Jump into one of the towel drawers in the cabin...
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
nevermore222
You quickly ruled out all options but one, the towel drawer. You sprinted over to it as the doorknob turned. Luckily, it was slightly pulled out, just enough for you to slip in.
You clambered up the side of the cabinet and threw yourself into the drawer just as the door opened and Kimberly entered.
You watched warily as Kimberly walked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her. She then began to disrobe, and you were left in awe of the sheer size of her assets, larger than Cassie's and even Sophie's, who of the three girls was the most well-endowed. You know fully understood where the girls got their looks from.
Then Kimberly walked slowly towards you. Cursing, you scrambled back into the darkness of the drawer as you heard the heavy steps draw closer. Of course Kimberly would need herself a towel.
You were left with no choice but to burrow yourself deep down in the pile of towels. You made sure not to be on the top layer, but several towels down. To your chagrin, you ended up right on a tab towel, but there was no time to waste as you felt the drawer begin to open up, and you carefully slid between the folds of the towel.
Luckily for you, Kimberly merely grabbed the first towel she saw, the one right above your hiding place. Unfortunately, as she grabbed her towel, she added a little pressure to the pile, and unknowingly squashed you slightly into the towel you were hiding in.
Then Kimberly, humming a little tune, walked over to the bath, setting her towel beside it, and slipped in to relax for a while. You, meanwhile, vainly struggled to reform, but found it impossible with the weight of the towel upon you. You would have to weight for circumstances to change, much as you hated it.
After about a half hour, you heard Kimberly get out of the bath, drying herself off and then leaving the bathroom. A few minutes after that, you once more heard footsteps enter the bathroom.
Who is it?
You clambered up the side of the cabinet and threw yourself into the drawer just as the door opened and Kimberly entered.
You watched warily as Kimberly walked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her. She then began to disrobe, and you were left in awe of the sheer size of her assets, larger than Cassie's and even Sophie's, who of the three girls was the most well-endowed. You know fully understood where the girls got their looks from.
Then Kimberly walked slowly towards you. Cursing, you scrambled back into the darkness of the drawer as you heard the heavy steps draw closer. Of course Kimberly would need herself a towel.
You were left with no choice but to burrow yourself deep down in the pile of towels. You made sure not to be on the top layer, but several towels down. To your chagrin, you ended up right on a tab towel, but there was no time to waste as you felt the drawer begin to open up, and you carefully slid between the folds of the towel.
Luckily for you, Kimberly merely grabbed the first towel she saw, the one right above your hiding place. Unfortunately, as she grabbed her towel, she added a little pressure to the pile, and unknowingly squashed you slightly into the towel you were hiding in.
Then Kimberly, humming a little tune, walked over to the bath, setting her towel beside it, and slipped in to relax for a while. You, meanwhile, vainly struggled to reform, but found it impossible with the weight of the towel upon you. You would have to weight for circumstances to change, much as you hated it.
After about a half hour, you heard Kimberly get out of the bath, drying herself off and then leaving the bathroom. A few minutes after that, you once more heard footsteps enter the bathroom.
Who is it?
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March 28, 2025
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