Pyrrha's Lonely Movie Night

Pyrrha groaned unhappily after Nora failed to answer yet again, her friends really were ghosting her today for some reason. It had started with Jaune who had disappeared that morning and was a no-show during class, they would have been concerned if he hadn't left a note saying he had something important to do today and would be back later. It was still strange for him to go without saying anything, but they assumed it was just something he didn't want them prying into. Not wanting to deploy down a team member however they decided to take the night off and just enjoy some movies together, but Lie oddly didn't show up for supper. Her and Nora had then recieved a text explaining he also had to take care of something and to watch the movie without them, the girls were even more confused but still decided to respect his privacy. But now after Nora had supposedly gone ahead of her Pyrrha ended up finding an empty room, with her roommate refusing to even answer her calls. At this point Pyrrha half-felt like they were all in cahoots and were pranking her or something, they probably expected her to panic and go running around campus looking for them or something. Pyrrha was far too tired to play along with such a farce though, and figured she would just head to bed. After kicking off her shoes and slipping off her skirt Pyrrha made it to their common room, and suddenly noticed that a bowl of chips seemed to have been freshly poured. Not only that but Nora's weapon Magnhild was propped against the wall, maybe she hadn't actually ditched her and had just left for a bit? Feeling a bit ashamed at doubting her friends Pyrrha gave up on sleeping early and headed for the couch with a smile, grabbing the bowl of chips and placing it on the couch before plopping her rear beside it. The couch felt a bit lumpy but a bit of grinding and bouncing seemed to flatten it out, and the now comfortable Huntress flipped on her favourite show and started snacking on some chips while she waited for Nora to get back. But after an hour of so of watching she realized her friend really must have ditched her for something, but now absorbed in the programme she continued watching after giving out a dissapointed sigh. She ended up actually falling asleep to the lull of the television, slumped back against the couch she snored the night away in her oddly lonely living quarters.

Needless to say, Nora's friends were far less unfaithful than she thought they were. A mysterious group of figures had ambushed them one by one and shrunk them, before leaving them unconcious in dangerous positions. Lie had awoken on a field of scratchy fabric, which after glancing around her realized was actually the couch in the teams shared living space. His body was still too sluggish to get up, and he watched groggily as his teammate Pyrrha entered the room before hurriedly closing his eyes in embaressment when his friend started undressing herself unaware of his presence. His chivalry ended up being his downfall however since by the time he cautiously opened his eyes once more the panty-clad ass of his teammate was blotting out the sky above him, and slammed onto him like a meteor without any further warning. The crushing weight was offset somewhat by the cushioned couch but was still painful, and the bug-sized hunter was finding it hard to breath under the smothering embrace of Pyrrha's musky undergarments. Squirming both out of panic and shame at being in such an uncompromising position Lie seemed only to invite more suffering, as his titanic friend suddenly grinded and twisted him beneath her plump rear, the friction searing him painfully as he was dragged like a toy under a Greek bum. His unwitting friend turned torturer than started bouncing on top of him like a ball, flattening him against her posterior more and more until he was practically a sticker on it. He bizzarely wasn't dead, but with the painful ache of his stretched form and being forced to and taste the salty sweat and gastric haze coming off of the hardworking huntress, he wished he was. Nora on the other hand was currently begging for her life with frantic gusto, as the gaping maw of her unknowing teammate grew closer and closer. She had awoken atop of a potato chip while it was already in the grasp of the peckish Pyrrha, and was currently too far up to jump even if her legs would listen to her and wake up. She shrieked as loud and waved as hard as she could trying to get her friends attention, but to her muted horror she was still passed through the moist lips before all light was shut-out, and her world became a tumbling and crushing hell as she was chewed and shifted around the Huntresses mouth like a wad of gum. In agony but somehow still alive the twitching girl was suddenly gulped down into the cramped and sticky slide of her captors esophagus, and could only wonder halfheartedly as she slowly approached the awaiting stomach what she had ever done to deserve this. As the night progressed a broken Nora slowly made her way through the digestive track of her friend who she doubted she could ever look at the same way again, while Lie was assaulted both by the numbing weight and stretching of the omniprescent ass that may as well have been his god, and cursing the day he was ever born everytime a rumbling hurricane of gas cannoned out of sphincter that only a thin layer of fabric kept seperate from him. Both could only hope that they would somehow be found and saved, but held little hope. As for Jaune, who's torment had actually started long before either of them, his thoughts were going in a far different direction...