Cassie arrives at her house but her family is n...
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 24
by
copier
· original author:
falseident
Time passes slowly in this dank darkness, your face plastered to Cassie’s skin. Minutes, hours…who knows how much time has passed. With these thoughts, your relief when you feel the car stop moving and Cassie bound out of her car seat was palpable. You felt another surge of pressure as Cassie used her ass to close the door, lingering afterward to rub up and down smearing you further. Giggling, Cassie runs for the front door and searches for the right key…slowly. She is alternating her weight on her heels, rubbing her cheeks up and down providing a sort of massage for you.
As she swipes key after key, Cassie states “Y’know, Jake, if you wanted to be an ass slave you could have just asked me you know? Well…I might’ve balked before, but I like to think I would have assented later.” The memories of Kimberly’s ass, long dormant before, suddenly come back to you. Cassie was right…it was unbearably a turn on for you at this point despite the chagrin you feel at this thought. You had worked hard to try and control yourself better.
Finding the right key, Cassie opens the door slightly before hip checking it completely open, another blow to your pressed body. Bounding into the home she beelines for her room, shutting it closed behind her. She stops to take a breath…she had made it. She slowly sauntered to her bed, fiercely clenching and unclenching your body with her powerful cheeks. On arrival, she turned around and hopped onto the bed, wiggling energetically. She removes her clothing one by one until she’s completely in the buff, lying on her back. With a ponderous motion, she rolls over, reaches back and gently pulls you from of her monumental ass. She settles you on her pillow, pressing you flat to remove the wrinkles you had accumulated in your paper like form. Finishing this, she presses her head, chin first, onto your lower body leaving only your chest and head free. She waits patiently for your upper body to reform itself before asking “Are you happy to be back, baby? Are you ready for the rest of our lives together? You don’t need to worry about anything. I’ll pamper you, spoil you. All I ask of you is to stay at home; be my little house husband. I’ll get a nice job and handle everything for us; the only thing you need to do is…comfort me when I’m home. I’ve got so many ideas now; I did my research extensively on what kinky people like you enjoy.”
Struggling with the light and your newfound ability to easily breathe, you say…
As she swipes key after key, Cassie states “Y’know, Jake, if you wanted to be an ass slave you could have just asked me you know? Well…I might’ve balked before, but I like to think I would have assented later.” The memories of Kimberly’s ass, long dormant before, suddenly come back to you. Cassie was right…it was unbearably a turn on for you at this point despite the chagrin you feel at this thought. You had worked hard to try and control yourself better.
Finding the right key, Cassie opens the door slightly before hip checking it completely open, another blow to your pressed body. Bounding into the home she beelines for her room, shutting it closed behind her. She stops to take a breath…she had made it. She slowly sauntered to her bed, fiercely clenching and unclenching your body with her powerful cheeks. On arrival, she turned around and hopped onto the bed, wiggling energetically. She removes her clothing one by one until she’s completely in the buff, lying on her back. With a ponderous motion, she rolls over, reaches back and gently pulls you from of her monumental ass. She settles you on her pillow, pressing you flat to remove the wrinkles you had accumulated in your paper like form. Finishing this, she presses her head, chin first, onto your lower body leaving only your chest and head free. She waits patiently for your upper body to reform itself before asking “Are you happy to be back, baby? Are you ready for the rest of our lives together? You don’t need to worry about anything. I’ll pamper you, spoil you. All I ask of you is to stay at home; be my little house husband. I’ll get a nice job and handle everything for us; the only thing you need to do is…comfort me when I’m home. I’ve got so many ideas now; I did my research extensively on what kinky people like you enjoy.”
Struggling with the light and your newfound ability to easily breathe, you say…
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March 28, 2025
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