Property of Irina
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
lilmonie
As you heard the bag plop down and the zipper begin to open, you felt light pour in on you for the first time since yesterday afternoon. Being trapped in such a musty and tight space overnight really made you appreciate the sudden gust of fresh air and light that greeted you. You had also hoped to be greeted by your gorgeous fiancée’s face, but instead you were greeted by the daunting sight of her mother, Kimberly! Her face was somewhat far away, slightly obscured by her large breast’s straining against a simple teal tank top; she must have placed her gym bag onto a bench to get out what she needed.
Kimberly didn’t even spare you a glance as she focused on finding what she wanted for today’s gym session. ‘Let’s see, today I wanted to try that new class...what was it called? BootyPump, or maybe Sweat-for-Summer?’ Kimberly thought before deciding regardless she’d need the same general stuff. Withdrawing her yoga mat and tennis shoes, you were shoved to the side by her digging hands. Tossing the flip flops she’d worn in into her gym bag, you felt one land right next to you as the top of it toppled over to suffocate you in the warm fragrance of Kimberly’s rank sole. You chocked and struggled but your arms and legs didn’t budge an inch, still far too crushed from yesterday’s chain of beatings from the whole lot of Smalls women, barring the angel Cassie of course.
Digging through her bag for a hair scrunchie, Kimberly’s hands lightly brushed against your flattened form before returning to probe you more. Grabbing you up in her firm grip, Kimberly pulled you from your prison before staring down at you in her hand with an uncaring and cool expression. Your tanned form was about a one foot by two foot long rectangle, just about uniform in shape and dimensions of a standard dish towel. It was only now that you were out of the deep depths of Kimberly’s bag did you get a view of your surroundings. You were in the women’s locker room surrounded by about a dozen women scattered sparsely around! Not only that, but you happened to notice at least half of them either had a lengthy tan colored towel hanging around their neck or tucked into the waistband of their leggings!
“What’s this? I had an extra towel in here?” Kimberly whispered to herself in mild confusion. You peered up at Kimberly and suddenly noticed she too had a tan towel looped around her neck! Kimberly looked back and forth between her own towel and you in her hand before the smallest grin peeked it’s way into her lips. You weren’t sure what she was thinking but you began to hope maybe some part of you was visible and she had actually recognized you as her potential son-in-law and not just another gym towel!
Before you could get any confirmation, you saw a hand tap onto Kimberly’s shoulder before a feminine voice shrieked out, “Hey, Kim!!”. Startled by the sudden greeting Kim tossed you into the air as she spun to face the lady, causing you to gently float down onto the cold locker room floor right in between the pink sneakers of this curvy new woman.
“Oh, Irina, you scared me!” Kimberly exchanged greetings with her friend before you saw this Irina lady peer down at you and extend a hand to pick you up. Her hand was soft yet a bit clammy as she raised you up to her face. Being the first time you’d seen this woman, you were a bit awestruck by her generous features. Her short black hair hung stylishly and complimenting her shining, innocent, and kind eyes. But besides that you couldn’t help but observe the body on this newcomer. A skimpy sports bra looked ready to tear as it contained her overflowing fleshy white tits, and a gray pair of spandex shorts adorned her like a second skin. A sparkling sheen of sweat was coating her body, and her skin looked flush with vitality as she’d clearly been doing some kind of exercise.
“What the hell? How did you manage to get two towels and I can’t even get one!” Irina belted out hanging you as evidence in front of Kimberly.
Kimberly merely rolled her eyes at Irina’s childish whine before retorting sassily, “Well maybe if you stopped reducing them to shreds the manager would reinstate your privileges!” Irina scoffed before crossing her arms, causing you to mush into her plushy left breast, looking to the side and donning a pouty face fit with jutted lip and all.
