As Andrew scans the mall for any sign of where his little brother had stuffed you, the girl began to shift. Her weight rolled over you as she moved, steamrolling over your gummy flat form as you can practically taste her pants. Finally the pressure on you lessens as she stands up. Brushing her ass she walks off to continue her shopping trip.
Andrew glanced at her as she moved off for any sign of you but your skintone tan form blended in perfectly with her tan pants and he doesn't spot you as she carries you away, making you stretch, bounce and jiggle with every step in perfect rhythm with her ass through her tight pants.
You of course couldn't tell that you blended in or that Andrew was looking for you, all you could stare at was tan colour pressing into your face. Stevie was such a brat for doing this to you. You bounced and bobbed, jiggled and stretched with every step wondering where this girl was going and how long it world take to peel off her pants. You tried to squirm to loosen yourself but the fabric gripping you was stretched too tight, you were rigidly bound. Captive to follow only the movements of this girls generous rump.
The girl went from store to store, oblivious of her squished little rear end hitchhiker. When she stopped to admire outfits you tried to wriggle loose, with no success. When she stood in line at the food court you thought you were starting to loosen, but then she sat down to eat and undid any progress you might have been making.
It was turning out to be a long boring day for you, but the panic and fear of being stuck permanently to this girls pants kept your mind busy. As luck would have it however, while browsing the racks in an expensive lingerie store the girl subtly scratched her ass. Your constant struggles all day had finally caused enough irritation to make her itch. Her fingernails dug at you and ripped you off from her pants.
As she removed her hand you clung to her fingernails for a second before falling to the polished marble floor with a faint splat. The girl towering above you however, didn't notice. After a few minutes of picking what she wanted to try on, her giant tan covered tree trunks vanished from your floor height view.
You lay there trying to will yourself to reform faster before someone ended up treading on you or something, though so far all you had done was inflated slightly more three dimensional. Suddenly you were cast in shadow as a woman towered over you. As she crouched down you saw she had Raven black shoulder length hair, a pretty face of maybe 21 and she was wearing the skirt and blouse uniform of the store with the name tag "hi I'm Lisa".
You saw her hand reach down and pinch at the edge of you lifting you up. "What on earth is this doing on the floor" she muttered to herself. Oh no, what had she mistaken you for. You tried to wriggle to show you wernt an object but she was already standing, her vision now turned away from you. Lisa carried you over to the counter and lifted up a box marked "reductions" that didn't sound good.
After a few moments she found what she was looking for, a torn packet labelled "bust enhancing bra padding" and inside, a single gel like bust enhancer. Oh gods your luck couldn't be this bad surely, she thought you were the missing piece of the packet. With a casual gesture she dropped you in the packet next to your twin and sealed it with tape before tossing you in the reduction bin. You squirmed what little the packet had the space to do. You couldn't be sold to some random woman to enhance her figure!!
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