Given a chance
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
kentwolf
Cassie looked down at you, you could see the doubt in her eyes. She was clearly doubting that you were really you, no visible features, a tan bit of cloth lying motionless on the desk, but she couldn't risk sewing her fiance to the cushion until she was certain it wasn't him. With a heavy sigh, she turns to Kimberly.
"I'll give him the rest of the day to reform, if there is no change by then, we know for certain it's just fabric, then you can wash it and I will stitch it back in place," She says, Kimberly smiled and nodded in response, gesturing for her daughter to follow her.
"Alright then, let's leave it in peace until later," She said in a motherly tone, but you heard the "It" she clearly didn't believe it was you either. You heard the two women leave and the door click shut as you stared up at the ceiling. You had a goal and a terrifying timeframe, if you didn't reform from this month-long crushing by the evening, you likely would be stitched back even tighter to that cushion, which might end up being your new home.
In the hallway Cassie headed downstairs to watch TV and try to keep her mind off worrying until she could confirm it was you, Kimberly went back to gathering her daughter's dirty clothing from their rooms. Out of her room, Maddie walked, wearing her workout gear.
"Hey Mom," She said casually, causing Kimberly to stop and smile at her daughter. "Do you have any sweat rags I can use? I'm going to work out for a bit but all mine are dirty" Kimberly looked thoughtful before pointing to her study.
"I think I still have a couple in my study, sweetheart. Just pop it in the wash when you are done with it, okay?" She said before turning back to her chore. Maddie smiled and headed to her mother's study.
You heard the door click open, confused who would be disturbing you so soon as you heard the familiar tune of Maddie humming to herself as she walked around. The sound of a few drawers being slid open and shut before her footsteps came over towards you.
"Ah hah, this must be it!" She said triumphantly as her hand reached down and scooped you up. She gave you a sniff and recoiled.
"Not clean...but I guess it's not as bad as my ones are. It'll do" She said and flipped you over her shoulder. You landed with a slap, facing down against her body as she casually walked out of the room. This was terrible, what had she mistaken you for now. You needed to reform!
Maddie casually headed out the house and down the garden to the little gym in the shed. When she got there she stepped onto the treadmill and tossed you over the handrail, letting you drape down from either side. The world was upside down and you felt the vibrations of the treadmill starting up and the thudding footsteps of Maddie beginning her workout. You went back to trying to reform your body, feeling the pinching of your skin where the thread had torn off with your body, leaving it even harder to reform at any speed. Twenty minutes later, the worst happens as Maddie picks you up and wipes you across her face, neck, and upper chest, your body quickly soaking up the accumulated sweat before being flung back over the handrail. You felt the weight of her sweat inside you weighing you down. It tasted horrible but after a month of ass, you didn't really notice much difference.
Maddie went from machine to machine, working herself up to a heavy sweat and pushing herself to her limits constantly, enjoying how absorbant her mother's sweat rag was as it seemed to suck up every last drop. Every time you got sodden, she would twist squeeze the sweat out of you over a drain and start over. Your chances of reforming were a distant memory as she was constantly using you as a cloth and squeezing you out.
Back in the house, Kimberly had come into her study and seen you missing. Confused, she suddenly remembered her conversation with Maddie earlier. With a chuckle she checked the drawer that had her sweat rags in, seeing they were still here she realized the mix-up and smirked to herself. She thought about the situation and an idea formed. She headed up to the attic, found an old tan cushion, and carefully cut the stitching to its cover, seeing it had a similar butt print that you had adorned. She chuckled again and brought it to her study, laying it out where you had been. When Cassie came in to check, she would see the cloth unchanged, realize it wasn't you and then all Kimberly had to do was switch you back and have her daughter put you back in your rightful place. Her computer chair had never been comfier than it had over the last month. It was a much better position for you anyway.
Down in the home gym, all you could taste and smell was sweat, it was ingrained into you, it was part of you. Maddie finally finished her workout and grabs you, flipping you over her shoulder with a soggy slap, and heads back inside. In the kitchen she pours herself a nice cold drink, Kimberly was just preparing dinner when she sees Maddie with a very well-used sweat rag draped over her shoulder.
"You look like you've made good use of that cloth," She said with a chuckle, knowing it must have been hellish for you.
"I can pop it in the wash with your workout stuff right now if you like" She offered, wanting to make sure she knew where you were for when she needed to do the switch.
"Thanks, Mom that would be great," Maddie said, Eagerly stripping down, It was only her family around so nudity wasn't a concern. You were tossed to Kimberly in amongst the bundle of sweat-soaked garments and she carried you to the laundry room. You tumbled in with the rest of Maddie's workout gear and stared up in silent fear at Kimberly's face as she poured in the detergent.