“You know why that happens! Don’t make fun of me for it!” Kimberly merely laughed in response to the start of Irina’s justification before Irina continued, “I have to sit on a towel when I ride the exercise bike! It keeps my butt from getting all soaked and icky! I will admit it does make the towel a...disposable contrivance, heh heh...”. Kimberly was snickering at this point only making Irina even more defensive, “That’s not the point, though! It’s not fair you would get two and I can’t have any!”
Some mischievous thoughts were stirring in Kimberly’s head as she thought over what Irina had said. She wasn’t sure, but it seemed quite likely somehow Cassie’s little man had ended up inside her very own gym bag, and even better he was still in the shape of a standard towel. A light bulb suddenly clicked on in her mind as she thought of a way to get you away from her daughter for a bit, as well as test your competence as a potential member of the family. Feigning total innocence and generosity, Kimberly merely replied to Irina saying, “Alright fine, you’re free to keep it then. Just try not to tear it like you do with all your other rags. It’s still the gym’s after all.” A cold chill befell you as Kimberly’s words sank in. She was really giving you away, even if in ignorance, to this woman you’d never met and who had a body fit to pummel you the likes of which you’ve never experienced.
“No promises~” Irina sang out playfully. You’d gulp in anxiety if you could as you realized the woman holding you in her palm was totally unaware a squishy young man even existed, and she now thought you were her very own property!
Squealing with delight at having her way, Irina bounced in place in joy causing you, and her ridiculous curves, to swing around chaotically. “Oh thank you, thank you, thank you, Kimmie! You’re so sweet!” Leaping onto Kimberly in a caring hug, you felt your body get sandwiched between these two giantesses as Irina gripped her tight, both pairs of pillowy breasts now strangling the life out of you and keeping you nice and flat.
Gently pushing Irina off, Kimberly winced as she felt a slick of her friends sweat rub off on her. “Geez, Irina, why are you already all sweaty? The class hasn’t even started yet!” Irina casually took the hand bearing you and nervously rubbed the back of her head, causing you to get a face full of silky black hair that admittedly had an alluring aroma to it that washed over you.
“Oh, this is just from warming up for a few minutes upstairs...you know I tend to overheat when I get around to exercising!” Irina donned a sheepish grin as she peered down at her shoes in mild embarrassment. Feeling a light droplet of sweat dripping down her thigh, she knew her shorts must already be starting to darken a bit as they soaked up the hot and sticky fluid.
It was true her curves made her body produce an extra bought of heat, but mainly she knew she got so sweaty when she exercised due to how little she got around to working out. Simple yoga and her flawless genetics alone seemed to be more than enough to keep her waist trim and her butt tight. She was a bit embarrassed by how strangely often her booty managed to bump into things but that was far outweighed by how proud she was to have a drop dead gorgeous figure.
Not wanting to belittle her closest friend, Kimberly encouragingly replied, “Hey, whatever keeps your body cool right? The more the better!” Irina felt much better hearing this and barked out a simple “Yep!” with a cheery bit of pep and a newfound smile. Without another word, Irina went ahead and tucked you into the waistband of her shorts like so many of the other girls seemed to be doing, subjecting you to the first up close assault of Irina’s body. Her shorts really did act as a second skin, sealing all her body heat and sweat in a foggy miasma of stench just beneath the surface of her sexy exterior. You winced as your mouth made contact with this woman’s salty bare thigh flesh and tried to scream for mercy that never came.
Bouncing her way out of the locker room, Kimberly and Irina ventured their way to the gyms studio, your body swaying freely and chaotically with every swag of Irina’s hips. They quickly laid out their mats and began stretching as they waited for the class to start. Finally your head was pulled free from Irina’s hip as she withdrew you to work you around the rest of her body. Swiping you with ease along her doughy thighs and slender arms, Irina purred feeling how smooth you felt against her moist skin. You on the other hand were not feeling appreciative as your face was dragged along your kidnappers skin, forced to get a tour of all the tastes and smells Irina’s body could whip up.
