Inktober #09 - Pressure

"Ouch! Shit shit shit," Liz, a curvy and tall cowgirl, complained as she sat down on the floor. She had stumbled awkwardly and had fallen down after several steps, rolling on the floor until she collided with the wall. Luckily, she was strong enough to withstand such a hit without damage.

"At least you didn't laugh at my clumsiness," she told her friend Laura. She only heard a kind of unintelligible murmur of response. She looked around and did not see her petite friend.

"Laura, where are you?" she asked concerned.

“Uh…here!” Laura said.

The voice came from behind the cowgirl, and she felt a weird movement in her butt. When she looked behind her and saw no one there it dawned on her. Laura must be stuck to her somehow like a living sticker.

"Laura! But how?" Liz yelled.

“W-w-when you… f-fell… you fell into me, and I fell. After that all I remember is colliding with the wall and feeling a gigantic pressure pushing against my feet.” Laura said. She was moving around a bit, trying to loosen herself. She was at least able to move her mouth and talk easier at this point.

Liz peeled Laura off her butt and looked at the kind of sticker she had become. She noticed that not only her moldable body had been crushed, but her clothes as well. After a few seconds, Liz gave her friend a wicked look.

"As I suspected, you're naked! You've been shaping your body like clothes!" Liz said laughing.

“I can save a lot on clothes, okay?! AND DON'T LAUGH… Because of you I am a sticker now,” said Laura.

"Take it easy, I'll take care of it," Liz said. She took a deep breath, filling her large lungs as she held Laura. With a firm kiss, she began to blow air into her friend, inflating her body like a balloon until it returned to its original state.

"There you go!" Liz said proudly, while her friend touched her lips as a blush crept up into her cheeks.