This choice: Spending the Evening in Thea's Panties • Go Back...Chapter #7Spending the Evening in Thea's Panties by: Haro-Haze   "Down you go." Thea teased, tilting her head back and sticking out her tongue to create a landing zone for Laurel, who looked down in horror as she slipped towards the Queen heiress's serpentine appendage.
"Wait, Thea! Please don't-" was all Laurel could say before.
*Tchk!*
Immediately, Laurel felt the slickness of the teenage girl's spit penetrate her clothing and stick to her skin as she belly-flopped face-first onto Thea's tongue. Lifting her head to see the 17-year-old's uvula twitching back and forth in front of her as if it was inviting the miniature lawyer to venture even further into her mouth.
The scent rising from Thea's throat was a unique fusion of bold and sweet flavors that wafted directly into Laurel's face, giving her a pretty good idea of how drunk Thea probably was.
"Thea, this isn't funny! Let me..." Laurel yelled, trying to turn back to crawl out of Thea's mouth, only to be tossed to the side by the bratty drunk's tongue, slamming Laurel's back against her molars as she pulled her further into her mouth.
"Thea!" Laurel tried to yell again. However, Thea subdued her quickly, flicking her across her mouth with her tongue.
"It feels weird having you yell inside my mouth," Thea mumbled, her voice echoing around her brother's ex-girlfriend, swishing her around like a piece of candy from one cheek to the other and back again.
She definately wanted to find out if Laurel tasted any good before swallowing her, although she wasn't nearly as savory as the drinks she'd consumed earlier.
"Hmm!" Thea pouted. Part of her wished that Laurel was a little more tasty. It would've made it alot more satisfying to force her down her throat, but Laurel's squirming gave her another idea. Maybe she could still find a use for her beyond becoming her snack.
She pinned Laurel against the backs of her teeth with her tongue. Meanwhile, she found a quiet, secluded place to have a little fun with Laurel where nobody would interrupt them, hiking up the front of her dress and pinning it against her chest with one arm and using her free hand to peel the front of her red panties away from her hips.
"Ptooey!" Thea pursed her lips and spat Laurel back out like a wad of chewed gum.
Laurel was glad to be exiting Thea's mouth, giving her a sense of relief that, at the very least, Thea was having second thoughts about devouring her whole. However, part of her expected Thea to spit her out into her waiting palm.
Instead, she flew right past Thea's breasts and down the length of her stomach, spotting her destination below her in the form of Thea's open panties, acting as a net to stop her descent.
"Holy shit!" Laurel exclaimed, flailing her arms in front of her in a misguided attempt to slow her downward momentum before the rich girl's designer underwear could break her fall. Of course, Laurel was so small that Thea's panties hardly budged an inch in response to her landing inside of them, gravity already working against her, pulling her towards Thea's pussy.
Laurel kicked her legs and tried to back away from the spoiled party girl's cunt, but found that no matter how hard she tried to escape, her distance from the dip in Thea's hips stayed the same. The only reason she wasn't currently getting to know her curves on a more intimate level was that Thea was still holding the waistband of her panties away from her lower torso, watching Laurel from above with a sense of amusement, wondering what she would do next.
"Thea! Thea! You have to get more out of here! Now, this isn't funny!" Laurel yelled, trying to scold Thea when not even her own mother could control her.
"Really? Because I think it's hilarious." Thea teased, tugging back and forth on her panties, rocking Laurel towards her hips.
"You know, just cause I didn't eat you, that doesn't mean you won't find another way inside of me. And if you don't want to be a good little toy, that goes in the front. Then, I'm sure I could find some room for you in the back." Thea drunkenly declared, shimming her hips as Laurel pondered the horrifying implications of going up Thea Queen's ass.
Laurel was a Lawyer, and it was her job to argue for a living, but that was pointless under the current circumstances. Thea made the rules now, and trying to go against her would be like trying to talk a time bomb out of exploding before the count reached zero. Utterly pointless.
Laurel finally accepted this notion and attempted to climb out the side of Thea's panties, even if it meant she'd fall to the floor and likely break a limb or two. Thea was drunk and a little wobbly. Even if the fall broke one of Laurel's legs, she might have been able to get away if she could scurry to a hiding spot Thea couldn't access.
But Thea caught wind of her plan and jerked her panties to the side, tossing Laurel back to the center.
"Nice try, but I'm not letting you get away that easily," Thea smirked, giving her panties a slow pull away from her skin while locking eyes with the shrunken woman, asserting her dominance over her.
Laurel felt a scream hitch at the back of her throat, but no matter what she did, she couldn't force it to the surface, her jaw hanging as she made eye contact with the giantess party girl as her thumb slid slowly off the edge of her panties.
*SNAP!*
Laurel shot forward as Thea's underwear once again conformed to her every curve, securing snuggly from hip to hip and thrusting Laurel's face against Thea's clit in the process, with her legs already sliding against her slit.
"Oooh, you don't mess around. If I knew having a tiny person pressed against my pussy would feel this good, I would have done this years ago." Thea declared, tracing Laurel's location with her hand, her prodding fingers occasionally pressing down on the tiny lawyer's skull from behind, kneading it into her pelvic pearl.
"Keep up the good work, and maybe I'll unshrink you in the morning. Do a bad job, and I'll probably squash you." Thea threatened, allowing her dress to fall over her red panties, effectively hiding Laurel from the world. Nobody would ever guess that she had an entire person stuffed in her panties. She once again looked like a normal girl.
Of course, she was much more than that to Laurel now as she took her first few steps out of the secluded hallway on her way to rejoin the party, rocking her pussy lips across Laurel's face with every step she took. Thea's pussy was much bigger than her entire body, so there was no point fighting against it.
Her colossal clamshell could swallow Laurel whole, and any movement or adjustment she made to breathe only seemed to agitate the party girl's love bud, making it hunger for more as Thea's stumbling steps threw her against the warm and sensitive exterior of her labia.
Things seemed to progress even further with Thea, even when Laurel did her best to remain perfectly still. Will Thea be able to hold herself back and rejoin the party, or will she be tempted to play with Laurel right here and now?
What happens next?
1. Thea can’t hold back from playing with Laurel and ducks into a closet to pleasure herself. Meanwhile, the host of the Charity Gala is publicly honoring the absent lawyer.
2. Thea says that Laurel’s squirms up front are annoying and decides to move her again, making good on her earlier threat to shove Laurel up her butt, indicating that it will be her new home.
3. Thea’s bored with the charity event and decides to take Laurel somewhere more exciting, having her limo driver take her to a nightclub downtown.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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