First Contact with Tara
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
lifesaver
This time you didn’t even have a moment to touch base with your beautiful fiance before Kimberly’s powerful voice rang out above you.
“So, forgive me if I am pressing too hard on this topic, but was your Aunt Tara always this cruel to you? What about when you two first met?”
You had to think for a moment, the first time you met your terror of an Aunt had been very soon after you and your mother had discovered your squishy characteristics in the first place. In fact, it was so soon after that fateful encounter with your mom that she hadn’t even had a chance to tell anyone about your new “ability” so to speak.
(Flashback begin)
Mere days had passed since your mom’s great fall off of the ladder that ended up with your first time being completely splattered under her massive ass. In the time being the two of you had finished setting up all of your holiday decorations around the house, with Christmas coming up in the next few days. Unfortunately for you, ever since that fateful encounter between you and your mom’s butt she had slowly but surely become less paranoid about your wellbeing. While this was great in part due to the fact that you had a bit more freedom for the first time in your life, it also meant the two of you were starting to have more frequent meetups between your (at that time) 6 inch body and her various gigantic body parts. Luckily for you, this exact moment was not one of those incidents, as you were happily sitting on the couch watching TV while your mom was in the kitchen. However unluckily for you, at that moment you heard a knock at the door. Being a bright-eyed kid without much experience to the world of gigantic women who didn’t know you existed, you were excited at the prospect of meeting another family member! Little did you know that the person you were so eagerly looking forward to meeting would end up being the source of limitless torture for you from that moment on.
Up until that day you had never actually met your Aunt Tara. You had only heard stories from your mom recounting how she was always the most fun-loving, pleasant person to be around when they were growing up. Needless to say this got you very excited to meet another person to have fun with! The reason that you two had yet to meet was because she previously lived across the country with her own family. But for reasons that were not made clear to you, she split from her husband because he “couldn’t take it anymore”. Not being able to understand what that meant until much later, you were still greatly looking forward to meeting her.
A few moments after the knocking your mom came bounding to the door, running past you in a pair of casual black leggings and a loose t-shirt. She swung the door open and a duet of shrieks bellowed loudly out as the two sisters greeted each other. You could just barely see from your perspective the bleached blonde and scantily clad women who must have been your Aunt standing in the doorway. Both being a kid at this point in time as well as the fact that these two women were related to you meant that you had absolutely zero attraction to either of them, but from a purely curious perspective you couldn’t help but notice how outrageously curvy each of their bodies were. You briefly considered hopping off of the couch and running up to greet her, but before you could your mom ushered Aunt Tara into the house and closed the door behind her.
“I’m just about to put some gingerbread cookies in the oven, kick back and relax. I'll come out here and hang in a second!” Your mom exclaimed before giddily speed walking back to the kitchen. You were excited to see just how enthusiastic your mom was to have her sister back in town, so needless to say you couldn’t wait to meet your Aunt. At that moment Tara took a few steps towards you and dropped her bags off by the side of the couch. You were just about to open your mouth and greet her when her enormous thighs brushed past your seated position on the couch, turning around at the same time. Your eyes went wide and you felt a nervous lump in your stomach, preventing you from making even a peep as you could only look up at the tiny pencil skirt struggling to contain the globes of meat that your Aunt called her butt. Not having much experience with these situations yet in your life, you had no idea how to react. Had she really not seen you?
As if to answer the question that your inner monologue posed, Tara’s skirt-covered ass slammed into your half-foot tall body, compressing you and the couch cushion beneath you in an instant. Surprisingly, your body actually made an audible squishing noise as her weight decimated you, prompting a confused look from Tara. She looked around but saw nothing, assuming that it must just be one of the natural creaks of a well-worn couch. The truth was, she had heard about you from your mom, but knew nothing of your squishy characteristics in the slightest. Tara had no reason to think that she possibly had compressed her nephew into a little sticker.