Squeezing you in her palm, Irina was shocked to find no fluid poured out and her sweat was totally wiped up! With glee Irina decided this little rag just might be able to handle all her body’s needs! Looking up at this clueless woman through stinging eyes, you saw a sly grin growing on her pretty face. You knew this meant nothing but trouble for you as you lay helplessly in the palm of her hand.
Kimberly didn’t even spare you a glance as she focused on finding what she wanted for today’s gym session. ‘Let’s see, today I wanted to try that new class...what was it called? BootyPump, or maybe Sweat-for-Summer?’ Kimberly thought before deciding regardless she’d need the same general stuff. Withdrawing her yoga mat and tennis shoes, you were shoved to the side by her digging hands. Tossing the flip flops she’d worn in into her gym bag, you felt one land right next to you as the top of it toppled over to suffocate you in the warm fragrance of Kimberly’s rank sole. You chocked and struggled but your arms and legs didn’t budge an inch, still far too crushed from yesterday’s chain of beatings from the whole lot of Smalls women, barring the angel Cassie of course.
Digging through her bag for a hair scrunchie, Kimberly’s hands lightly brushed against your flattened form before returning to probe you more. Grabbing you up in her firm grip, Kimberly pulled you from your prison before staring down at you in her hand with an uncaring and cool expression. Your tanned form was about a one foot by two foot long rectangle, just about uniform in shape and dimensions of a standard dish towel. It was only now that you were out of the deep depths of Kimberly’s bag did you get a view of your surroundings. You were in the women’s locker room surrounded by about a dozen women scattered sparsely around! Not only that, but you happened to notice at least half of them either had a lengthy tan colored towel hanging around their neck or tucked into the waistband of their leggings!
“What’s this? I had an extra towel in here?” Kimberly whispered to herself in mild confusion. You peered up at Kimberly and suddenly noticed she too had a tan towel looped around her neck! Kimberly looked back and forth between her own towel and you in her hand before the smallest grin peeked it’s way into her lips. You weren’t sure what she was thinking but you began to hope maybe some part of you was visible and she had actually recognized you as her potential son-in-law and not just another gym towel!
Before you could get any confirmation, you saw a hand tap onto Kimberly’s shoulder before a feminine voice shrieked out, “Hey, Kim!!”. Startled by the sudden greeting Kim tossed you into the air as she spun to face the lady, causing you to gently float down onto the cold locker room floor right in between the pink sneakers of this curvy new woman.
“Oh, Irina, you scared me!” Kimberly exchanged greetings with her friend before you saw this Irina lady peer down at you and extend a hand to pick you up. Her hand was soft yet a bit clammy as she raised you up to her face. Being the first time you’d seen this woman, you were a bit awestruck by her generous features. Her short black hair hung stylishly and complimenting her shining, innocent, and kind eyes. But besides that you couldn’t help but observe the body on this newcomer. A skimpy sports bra looked ready to tear as it contained her overflowing fleshy white tits, and a gray pair of spandex shorts adorned her like a second skin. A sparkling sheen of sweat was coating her body, and her skin looked flush with vitality as she’d clearly been doing some kind of exercise.
“What the hell? How did you manage to get two towels and I can’t even get one!” Irina belted out hanging you as evidence in front of Kimberly.
Kimberly merely rolled her eyes at Irina’s childish whine before retorting sassily, “Well maybe if you stopped reducing them to shreds the manager would reinstate your privileges!” Irina scoffed before crossing her arms, causing you to mush into her plushy left breast, looking to the side and donning a pouty face fit with jutted lip and all.
“You know why that happens! Don’t make fun of me for it!” Kimberly merely laughed in response to the start of Irina’s justification before Irina continued, “I have to sit on a towel when I ride the exercise bike! It keeps my butt from getting all soaked and icky! I will admit it does make the towel a...disposable contrivance, heh heh...”. Kimberly was snickering at this point only making Irina even more defensive, “That’s not the point, though! It’s not fair you would get two and I can’t have any!”
