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Ivar had butterflies in his stomach. Today, he would go to prom with the girl of his dreams, Lisa. He had put on his tuxedo and admired himself in a piece of reflective glass. He looked at the clock and noticed he only had seven hours left until prom. He left and started his journey to Lisa's house. The reason he already had to leave, is because both Ivar and Lisa are only half an inch tall. Lisa's house wasn't particulary far away, but it took Ivar three hours to get there, dodging any obstackle during his journey. When he finally arrived at her ginourmous door, he pressed the tiny doorbell placed at the bottom of her door.
After a while her mom opened and Ivar looked up at the enourmous woman. She looked down at him after a while and said "Oh! Ivar! I'll go get her!" She walked away and returned with the palm of her hand facing up. She put her hand down and Lisa jumped off. She looked beautifull. Her dark brown hair curling around her caramel colored face, her lips bright red and she wore a beautifull figure hugging cream pink dress. "You look beautiful." Ivar muttered and Lisa smiled. "Be careful you two!" Her mother said and she walked back in closing the door. "Let's go!" Lisa said.

After four hours of walking the tiny dates arrived in front of the building that would host their prom. The two walked across the walkway. Suddenly a massive foot in a black high heeled sandal crashed in front of them. They looked up and saw Noelle, a beautiful blonde wearing a black dress, showing her lovely figure. "Aaaaawh!" She cooed looking down at them. "You look so cute I could just squash you!" She lifter her foot over them and their entire sky was taken over by a massive black sole. The tiny two screamed and grabbed each other in an ambrace and closed their eyes. "Hahahaha!" Noelle laughed. "I'm just messing with you!" And she walked off looking over her shoulder at them with a big grin. "I hate it when she does that." Lisa muttered her eyes full of tears.

For quite a while the two were watching people arrive wearing beautiful clothes. The tiny two was about to walk to the main entrance as again a huge foot in a black high heeled sandal crashed down next to them. The shoe was different though, this one belonged to Laila. The huge brunette looked down at them, her cream red dress hugging her behemoth behind and boobs. "Watch it bugs!" She said "If you wanna get squashed so bad be sure to stand close to me when I'm dancing!" She walked off. The tiny dates made their way into the building, constantly surrounded by a sea of massive heels. When inside the room the were again stopped by a pair of massive heels. This time closed back stilletos. They looked up and saw Kim, the beautiful blonde goddess of a teacher. She was the one guiding the tiny students their way through school but often expected something in return for that. And that wasn't always pleasant. "Heeey!" She cooed down at them. "Ready to party?!" "Yup!" Ivar said but Kim didn't even hear him because of the music and the fact that he is so small. "Well enjoy!" She said as she walked off.

For an hours Lisa and Ivar danced. They were still safe and sound and having the time of their tiny lifes. While having fun Noelle noticed the fun the tinies were having. "Time to ruin the buggies's fun." She muttered and she started to walk over to them and proceeded to dance. Purposly smashing her feet into the ground forcefully. The tinies were knocked off their feet by these gigantic blows. The tinies crawled around dodging the feet with the dark red paint of their toes. After fifteen minutes of tormenting them she walked away back to her friends. She smiled smugly. In the mean time Laila was super annoyed. Her new thong wasn't able to fight her massive cheeks and was constantly swallowed deeply by them. She had gone to the bathroom several times to pick her wedgie but it kept coming back! She then saw the tinies, who were now getting back to having fun. A smirk crept onto Laila's face. Maybe she could tease them a bit, AND solve her problem. She walked over to the tinies, who froze when she cast her shadow over them. She bent down to get her face closer to them so she would hear them. "Hey there!" She said. "Ivar, I need your little girlfriend!" "W..why?" Ivar muttered and Lisa clamped onto him. "Oh!" Laila said in a childish voice "I keep having a MAJOR wedgie! And I can't keep picking it!" "So...?" Laila smirked and plucked Lisa off the ground. "Well, I'll stick you between my cheeks and then you get to pick it for me!" Lisa started screaming and Laila turned around, showing Ivar her butt. She lifted up her dress and pulled back her thong and places the screaming Lisa between her buttocks. She let her thong snap back and her dress fall back down. She looked around and noticed nobody saw her. She looked over her shoulder at Ivar and slapped her buttcheek, which jiggled like crazy. It mesmerized Ivar.

Laila bent back over to Ivar, feeling her thong push Lisa deeper in her crack. "Give her back!" Ivar yelled. "No I need her help!" Laila cooed cutely. "And I have another problem! My toes are getting super sweaty from dancing!" She grinned at Ivar. "How about you get between my toes and take care of the sweat tonight?!" She laughed. "No way!" Ivar said. "Hmm alright." Laila said and feigned a sad face. "Then I'll just have to do this I guess." She turned around and began flexing and unflexing her glutes. "I don't think your girl is gonna last long though." She sad, still in the feigned sad tone. Ivar yelled and quickly ran up to the front of her foot and nestled inbetween her toes. "Oh thank you!" She cooed in a victorious way. "Start licking sweetie." She said grinning down at him.

