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"Wow... how much time do you spend practicing this?" Cyn said, her tone casual if faintly irritated as Toby sat smugly on the lounge, the results screen of their latest gaming expedition declaring his victory once again.

"Not all the time; just first thing in the morning when I'm in the bathroom... and when I'm waiting for my laptop to boot up... and when I'm waiting for my tea to arrive... or when I'm lounging on a friend's couch... or when I'm going to bed... just here and there you know." He winked pleasantly as the slender young woman quirked an eyebrow at him, trying to mask her amusement behind a feigned scowl.

"Oh, so hardly at all then; it's a wonder you get by as well as you do." She replied dryly, though they both chuckled. "... It's been great getting to finally see you." She added after a pause, a note of resignation in her voice as they both glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Yeah, it's been awesome... I hardly want to leave at all, but y'know... It's not like I'll be able to get home if I miss this flight."

Cyn nodded. Toby looked over at her, their eyes meeting for a few lingering seconds before Cyn smiled, breaking the gaze and looking back at the screen.

"Well, we've still got a little time left... one more game?"

Toby grunted in the affirmative, his look lingering on her lips for a second or two longer before returning to the game.

"Sure... want to make it interesting?"

Cyn didn't reply, though she did raise an eyebrow.

"A little wager," Toby continued, "depending on which one of us wins..." His heart-rate had kicked up as he asked himself if he was really going to try this. He didn't really want to make a big deal out of it, but he would also kick himself if he didn't make the attempt once before leaving.

"Funny, I was just about to suggest the same." Cyn said, her own voice a little shaky, cheeks flushed pink.

"Oh?" Toby said, trying not to sound too interested. "What were you going to bet?"

"Oh no, you first..." Cyn laughed quietly, "this was your idea."

"Well..." He said, his voice trailing off as he summoned the will to go through with his gamble. "... One more game, and if I win... before I go, you have to get on your knees in front of me... and suck my dick." He said it in the same, casual tone of voice as you would use to suggest she would have to buy him a drink, or do the dishes. His heart hammered against his rib-cage as he watched her out of his peripheral vision.

She didn't immediately look repulsed; that was a good sign.

"You know I have a boyfriend, right?"

"Yeah."

Silence hung in the air.

"Alright." She said, in a voice that sounded like it wasn't trying to seem too interested. "... But if I win, you have to lay down on this couch, and let me sit on your face."

Toby almost dropped the controller as the air between them buzzed almost imperceptibly.

"... Deal." He said, swallowing.

They picked up their controllers...

It was a hard fought match - harder than any they had fought thus-far...

But at the end of it...

"Well, that settles that." Cyn said, her expression satisfied as her avatar stood victorious on the screen.

Toby's expression was genuinely surprised.

"You, my dear Cyn, have been holding back on me." He said, impressed. "Where did all that come from?"

"Weeellll... I didn't want you raising the bar too high before it actually mattered." Cyn smiled, winking deviously as she rose from her end of the couch. Toby watched her stand, his gaze lingering on her posterior as she gestured at the indentation her ass had left in the cushion. "... Lie down." The subtle hint of command in her voice made a shiver slither happily up Toby's spine. He shuffled over, flopping down with his face pointed upwards, gazing up at his slender friend.

"... Not gonna lie, I like this angle; it's a good perspective to have." He grinned.

"Oh, you're about to like it a whole lot more..." Cyn said, her tone heated as she bent at the knees - and dropped herself carefully onto Toby's head. Her buttocks engulfed his face, his eyes going black as he felt the heat and the pressure, the smell entering his nostrils forcefully as he shuddered; he'd wanted this for so, so long... And it had been worth the wait.

He tried to open his mouth to reply, but jeans-clad buttock muffled his voice as Cyn giggled in amusement.

"...see, I have uh... a bit of a confession to make..." Cyn said, her tone equal parts lustful... and guilty?

Toby's arm twitched suddenly as a pinprick entered his elbow, Cyn's hand clamping firmly around his wrist at the same time. Heat rushed up and down his body, as she started getting heavier.

"I never intended to let you go home."

