showed no signs of slowing or even apologizing as she took another tremendous step that sent her perfectly sculpted ass jiggling within her skinny jeans… along with what appeared to be two unfortunate tinies trapped in her pockets. As she casually left the scene of mayhem she had just caused behind, John's friend still stuck to her shoe, John could do nothing but call angrily up at her from below in a vain hope of getting her attention. Suddenly, a shadow fell over him too…

…

Sophie glanced down upon realizing that she and her sister had both just strolled through a whole crowd of tinies by the door, and only chuckled to herself. Without apology Sophie sauntered on, fully aware that a few of the unluckiest little men and women had probably been adhered to the underside of her shoe after her careless mis-step. Ignoring the feeble screams that sounded every time her foot lifted off the floor Sophie quickly caught up to her sister, “What did you say, Stace? I didn’t hear you.”

Stacy repeated, “I said, are you gonna go home and change before we head to the mall?”

Sophie laughed as if that was a silly question, “And lose all my little boob ornaments? No way! Also I totally want to show Carmen how many people I managed to fit in my shirt, she’ll just die laughing.” Upon hearing that they weren’t about to be freed any time soon, several of Sophie’s tinies tried to cry out in defiance, hoping to scold her for her careless attitude, but every one of her footsteps simply left them jostling and bouncing along with her enormous chest. Sophie chuckled from above, “Like you guys have anywhere better to be! Just be thankful I’m not like, wearing a bra or something, the ones stuck to Stacy have it way worse than you whiners.”

Stacy chuckled, “Yeah, I promise you wouldn’t wanna be these guys right now!” and gestured emphatically to her huge bouncing rack, as if that was supposed to make anyone feel better.

Sophie asked, “Why, are you gonna get changed? What if we miss the sale at the mall?”

Stacy shrugged bouncily, ignoring the two muffled complaints coming from within her overflowing bra, “Nah, why bother? I only got, what, two people stuck? They can deal with it.”

“Wasn’t it four?” Just to remind her, Sophie gave her sister’s butt a quick spank that slammed one of the already jiggling captives against its soft round mass without warning.

Stacy’s hips continued to sway alluringly, “Whatever. A princess needs someone to entertain her, after all...”

Happy as can be, the two spoiled giantesses traipsed off, leaving the party behind but taking several unhappy ‘souvenirs’ along with them.