Some mischievous thoughts were stirring in Kimberly’s head as she thought over what Irina had said. She wasn’t sure, but it seemed quite likely somehow Cassie’s little man had ended up inside her very own gym bag, and even better he was still in the shape of a standard towel. A light bulb suddenly clicked on in her mind as she thought of a way to get you away from her daughter for a bit, as well as test your competence as a potential member of the family. Feigning total innocence and generosity, Kimberly merely replied to Irina saying, “Alright fine, you’re free to keep it then. Just try not to tear it like you do with all your other rags. It’s still the gym’s after all.” A cold chill befell you as Kimberly’s words sank in. She was really giving you away, even if in ignorance, to this woman you’d never met and who had a body fit to pummel you the likes of which you’ve never experienced.
“No promises~” Irina sang out playfully. You’d gulp in anxiety if you could as you realized the woman holding you in her palm was totally unaware a squishy young man even existed, and she now thought you were her very own property!
Squealing with delight at having her way, Irina bounced in place in joy causing you, and her ridiculous curves, to swing around chaotically. “Oh thank you, thank you, thank you, Kimmie! You’re so sweet!” Leaping onto Kimberly in a caring hug, you felt your body get sandwiched between these two giantesses as Irina gripped her tight, both pairs of pillowy breasts now strangling the life out of you and keeping you nice and flat.
Gently pushing Irina off, Kimberly winced as she felt a slick of her friends sweat rub off on her. “Geez, Irina, why are you already all sweaty? The class hasn’t even started yet!” Irina casually took the hand bearing you and nervously rubbed the back of her head, causing you to get a face full of silky black hair that admittedly had an alluring aroma to it that washed over you.
“Oh, this is just from warming up for a few minutes upstairs...you know I tend to overheat when I get around to exercising!” Irina donned a sheepish grin as she peered down at her shoes in mild embarrassment. Feeling a light droplet of sweat dripping down her thigh, she knew her shorts must already be starting to darken a bit as they soaked up the hot and sticky fluid.
It was true her curves made her body produce an extra bought of heat, but mainly she knew she got so sweaty when she exercised due to how little she got around to working out. Simple yoga and her flawless genetics alone seemed to be more than enough to keep her waist trim and her butt tight. She was a bit embarrassed by how strangely often her booty managed to bump into things but that was far outweighed by how proud she was to have a drop dead gorgeous figure.
Not wanting to belittle her closest friend, Kimberly encouragingly replied, “Hey, whatever keeps your body cool right? The more the better!” Irina felt much better hearing this and barked out a simple “Yep!” with a cheery bit of pep and a newfound smile. Without another word, Irina went ahead and tucked you into the waistband of her shorts like so many of the other girls seemed to be doing, subjecting you to the first up close assault of Irina’s body. Her shorts really did act as a second skin, sealing all her body heat and sweat in a foggy miasma of stench just beneath the surface of her sexy exterior. You winced as your mouth made contact with this woman’s salty bare thigh flesh and tried to scream for mercy that never came.
Bouncing her way out of the locker room, Kimberly and Irina ventured their way to the gyms studio, your body swaying freely and chaotically with every swag of Irina’s hips. They quickly laid out their mats and began stretching as they waited for the class to start. Finally your head was pulled free from Irina’s hip as she withdrew you to work you around the rest of her body. Swiping you with ease along her doughy thighs and slender arms, Irina purred feeling how smooth you felt against her moist skin. You on the other hand were not feeling appreciative as your face was dragged along your kidnappers skin, forced to get a tour of all the tastes and smells Irina’s body could whip up.
Squeezing you in her palm, Irina was shocked to find no fluid poured out and her sweat was totally wiped up! With glee Irina decided this little rag just might be able to handle all her body’s needs! Looking up at this clueless woman through stinging eyes, you saw a sly grin growing on her pretty face. You knew this meant nothing but trouble for you as you lay helplessly in the palm of her hand.
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