Hung out to dry
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
kentwolf
Cassie decides she doesn't want to risk leaving you in here, as much as she loves her family, she can see Maddie is already back in the zone, on the very yoga mat she had just freed you from and her mother was busy on the treadmill. She quickly spun on her heel and headed back out with you in her hands. As she head outside she glanced down at you, worried at how invisible all your features were, only your eye was faintly visible, so immobile it could be a pattern dyed into an old faded fabric. She bit her bottom lip in a worried way before glancing back up. She paused, seeing a load of wet laundry hanging on the clothes line, drying in the warm days sun. She suddenly had an idea.
"Ok Jake...I think I will hang you up here to reform in peace. If I take you in the house, you might fall somewhere or get misplaced, out here you shouldnn't have any obstacles to your reforming" She explained to you gently, stroking her hand lovingly across your form. You could see the logic to her plan, though you really wanted to stay by her side until you were back to normal.
She reached up and draped a bit of you over the line, before reaching into the hanging peg bag and grabbed a couple of wooden pegs. So used to hangiing washing on the line, she pulled you taut without thinking, so you wouldn't crease, before the pegs snapped shut on either side of you. You felt the painful pinch of them and realised the flaw in the plan. Pulled out as you were in the vice tight grip of the pegs, you wouldn't be able to reform as it was holding you stretched out like a cloth. Cassie however was unaware of her mistake and blew you a loving kiss.
"Come find me when you are back to normal Jake" She said sweetly before heading back into the house, eager to keep herself busy until you were reformed.
You hung there, blowing gently in the summer breeze alongside the laundry. You listened to the birds chirping and the faint sounds of cars. You ried to squirm and struggle but your body had no fight left in it after being crushed so massivly under Kimberly, you were no match for the pegs holding you in place. Eventually you heard the little makeshift gym door open and Kimberly and Maddie walked past you, dabbing their bodies with sweat clothes and chatting to each other, niether of them gave you even a glance as they walked back inside.
You lost all track of time as you saw the sunlight begin to fade, sunset slowly coming as you remained as immobile and silent as you were when your fiance had first hung you up. You heard the back door open and heard the sound of someone unpegging the clothing, the shakes and vibrations as they worked their way down the line. As they got to you, you saw the face of Kimberly, unnpegging the skirt you had been next to for hours, before coming to you. She glanced at you for a momennt, seemingly looking you over before you could swear she looked you right in the eye, however, your vision was blurry still so it was possible you were mistake. Without a word she unpegged you and folded you in on yourself, eclipsing you in darkness as she continued down the line. You felt more and more clothing laid on top of you before the lurching motion as she picked up the basket and carried it back inside.
You listened to the sounds, muffled by the pile of clothing pressing down on your body as Kimberly was doing something. You heard the occasional hiss, wondering what that was ass the pile got lighter and lighter. Finally there was no weight on top off you and then Kimberly hand grabbed you, lifting you up and unfolding you, letting you face the ceiling. What you saw made your blood go cold. Kimberly was holding an iron that let out a hiss of steam as she smoothed you out on the ironing board. She looked you over, stroking her hand over your body before saying,
"Hmm looks like the threads come out of this ones hem...might need to add that back in. wouldn't want it losing its shape" She said, makingn you want to scream. Normal clothes often had a hem around all the edges, if she gave you one of those, you would certainly not be reforming until it was removed.
If your eye could widen, it would at this moment in fear as the iron began decending towards you, the heat and steam already obvious even without it yet touching, your only hope was someone interuppting Kimberly from your fate...
"Ok Jake...I think I will hang you up here to reform in peace. If I take you in the house, you might fall somewhere or get misplaced, out here you shouldnn't have any obstacles to your reforming" She explained to you gently, stroking her hand lovingly across your form. You could see the logic to her plan, though you really wanted to stay by her side until you were back to normal.
She reached up and draped a bit of you over the line, before reaching into the hanging peg bag and grabbed a couple of wooden pegs. So used to hangiing washing on the line, she pulled you taut without thinking, so you wouldn't crease, before the pegs snapped shut on either side of you. You felt the painful pinch of them and realised the flaw in the plan. Pulled out as you were in the vice tight grip of the pegs, you wouldn't be able to reform as it was holding you stretched out like a cloth. Cassie however was unaware of her mistake and blew you a loving kiss.
"Come find me when you are back to normal Jake" She said sweetly before heading back into the house, eager to keep herself busy until you were reformed.
You hung there, blowing gently in the summer breeze alongside the laundry. You listened to the birds chirping and the faint sounds of cars. You ried to squirm and struggle but your body had no fight left in it after being crushed so massivly under Kimberly, you were no match for the pegs holding you in place. Eventually you heard the little makeshift gym door open and Kimberly and Maddie walked past you, dabbing their bodies with sweat clothes and chatting to each other, niether of them gave you even a glance as they walked back inside.
You lost all track of time as you saw the sunlight begin to fade, sunset slowly coming as you remained as immobile and silent as you were when your fiance had first hung you up. You heard the back door open and heard the sound of someone unpegging the clothing, the shakes and vibrations as they worked their way down the line. As they got to you, you saw the face of Kimberly, unnpegging the skirt you had been next to for hours, before coming to you. She glanced at you for a momennt, seemingly looking you over before you could swear she looked you right in the eye, however, your vision was blurry still so it was possible you were mistake. Without a word she unpegged you and folded you in on yourself, eclipsing you in darkness as she continued down the line. You felt more and more clothing laid on top of you before the lurching motion as she picked up the basket and carried it back inside.
You listened to the sounds, muffled by the pile of clothing pressing down on your body as Kimberly was doing something. You heard the occasional hiss, wondering what that was ass the pile got lighter and lighter. Finally there was no weight on top off you and then Kimberly hand grabbed you, lifting you up and unfolding you, letting you face the ceiling. What you saw made your blood go cold. Kimberly was holding an iron that let out a hiss of steam as she smoothed you out on the ironing board. She looked you over, stroking her hand over your body before saying,
"Hmm looks like the threads come out of this ones hem...might need to add that back in. wouldn't want it losing its shape" She said, makingn you want to scream. Normal clothes often had a hem around all the edges, if she gave you one of those, you would certainly not be reforming until it was removed.
If your eye could widen, it would at this moment in fear as the iron began decending towards you, the heat and steam already obvious even without it yet touching, your only hope was someone interuppting Kimberly from your fate...
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March 28, 2025
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