“Alright sis now that I’m single and ready to mingle are we hitting the town and scoring us some guys or what?!” Tara bellowed out towards your mom who was around the corner. She then kicked her feet up on the coffee table in front of her, transferring even more weight onto your completely flattened self.
“Tara, I have to look after Jake now I can’t just be going out willy nilly with you!” Your mom joked back from around the corner. You, obviously, could hear none of what your mom was saying beneath the tons of insulation above you, but you would have appreciated her words if you could have heard them.
“Oh yeah your tiny kid! I still can’t believe he’s just six inches tall, where is he?!” Tara yelled back. In reality she was a bit annoyed that her sister was now such a responsible parent and wasn’t as interested in living the out of control lifestyle that Tara loved. But she was still much more interested to meet a miniature person than she was annoyed at the situation.
“He was right on the couch last time I checked! Just look around!” Your mom yelled back finally before resuming her baking.
Tara immediately furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. She scanned her surroundings and didn’t find a single trace of her 6 inch tall nephew. Just then her eyes shot open in shock. The squish that she heard when she sat down. Her heart began to race. If a six inch tall person was sitting on the couch beneath her when she sat down then there was no chance in hell that he would have survived her weight. Immediately she began to nervously perspire, something you felt just as fast even through the fabric of her skirt. Slowly she lifted her buns off of the couch and began to swipe her ass with her hands, praying that she wouldn’t find anything under her. However, she caught what first felt like a bit of loose fabric then grabbed it tighter and yanked it free. Bringing it around to her frontside she nearly fainted. There was her tiny little nephew, completely squashed flat and not moving in her hands.
Now sitting in your Aunt’s hands you tried to force yourself to move and get your body unstuck. But being so inexperienced with the whole ordeal you couldn’t move a muscle, let alone speak. Immediately Tara began to panic.
“Oh crap I just killed you! Oh god what do I do, I can’t let her catch me like this!” Tara whispered frantically to herself. At that exact moment your mom walked back around the corner and Tara squashed you flat into her fist, hiding you once more.
“Alright the cookies are in the oven, now we just have to frost them when they get out!” Your mom said happily, heading towards the couch to spend some quality time with her sister. When she turned around to plop her equally massive ass onto the couch, Tara had the first of her cunning yet torturous ideas that would follow in the years to come. In a flash she threw your crumpled body onto the cushion right where her sister was going to sit. A split second later you felt the soul-crushing weight of yet another Bigg family member dominate your entire reality. As your mom settled into her seat and started to strike up a conversation with her sister, Tara interrupted her immediately.
“Sis… I don’t know how to tell you this but… you just sat on your son and killed him.” Tara said gravely, leaning forward and touching your mom’s knee in support.
“Huh?” Your mom stood up immediately and reached around to the backside of her ass. Due to its sheer size she struggled finding you for a moment, but once she did she quickly peeled you off and held your flattened body in her hand. She felt bad about crushing you as she never liked to do it on purpose, but looking over at her sister freaking out while knowing that you were actually completely fine caused her to giggle a bit, then break into a full laugh.
Tara was doubly shocked, still assuming that her nephew was dead, and now her sister was laughing?! But just then, after nearly a minute your two dimensional form popped back to normal! In reality you hadn’t been squashed for too long, so it didn’t take you all that long to reform!
“He’s not dead, Tara! Oh my goodness no! He can squish and bend and he’ll always come back to normal!” Your mom exclaimed, telling someone else about your unique qualities for the first time.
Tara was still too stunned for a moment to speak. She wouldn’t have believed what she had just heard if she didn’t witness it only moments prior. Now staring down at you her face went from shock to an ear-to-ear smile as well.
“Are you kiddin me! He’s indestructible and you’ve been worrying about him for all these years! Girl this is great news! Now we can hit the town and party just like we used to without worrying about him!” Tara exclaimed happily. She figured that now knowing that your tiny self would be safe, neither of them would need to preoccupy themselves with your wellbeing. Unfortunately for her, your mom felt otherwise.
