Brain couldn't stop himself from falling back down into Jillian's crack, her light blue bikini swallowing him. He wiggled his legs and kicked her back some, but she couldn't feel his small kicks and sat back on the couch. This squished him deep In her cracks and tight above her anus, the rank smell making him shudder in disgust.
Brain tries to punch and bite her, but him being squished against the couch and her ass didn't work.
Lois walked in from the kitchen with a glass of water, surprised-ish to see her. "Hey Jillian, waiting for Brian/u}, hm?" He could hear her voice muffled but still understood her, petrified that he was right under her. Jillian sat up, relieving pressure and making him fall onto her bikini- then he was shot past her anus and crushed under her skin folds. It smelt.. better, but it was hot and claustrophobic.
"We were gonna go to the beach, where is he?" She said slightly impatient, but he couldn't hear anything. After a minute of silence Lois replied- "I saw him a hour ago upstairs, I don't know where he is now." Jillian stood up with a hefty sigh, Brian shooting up and down and getting his wind knocked out of him as she walked up the stairs.
She peeked into the different rooms and didn't see him, getting frustrated. "Brian!? We're gonna go out!" With no reply, she huffed and went back downstairs. Brain slid right under her pussy and couldn't help but awe on the way downstairs, and then the bikini shot his head at her pussy and his head git stuck in a wet, sticky warm spot. She couldn't feel anything but her own body, which she thought he was a part of.
"Dang looseness.." She grabbed the strings and tightened them together, making Brian stuck right under her entrance. He tried yelling but couldn't because of the fabric, only a miniscule imprint of him visibe down there. Jillian walked outside without saying anything and started her car, Brian still stuck In the same spot but more wetness dripping onto his fur.
"Damn.. no Brian, now what?" She pondered to herself, unaware of him being right under her.
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