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“Amy! Please! You’re squishing me!” Keith was helplessly squished underneath Amy as she laid passed out on her bed. Keith hadn’t always been a juicy pair of tits attached to his crushes chest but, unfortunately for Keith, that changed last night. Keith had gone to a large party as his friends had pressured him into going but mainly because he had heard that Amy was going to be there.

The night had been going pretty well. Most of the party goers were already a bit tipsy and a large group had formed inside the living room. This was because Amy was showing off some of her magical abilities that she had due to her bloodline of powerful witches as she had just recently turned 21 which was the age where women in her family gain their gifts. She had been messing around turning the couch into a different color and messing with people by causing their hair to suddenly grow a couple of feet when one of Keith’s friends had a cheeky idea.

You see, his friend knew that Keith had a crush on Amy and wanted to embarrass him so he ‘jokingly’ suggested that Amy should absorb Keith into her breasts. Despite Keith’s protests, and with the help of the alcohol, she agreed as she wrapped Keith up into a big hug and cast the spell. Keith suddenly found himself in a dark and moist fabric prison as he felt his new form being squished and pinched as his new mass was too much for her bra. This was quickly relieved as he was shook and suddenly released as Amy unhooked her bra and let his new found weight dangle freely from her chest.

Throughout the rest of the night Keith was subjected to various forms of discomfort which started off with bouncing, swinging, and being pressed into stuff, and ended off with, groping, tweaking of his nipples, and the occasional slapping. This was because Amy didn’t bother changing him back immediately and instead continued partying and having a copious amount of alcohol. As she got drunk she somehow lost track of her top which left poor Keith an easy target for some handsy drunks. This continued on late into the night until people started to head back home, including Amy. Keith thought that she was just waiting until she got home to turn him back but she instead went up to her bedroom, plopped down on the bed and passed out.

Amy mumbled and began stirring which grinded Keith into the mattress he was pressed firmly into. “Uh… my head hurts…” Amy groggily awoke and sat up. “When did I get these?” She brought her hands up and smashed her breasts between her hands, “Eh. Probably just a spell I cast last night. I kinda like them.” She released her hands which sent Keith plummeting down back to Amy’s abdomen as she began getting ready for the day.

“Amy? AMY!? Can you turn me back now?” Keith attempted to shout but as a pair of tits he had no mouth from which he could scream. “AMY! Oh god, she doesn’t remember. AMY! PLEASE!” Amy lifted a hand to idly scratch her breast before plunging Keith back into darkness as she put on a shirt.