“So, forgive me if I am pressing too hard on this topic, but was your Aunt Tara always this cruel to you? What about when you two first met?”
You had to think for a moment, the first time you met your terror of an Aunt had been very soon after you and your mother had discovered your squishy characteristics in the first place. In fact, it was so soon after that fateful encounter with your mom that she hadn’t even had a chance to tell anyone about your new “ability” so to speak.
(Flashback begin)
Mere days had passed since your mom’s great fall off of the ladder that ended up with your first time being completely splattered under her massive ass. In the time being the two of you had finished setting up all of your holiday decorations around the house, with Christmas coming up in the next few days. Unfortunately for you, ever since that fateful encounter between you and your mom’s butt she had slowly but surely become less paranoid about your wellbeing. While this was great in part due to the fact that you had a bit more freedom for the first time in your life, it also meant the two of you were starting to have more frequent meetups between your (at that time) 6 inch body and her various gigantic body parts. Luckily for you, this exact moment was not one of those incidents, as you were happily sitting on the couch watching TV while your mom was in the kitchen. However unluckily for you, at that moment you heard a knock at the door. Being a bright-eyed kid without much experience to the world of gigantic women who didn’t know you existed, you were excited at the prospect of meeting another family member! Little did you know that the person you were so eagerly looking forward to meeting would end up being the source of limitless torture for you from that moment on.
Up until that day you had never actually met your Aunt Tara. You had only heard stories from your mom recounting how she was always the most fun-loving, pleasant person to be around when they were growing up. Needless to say this got you very excited to meet another person to have fun with! The reason that you two had yet to meet was because she previously lived across the country with her own family. But for reasons that were not made clear to you, she split from her husband because he “couldn’t take it anymore”. Not being able to understand what that meant until much later, you were still greatly looking forward to meeting her.
A few moments after the knocking your mom came bounding to the door, running past you in a pair of casual black leggings and a loose t-shirt. She swung the door open and a duet of shrieks bellowed loudly out as the two sisters greeted each other. You could just barely see from your perspective the bleached blonde and scantily clad women who must have been your Aunt standing in the doorway. Both being a kid at this point in time as well as the fact that these two women were related to you meant that you had absolutely zero attraction to either of them, but from a purely curious perspective you couldn’t help but notice how outrageously curvy each of their bodies were. You briefly considered hopping off of the couch and running up to greet her, but before you could your mom ushered Aunt Tara into the house and closed the door behind her.
“I’m just about to put some gingerbread cookies in the oven, kick back and relax. I'll come out here and hang in a second!” Your mom exclaimed before giddily speed walking back to the kitchen. You were excited to see just how enthusiastic your mom was to have her sister back in town, so needless to say you couldn’t wait to meet your Aunt. At that moment Tara took a few steps towards you and dropped her bags off by the side of the couch. You were just about to open your mouth and greet her when her enormous thighs brushed past your seated position on the couch, turning around at the same time. Your eyes went wide and you felt a nervous lump in your stomach, preventing you from making even a peep as you could only look up at the tiny pencil skirt struggling to contain the globes of meat that your Aunt called her butt. Not having much experience with these situations yet in your life, you had no idea how to react. Had she really not seen you?
As if to answer the question that your inner monologue posed, Tara’s skirt-covered ass slammed into your half-foot tall body, compressing you and the couch cushion beneath you in an instant. Surprisingly, your body actually made an audible squishing noise as her weight decimated you, prompting a confused look from Tara. She looked around but saw nothing, assuming that it must just be one of the natural creaks of a well-worn couch. The truth was, she had heard about you from your mom, but knew nothing of your squishy characteristics in the slightest. Tara had no reason to think that she possibly had compressed her nephew into a little sticker.
