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9: Higher Learning

To Tobias’ extreme annoyance, it felt like Vivienne was checking every single book on her shelf, one at a time, as slowly as humanly possible. She’d thoroughly peruse one row of indecipherably labeled magical tomes, shake her head or click her tongue when she came up empty, then begin the painstaking process anew, one shelf up from the last. All while he was trapped firmly against her enormous round posterior, unable to so much as move or even breathe freely. Couldn’t she go any faster!?

As her search took her to higher and higher bookshelves, Vee transitioned from bending over to standing on her tiptoes, little by little. To start with her huge backside had been pulled taut, forming a firmly flexing wall for Tobias to be crushed against. But now as she stood straight it relaxed, and he had no choice but to sink into its doughy surface like it was the world’s softest, warmest bed. At first Tobias assumed that a softer surface would be better for him, but then he discovered firsthand that it merely made it easier for his little body to “embed” itself into her fatty thigh under the constant pressure of her overly-tight stockings. After his body had nearly disappeared into her plump figure he found himself almost wishing she’d bend back down…

Not to mention it was humiliating to think that Vee could so easily entrap him, a fearless champion, even without the use of her stupid magic. All it had taken was one piece of clothing and her big fat ass! Yet Tobias could not deny the supple texture of her body he was forced up against her, or the enticingly feminine scents that invaded his nostrils... Every little movement was like a tiny earthquake for the little man, and it infuriated him to admit that it felt extremely pleasurable. He only hoped she’d find whatever “all-important” book she was seeking before she realized just how unbearably excited he was getting, or she might never let him hear the end of it! A righteous knight, fantasizing about an evil witch? Unthinkable.

Things worsened further when Vee stood on her tiptoes to scan a high shelf, causing Tobias to jiggle erratically as her leg flexed and shifted. He felt every ounce of her bulging and straining against him as she stretched up to peer at a row of books that would have barely come up to his own shoulder. Had he been normal size he could have literally read off the names of the books she was struggling to even see. The irony was almost unbearable.

After a minute of standing on tiptoe the huge shortstack complained, “Ugh, I can’t find it. It must be at the very top somewhere, out of reach…” Tobias rolled his eyes; If he was normal sized he could just hand it down to her. “I guess I’ll have to fly up there.”

“Mmff!?” She could fly? Since when???

Although all of Tobias’ previous requests for help had gone completely unacknowledged, Vee somehow seemed to understand his muffled exclamation of awed disbelief. If only because her ego allowed her to recognize the amazement in his tone, despite all obstacles.

Vee preened, “Of course I can fly. I’m a witch, remember? I just need an object to lift me up, like a broom or a carpet. But since my broom is in the shop…” There was a scraping noise as a piece of furniture slid magically into place behind her, “A regular stool works just as well.”

Tobias twisted his head against the pillowy mass in front of him, and got a look at the stool. The size of the seat seemed inadequately small compared to the immense mass that Vee threatened to plop down on top of it at any moment. Tobias didn’t know how she planned to balance herself on the little seat, but he was much more concerned with how he would fare. As far as he could tell, the moment Vee sat down his entire body would be crushed, and badly. Not that she seemed to be remotely concerned with that fact.

Tobias tried his best to dissuade Vee from sitting before he ended up crushed beneath her humongous figure, but it seemed a hopeless task. His mouth was still pressing against her rear end, and speaking was near impossible. Not to mention she’d already stopped listening to him and begun to lean backwards. Tobias tried one last time, screaming as loud as he could as the stool rose up to meet him, “MMMFFFF!!!” But Vee didn’t respond, and Tobias was filled with despair as he realized there was nothing he could do to slow her rearward fall.

*THUMP!* Vee impacted the stool with a hefty bounce, instantly covering and spilling over the sides of the narrow wooden platform. From most angles it almost looked like her voluptuous figure had sprouted wooden chair legs, which creaked and groaned as she settled into place. Why she didn’t own a bigger, more appropriately sized chair for this exact purpose, Tobias did not know.

Having seated herself comfortably, the huge witch chirped, “Okay little knight, up we go!” Of course, she didn’t bother to consider what might happen once the small platform her tiny companion was trapped on was forced to carry all of her weight into the air… Unfortunately for the downscaled knight, Vee’s lack of planning would prove to be disastrous for him and only him. With no way to stop the huge witch from applying a powerful upwards force to her chair, Tobias was lifted upwards and immediately pushed directly up against her incredibly soft and heavy underside.

