Shrinker on the Orient Express (17) - Budapest to Belgrade

His pinky finger slipped. Dom was in agony as his forearms burned with the effort of holding his entire body weight on that piece of string. He had both hands firmly wrapped around his lifeline, but as he got more and more tired, his fingers started to peel off, one by one. He guessed that he had only been there for a few minutes, but after the exhausting couple of days he had had, it was all he could do to not let himself plummet to the ground below.

Everytime he heard footsteps in the corridor, his hope was reignited, but that same hope was dashed when no one walked through the door. The 1cm-tall Englishman didn't know how much more he could take, as his ring fingers slipped. The sudden jolt in his weight shot through his right shoulder and pain burned his muscles.

He groaned as he felt the grip go and his right hand fell off of the string. His body swung to the side and he squeezed his left hand as hard as he could. The weight through his left arm was excruciating, but he still held on, throwing every last bit of strength he had left in him into staying on the string.

CLICK. WHOOSH.

The door to the cabin on the Orient Express swung open once more, but this time, Dom didn't care who came in. All he had to do was to get their attention, and then he didn't have to hang into the string. He hadn't thought far beyond that, but it was certainly the most pressing issue at the time. He patiently waited for someone to enter but no one did. He left himself slipping …

***

Nora was glad that she had caught the ticket collector outside of her cabin. She loved night time trains but she intended to sleep, so the last thing she wanted was for her ticket to be checked when she was already in bed. Especially given the heat of the summer, she wasn't sure she would be entirely presentable.

The 41-year-old accountant was on her way to her cousin's wedding, where she was to be one of the bridesmaids. She had not yet found a long term partner of her own, but the sex was certainly always good for bridesmaids. The 5'10" brunette had a warm face and a mop of curly, chestnut hair that fell to her jawline. She had certainly let herself go over the past few years and the youthful face was puffed up by constant overeating. Her doctor had told her that she was classed as "obese" but that meant little to the woman. She knew that she was hefty, but she didn't care too much. That was, until it got to summer, and the extra fat on her body made her sweat river.

Still, Nora was lucky enough for the weight to settle in the best possible places, as was evident from her huge, EE-cup breasts and the absolutely monstrous ass behind her. She had seduced many men with her bodacious curves, but sadly none of them stuck around the morning after.

She had packed all of her clothes into two suitcases which she shoved through the door to the cabin as she searched her handbag for her ticket. She had opted for a sundress in the freakishly warm weather, but was somewhat regretting it as deep sweat stains marked rings beneath her arms and under her bosom. At least it was helping her to air out, with a short hemline revealing her legs up to her knees, no sleeves to constrict her arms, and a broad cleavage to let the excess heat out. She found the ticket and handed it to the man to get stamped, noticing keenly that his eyes were fixed on the aforementioned cleavage.

***

Dom watched two bags roll into the cabin, but still no passenger entered. He was starting to abandon any hope of getting noticed, but maybe he could just fall onto someone. Maybe that wouldn't be as painful as the straight drop to the carpet. He closed his eyes, ready to let go but unable to give up until the last ounce of energy left his body.

He lost his grip. Dom's eyes shot open as the string started to pull away from him and he felt an all too familiar weightlessness. As he descended, his body spun around and he laid eyes on a woman as she stepped through the door. She was a truly colossal creature, as wide as the doorway and plump in all the right places.

Dom only had a moment to take in any details about her, or to cry for help, before the two collided. He opened his mouth, but it was already too late. Dom watched in defeat as her face shot by him and he narrowly missed her nose. He moved to flail, but struck her before he got the chance.

His puny body plopped onto the huge, bare top of Nora's right breast, the pillowy mound absorbing the impact. While he bounced clean into the air, the woman didn't even register his presence, as he fell back onto her bosom and started to roll towards the middle. Dom threw his arms out, but had no luck in finding a grip point on the desert of milky flesh.

As the giantess pulled the door shut behind her, the pathetic little man vanished into the deep chasm of her cleavage, his body already lathered in her sweat, which helped to lubricate his passage into the tight crevice between the two colossal boobs.

***

Nora didn't even blink as she slammed the door shut and let out a long sigh of relief. She had been standing around that hot station all afternoon and she was ready to put her feet up. She sauntered over to the windows to make the room a little more private.

***

Dom slid down the crack like a penny down the side of a couch. His whole body was pressed into the giantess's right breast by her left, his face skidding along the soft, hot flesh. There had been a sheen of sweat on the top surface of the mammoth mammaries, but the situation was a lot worse in the dark, humid space between them. As he slid down, it was all Dom could do to shut his eyes tight and keep his lips sealed, as the salty, sticky fluid drenched his face, worming its way into his nostrils where it burned his insides.

