Tara decides the two of you need a shower.
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
falseident
Tara, for her part, felt satisfied at this result. Even if you were unaware about it, Tara felt the points were now more in her favor in this competition; you embarrassed her and she squashed you. It was clear who the winner was. Despite this, her face was still burning red with embarrassment. She quickly switches her posture from a queen sitting regally on her throne to an embarrassed woman with her head in her hands. Why was this happening to her? She was embarrassed by a man. The last time that had happened was in junior high! No one had gotten her flustered like that since. While still bending forward, she finally noticed your body quickly sinking crack of her ass. She smirked, enjoying the familiar sensation of her nephew being dominated by her ass cheeks…but realizing with a start that you were buried in her sweaty stench as well. Normally, this would be another victory point for her…but now…all she felt was a burning sensation of panic. He was smelling her stink; what would he think of her?! Women weren’t supposed to smell! Swiftly, she hops up only to find you missing from the couch…
For your part, you found yourself totally submerged in the astonishingly heavy ass of your favorite (Note: only) Aunt. You were caught by surprise but that quickly went away as you figured you had said something to set her off in the first place. Biding your time, you decide to just lay prone and wait for her to finish up whatever she is doing. The fruits of her run did cause you to be completely soaked in sweat, however. Her ass fit the “swamp ass” definition right now for certain. This didn’t bother you too much; in fact, it was weirdly enjoyable. You pause at that thought…
…enjoyable? Why is this enjoyable? The smell was strong, the heat oppressive, the cloying sweat. Well, you rationalize it as a sauna with…a unique herbal scent to it all. Yeah! Yeah, that’s what it really boils down to.
This flimsy reasoning quickly falls apart, though, as you feel a certain part of you begin to harden and press into the fleshy prison holding you tightly above. With a start, you realize…you have an erection. Oh god, Aunt Tara is going to flip if she sees this! Right as this thought flits through your head, you feel yourself flying forward and upwards as Tara stands suddenly. You, of course, go with her partially entombed in her ass. You feel cloying fingers pulling you out of her crevice when you hear Tara begin to say “I’m sorry Jake, I forgot about the swe…” the both of you pause as your eyes meet.
For you, you thought “Aunt Tara was actually going to apologize?”
For Tara, she thought “Is that an erection?!”
You look up at her in wonder, completely unexpecting an apology before belatedly realizing you forgot to hide your erection. You see the damage is done though as Aunt Tara is staring at you wide eyed. Tara, on the inside, was experiencing a storm of emotions. She now had undeniable truth that you were attracted to her and she felt…elated? Is THAT what she should be feeling right now? He was sporting an erection in response to her giant, sweaty ass! Tara was scrambling in her mind to come up with something to say that would get her back on the dominant side…she could not stand being a step behind her nephew in any regard.
A course of action formed in her head. You were sweaty and tired from a workout. She was sweaty and tired from jogging. The both of you needed a shower desperately; she can fluster her nephew by taking a shower and using him as her washrag! Perfect! “Alright, twerp, you and I are hitting the showers!” Tara stated this unsteadily, almost too boisterously. “Whoa, wait a minute Tara, that’s alright, we can take turns- “
Tara interrupts loudly “Nope! We’ll save water this way and besides we’re family so it should be fine. Unless you’re embarrassed…sporting that…hardon.” Tara had intended this to be an acknowledgement of your shame, but she could not help but stare at it. Snapping herself out and not waiting for you retort, she rushed to the bathroom. She quickly sets you on the sink before using her hand to squash your head, preventing you from talking. She quickly pins your legs down by leaning her weight against the sink top and starts stripping her clothes off. Halfway through she realized how clumsy she was being about this; she hops up and obliterates your body completely flat with a practiced butt slam. Standing back up, she more calmly strips her clothes off. Now completely naked, she leans and delicately beings attempting to strip your boxers off. She swallows nervously as she notices you have been regaining your form a bit more quickly lately, fruits of your exercising labors. Due to this, when she pulls your briefs off, your erection flips up to full mast, pointing defiantly into the air. Quickly ripping the boxers off completely, she turns around in an embarrassed huff. She was acting so abnormally; she has hooked up with guys before and ALL of them were the ones being led around by the nose. SHE was the one embarrassing them. Yet, you were a unique existence. You were small and should be adverse to her in every way but here you are now, kinder to her, hotter than ever before to her and you’re now getting turned ON by her in ways she never considered possible with other men. She knew men were horndogs to the core, but you were being turned on in completely differing ways. She could not help but blush like a maiden at the thought.