“Alright sis now that I’m single and ready to mingle are we hitting the town and scoring us some guys or what?!” Tara bellowed out towards your mom who was around the corner. She then kicked her feet up on the coffee table in front of her, transferring even more weight onto your completely flattened self.
“Tara, I have to look after Jake now I can’t just be going out willy nilly with you!” Your mom joked back from around the corner. You, obviously, could hear none of what your mom was saying beneath the tons of insulation above you, but you would have appreciated her words if you could have heard them.
“Oh yeah your tiny kid! I still can’t believe he’s just six inches tall, where is he?!” Tara yelled back. In reality she was a bit annoyed that her sister was now such a responsible parent and wasn’t as interested in living the out of control lifestyle that Tara loved. But she was still much more interested to meet a miniature person than she was annoyed at the situation.
“He was right on the couch last time I checked! Just look around!” Your mom yelled back finally before resuming her baking.
Tara immediately furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. She scanned her surroundings and didn’t find a single trace of her 6 inch tall nephew. Just then her eyes shot open in shock. The squish that she heard when she sat down. Her heart began to race. If a six inch tall person was sitting on the couch beneath her when she sat down then there was no chance in hell that he would have survived her weight. Immediately she began to nervously perspire, something you felt just as fast even through the fabric of her skirt. Slowly she lifted her buns off of the couch and began to swipe her ass with her hands, praying that she wouldn’t find anything under her. However, she caught what first felt like a bit of loose fabric then grabbed it tighter and yanked it free. Bringing it around to her frontside she nearly fainted. There was her tiny little nephew, completely squashed flat and not moving in her hands.
Now sitting in your Aunt’s hands you tried to force yourself to move and get your body unstuck. But being so inexperienced with the whole ordeal you couldn’t move a muscle, let alone speak. Immediately Tara began to panic.
“Oh crap I just killed you! Oh god what do I do, I can’t let her catch me like this!” Tara whispered frantically to herself. At that exact moment your mom walked back around the corner and Tara squashed you flat into her fist, hiding you once more.
“Alright the cookies are in the oven, now we just have to frost them when they get out!” Your mom said happily, heading towards the couch to spend some quality time with her sister. When she turned around to plop her equally massive ass onto the couch, Tara had the first of her cunning yet torturous ideas that would follow in the years to come. In a flash she threw your crumpled body onto the cushion right where her sister was going to sit. A split second later you felt the soul-crushing weight of yet another Bigg family member dominate your entire reality. As your mom settled into her seat and started to strike up a conversation with her sister, Tara interrupted her immediately.
“Sis… I don’t know how to tell you this but… you just sat on your son and killed him.” Tara said gravely, leaning forward and touching your mom’s knee in support.
“Huh?” Your mom stood up immediately and reached around to the backside of her ass. Due to its sheer size she struggled finding you for a moment, but once she did she quickly peeled you off and held your flattened body in her hand. She felt bad about crushing you as she never liked to do it on purpose, but looking over at her sister freaking out while knowing that you were actually completely fine caused her to giggle a bit, then break into a full laugh.
Tara was doubly shocked, still assuming that her nephew was dead, and now her sister was laughing?! But just then, after nearly a minute your two dimensional form popped back to normal! In reality you hadn’t been squashed for too long, so it didn’t take you all that long to reform!
“He’s not dead, Tara! Oh my goodness no! He can squish and bend and he’ll always come back to normal!” Your mom exclaimed, telling someone else about your unique qualities for the first time.
Tara was still too stunned for a moment to speak. She wouldn’t have believed what she had just heard if she didn’t witness it only moments prior. Now staring down at you her face went from shock to an ear-to-ear smile as well.
“Are you kiddin me! He’s indestructible and you’ve been worrying about him for all these years! Girl this is great news! Now we can hit the town and party just like we used to without worrying about him!” Tara exclaimed happily. She figured that now knowing that your tiny self would be safe, neither of them would need to preoccupy themselves with your wellbeing. Unfortunately for her, your mom felt otherwise.
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