Hard Fought Victory!
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 22
by
copier
· original author:
rpcity
You push yourself up on wobbly legs. Your torso is still flat, but fortunately your legs and arms are functional enough that you can roll the dice. You see that it comes up with a four. That's not bad, but you know that if Tara could make a single day like yesterday, you had to get back to Cassie immediately. Even another day with your aunt was too many.
"Ok Squirt. If you win, your debt to me is cleared. If you lose, you get to spend four more days with your favorite aunt!" Tara says with a smile. "So here's your last challenge," she says, pausing and enjoying the discomfort on your face.
"I have to say, I've been impressed by your willingness to pay off our deal from all those years ago. You haven't even tried to get away. But then I asked myself, what if he just knows that he's not strong enough? After 20 years of being so small, being so overpowered by strong women, if you've just given up? Well, I can't have my favorite nephew being a weakling! So you're going to prove to me that you're not weak. I woke up and put on my favorite thong this morning, just for you Squirt. I've had these for a while though, so they've shrunk on me a bit," she giggles as she talks. You roll your eyes, knowing the more likely explanation for the ill fitting thong.
"Your challenge is to pull them off my ass and fold them neatly. Easy right? Oh, and you need to do this in, let's say 10 minutes?"
You gasp. At just a foot tall, it would take you a couple of minutes just to walk the length of her legs. But you didn't have much opportunity to protest as she set you down on the bed and rolled onto her side, revealing her thong clad ass. Or at least the parts of the thong that weren't swallowed up by her fleshy rear. You pulled at the elastic band, but it barely budged. This was a tight fit all the way around, stretched to it's limits around Tara's waist. It would be hard to stretch it further to pull it down. That was before you managed the challenge of getting it from between her cheeks without getting squished between them yourself.
You climbed up onto her hip and wiggled your body between the fabric and her skin, causing your aunt to giggle a bit at the tickling sensation you made. Your eyes lit up. That was your opportunity!
You pulled yourself forward in a somersault and the full strength of your body was enough to loosen the waistband and take it with you. You continued to roll forward until you felt yourself sink a bit into her thighs. The waistband loosened a bit at that point, but the fabric was still held tight between her cheeks. It was time to put your full plan into motion.
You squirmed out from the fabric and balanced your way up to her hip again, using your small hands to tickle her sensitive flesh. Tara was surprised by your action and laughed out loud. As she laughed, you sprinted back to her thigh and ran through the waistband, using the full force of your body to spring the fabric free from her temporarily parted cheeks.
Tara smiled down at you. "Smart boy!"
You had a feeling you weren't out of the woods yet though, and you were right. Tara slowly started to roll. You slipped from your perch on her thigh and panicked as you saw her flesh cascading toward you. Focused on your goal, you managed to scramble to the edge of the bed where she couldn't pursue you.
Knowing that you were on the clock, you moved back toward Tara cautiously. She pressed her thighs together to try to trap the fabric in place, but her soft flesh was too malleable to secure it and the rest of your journey was safe and uneventful. Even as she tried to snag the thong on her toes, you were able to use your height - thankful that at least her feet were petite - to maneuver them out. She wasn't giving you any updates, so you didn't waste any time. You laid the large piece of thin fabric out on the bed and folded it as neatly as possible before signaling to your aunt that you were done.
"Impressive Squirt! With a minute to spare! I'm glad to see that my nephew isn't helpless after all. Well, as promised, your time in my ass is done. You go ahead and relax and I'll get you out of here," she said with a smile.
"If it's all the same to you Aunt Tara, can you put me back on the table?" you asked, not wanting to risk her "accidentally" sitting on you on the bed.
"Like I said, such a smart little squirt," she said with smile before shifting you from the bed to the table as she jumped in the shower.
Before long, you were in Tara's car pressed beneath her ass as she drove. At least this time, you were on the outside of her pants.
"Ok Squirt. If you win, your debt to me is cleared. If you lose, you get to spend four more days with your favorite aunt!" Tara says with a smile. "So here's your last challenge," she says, pausing and enjoying the discomfort on your face.
"I have to say, I've been impressed by your willingness to pay off our deal from all those years ago. You haven't even tried to get away. But then I asked myself, what if he just knows that he's not strong enough? After 20 years of being so small, being so overpowered by strong women, if you've just given up? Well, I can't have my favorite nephew being a weakling! So you're going to prove to me that you're not weak. I woke up and put on my favorite thong this morning, just for you Squirt. I've had these for a while though, so they've shrunk on me a bit," she giggles as she talks. You roll your eyes, knowing the more likely explanation for the ill fitting thong.
"Your challenge is to pull them off my ass and fold them neatly. Easy right? Oh, and you need to do this in, let's say 10 minutes?"
You gasp. At just a foot tall, it would take you a couple of minutes just to walk the length of her legs. But you didn't have much opportunity to protest as she set you down on the bed and rolled onto her side, revealing her thong clad ass. Or at least the parts of the thong that weren't swallowed up by her fleshy rear. You pulled at the elastic band, but it barely budged. This was a tight fit all the way around, stretched to it's limits around Tara's waist. It would be hard to stretch it further to pull it down. That was before you managed the challenge of getting it from between her cheeks without getting squished between them yourself.
You climbed up onto her hip and wiggled your body between the fabric and her skin, causing your aunt to giggle a bit at the tickling sensation you made. Your eyes lit up. That was your opportunity!
You pulled yourself forward in a somersault and the full strength of your body was enough to loosen the waistband and take it with you. You continued to roll forward until you felt yourself sink a bit into her thighs. The waistband loosened a bit at that point, but the fabric was still held tight between her cheeks. It was time to put your full plan into motion.
You squirmed out from the fabric and balanced your way up to her hip again, using your small hands to tickle her sensitive flesh. Tara was surprised by your action and laughed out loud. As she laughed, you sprinted back to her thigh and ran through the waistband, using the full force of your body to spring the fabric free from her temporarily parted cheeks.
Tara smiled down at you. "Smart boy!"
You had a feeling you weren't out of the woods yet though, and you were right. Tara slowly started to roll. You slipped from your perch on her thigh and panicked as you saw her flesh cascading toward you. Focused on your goal, you managed to scramble to the edge of the bed where she couldn't pursue you.
Knowing that you were on the clock, you moved back toward Tara cautiously. She pressed her thighs together to try to trap the fabric in place, but her soft flesh was too malleable to secure it and the rest of your journey was safe and uneventful. Even as she tried to snag the thong on her toes, you were able to use your height - thankful that at least her feet were petite - to maneuver them out. She wasn't giving you any updates, so you didn't waste any time. You laid the large piece of thin fabric out on the bed and folded it as neatly as possible before signaling to your aunt that you were done.
"Impressive Squirt! With a minute to spare! I'm glad to see that my nephew isn't helpless after all. Well, as promised, your time in my ass is done. You go ahead and relax and I'll get you out of here," she said with a smile.
"If it's all the same to you Aunt Tara, can you put me back on the table?" you asked, not wanting to risk her "accidentally" sitting on you on the bed.
"Like I said, such a smart little squirt," she said with smile before shifting you from the bed to the table as she jumped in the shower.
Before long, you were in Tara's car pressed beneath her ass as she drove. At least this time, you were on the outside of her pants.
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