Giving herself a slight smack to calm herself, she grabs your only slightly flattened form and mashes her hands together you flatten you back to a more suitable rag like size. Turning the shower on, she steps into the hot spray and lets the water rinse you and her together. After a bit of time passes, she works up the nerve to lather you up with some soap and begins to alternate between gentle and rough swipes on her body. She begins at her neck and chest, scrubbing you into her clavicle before slowly moving you down to her nipples. You cannot help but notice that her nipples harden under you touch and her movements slow to a gentler semi-circle motion. Tara, struggling to keep a smile off her face, moves you to each breast giving them both equal amounts of time. Her body is so soft yet underneath you can feel the toned muscles hiding there…Tara’s body is incredible. After her breasts, she moves to clean her stomach and arms, pressing your body into every crevice diligently. Finishing there, she hovers you just before the start of her groin…before suddenly shifting you to her left hip and starting there. Above Tara was simply too embarrassed (not scared!) by the thought of using you to clean…there. She wipes her hips and legs down before returning you to her back and ass. Cleaning her back as best she can, she begins swiping you across her cheeks with the same gentle semi-circles her breasts had received. With a final flourish, she plunges you deep into her ass, right against her pink asshole and holds there. Tara shudders slightly at this action.
This entire time she was getting turned on by this shower…by someone who she would regularly abuse with the same body parts that they were stimulating right now. With a sigh, she pulls you out and holds you in both hands as you reform. Sure enough, your erection still stands as strongly as it had before…if not stronger. Softly, Tara says “Jake, how do you feel right now?”
When your body reforms, you look at Tara’s face and can’t help but say “I’m sorry Aunt Tara…I’ve been stimulated this entire time. I…your body is simply too much. You’re too beautiful…too sexy. I can’t handle it.” You use your forearm to cover your eyes as you lay down; you could not bear to look at Tara’s face. You are just too shameful.
Tara…
For your part, you found yourself totally submerged in the astonishingly heavy ass of your favorite (Note: only) Aunt. You were caught by surprise but that quickly went away as you figured you had said something to set her off in the first place. Biding your time, you decide to just lay prone and wait for her to finish up whatever she is doing. The fruits of her run did cause you to be completely soaked in sweat, however. Her ass fit the “swamp ass” definition right now for certain. This didn’t bother you too much; in fact, it was weirdly enjoyable. You pause at that thought…
…enjoyable? Why is this enjoyable? The smell was strong, the heat oppressive, the cloying sweat. Well, you rationalize it as a sauna with…a unique herbal scent to it all. Yeah! Yeah, that’s what it really boils down to.
This flimsy reasoning quickly falls apart, though, as you feel a certain part of you begin to harden and press into the fleshy prison holding you tightly above. With a start, you realize…you have an erection. Oh god, Aunt Tara is going to flip if she sees this! Right as this thought flits through your head, you feel yourself flying forward and upwards as Tara stands suddenly. You, of course, go with her partially entombed in her ass. You feel cloying fingers pulling you out of her crevice when you hear Tara begin to say “I’m sorry Jake, I forgot about the swe…” the both of you pause as your eyes meet.
For you, you thought “Aunt Tara was actually going to apologize?”
For Tara, she thought “Is that an erection?!”