Laila walked back over to the dance floor. This was gonna be a magical night!

An hour has passed and the heat of Laila's butt had almost cooked Lisa. She was covered in two different kinds of sweat. Her own, and the sweat coming from Laila's ass. Lisa felt humiliated but she had to stay awake. She was constantly pushing against Laila's thong. It was a terrible job. The thong kept pushing her further into Laila's crack as her cheeks smashed together while dancing. But miraculously Lisa was able to keep the thong from wedging all the way in. Unfortunately for her, Laila always buys thongs a size too small, which made her job a whole lot harder. She kept on holding the thong back for two reasons. First of because she didn't want to go any deeper in the sweaty crack, and second of all because she feared what Laila would do to her if she didn't succeed. Just when she was just put in the crack Laila had clenched and unclenched her cheeks, almost crushing Lisa. It could be described as being smushed inbetween two huge warm pillows. The only difference is that it starts to hurt quickly before it starts to feel like you are going to be crushed.

Meanwhile Ivar was between Laila's powerful toes, drenched in sweat as well. His tongue was sore and from lapping up the sweat from her feet. He couldn't imagine how a girl could be so cruel, but he knew the moment he stopped licking, she would stomp her foot forcefully on the ground, threatening him into licking more.

Laila was having the time of her life! She danced, drank, talked to her friends. But the main reason she was in pure extasy was because of the power rush. She had two of her tiny schoolmates wedged in sweaty and degrading places on her body, which they aren't able to get out from, forcing them to work for her comfort. And there is nothing they could do about it! She loved this feeling evn though she barely felt the tiny people on her. Ivar felt like a tiny pebble between her toes and she almost couldn't feel Lisa. Maybe she would switch their places in a while, but then again, maybe not. She grinned to herself.

Ivar looked around him and saw Kim dancing a few meters away (which for him was quite far). If he could get to her she could get Laila to take Lisa out of her butt! And she would also get in trouble! It was the perfect plan! He stopped licking and looked up. Laila continued dancing not noticing that he stopped. Alright! He thought and slowly began to crawl out from between the toes as she had stopped dancing for a moment and stood still. He got out from between the toes and stepped down from the shoe. He began to run towards Kim. Suddenly Laila's now well known foot fell in front of him. He looked up and saw her grinning down. "Well well well. Running away from work are we?" Ivar began to shake in fear. "Please just let me and Lisa go!" He screamed but she couldn't hear him over the music. "Speak up bug!" She yelled before quickly bending down to swoop him in her hand. She brought him to her face and said "Because you made me bend down, your little girlfriend is wedged deeply into my ass!" She laughed obviously enjoying it. It was true, Lisa was forced deeply into her butt struggling. Laila walked over to a piece of furniture that was a combination between a footstool and a stool to sit on. Basically it was the height of a chair and enough space for multiple people to put their feet on or for one person to sit on. She laughed and dropped Ivar on it.

She turned around and hovered her butt above him. Ivar's entire sky was filled with the enourmous jiggly asscheeks covered by a cream red dress, her buttcrack eating the dress slowly. "Yup your girlfriend isn't doing a very good job!" Laila laughed and began to lower her butt. "No! Please no!" Ivar screamed "Don't crush me please!" Laila's butt stopped. "You know." She said "This is too easy, and I don't want a blood stain on my ass, I mean, people are gonna be looking at my ass all night long!" She smiled. "There are more big booties here! Let another one deal with you!" She laughed and walked away. Ivar was still laying down, hurt because of the drop. He looked to his left and saw Kim the teacher approaching. She swayed from side to side, obviously very drunk. She stopped in front of the stool and turned around, displaying her enourmous and round behind in a tight black dress skirt. She began to sit down, he crack swallowing her skirt. Ivar looked between her legs over at Laila in fear, pleading for her to stop this. Laila just stood there smirking at him, and waved him a mocking "Buh bye!" Kim's asscheeks came down at him, there was a lot of pressure and everything went black.

"Am I crushed?" Ivar wondered. He felt like he was in a very tight cocoon. He was unable to see anything and it was very warm. His world began to shift slightly around him. Then he knew it. He was in Kim's crack! She had sat on him with her crack, which left enough room for him to breath and not be crushed. The only thing is because of the skirt and her large cheeks, he was imprissoned by her butt and skirt. But Kim was so drunk! She didn't feel anything and how was he gonna get her attention to stand up for them against Laila? And was she gonna stand up for them? In the past, Kim occasionally had pretended to "accidentally" sit on the because she claimed she didn't see them. She always smirked before she did it though. She knew. She liked it. Also she would often have them massage her feet when they were sore from walking on heels (which she did mostly). How was he supposed to get out of this situation?!

Ivar was trapped in the tight cocoon that is Kim's buttcrack. Meanwhile, his date is wedged up Laila's naked asscrack! "This is the worst prom ever." Ivar muttered, his already tiny voice muffled by Kim's butt. He started to trash around, hoping Kim would feel him and help him get Lisa back. It was no use though, the drunk Kim was unable to feel the tiny guy and kept sitting there. By now, Ivar had been there for over an hour, he could only imagine what Lisa was going through.

