Becky discovers that you can stretch

You had just finished nodding your **** agreement with Becky's demands, when she scooped you up in one hand, "Good, I'm not surprised you're so eager to spend some time with the hottest babe in the league! But what to do, what to dooo..." As Becky contemplated her options, she began rolling you around in her hand like a toy. You were tossed and turned, unable to keep your balance, as she explained, "Maybe I'll get you to help me pick out some underwear. As I'm sure you noticed, I don't usually wear a bra." Becky puffed her chest out, straining the two surviving buttons that were barely keeping her blouse together, though you were already well acquainted with how unsupported her bust was after the pummeling you received just minutes prior. "But this shirt is about to pop, and I need to get something to keep my big boobies from bursting out!" Becky clenched her hand as she laughed, flattening you in her fist before you could even yelp. Becky snickered and opened her hand up, revealing your body, which looked somewhat mangled.

You groaned as your joints bent in awkward angles, though it wasn't nearly as painful as you would have expected. For just a moment you thought Becky actually looked worried about you, but then something strange happened. Your body began slowly bending back to its normal shape, as if made of soft plastic. You heard Becky gasp, "Woah..." as she watched you 'reforming.' You were in awe yourself; almost completely painlessly, your body had just recovered in seconds what would normally take months in a hospital. Becky, now more curious than worried for you at this point, stuffed you headfirst into her cleavage, "Hang on, I gotta check something."

Grabbing the antidote vial, which she had left in her dressing room, Becky began to examine the printed tag on the side. You shouted angrily and began kicking your legs, trying to clamber out from Becky's cleavage. Becky looked down and noticed your cock poking into her soft skin as you fluttered your legs, "And stop distracting me down there!" Then she crossed her arms indignantly, sandwiching you tightly between her breasts as they slammed together. Satisfied that you were stuck in place for now, Becky began to read, "Let's see... possible side effects include; cartilage hyper-pliability? What the fuck does THAT mean?" Becky looked down at you, trying to figure out what had caused your body to bend like rubber. Curiously, she grabbed one of your legs and pulled, attempting to drag you from her cleavage. You grimaced as your leg ached like it was going to pop out of its socket, but then the pain was replaced by a strange tingling sensation. Becky uttered an amazed, "Oh, my, GOD." When your face was finally dragged from between Becky's boobs, you looked up and saw that your leg had nearly tripled in length from her pulling. Becky hung on to your foot, and watched as your leg reformed, raising you into the air as it returned to its normal length. Becky's cruelly smiling face, now upside down to you, laughed, "You're like a little stretch armstrong, ahahah!"

While still dangling your barely 7 inch body upside down in front of her, Becky reached out and prodded your erection, which was no bigger than one of her finger digits, "It's just too bad some other part of you can't grow a little, or maybe you'd be a lot more useful to me, heehee!" Fed up with Becky's incessant ridiculing, you shouted, "Yeah yeah, hardy fuckin har. Can we just get on with helping you try on bras or whatever?"

Becky's eyes went wide and she shouted, "Oh, that's right! I was going to get you to help me pick out a nice pushup bra. Hmm, but now that I think about it, I don't feel like wearing any of the ones in my armoire!"

You swung from side to side as Becky turned and reached into a drawer, before pulling out some lace. You groaned, "Fine, let's just get this over with and pick you out a bra from the store." Becky snickered and quickly tied the lacey band around your ankles and wrists, fastening them together, as she explained, "Well, aaaactually I was thinking that you wouldn't help me PICK out bras, so much as you were going to BE my new bra." You gawped at her statement as she slung you over one wrist, before unbuttoning her short and slipping it onto the table, baring her two enormous, round breasts. Becky held the lace up to examine her work; she had formed you into a little loop shape, with the lace connecting your feet and hands, when she caught your gaze, "Pretty smart, huh?"