You look up at her in wonder, completely unexpecting an apology before belatedly realizing you forgot to hide your erection. You see the damage is done though as Aunt Tara is staring at you wide eyed. Tara, on the inside, was experiencing a storm of emotions. She now had undeniable truth that you were attracted to her and she felt…elated? Is THAT what she should be feeling right now? He was sporting an erection in response to her giant, sweaty ass! Tara was scrambling in her mind to come up with something to say that would get her back on the dominant side…she could not stand being a step behind her nephew in any regard.
A course of action formed in her head. You were sweaty and tired from a workout. She was sweaty and tired from jogging. The both of you needed a shower desperately; she can fluster her nephew by taking a shower and using him as her washrag! Perfect! “Alright, twerp, you and I are hitting the showers!” Tara stated this unsteadily, almost too boisterously. “Whoa, wait a minute Tara, that’s alright, we can take turns- “
Tara interrupts loudly “Nope! We’ll save water this way and besides we’re family so it should be fine. Unless you’re embarrassed…sporting that…hardon.” Tara had intended this to be an acknowledgement of your shame, but she could not help but stare at it. Snapping herself out and not waiting for you retort, she rushed to the bathroom. She quickly sets you on the sink before using her hand to squash your head, preventing you from talking. She quickly pins your legs down by leaning her weight against the sink top and starts stripping her clothes off. Halfway through she realized how clumsy she was being about this; she hops up and obliterates your body completely flat with a practiced butt slam. Standing back up, she more calmly strips her clothes off. Now completely naked, she leans and delicately beings attempting to strip your boxers off. She swallows nervously as she notices you have been regaining your form a bit more quickly lately, fruits of your exercising labors. Due to this, when she pulls your briefs off, your erection flips up to full mast, pointing defiantly into the air. Quickly ripping the boxers off completely, she turns around in an embarrassed huff. She was acting so abnormally; she has hooked up with guys before and ALL of them were the ones being led around by the nose. SHE was the one embarrassing them. Yet, you were a unique existence. You were small and should be adverse to her in every way but here you are now, kinder to her, hotter than ever before to her and you’re now getting turned ON by her in ways she never considered possible with other men. She knew men were horndogs to the core, but you were being turned on in completely differing ways. She could not help but blush like a maiden at the thought.
Giving herself a slight smack to calm herself, she grabs your only slightly flattened form and mashes her hands together you flatten you back to a more suitable rag like size. Turning the shower on, she steps into the hot spray and lets the water rinse you and her together. After a bit of time passes, she works up the nerve to lather you up with some soap and begins to alternate between gentle and rough swipes on her body. She begins at her neck and chest, scrubbing you into her clavicle before slowly moving you down to her nipples. You cannot help but notice that her nipples harden under you touch and her movements slow to a gentler semi-circle motion. Tara, struggling to keep a smile off her face, moves you to each breast giving them both equal amounts of time. Her body is so soft yet underneath you can feel the toned muscles hiding there…Tara’s body is incredible. After her breasts, she moves to clean her stomach and arms, pressing your body into every crevice diligently. Finishing there, she hovers you just before the start of her groin…before suddenly shifting you to her left hip and starting there. Above Tara was simply too embarrassed (not scared!) by the thought of using you to clean…there. She wipes her hips and legs down before returning you to her back and ass. Cleaning her back as best she can, she begins swiping you across her cheeks with the same gentle semi-circles her breasts had received. With a final flourish, she plunges you deep into her ass, right against her pink asshole and holds there. Tara shudders slightly at this action.
This entire time she was getting turned on by this shower…by someone who she would regularly abuse with the same body parts that they were stimulating right now. With a sigh, she pulls you out and holds you in both hands as you reform. Sure enough, your erection still stands as strongly as it had before…if not stronger. Softly, Tara says “Jake, how do you feel right now?”
When your body reforms, you look at Tara’s face and can’t help but say “I’m sorry Aunt Tara…I’ve been stimulated this entire time. I…your body is simply too much. You’re too beautiful…too sexy. I can’t handle it.” You use your forearm to cover your eyes as you lay down; you could not bear to look at Tara’s face. You are just too shameful.
Tara…
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March 28, 2025
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