Talking Over You
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
rpcity
Irina shifted comfortably in her seat for what seemed like the thousandth time since she arrived, sipping on her third glass of wine with her friend with a smirk on her face.
"Ok, now back to the little guy I have buried under me," she said with a chuckle, "We know he's not the most respectful guy in the world, but what else do you know about him? Fill me in. Is he cute? Smart? Cassie is quite a catch, I'm sure he has at least some redeeming qualities. Right?" she asked
Kimberly nearly choked on her wine as she stifled a laugh at her friend's question, but managed an answer.
"Well, he just sat there when I put your wine glass in front of him, even though I told him it wasn't his. He continued to sit there when you walked in, picked up your glass, and squished him. So I think we can eliminate being smart from the equation," she said with a giggle.
Irina smiled. "Probably. Or maybe he just enjoyed the view," she laughed, shifting her hips over your body again. Then, caressing the side of her ass she addressed you. "Was that it Jake? Were you just not able to take your eyes off me long enough to move? Did you want all of this all over you?" she asked laughing, clearly not expecting an answer.
You heard every word the two women said as they laughed at your fate, although their voices were muffled by Irina's thick flesh. Despite your desires, there wasn't a thing you could do to voice your protest.
The curvaceous woman who was squishing you sighed. "Well, that still leaves one question unanswered. Let's get a look at him shall we?" she said before pushing herself to her feet and turning around. Her face fell when she saw the couch was bare and empty. She turned to look at her friend, assuming this had been some odd prank. But Kimberly's face made the truth clear and Irina didn't need to ask what was going on. She simply stuck her round ass out toward her friend and allowed your future mother in law to peel your flattened body off the back of her friend's pants where you had been stuck before handing you over.
"Well?" Kimberly asked awaiting Irina's verdict.
"Hmm," Irina muses, taking a long look at your squished features as you lie twitching in her hands, desperately trying to reform. "Tough to tell, his features are all kind of a mess for some reason," she said with a giggle, "But if they were all in the right place....then...yeah. I think he could be kind of cute. What about you Kimmy? You saw him before he got all squished. What did you think?" she asked.
Kimberly scrunched her face. "He's Cassie's fiance Irina. I can't look at him like that..." she says trailing off. But when her friend gave her a stern look, she sighed. "Ok fine. I hate to say it, but yeah he's a cutie. Ugh I'm still so mad at him though I can't stand the thought of complimenting him," she says with a laugh and a sigh.
Just then, your body finally popped back into place. You found yourself reforming into your normal three dimensional form. You didn't know how long you'd have, so you wanted to use your time wisely.
"Mrs. Smalls," you begin loudly, "I just want to say again how sorry I am that I was so inconsiderate. I - " Your apology is cut off by Irina.
"Ooooh! He is a cutie! Just look at that face! And those little muscles!" she coos loudly, pulling at your arms and rubbing your face roughly. "So, now that he's back in top form, what should we do?" she asks her friend with a giggle.
Kimberly thinks for a moment. "Well, I told him he has a lot of work to do in order to earn my respect and approval. So, he should probably get started right?" she says with a smile. You feel a chill go down your spine at the tone of her voice.
"Ok, now back to the little guy I have buried under me," she said with a chuckle, "We know he's not the most respectful guy in the world, but what else do you know about him? Fill me in. Is he cute? Smart? Cassie is quite a catch, I'm sure he has at least some redeeming qualities. Right?" she asked
Kimberly nearly choked on her wine as she stifled a laugh at her friend's question, but managed an answer.
"Well, he just sat there when I put your wine glass in front of him, even though I told him it wasn't his. He continued to sit there when you walked in, picked up your glass, and squished him. So I think we can eliminate being smart from the equation," she said with a giggle.
Irina smiled. "Probably. Or maybe he just enjoyed the view," she laughed, shifting her hips over your body again. Then, caressing the side of her ass she addressed you. "Was that it Jake? Were you just not able to take your eyes off me long enough to move? Did you want all of this all over you?" she asked laughing, clearly not expecting an answer.
You heard every word the two women said as they laughed at your fate, although their voices were muffled by Irina's thick flesh. Despite your desires, there wasn't a thing you could do to voice your protest.
The curvaceous woman who was squishing you sighed. "Well, that still leaves one question unanswered. Let's get a look at him shall we?" she said before pushing herself to her feet and turning around. Her face fell when she saw the couch was bare and empty. She turned to look at her friend, assuming this had been some odd prank. But Kimberly's face made the truth clear and Irina didn't need to ask what was going on. She simply stuck her round ass out toward her friend and allowed your future mother in law to peel your flattened body off the back of her friend's pants where you had been stuck before handing you over.
"Well?" Kimberly asked awaiting Irina's verdict.
"Hmm," Irina muses, taking a long look at your squished features as you lie twitching in her hands, desperately trying to reform. "Tough to tell, his features are all kind of a mess for some reason," she said with a giggle, "But if they were all in the right place....then...yeah. I think he could be kind of cute. What about you Kimmy? You saw him before he got all squished. What did you think?" she asked.
Kimberly scrunched her face. "He's Cassie's fiance Irina. I can't look at him like that..." she says trailing off. But when her friend gave her a stern look, she sighed. "Ok fine. I hate to say it, but yeah he's a cutie. Ugh I'm still so mad at him though I can't stand the thought of complimenting him," she says with a laugh and a sigh.
Just then, your body finally popped back into place. You found yourself reforming into your normal three dimensional form. You didn't know how long you'd have, so you wanted to use your time wisely.
"Mrs. Smalls," you begin loudly, "I just want to say again how sorry I am that I was so inconsiderate. I - " Your apology is cut off by Irina.
"Ooooh! He is a cutie! Just look at that face! And those little muscles!" she coos loudly, pulling at your arms and rubbing your face roughly. "So, now that he's back in top form, what should we do?" she asks her friend with a giggle.
Kimberly thinks for a moment. "Well, I told him he has a lot of work to do in order to earn my respect and approval. So, he should probably get started right?" she says with a smile. You feel a chill go down your spine at the tone of her voice.
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