The lid was closed and the machine started up, you continued to try to reform. You had no plans of being tucked away for a future workout in some drawer, nor did you want to risk getting stuck to any of Maddie's workout clothes, you just wanted to be you again and hold Cassie!
"I'll give him the rest of the day to reform, if there is no change by then, we know for certain it's just fabric, then you can wash it and I will stitch it back in place," She says, Kimberly smiled and nodded in response, gesturing for her daughter to follow her.
"Alright then, let's leave it in peace until later," She said in a motherly tone, but you heard the "It" she clearly didn't believe it was you either. You heard the two women leave and the door click shut as you stared up at the ceiling. You had a goal and a terrifying timeframe, if you didn't reform from this month-long crushing by the evening, you likely would be stitched back even tighter to that cushion, which might end up being your new home.
In the hallway Cassie headed downstairs to watch TV and try to keep her mind off worrying until she could confirm it was you, Kimberly went back to gathering her daughter's dirty clothing from their rooms. Out of her room, Maddie walked, wearing her workout gear.
"Hey Mom," She said casually, causing Kimberly to stop and smile at her daughter. "Do you have any sweat rags I can use? I'm going to work out for a bit but all mine are dirty" Kimberly looked thoughtful before pointing to her study.
"I think I still have a couple in my study, sweetheart. Just pop it in the wash when you are done with it, okay?" She said before turning back to her chore. Maddie smiled and headed to her mother's study.
You heard the door click open, confused who would be disturbing you so soon as you heard the familiar tune of Maddie humming to herself as she walked around. The sound of a few drawers being slid open and shut before her footsteps came over towards you.
"Ah hah, this must be it!" She said triumphantly as her hand reached down and scooped you up. She gave you a sniff and recoiled.
"Not clean...but I guess it's not as bad as my ones are. It'll do" She said and flipped you over her shoulder. You landed with a slap, facing down against her body as she casually walked out of the room. This was terrible, what had she mistaken you for now. You needed to reform!
Maddie casually headed out the house and down the garden to the little gym in the shed. When she got there she stepped onto the treadmill and tossed you over the handrail, letting you drape down from either side. The world was upside down and you felt the vibrations of the treadmill starting up and the thudding footsteps of Maddie beginning her workout. You went back to trying to reform your body, feeling the pinching of your skin where the thread had torn off with your body, leaving it even harder to reform at any speed. Twenty minutes later, the worst happens as Maddie picks you up and wipes you across her face, neck, and upper chest, your body quickly soaking up the accumulated sweat before being flung back over the handrail. You felt the weight of her sweat inside you weighing you down. It tasted horrible but after a month of ass, you didn't really notice much difference.
Maddie went from machine to machine, working herself up to a heavy sweat and pushing herself to her limits constantly, enjoying how absorbant her mother's sweat rag was as it seemed to suck up every last drop. Every time you got sodden, she would twist squeeze the sweat out of you over a drain and start over. Your chances of reforming were a distant memory as she was constantly using you as a cloth and squeezing you out.
Back in the house, Kimberly had come into her study and seen you missing. Confused, she suddenly remembered her conversation with Maddie earlier. With a chuckle she checked the drawer that had her sweat rags in, seeing they were still here she realized the mix-up and smirked to herself. She thought about the situation and an idea formed. She headed up to the attic, found an old tan cushion, and carefully cut the stitching to its cover, seeing it had a similar butt print that you had adorned. She chuckled again and brought it to her study, laying it out where you had been. When Cassie came in to check, she would see the cloth unchanged, realize it wasn't you and then all Kimberly had to do was switch you back and have her daughter put you back in your rightful place. Her computer chair had never been comfier than it had over the last month. It was a much better position for you anyway.
Down in the home gym, all you could taste and smell was sweat, it was ingrained into you, it was part of you. Maddie finally finished her workout and grabs you, flipping you over her shoulder with a soggy slap, and heads back inside. In the kitchen she pours herself a nice cold drink, Kimberly was just preparing dinner when she sees Maddie with a very well-used sweat rag draped over her shoulder.
"You look like you've made good use of that cloth," She said with a chuckle, knowing it must have been hellish for you.
"I can pop it in the wash with your workout stuff right now if you like" She offered, wanting to make sure she knew where you were for when she needed to do the switch.
"Thanks, Mom that would be great," Maddie said, Eagerly stripping down, It was only her family around so nudity wasn't a concern. You were tossed to Kimberly in amongst the bundle of sweat-soaked garments and she carried you to the laundry room. You tumbled in with the rest of Maddie's workout gear and stared up in silent fear at Kimberly's face as she poured in the detergent.
The lid was closed and the machine started up, you continued to try to reform. You had no plans of being tucked away for a future workout in some drawer, nor did you want to risk getting stuck to any of Maddie's workout clothes, you just wanted to be you again and hold Cassie!
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March 28, 2025
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