More Questions and an Unfavorable Decision
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
rpcity
You breathed heavily after releasing your pent up emotions. You were worried that one of the women would react violently after your somewhat long outburst, but to your relief Cassie's face remained relatively calm, if emotionless and difficult to read. You glanced at Kimberly and for once she seemed frozen with uncertainty.
"Before we get to that Jake, you've said your piece, but I still have a few more questions for you," Cassie started calmly. Her mind was racing, but she was forcing herself to go slow and to think. Jake had raised some very valid points and she needed to make sure she understood exactly what happened before rushing to judgement. She sat down on the couch and her grip on you lightened, although she still kept her fist closed.
"You said that you agreed to be my mother's..." she had difficulty getting the words out, but continued. "...ass slave, because you were terrified of what would happen if you refused. Right?"
You slowly nod in agreement.
"I know that life can be intimidating with your size difference, but I need you to be very clear. Since my mother made this offer," she paused and shot daggers at her mom, "Can you tell me exactly what happened?" she asks earnestly.
You swallow hard. "Well, it....it wasn't exactly how she made it that..." you stammer to start before Cassie cuts you off. Kimberly is starting to smile just slightly.
"You don't need to explain. Just tell me how it happened," she says in a gentle voice.
"Well," you begin again, "She just said how much she enjoyed the last four months and would like it to continue....if....if I wanted to," you say slowly.
"And...that's it?" Cassie asks, prodding you further.
"Well, no." You say, looking down, unable to make eye contact as you told the rest of the story. "She pulled her pants down a bit, wiggled her hips a little, and just kind of kept encouraging me..." you finish before trailing off.
"I see," Cassie says, a frown on her face. "So, she didn't threaten you, didn't position herself above you threateningly, and certainly didn't force you in her ass herself, right?" she asked.
You swallowed again, not really wanting to answer the question.
"N...no. But like you said at my size I didn't know what she would do if I said no!" you pleaded.
"Uh huh," Cassie answered.
"See, here's the thing Jake. You paint this picture of yourself as this helpless victim in the stories you tell. You made it sound like my mom didn't leave you with any choice. And while I'll admit she can be....persuasive, from what you told me it sounds like it was your own lust that led you to that decision. Yes, you're small and at a disadvantage. But you need to be honest with yourself," Cassie continued, her grip on you slowly tightening although her voice remained calm.
"You're 12 inches tall Jake. That's a whole foot. You're knee high to most women. A little less to the women in our family, but not much. Well within eyesight to anyone but the ditsiest of people. But the stories you tell about the situations you get in would only really make sense if you were like, an inch or two. Or microscopic. You said you were in the bathroom with me while I showered. But instead of making sure you got my attention or my mom's attention and explain the situation, instead of using your brain, you hid in dirty underwear. Probably after taking a nice long look at me before you got kicked. Am I right?"
You slowly nod, confirming her theory.
"Left out some important details again," she said nodding slowly in return. "See Jake, the world isn't out to get you. It's your own pervy lust that keeps getting the better of you. But if you really want to know what it's like when everyone around you only wants to use and abuse you," she continued, her grip getting very tight and her eyes narrowing, "We can make sure you find out. That way there's no confusion in the future. You won't be going home any. Time. Soon."
You tried to shout out in protest, but Cassie had turned her attention away from you to her mother, ignoring your pleas.
"I'm not thrilled with how you told me about Jake's decision, but you were at least mostly honest, which is more than I can say for this pervert," she said referring to you. "I'm leaving him here with you for the next month. Use him for whatever you want. Sweat abosrber, cushion, wash cloth, insole, I don't care. Make sure Sophie and Maddie get in on it too. Hell, you can even include Irina if you want. I don't care. I'm going back to school and I'm going to make sure every woman on campus knows exactly what kind of a lying perverted asshole he is. When I take him back, we'll see what kind of a welcome is waiting for him. Maybe at some point he'll learn a something about which head should be doing his thinking," Cassie says handing you to her mother as both women share a vindictive smile.