Her voice rung in his ears as the whole world around him seemed to shift madly, the couch beneath him grinding against his back, the buttocks above him smothering his face... then his chest... then his hips... until his entire body seemed to be pressed flat under their immense weight. He tried to protest, tried to figure out what was going on - but... deep down inside, he already knew - his mind just wouldn't accept it yet.

"And don't bother protesting; we both know you secretly wished for something like this... you've been dreaming about this since the first moment we spoke."

Cyn twisted her hips back and forth deliberately, the sheer, overpowering weight of her crushing Toby's tiny, helpless body into the couch-cushion as his mind exploded with the sheer reality of it all. It didn't seem to actually hurt him all that much, but it was entirely overpowering.

"Unfortunately... I do have a partner, and I don't particularly intend to cheat on him by doing anything too naughty with you; not until I've discussed it with him anyway." She noted, folding her legs as the additional surge of weight pressed Toby deeper into the cushion.

"...So you'll be less of a 'friend' and more of a 'pet'. Don't worry; I'm quite crafty... I'll make you a lovely little cage, and some lovely little clothes..."

She rose, turning and looking down at the flattened, cowed form of the tiny little fellow gazing up, up, up at her. Her eyes glittered.

"And you, in return... will do whatever we say, whenever we say it. You are our toy from now on... Obey, and you will be treated like a favorite, beloved plaything..."

Cyn's fingers gently wrapped around Toby's tiny form, moving him from the couch to the floor - his body sprawled before a single, titanic foot.

"...Resist, or try to escape... and I'll make your old fantasies look like picnics... I'll tie you to my partner's shaft and fuck him from dusk 'til dawn... then swallow what's left."

Toby's eyes went wide as Cyn towered over him.

"If you understand... if you agree... then kiss my toes in worship. If you do not...... then start running, so I can make your dream of getting squashed like a bug come true."

There was no hesitation. Toby crawled over immediately, lowered his lips... and started kissing Cyn's big toe.

She smirked, hands resting on her hips in undisguised satisfaction.

"... Good boy. Welcome to your new life..."

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"Wow... how much time do you spend practicing this?" Cyn said, her tone casual if faintly irritated as Toby sat smugly on the lounge, the results screen of their latest gaming expedition declaring his victory once again.

"Not all the time; just first thing in the morning when I'm in the bathroom... and when I'm waiting for my laptop to boot up... and when I'm waiting for my tea to arrive... or when I'm lounging on a friend's couch... or when I'm going to bed... just here and there you know." He winked pleasantly as the slender young woman quirked an eyebrow at him, trying to mask her amusement behind a feigned scowl.

"Oh, so hardly at all then; it's a wonder you get by as well as you do." She replied dryly, though they both chuckled. "... It's been great getting to finally see you." She added after a pause, a note of resignation in her voice as they both glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Yeah, it's been awesome... I hardly want to leave at all, but y'know... It's not like I'll be able to get home if I miss this flight."

Cyn nodded. Toby looked over at her, their eyes meeting for a few lingering seconds before Cyn smiled, breaking the gaze and looking back at the screen.

"Well, we've still got a little time left... one more game?"

Toby grunted in the affirmative, his look lingering on her lips for a second or two longer before returning to the game.

"Sure... want to make it interesting?"

Cyn didn't reply, though she did raise an eyebrow.

"A little wager," Toby continued, "depending on which one of us wins..." His heart-rate had kicked up as he asked himself if he was really going to try this. He didn't really want to make a big deal out of it, but he would also kick himself if he didn't make the attempt once before leaving.

"Funny, I was just about to suggest the same." Cyn said, her own voice a little shaky, cheeks flushed pink.

"Oh?" Toby said, trying not to sound too interested. "What were you going to bet?"

"Oh no, you first..." Cyn laughed quietly, "this was your idea."

"Well..." He said, his voice trailing off as he summoned the will to go through with his gamble. "... One more game, and if I win... before I go, you have to get on your knees in front of me... and suck my dick." He said it in the same, casual tone of voice as you would use to suggest she would have to buy him a drink, or do the dishes. His heart hammered against his rib-cage as he watched her out of his peripheral vision.

