Truth or Dare - Chapter 4b (Patreon)

Abby and Ted headed to the dormitory’s bathrooms so they could wash up, with Ted arriving back to their room first. Once Abby returned, he dutifully turned away from her so she could shed her towel and change into some clothes. But while he was still turned around, she picked him up and laid him down on her wooden desk chair. He was caught off guard, as it seemed she wasn’t done wanting to toy with him, but since she was only dressed in a bra and underwear, Ted felt inclined to just go along with whatever she had in mind.

“Spread your arms and legs out,” Abby instructed him, which he immediately complied with. Seeing her tower over him in barely any clothes made the horny 18 year old boy giddy for what he was pretty sure she was about to do, but his heart skipped a beat when he saw her turn around to pick up a roll of saran wrap she’d gotten from the downstairs kitchen. Stretching her arms out wide, she unraveled several feet of plastic, placing the end underneath Ted’s starfish-shaped body, and then wrapped the roll under the chair, back over Ted’s body, under the chair again, and so on.

“Feeling snug?” she asked with a wink, as he politely tried not to stare at her huge boobs swaying directly above him. “See if you can move.” Ted just stared back at her, and she chuckled, nodding and repeating herself, “Go on, try to get out of it.”

“I am,” he replied, true sincerity in his voice. He really was trying to squirm, even just a little bit, beneath the many layers of plastic wrap she’d encased his little body in. But the curvaceous teenager had trapped him so tightly and effectively that he couldn’t get his outstretched arms or legs to budge even a centimeter.

“Oh,” she giggled, “I guess that’s kinda perfect then.” She stood up to her full height, placing her hands on her hips and staring down at him. “I’ve gotta work on some homework now, just let me know if you need anything.” She turned around, placing her feet and both sides of the chair and making a real show for Ted about her getting ready to sit down.

Ted stared in awe as Abby teased him, pulling her panties up to accentuate just how deep into her ass they were already melting, when he had the sudden clarity to think about the last thing she’d told him. “Wait, how am I supposed to let—”

Before he could finish, Abby dropped herself down, the entirety of her rear slamming down on Ted’s form. She hadn’t just sat on his face, she’d sat down on his entire body, and his world instantly because a hot, dark mess of Abby’s nearly-barren asscheeks. She wiggled and rubbed her butt all over him, under the guise that she was simply adjusting herself and getting more comfortable in her seat. “And now that I don’t have to worry about you gawking at me,” she sighed, unstrapping her bra and tossing it to the side, “I can finally get more comfortable.” Ted could only imagine how her boobs looked now that she was fully topless, but of course he wouldn’t be able to see for himself. He couldn’t even get an erection, since his body was wrapped up so tightly that even his dick was left unable to budge.

But the purpose of wrapping Ted up was just to have fun, so she only kept him trapped beneath her butt for a couple hours. And her constant grinding and rubbing against him kept the boy plenty entertained. At one point, she asked if he was getting bored, and headed to Netflix to continue watching the newest season of Bridgerton. She didn’t expect the latest episode to be as hot as it was though, and she eventually started masturbating while watching the romances unfold on screen. Like how she wasn’t worried that Ted would stare at her while topless, she also obviously didn’t have to worry about him watching her rub her nipples and stick her hand in her underwear. He could hear her heavy breathing though, and he could definitely feel the shift too. Is she… gyrating on me? he wondered at one point, although it wouldn’t have made much of a difference since he couldn’t do anything about it.

But eventually the episode ended, and Abby soon after grew bored of teasing Ted, so she put a t-shirt on and got off the chair to unwrap her little roommate. “Hope that wasn’t too much,” she nervously chuckled. “You were kinda down there for a minute.”

But Ted was still smiling, even though his face was whole body was red and felt like it had been flattened. “No, that’s okay. I’m not complaining at all.”

~

Abby woke up in a jolt the next morning, realizing that she (and Ted) had overslept her alarm for their joint class. “Shit!” she shouted, waking Ted up at the same time. He saw the time and groaned, heaving a sigh as he clambered out of bed, clearly not as rushed as his roommate was. Since he was a third of her height, it meant that getting anywhere took three times as long; his brain was calibrated to view every minute needed for traveling as three minutes. So while Abby was still convinced she could make it to class on time, Ted was operating with the mindset that he’d be late—and if he was gonna be late anyways, why hurry?

