When Gwendolyn awoke, she found the room she was in to be cramped. Room. Huh. It was more like a glass prison. The air was warm since she breathed most of the fresh air in while she lay unconscious. Through bleary eyes, the poor woman saw that her clothing had been stripped from her, and her skin felt a smooth, cold surface beneath it.
Now that her vision was returning, she could see right through the walls that kept her in a fetal position. That smooth feeling her nakedness touch was, in fact, glass. Gwen was encased inside a glass bottle. Above her, shoved into the opening, was a large cork, and from the center dangled a white rope. She held onto it and looked around.
This peculiar prison of hers was tear drop-shaped, allowing her to see many feet below. My God, Gwen thought, I'm dangling! Scared now, she clung to the rope as if it might do her some good should the vessel fall to the ground.
Then, Gwendolyn heard a loud voice. A familiar voice.
"You know where you are going? Turn around, and meet my wife..."
That voice belonged to her neighbor, Clay. His voice through the glass and cork was muffled, but still distinguishable. It all came back to Gwen now. She was originally invited to a dinner party both Clay and his wife, Victoria, put on for the neighborhood. The two were heavy into entertaining, and Gwen could tell that Victoria had a certain thing for her.
The three of them knew each other for over three years since she moved into her house, and always caught Victoria looking at Gwen with a certain eye. How that led to her being reduced to a bug and trapped inside a clear glass plug was anyone's guess.
"Surprised?" Clay asked his little captive. "You drank a little too much this evening, so Victoria and I decided to give you one last little shot. However, it wasn't alcohol. It was a special little serum we acquired in China. Now to have some fun." Clay held Gwen between his thumb and index finger, letting the tiny woman watch his gorgeous wife get comfortable.
Victoria stood at the end of their bed and disrobed out of a shiny robe; another souvenir from China. It dropped from her shoulders and fell at her lovely feet down at the carpeting. Now, Victoria's nakedness was all Gwen could see, since the wife of Clay was so immense to her.
Those ripe, full breasts of Victoria's fell free, nearly begging for exploration. Gwen could see that Victoria's nipples were dark pink and very hard, becoming just slightly less in size than that of poor little Gwendolyn.
Victoria turned around and crawled onto the bed, showing off her succulent ass and shaven pussy. It was already glistening from anticipation of the late evening's after-party. Clay got into the act as well, placing Gwen's captivity around his neck with the help of the chain that dangled her frail figure. Now, Gwen bounced against Clay's hairy chest as he too undressed.
Gwen kept staring nervously at Victoria's ass, since it wasn't hard for the shrunken woman to figure out that the shape of her glass prison was the same as a butt plug. Was she really going to be shoved inside it?
The answer came when Clay reached for the bottle of baby oil on the dresser and walked up to his wife's tantalizing ass. His left hand rubbed her cheeks lovingly while his right positioned the bottle upside down and poured a stream of the clear lubrication onto her expansive rump. Gwen now saw the bedroom lamp's light shimmer off that coated skin below.
Clay removed Gwen from around his neck and lowered the poor girl to the tiny ring of muscle of his wife's butt. Gwen's feet were lowered into position first, and she screamed inside that glass. Now those big ass cheeks from Clay's wife surrounded Gwen's prison. Baby oil smeared around the glass, fogging her view. At her feet, darkness awaited little Gwen.
That darkness grew as Clay pushed the vial deeper into Victoria's anus. The huge blonde woman mewled and moaned, knowing her sexy neighbor was being inserted. She even pushed back to hurry up the process.
"Oh, you're in a hurry to ass-fuck our little lover, aren't you?" he teased Victoria. The blonde whipped her hair over her shoulder as she looked lustily back at Clay. "Yes," she growled, gripping the bedspread.
Clay then turned his attention to Gwen, now pounding frantically against the inside wall of glass that stood between her tiny body and Victoria's anal canal.
"If the wife ain't happy, then ain't nobody happy, Gwen. I'm sorry, but in you go!" Clay pushed Gwen inside until darkness enveloped the little glass plug. Gwen screamed and saw flesh swallow her whole. Deep from within, she could hear her neighbor's voice moan loudly. If not for the cork, Gwen would have been blasted with the smell.
Clay stopped pushing her in, and then began stuffing himself inside Victoria's curvy body via doggy-style vaginal sex. As he slid his hard cock inside, the kinky husband could feel the vial push against his rigid cock with each penetration. It felt amazing to him.
Soon the married couple got into a rhythm and bucked for long periods of time, letting the chain bounce all around her slick cheeks.
Inside the glass plug, Gwen was being helplessly tossed back and forth as the two giants made love. They kept up their motion well into the night. After what seemed like a half hour of changing positions and going at it again, Gwen could feel their huge bodies stiffen as he released his semen into Victoria.
Gwen's poor battered body was then tossed violently one more time. She figured that Victoria released her husband's girth from below and crashed to the bed. Clay, breathing hard and full of sweat now, pulled little Gwen from the darkness of Victoria's ass and held her above that canyon of ass cheeks.
"Enjoy our little party?" he said smiling at her. Gwen could barely make out the image of Clay outside her prison. He popped open the vial and fresh air came rushing in to her. Gwen breathed in deeply and wept, wanting to return to her normal size again.
Clay carefully poured the sweat-soaked tiny woman onto his wife's inviting back side and let the little one lay in the crack. Gwen was too tired to even try an escape. She lay on Victoria's ass and panted. Victoria lay on her stomach and moaned her pleasure, loving every moment that just occured.
Slimy baby oil coated little Gwen, but the little woman didn't care. She closed her eyes and let Victoria's massive butt warm her body and cradle it between those cheeks. Meanwhile, Clay's semen began drooling out below from Victoria's pussy.
The three of them slept for the rest of the night, not moving an inch from all that exhaustion. Gwen found out later that the process was non-reversible. She would become Clay and Victoria's sexual pet for the rest of her life.
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