Betty doesn't remember you

As you feel Betty start to wake up, you freak out, worried about how’d she’d react to waking up half-naked with a tiny naked man resting atop of her. Fearing the worst, you try to squirm free and escape before she wakes up and spots you, but you’re not going anywhere. Not only does Betty still have her arm around you, but your head is firmly wedged between her massive, beer-soaked breasts. The lack of oxygen and the minor inebriation has severely weakened your struggles. You’re stuck to Betty until she says otherwise.

With a loud, woozy groan, Betty finally wakes and sits up, bringing you along with her. “Oh geez, what happened,” she asks aloud, fairly hungover. Fortunately, she’s too dazed to notice your smaller body stuck against hers as she stands up, especially since only a small tuft of your hair can be seen from between her breasts now. Betty rubs her head as she staggers across the room, trying to recollect what she did before she blacked-out. With every step she takes, her giant bust constantly jiggles and wobbles against your oxygen-deprived head, making you feel nearly as woozy as she does as well as keeping you helplessly aroused. As the rest of your body dangles against Betty in the air, you raise your hands to her breasts in a **** bid for freedom, but your tiny hands only manage to weakly squeeze her massive tits. Amazingly, Betty still hasn’t noticed you yet, but your efforts do manage to keep an aroused blush on her face, even if she doesn’t know why.

As she walks, Betty eventually kicks the can of beer she discarded while playing with you. She spots it and says, “Oh, right, the beer...The things I do to please my fans” A regretful look on her face, Betty picks up the can and mutters to herself, “Ok, so that explains why I woke up like this. I just hope I didn’t do anything stupid while I was wasted...again.” Having completely forgotten about her time with you, Betty does a quick scan of her room to see if there’s anything out of the ordinary, still oblivious to the tiny man literally under her nose. With every twist and jerk her body makes, her breasts bounce against you more, making you even more dizzy. The longer this goes on, the harder it’ll be for you to explain things to Betty if she does find you. Here’s hoping you can manage to find a chance to escape before she does or that, if she does, she’ll be more accommodating to you than Becky was.

Betty finishes her search and says “well, nothing seems to be out of the ordinary, at least, so I guess that’s a win.” She gives a regretful sigh as she looks over her disheveled clothes and smells the beer coming off her. “I should go fix myself up before someone spots me like this.”