The Newbie's Prize

Rachel shivered as the cool, felt tip brushed against her bum. She could only imagine what had been drawn and written. She giggled as it squeaked against her skin. "Jeeze, you'd think it's a mouse or something..."

The redhead put her hands against the chair's legs and pushed. Her newly illustrated bum smooshed against the wood, but to no avail. "Nnnnngh!" she groaned. "Oh Janet...I think I'm stuuuuuck." she playfully whined.

Janet threw the red sharpie down to the floor, admiring her handiwork. She had some ideas on how she might be able to get Rachel to show this off to the world—the idea was sort of tied into the contest she had for getting their buttplugs out. She would fill in her lovely redheaded friend on all of that a little later.

When Rachel started whining about being stuck, Janet would give her another shove, just to confirm that there wasnâ€t any getting her through. “Hmm, seems like it,” the Lakota girl would intone, getting up and going over to retrieve the body oil. “Looks like weâ€ll need a little bit of this, huh?”

Rachel smiled. "Weeeell...if you insist." She said coyly, pushing her bum against the frame.

(Hit submit too soon!) Rachel smiled. "Weeeell...if you insist." She said coyly, pushing her bum against the frame. Her bum squished again, and she wiggled it playfull as she awaited the lathering. "Be sure to get everywhere, Janet!" She teased.

“Oh, I promise, Tracy, Iâ€ll be sure to give it a nice, thorough coat of this stuff,” Janet affirmed, squeezing some of the oil onto her redheaded friendâ€s plush bottom. Then, she would get to work, pressing her hands into the goop and beginning to spread it across Rachelâ€s delicious derrière. She would focus on the sides, where it would be needed, but couldnâ€t help having a little fun, poking a finger in between Rachelâ€s cheeks to spread the slick substance all the way up to her asshole.

Rachel squirmed and shivered as the cold, liquid painted her skin. "Ohhhh...Janet..ohh yea..." she breathed airily. The Lakota's finger drove her wild, and the lubed slit was becoming even wetter with anticipation.

Once Janet had given the redheadâ€s ass a nice, firm coating of the body oil, she put the cap back on the bottle and tossed it to the side, now ready to start trying to push the girl out of the wooden chair. Placing one hand on each butt cheek, the Native American girl would grin and bend over her friend, whispering “You ready, sweetie?” just before she began to push.

Before Rachel could answer, she squeaked in surprise as Janet's hands sunk into her posterier. She placed her hands on the side of the chair and pushed as well, squirming while the chair creaked under her weight. "Nnnnngh!" she groaned, her ass smooshing and flattening against the wood frame.

Janet kept pushing, trying desperately to get her redheaded friend through the chair just as she had squeezed through a few minutes before. She could see Rachelâ€s rear end begin to slowly slide its way through; she was just hoping that they could get her out soon so that they could move forward with the final few events they had planned before Janetâ€s term of indentured sex servitude to Racy Tracy ran its course!

Rachel groaned as her rump slowly lost in it's resistance. The two girls worked in synch, but they got no where fast. Rachel collapsed in her arms, panting. "May..maybe a different kind of 'pushing' will work." she suggested, looking behind at Janet and waggling her eyebrows