Meanwhile Lisa was fighting the much bigger thong. She used her tired body to keep it from going in the crack deeper. She was constantly being smashed by the large cheeks while Laila was dancing and her dressed was soaked in Laila's buttsweat. Maybe she could crawl out from between the cheeks and get help?

Ivar laid still defeated. He couldn't possible move a butt that large. But at that point a miracle happened. The walls of buttflesh started to move around him and he heard Kim mutter. "Am I sitting on something?" One of her cheeks moved up and her enourmous hand grabbed Ivar. He was lifted up to her drunk face and that same face lit up when she saw him. "Hahahahahaha!" Kim laughed. "I can't believe I accidentaly sat on you!" "You were!" Ivar said "But I need your help! Lisa is..." "You know?!" Kim interupted him. "All the other times I sat on you tinies... *hickup* was on purpose!" She laughed loudly. "I figured..." Ivar said. "But there's no time! I need you to get Lisa back!" "No time?" Kim said. "There's always time for a nice footrub!" "Oh Kim no!" Ivar yelled. "Laila took Lisa and stuck her in between her buttcheeks! You need to get her out!" "Hahahahahaha!" Kim laughed. "She stuck the bug girl in her asscrack! That's so sweet! I am gonna do that to you guys too!" Ivar turned pale. She wouldn't do that right? She's just drunk. When she's sober she realises a teacher can't possibly do that... and make it seem like an accident. "Help me get her!"

"Ok ok little bug boy!" Kim said. "After you rub my feet!" She took off her high black heels and put one of her feet in her lap. She took Ivar between two fingers and brought him over to her foot. "Do your best!" She happily chided as she dropped him down on her sole. Ivar started rubbing hoping it would get her to get Lisa back. "That's lousy!" Kim yelled and grabbed Ivar. "This is how it's done!" She rubbed Ivar across her sole ferosiously. Ivar was dragged across her wet, smooth sole, being covered in her sweat. "Haha you're all soaked!" Kim laughed. She brought him over to her toes and stuck his face in between her big and second toe. "Licky licky!" She cooed. Ivar didn't move. Kim clenched her toes and pinched his face painfully. "I said licky licky!" Ivar started to lick.

After a couple of minutes Kim took him away from her toes. "I'll get your tiny girl back from Laila's big bad booty!" She giggled. She drunkily walked over to Laila. "Oh, hey Kim." Laila said. Kim held Ivar up between two fingers in front of Laila's face, which looked enourmous to Ivar. "I heard you have the tiny girl wedged up your ass." Kim said trying to contain her laughter. "Oh?" Laila said her eyes focusing at Ivar "Who told you that?" She looked at Ivar with a killer look. Ivar gulped. "That's pretty hilarious!" Kim laughed. Laila looked surprised and laughed as well. "You think so?" "Yeah!" Kim said "I tease these little runts all the time!" "I put Ivar between my toes a while ago!" Laila said. "I did that a minute ago!" Kim said. "No way!" The two were bonding over their torture techniques.

"But you know?" Kim said. "The tinies came here to have fun and be together too you know. We can't deny them that." "Alright..." Laila said and her hand moved over to her butt. Finally! Ivar thought. Lisa would be free and they could have fun again together! "So why don't you stick Ivar in there with her?" Kim said happily. Ivar's hopes were crushed. "Really?!" Laila said smiling. "Sure!" Kim said. "Just don't break them alright?" Laila smiled and took Ivar from Kim and skipped over to the bathroom. After lockign herself in a stall, she lifted up her dress to reveal her naked buttcheeks in all their planetary sized glory. Wait... naked? Ivar thought and then noticed how far her thong was actually wedged in, it wasn't even visible anymore. "Help your girl out Ivar!" Laila cooed and she pulled back her thong. Ivar looked at her crack and saw a tiny hand sticking out. "Have fun!" Laila said and pushed him in.

The thong snapped back and the tinies were shot back. "Ivar!" Lisa said and the two embraced. "We need to get out!" Ivar said. "We can't." Said Lisa. "We can only keep the thong back. We can't ever escape this flesh prison, trust me." "Well sooner or later she has to let us out right!" Ivar said. That night they had to endure the crushing movement of the godly butt, and the bulldozing thong. The only drink they could have that night was sweat. Buttsweat.

After the prom, Laila went to another bar and had a few drinks. She got drunk and forgot all about the tinies. She got home and laid down on her stomach on her bed and fell asleep. It was finally peacefull. The tiny two looked at each other with tears in their eyes and embraced. They started to make out. They touched each other until the sun came up. Their peace was interupter by Laila's awoken voice. "Sexing in my butt are we?" She teased. "I think I'll keep you. So how about you two have some sex and make a tiny baby? Wouldn't that be nice? A tiny little family, living in my butt."

Laila smirked. "For ever."