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Disney & Nickelodeon characters shrink at the mercy of girls from their show.

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Chapter #7

Riding on Sam’s Nipple

    by: Haro-Haze Author IconMail Icon
As Carly and Sam entered the concert venue, the pulsating sounds of music filled the air. The vibrant atmosphere heightened by spotlights dancing across the crowd from the stage, created an arena palpably charged with excitement.

A gust of air from the building's A/C blew their hair back, sending a refreshing wave of coolness down their shirts as they passed through the entrance.

However, for Spencer, the experience was entirely different. The moment they stepped into the air-conditioned space, the cool air provided little relief from the sweat pooling around him.

Instead, he continued to endure the heat radiating from Carly's feet, especially from the hottest section of her boot beneath her toes, precisely where Spencer was trapped as he struggled to breathe anything but the stifling warmth and pungent fumes emanating from her soles, which left him feeling foggy and disoriented.

As he continued to squirm in his confined space, the thumping bass reverberated through her black boots, and Carly instinctively scrunched her toes around his face, the damp fabric of her sock conforming to him as she paused for a moment.

"Come on, Sam," Carly said, her tone serious as she dragged her friend under the bleachers, away from the crowd. "I need to show you something. Spencer shrank, and I have him inside my boot!"

Sam raised an eyebrow, skepticism etched on her face. "You expect me to believe that? Come on, Carls." a hint of amusement in her tone, unable to fathom that Carly, the goodie-two-shoes, would actually do something so wild.

"No, really! I'm serious!" Carly insisted, urgently.

"You've got to see this!" With renewed determination to prove her friend wrong, Carly bent down and slowly unlaced her black boot. Carefully, she eased it off her foot and lifted it up the length of her body. While inside, Spencer rattled against the walls as he slid from the toe section up to the hardened pad where Carly's heel would typically rest.

As she steadied her hand, Carly gently tilted the boot, hesitating for a brief moment as she prepared to roll Spencer out, ensuring he would land safely and without harm.

With a slight shift of her wrist, she released him, watching intently as he tumbled into her waiting palm, revealing his tiny form to the astonished blonde tomboy.

Sam burst into laughter, her amusement ringing out in the quiet space beneath the bleachers. "Oh my gosh! You're kidding me! This is actually happening!"

With a playful grin, she snatched Spencer off Carly's palm by his legs, holding him precariously above her face between her thumb and index finger. "I'm genuinely impressed, Carls! Who knew you had it in you? This is wild!"

"Put me down!" Spencer shouted, swinging helplessly in midair as he looked up at Sam's enormous face. Nausea washed over him as he dangled, feeling as though he were nearly 1,600 feet in the air. His perspective shifted dramatically, and as he glanced down at Sam's amused expression just a foot below him, the vast difference in size made her face seem as if it were 300 feet away, though it still occupied a significant portion of his field of view.

"Not until you tell us how this happened!" Sam teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she imagined the possibilities of shrinking Freddie, Gibby, and others to the same size as Spencer.

Carly felt a twinge of concern as she watched Sam dangle Spencer like a toy. "Okay, okay, let's not forget he's still my brother, so please be careful and don't drop him!" she said, her tone firm yet anxious.

"Relax! I've got him," Sam replied, still chuckling, as she held Spencer at arm's length away from Carly, who was visibly worried, while he continued to squirm in her grasp. She smirked mischievously. "So, what do you want to do with him? Is he going back down your boot?"

Carly shook her head vehemently. "No! I can't! Not again! I really don't want to hurt him," she replied, overcome by her good-natured conscience, biting her lip anxiously as she glanced at Spencer, who looked utterly helpless.

But Sam didn't share the same level of morality as Carly.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, she considered an even more amusing place to stash Spencer than Carly's boot.

"Well, in that case, I have a better plan," she said, wearing a playful smirk that hinted at her intentions.

Then, before Carly could voice her objections, Sam swiftly tucked Spencer down her shirt and into her bra, positioning him snugly right in front of her left nipple. The soft, padded fabric enveloped him completely from behind, pinning his front side firmly against her chest as the tight material snapped back into place around her body, securing him in his new, unexpected home.

As the fabric pulled him closer to Sam's chest, her car-sized nipple pressed over his entire body, splaying him out across it with his limbs stretched in different directions, as if he were hugging the giant bud.