She didn't immediately look repulsed; that was a good sign.

"You know I have a boyfriend, right?"

"Yeah."

Silence hung in the air.

"Alright." She said, in a voice that sounded like it wasn't trying to seem too interested. "... But if I win, you have to lay down on this couch, and let me sit on your face."

Toby almost dropped the controller as the air between them buzzed almost imperceptibly.

"... Deal." He said, swallowing.

They picked up their controllers...

It was a hard fought match - harder than any they had fought thus-far...

But at the end of it...

"Well, that settles that." Cyn said, her expression satisfied as her avatar stood victorious on the screen.

Toby's expression was genuinely surprised.

"You, my dear Cyn, have been holding back on me." He said, impressed. "Where did all that come from?"

"Weeellll... I didn't want you raising the bar too high before it actually mattered." Cyn smiled, winking deviously as she rose from her end of the couch. Toby watched her stand, his gaze lingering on her posterior as she gestured at the indentation her ass had left in the cushion. "... Lie down." The subtle hint of command in her voice made a shiver slither happily up Toby's spine. He shuffled over, flopping down with his face pointed upwards, gazing up at his slender friend.

"... Not gonna lie, I like this angle; it's a good perspective to have." He grinned.

"Oh, you're about to like it a whole lot more..." Cyn said, her tone heated as she bent at the knees - and dropped herself carefully onto Toby's head. Her buttocks engulfed his face, his eyes going black as he felt the heat and the pressure, the smell entering his nostrils forcefully as he shuddered; he'd wanted this for so, so long... And it had been worth the wait.

He tried to open his mouth to reply, but jeans-clad buttock muffled his voice as Cyn giggled in amusement.

"...see, I have uh... a bit of a confession to make..." Cyn said, her tone equal parts lustful... and guilty?

Toby's arm twitched suddenly as a pinprick entered his elbow, Cyn's hand clamping firmly around his wrist at the same time. Heat rushed up and down his body, as she started getting heavier.

"I never intended to let you go home."

Her voice rung in his ears as the whole world around him seemed to shift madly, the couch beneath him grinding against his back, the buttocks above him smothering his face... then his chest... then his hips... until his entire body seemed to be pressed flat under their immense weight. He tried to protest, tried to figure out what was going on - but... deep down inside, he already knew - his mind just wouldn't accept it yet.

"And don't bother protesting; we both know you secretly wished for something like this... you've been dreaming about this since the first moment we spoke."

Cyn twisted her hips back and forth deliberately, the sheer, overpowering weight of her crushing Toby's tiny, helpless body into the couch-cushion as his mind exploded with the sheer reality of it all. It didn't seem to actually hurt him all that much, but it was entirely overpowering.

"Unfortunately... I do have a partner, and I don't particularly intend to cheat on him by doing anything too naughty with you; not until I've discussed it with him anyway." She noted, folding her legs as the additional surge of weight pressed Toby deeper into the cushion.

"...So you'll be less of a 'friend' and more of a 'pet'. Don't worry; I'm quite crafty... I'll make you a lovely little cage, and some lovely little clothes..."

She rose, turning and looking down at the flattened, cowed form of the tiny little fellow gazing up, up, up at her. Her eyes glittered.

"And you, in return... will do whatever we say, whenever we say it. You are our toy from now on... Obey, and you will be treated like a favorite, beloved plaything..."

Cyn's fingers gently wrapped around Toby's tiny form, moving him from the couch to the floor - his body sprawled before a single, titanic foot.

"...Resist, or try to escape... and I'll make your old fantasies look like picnics... I'll tie you to my partner's shaft and fuck him from dusk 'til dawn... then swallow what's left."

Toby's eyes went wide as Cyn towered over him.

"If you understand... if you agree... then kiss my toes in worship. If you do not...... then start running, so I can make your dream of getting squashed like a bug come true."

There was no hesitation. Toby crawled over immediately, lowered his lips... and started kissing Cyn's big toe.

She smirked, hands resting on her hips in undisguised satisfaction.

"... Good boy. Welcome to your new life..."