You shiver in fear as you see Cassie walk out the door and Kimberly smile down on you, the wheels in her mind already turning.
"Before we get to that Jake, you've said your piece, but I still have a few more questions for you," Cassie started calmly. Her mind was racing, but she was forcing herself to go slow and to think. Jake had raised some very valid points and she needed to make sure she understood exactly what happened before rushing to judgement. She sat down on the couch and her grip on you lightened, although she still kept her fist closed.
"You said that you agreed to be my mother's..." she had difficulty getting the words out, but continued. "...ass slave, because you were terrified of what would happen if you refused. Right?"
You slowly nod in agreement.
"I know that life can be intimidating with your size difference, but I need you to be very clear. Since my mother made this offer," she paused and shot daggers at her mom, "Can you tell me exactly what happened?" she asks earnestly.
You swallow hard. "Well, it....it wasn't exactly how she made it that..." you stammer to start before Cassie cuts you off. Kimberly is starting to smile just slightly.
"You don't need to explain. Just tell me how it happened," she says in a gentle voice.
"Well," you begin again, "She just said how much she enjoyed the last four months and would like it to continue....if....if I wanted to," you say slowly.
"And...that's it?" Cassie asks, prodding you further.
"Well, no." You say, looking down, unable to make eye contact as you told the rest of the story. "She pulled her pants down a bit, wiggled her hips a little, and just kind of kept encouraging me..." you finish before trailing off.
"I see," Cassie says, a frown on her face. "So, she didn't threaten you, didn't position herself above you threateningly, and certainly didn't force you in her ass herself, right?" she asked.
You swallowed again, not really wanting to answer the question.
"N...no. But like you said at my size I didn't know what she would do if I said no!" you pleaded.
"Uh huh," Cassie answered.
"See, here's the thing Jake. You paint this picture of yourself as this helpless victim in the stories you tell. You made it sound like my mom didn't leave you with any choice. And while I'll admit she can be....persuasive, from what you told me it sounds like it was your own lust that led you to that decision. Yes, you're small and at a disadvantage. But you need to be honest with yourself," Cassie continued, her grip on you slowly tightening although her voice remained calm.
"You're 12 inches tall Jake. That's a whole foot. You're knee high to most women. A little less to the women in our family, but not much. Well within eyesight to anyone but the ditsiest of people. But the stories you tell about the situations you get in would only really make sense if you were like, an inch or two. Or microscopic. You said you were in the bathroom with me while I showered. But instead of making sure you got my attention or my mom's attention and explain the situation, instead of using your brain, you hid in dirty underwear. Probably after taking a nice long look at me before you got kicked. Am I right?"
You slowly nod, confirming her theory.
"Left out some important details again," she said nodding slowly in return. "See Jake, the world isn't out to get you. It's your own pervy lust that keeps getting the better of you. But if you really want to know what it's like when everyone around you only wants to use and abuse you," she continued, her grip getting very tight and her eyes narrowing, "We can make sure you find out. That way there's no confusion in the future. You won't be going home any. Time. Soon."
You tried to shout out in protest, but Cassie had turned her attention away from you to her mother, ignoring your pleas.
"I'm not thrilled with how you told me about Jake's decision, but you were at least mostly honest, which is more than I can say for this pervert," she said referring to you. "I'm leaving him here with you for the next month. Use him for whatever you want. Sweat abosrber, cushion, wash cloth, insole, I don't care. Make sure Sophie and Maddie get in on it too. Hell, you can even include Irina if you want. I don't care. I'm going back to school and I'm going to make sure every woman on campus knows exactly what kind of a lying perverted asshole he is. When I take him back, we'll see what kind of a welcome is waiting for him. Maybe at some point he'll learn a something about which head should be doing his thinking," Cassie says handing you to her mother as both women share a vindictive smile.
You shiver in fear as you see Cassie walk out the door and Kimberly smile down on you, the wheels in her mind already turning.
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