“Why are you being so slow?!” Abby chastised him, her high pitched voice showcasing her stress. She’d already packed her backpack, gotten fully dressed, and was in the process of tying her shoes, whereas Ted hadn’t changed out of his shorts and had only just put on a t-shirt. “UGH!” Exasperated by his slowness, she roughly grabbed ahold of him and paused for a moment, before turning his body sideways stretching open the belt loops on her jeans. The whole pair of pants were made out of a synthetic type of denim, so they were stretchier than regular jeans, and the loops were larger than normal, so large that their size seemed more for style purposes than actual purpose. But they were just barely wide enough that Abby was able to stick Ted’s head through one in the front, and then she pulled his head and threaded the rest of his body through the other loops. “We won’t make it in time if you walk, and this’ll be easier than carrying you,” she explained, although they both knew that that wasn’t the entire truth. As usual, Ted didn’t put up a fuss (he was actually a little glad, since he was still tired, and laying in her belt loops nearly let him fall back asleep), and once his body was in place, Abby grabbed a wide, leather belt, and slipped it through the loops over Ted’s body. It wouldn’t be a perfect concealment solution, but her jacket would do most of the work in hiding him anyways. “You ready to go?” she asked, and then nodded as if she was answering for him. “Good.”

Slinging her backpack over her shoulder, she headed out of their dorm room and promptly rushed downstairs, before leaving the building and making her way to class in a swift and timely manner. The journey was definitely a lot quicker than if she’d had to wait for Ted to keep up, and although she could’ve just headed to class on her own and left her roommate to suffer the consequences of his actions, it felt unfair to her that she was still able to hurry to class while her counterpart would have never made it at his size.

That being said, Abby declined to let Ted out from under her belt once they finally did arrive to class. He gave her a minute once she sat down, expecting her to pull him out under the table, but all she did was pull out her laptop and start taking notes once the lecture started.

“Uh… aren’t you gonna let me out now?” he hoarsely whispered, trying not to draw attention to himself.

“Shh! I’m trying to listen,” she quietly scolded him. “Besides, you don’t have your computer anyways, so there wouldn’t be any point in letting you out. I’ll just share my notes with you.” Ted didn’t love Abby’s reply, but it wasn’t like he had much of an option, so he did his best to listen to what the professor was saying, and tried not to fall asleep from within the “comfort” of her belt loops, while her body heat tempted him to drowse off.

At the end of the class, Ted was beginning to feel antsy, so he asked again if Abby could let him out, squirming a bit as he did. But instead of answering him this time, she responded by pulling the belt even tighter around his body, managing to barely get the clasp to the next hole in the leather. That seemed to stifle Ted’s annoying movements, and she took him to their next class, and then a third one after that. In a way, she gave her little roommate a bit of a lesson that he made sure to remember for the rest of the semester: don’t sleep in (or complain about the consequences if he did), and he wouldn’t have to face the repercussions.

~

Later that night, Abby and Ted were cozied up in Abby’s bed, watching a movie on her laptop. She’d changed into a tank top and dolphin shorts before bed, and Ted was sitting between her thighs resting his head just below her belly button. Her hand rested on his head, which she lovingly rubbed every once in awhile, and occasionally she’d squeeze her legs together to tease Ted, like her squishy thighs were giving him a hug. They were both enormously comfortable with each other, and after the movie ended, Abby pulled Ted up to her chest and hugged him against her bosom, cradling his head into her cleavage while petting his back.

“Sorry if I was a little too stern with you this morning,” she whispered, and he chuckled, snuggling even closer against the giant woman’s soft body. The idea that she had anything to apologize for was absurd; every day since moving in, he woke up unable to believe his luck in rooming with someone like Abby.

“You don’t have anything to say sorry for,” he replied with a smile, nestling his head against the top of her breast and listening to her heartbeat. “I’ve loved spending time with you more than anyone I’ve ever known.” Abby’s heart fluttered, and even though he was small, Ted’s words were able to warm her up in their own kind of way. What they had was unconventional, but exciting and fun and beautiful to her, so she shared his feelings. And before long, they both fell asleep in each others’ embrace, looking forward to their time ahead.