He gagged and choked as he began to slow, inadvertently letting the vile slime into his mouth. The huge woman's sweat sucked the moisture out of his tongue, and made him want to vomit, but he swallowed it down, not wanting to get stuck face to face with his own sick.

As he slid further, the pressure started to grow stronger, and he felt like the heavy bosom was actively crushing him. In fact, the huge tits were themselves being squished together by an old bra that was now a few sizes too small.

When he finally came to a stop, he was still in the colossal woman's cleavage, but he had been swallowed up so totally by the two huge breasts that he was completely hidden. Even Nora didn't notice him stuck in her rack, so small was he compared to it.

***

Nora scratched at the side of the bra, frowning as she realized that this was one of the tighter ones. She had obviously bought bigger ones as she had put on weight, but this was one of her sexiest sets. She decided that she was going to make the effort to bag some groomsmen, so sexy lingerie was a must. Normally, the black, lacy brazier would have been a treat, but she could hardly breathe in it and her girls were almost spilling out.

She decided that they would have to go, but she couldn't remove them while the windows were wide open.

***

Dom felt each footstep the giantess took, as they sent violent reverberations up into her bust. The fleshy walls absorbed most of the impact, but the little bounce they did allowed him to slip a little further down each time, and were punctuated by her boobs swinging back together and smashing him just a little. After a few more steps, Dom started to feel himself slipping again. He tried to move his arms to find something to hold, but he was pinned flat by the huge orbs and could do nothing of the sort.

As he descended below the midpoint of her cleavage, the gigantic tits curved out again and he slid along the surface of the right planet-sized bulge, the coating of sweating holding him against it. All of a sudden he felt fabric on his back and the pressure from the breasts felt more like weight. Dom screamed, but his voice was muffled by the humongous boob that he was now under, being squashed between it and the cup of the woman's bra.

***

Nora stopped by the table and set her handbag down. She then reached over to pull down the blinds, hoping to get enough privacy to strip off her sweaty clothes. She leaned forward as she dragged down the heavy blinds until they finally fell to the windowsill, casting the cabin into a dim gloom, the only light coming from the lamps on the walls.

***

The shrunken man's rollercoaster wasn't over yet. He felt everything tilting as the giantess leaned over and her breasts were thrust forward. Dom started to slip once more, this time along the bottom of the boob. He felt his face sliding from soft skin to a more firm, wrinkled surface. The giantess then suddenly straightened up again, and the full weight of her titties slammed into him, fixing him in place, with her face pressed against the brunette's areola.

***

With a big sigh, Nora kicked off her shoes and grabbed the bottom of her dress. In one fluid motion she hoisted it up over her hips and then whipped it off over her head, tossing the sweaty garment to the side as her bosom jiggled from the maneuver.

She had no idea that inside her bra, the helpless little Dom was being thrown up and down along with the massive mammary, and being battered and beaten by its mass until it came to rest on top of him, smothering him with it's hot, musky embrace.

Nora frowned at the dripping sweat on her armpits and the collection under the fold of skin between her boobs and her belly. She needed to let her body breathe. Reaching behind her back, she went to unclasp her bra.

Dom felt like he was in a vice as the gigantic woman's reach pushed her chest out, and the tremendous tits were forced deeper into the struggling bra cups. Dom was sure that his body would explode, just pop in the pressure. When the clasp finally came loose, it was like he had been shot. The bra leapt forward, almost propelled off of the woman's giant boobs as they shed the undersized undergarment.

Unfortunately for Dom, he had been pushed a little too deep into the limited padding on the bra, and he came right off of the sweaty woman with it.

Nora chuckled as her bra popped off and fell onto the bed. She grabbed it up and tossed it over one of the bars in the luggage rack that was overhead, letting the drenched fabric air out. Dom remained pinned to the inside of her right cup as the bra hung free. He dared a glance down and thankfully saw a bed beneath him. A he had to do was to pull himself free, then he could drop onto the bed in relative safety.

Sadly, these plans didn't last long as the giantess apun around and plopped down onto the bed. Dom could see the top of her head, her hair slack with perspiration. Her face was hard to make out from above, but he certainly saw the huge pair of mountains on her chest. Even from so far away he could still feel their impressive weight. He certainly didn't want to fall back in between them.

It must have been later than Dom thought, because just as the train started to move again, the giantess rolled into the bed and flicked off the lights in the cabin. Dom couldn't believe his luck: she was going to sleep. This would give him the perfect chance to get near to her face, get her attention, and hopefully escape.