You shouted, "What!? No, are you crazy? I can't be a bra, I'm a person!" Becky shrugged and rolled her eyes as she slipped one arm after the other through your loop, slipping the lace underneath her arms and behind her back, "Yeah, a bra-sized person maybe." Before you had another chance to speak, the giant girl grabbed you by the limbs and began pulling you downwards. Like an elastic band, your arms and legs stretched out to accommodate the enormity of her breasts. Becky had positioned you so that your body was strewn lengthways across her chest, chest pointing towards one nipple and your feet the other, while your arms reached around behind her back to keep you in place. Having haphazardly splayed you across her breasts, with one nipple jabbing into your leg and the other sticking out above your ribcage, Becky looked at herself in the mirror and grumbled, "You're, like, not a very good fit!"

You turned your head to the side to uncover your mouth from her flesh and shouted sarcastically, "WELL PARDON ME!" Becky ignored your outburst, and instead began fussing with your body, dragging you from side to side as she tried to get you to "cup" her breasts more supportively. Your entire body was rubbed left and right as Becky casually wiggled you into place, while you simply tried to take a breath of air when the chance presented itself to keep from suffocating. You heard Becky making annoyed noises once or twice as she struggled to get your taut body over her firm pink nipples, but after a minute she let go of your body and let out a satisfied, "Ta-daaa!"

You took a moment to crane your head to the side, which was now very difficult for you to do, where you caught a glimpse of Becky's handiwork. She had stretched you directly across each of her nipples, and then carefully wedged one between your legs and one between your arms, so that your body's immobility and stretchiness would secure you in place. This has the annoying side effect of sticking one of her large nipples directly where your face was supposed to go, causing it to press against your head like a warm, jiggling pillow. Becky watched you coming to terms with your helplessness, and chided, "There, now there's no chance of you coming loose if I bounce around a little. Watch!" To demonstrate her point, Becky gave a little hop on her toes, causing her huge breasts to bob up and down and your body to bounce along with them. You were smothered as an avalanche of boob flesh pressed against your face and body, preventing you from even shouting in anger as Becky's breasts weighed down on your ribcage. You groaned as you felt your still stiff cock pressing against Becky's other breast, though there was nothing you could do about it now except try to ignore the invigorating sensation of Becky's hot flesh jiggling against your sensitive member.

Becky watched with fascination as her breasts slowly wobbled to a stop, and commented, "Well, normally I like my clothes just a LITTLE tighter, but I guess you'll have to do." Becky suddenly giggled when she spotted something that entertained her, and she said with mock surprise, "Oh no! I forgot all about Timmy's little stiffy!" Out of the corner of your eye, you managed to see what Becky was referring to; after she had wedged her nipple right between your thighs, your cock had ended up laid over its pink surface, very visibly displaying your arousal to the massive tease of a woman. You groaned, expecting Becky to be the kind of girl to enjoy the attention. Confirming your guess, Becky reached down and squeezed your legs together, using them to pinch her nipple, which in turn caused her pink nub to squash up against your cock as she teased, "And it looks like Timmy is awfully excited about his new job as my special bra!"

The angry buzzing sensation you made against Becky's nipple as you responded by shouting against her overbearing nipple sent a pleasing tingle up her spine: Becky decided she'd have to try and get you to do that more, especially if it was as easy as teasing and humiliating you. Becky made no effort to hide the ridicule in her voice as she said, "What's that Tim? Are you saying you're worried that you might shrink some more? Hmm, that serum said arousal induced shrinking, right? So as long as I don't, like, do THIS..." Becky took one finger and prodded the tip of your cock against her squishy nipple, causing you to convulse in pleasure against her breasts as you nearly came, "I think you'll be okay." Becky giggled as she pulled her finger away but your small body continued to buck against her breasts momentarily, making them jiggle as you from the cockteasing she had put you through. Every time you struggled, your body flexed against Becky's breasts, which felt like a wonderful, light massage to her. You mentally cursed ever having met Becky, who's nickname of "The Big Bully" you were beginning to realize was more true for you than anyone else.