"There! Now he's safe and sound. I'll keep an eye on him while you have fun!" Sam announced with a triumphant smirk, tapping the spot where Spencer had landed on her chest with the tip of her finger. She playfully prodded his entire body into her nipple from outside her bra, which reacted to her touch and the shrunken man's weak struggles, acting as if her best friend should have been grateful she just let her brother get to second base with her.

Carly's eyes widened in disbelief. "Sam! You can't just put him there! That's-"

"Relax, Carly! It's no big deal. I'm just having a little fun," Sam interrupted, her laughter ringing out as she adjusted her shirt. "Plus, he's about the same height as my nipple now. Perfect fit!"

Meanwhile, Spencer's heart raced as he found himself nestled between the soft fabric and the most sensitive portion of skin on Sam's breast, a situation that quickly became uncomfortable as his new roommate invaded his personal space more with each passing second.

"This isn't how I imagined this night going!" he shouted, but his voice was muffled by Sam's giant nipple and drowned out by the music as one of the warm-up acts finished their set.

Carly sighed, but she wasn't in a position to stop her. "You can't just keep him there, Sam! What if something happens?"

"Don't worry! I'll watch over him," Sam replied, grinning as she leaned back against the bleachers, clearly enjoying her newfound power.

"He's safe, trust me. He's not going anywhere, cause Mama likes having him right where he is. So, just chill out and enjoy the concert." Sam reassured Carly.

Carly crossed her arms, observing as Sam's chest bounced lightly while the blonde shifted her attention to the stage, playfully swinging her torso as she turned. For Spencer, the gentle sway of her movements was amplified a hundredfold, perhaps even more, causing her massive breasts to lift off him for a brief moment before slamming back down into the comfort of her supportive bra.

"Let's get going! We can still make it into the mosh pit!" Sam cheered, her chest heaving up and down as she quickly hurried off before Carly could stop her. With each step, her nipple repeatedly struck Spencer in the face as she dashed down the stairs to the main floor area in front of the stage.

"Wait! But, Sam! This is going to be a long night," Carly yelled, only to find herself talking to empty space as Sam hurried off, trying to stop her but quickly deciding against it and letting Sam have her fun with him. Then, as she walked after her blonde co-host, Carly chuckled to herself, realizing that simply dealing with Sam was punishment enough for Spencer for not wanting to let her attend the Cuddlefish concert in the first place.

Down in their section, as the concert continued, Sam swayed rhythmically to the pulsating beat of the music, her every movement sending Spencer tumbling about in his confined space. The gentle rise and fall of her chest with every breath created a soft, undulating motion that pushed him deeper into her bra's padding.

Whenever she raised her arms to the beat, her breasts swayed, rolling him slightly and changing the pressure against his tiny body. With each bounce, he felt the rhythm of the music synchronize with the rise and fall of her chest, amplifying his disorientation as he nestled against her skin.

Spencer could feel every subtle shift as Sam laughed and cheered, her body reacting to the music with a vibrancy that left him feeling overwhelmed.

Meanwhile, Sam was having the best concert experience of her life, her excitement heightened by the tiny man's presence against her. The sensation of him against her nipple sent a rush of heat between her legs as she pulled Carly in front of her, eager to dance together. As they moved to the rhythm of the music, Sam ran her hands up Carly's sides, feeling the warmth of her friend's body beneath her fingertips.

With a playful grin, Sam hugged Carly from behind, pressing her chest against Carly's shoulders. For Spencer, this meant being sandwiched between the soft, warm flesh of Sam's breast and the solid surface of Carly's shoulders. The sudden flattening of Sam's breasts against Carly only intensified the sensation of being trapped further, leaving him momentarily breathless as he was jostled about by not only Sam's movements, but Carly's as well.

What happens next?

1. Sam decides to take advantage of her position behind Carly to return Spencer to his sister. Pulling Spencer out of her bra and quickly dropping him into the back of Carly's panties for the rest of the concert.

2. After some time has passed, Sam's sweat dislodges Spencer, and he finds himself sliding under Sam's boobs, no longer pinned in place by her nipple.

3. After the concert, Sam and Carly arrive back at Carly's, and Sam excuses herself to the bathroom to have some extra fun with the shrunken man. Introducing him to her giant pussy.

4. Sam breaks away from Carly and rushes into the mosh pit in front of the stage, putting Spencer through hell as she breast bounces on top of him and she bumps against the other girls in the pit.
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