While Vee began to rise happily into the air, the tiny knight was compressed underneath a pressure so unimaginably heavy that a pitiful squeak was forced from his collapsing lungs. Vee glanced downwards, searching for the source of that odd noise, before belatedly realizing the issue. “Oh, am I too heavy for you, or something?”

“Too heavy” hardly did justice to what the shrunken man was going through. So much weight had been placed atop the chair that Tobias, just as he’d foreseen, had been literally entombed beneath an ass that was over a hundred times his size. At least when she’d been standing he’d had the capacity to squirm and move his limbs slightly, but now that her monstrous bottom was resting right on top of him he was totally immobilized. And every tiny shift in Vee’s weight only magnified the discomfort Tobias felt, as the slightest adjustment on her part exerted a tremendous amount of pressure directly against his shrunken body.

Of course, Vee hardly realized any of this, because she was perfectly comfortable where she was sitting. The worst thing she had to deal with was that tiny little irritation rubbing against her bare backside… whatever that was.

When Tobias didn’t respond to her question, Vee instantly assumed he wasn’t listening. “Hellooo, teeny kniiight? You’re missing my amazing display of flying skills!” Listening carefully, Vee might have heard a faint noise coming from beneath her, like a muffled cry for help. Just to double-check, Vee bounced up and down, bobbing in the air as the floating stool struggled to support her weight, and frowned when the noise vanished with a pitiful squeak. Did she just crush her only admirer??? Crap!

Still, Vivienne the Villainous wasn’t about to let a perfectly good boasting opportunity go to waste. Crossing one enormous leg over the other, Vee casually smirked to herself and tried not to think about how badly Tobias must have been squashed into her ass at that very moment, “It’s too bad you can’t fly or anything, because I’d be just about the best teacher ever, I bet. Pay attention, and you might even learn a thing or- wooOoah!”

Vee’s smugly flamboyant gesturing had caused her to wobble unsteadily while suspended in the air, and she began frantically pinwheeling her arms. As the clumsy witch’s massive hips rocked from one side to the other like an immense counterbalance, the tiny knight was unceremoniously pulverized against the chair. It seemed her bottom-heavy figure, although devastating for Tobias, also acted like a stabilizing weight that prevented Vee from tipping over.

After a moment she’d caught her balance and sat upright, letting out a sigh of relief, Vee huffed defensively, “Alright, let’s just pretend that never happened, shall we? Because if I hear a peep out of you about my flying skills, you’re going to be my flying cushion for the rest of the day, got it?” Vee pursed her lips thoughtfully, realizing that threat didn’t carry nearly as much weight when she was already sitting directly on top of the poor little knight. Hmm… and why was he being so real quiet again? Surely he wasn’t that squished…

“Hey. You are facing away from me, right???” Instead of letting Tobias respond, Vee decided to check for herself by rubbing her ass into the chair. This time, by paying close attention, she realized the thing poking into her wasn’t just any random piece of debris, but a long hard object situated right where the tiny knight’s crotch was. It didn’t take a genius to put two-and-two together…

Now that she knew exactly what she was sitting on, Vee’s grin grew a hundred times more smug. “Well well well, it feels like someone is enjoying my witchcraft a little more than they let on! Oh no wait, I’ve got a better one: is that a hidden dagger in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?” Vee giggled and flexed her thigh, rubbing herself up against Tobias’ boner for her own entertainment.

Vivienne the Villainous giggled at the cry of exasperation that came from beneath her enormous behind, and was pleased to note that the poking sensation didn’t fade whatsoever despite her taunting. If anything she even felt it throbbing! Vee couldn’t help but goad her little captive further, “Don’t tell me you’re that hot-and-bothered, just from a little rubbing? Hah! Serves you right for being such a… um…” Well, actually Tobias had proved himself a reasonable and entertaining captive, even charming at times. But still. “A paladin, or whatever.” Vee frowned, wishing she’d had a better excuse to torment the shrunken do-gooder, but she wasn’t about to let a little thing like “lack of justification” put an end to her fun. It’s not like he could stop her either way, after all! Vee proceeded to press her thigh downwards again, smooshing the little guy despite his muffled complaints.

Tobias, meanwhile, was overwhelmed with senses and emotions. His entire body was under so much pressure he could hardly think straight anymore, and even then he couldn’t make up his mind about Vee. Half his mind was screaming “SHE IS EVIL!” and warning him against giving in to her temptations, while the other half was screaming “SHE LIKES YOU!” and telling him to go with it. In the end he realized that, regardless of the truth, he was trapped where he was until she bothered to unshrink him. Unfortunately, at the current rate things were going, it seemed Vee had made “tease the little man” her top priority, and utterly abandoned her quest to restore his diminished size.

To be continued!