Maddie and Aria (Part One)
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
unknown
You had no idea how much time passed until you regained consciousness again, and it was immediately clear that your situation had hardly improved. Everything around you was dark, and you could feel your face still firmly pressed up into a giantess’ ass. From the slight shifting and moving of your body it was also clear that you had been ripped from the seat cushion and taken with…whoever it was as they walked away.
At the same time, you noted that the tight and sizable butt squeezing against your body was more firm and toned than the supple cheeks of your fiancée or energetic Sophie. The fabric your squishy body clung to was also definitely not jean shorts, nor a flimsy bikini bottom and bare flesh. There was also a distinctly hot sensation on your back complete with a light breeze of wind, signifying your captor was now outside. Obviously, it was Maddie.
Maddie hustled over to their house’s half basketball court. There was one hoop and then a wide cement court around it. The brown-haired girl took a second to adjust her hair and stretch her arms before scooping up her trusty basketball into her arms. Across the yard, she spared Sophie a friendly wave, and rolled her eyes as the exuberant blonde dramatically fell backwards into the pool. She then resumed her solo ball practice.
The triple giantess stacking had been hell, but this was hardly better, you quickly realized. Maddie raced from one end of the court to the other, battling imaginary defenders and weaving around, scoring basket after basket. Her powerful glutes pushed against your body as her compression shorts constricted, her cheeks bouncing up and down before clenching again. You shook uncontrollably, unable to even attempt to orient yourself.
With what little clear headedness you possessed, you tried to peel yourself off of Maddie’s compression shorts, but to no avail. The assess of the Smalls sisters had truly dominated you thoroughly, and you were exhausted of all energy. You could only hang limp, squishy body nearly ironed into the fabric of her shorts, as Maddie obliviously tore back and forth across the court, having the time of her life. The cool breeze had been a brief relief, but now the hot summer sun was baking your skin, and recoating you and Maddie in sweat and stench.
Just then, a voice called out. “Hey, hot stuff! Work those legs!” The voice, possessing a playfully flirty intonation, rang out from somewhere behind you.
Maddie stopped moving, shot another quick three-pointer, and turned around. Her begrudging smile was already growing on her face, knowing full well who it was that had spoken.
“Aria, can’t you start any conversation normally?” Maddie sighed, gesturing to the mystery girl as she approached. Face planted firmly into her rear end, you couldn’t quite see who this mystery girl (apparently named Aria) was either, and could only try to listen to their conversation.
“Normal?” The new girl, Aria, smirked. “‘Normal’ isn’t really my thing, cutie. I prefer…” She paused, and then you suddenly felt a smooth but forceful hand smack with into your body, pressing you even more against Maddie’s butt. “…SPONTANEITY!” Maddie’s butt shook from the impact of the slap, as did your own body, and you nearly threw up as your world jerked, Maddie spinning hastily away from Aria.
“ARIA! Please, not when my family’s around!” Maddie cried, her voice wavering and her cheeks blushing. Although she feigned annoyance, it was clear that she was fighting to not smile.
Aria laughed, a melodic and mischievous sound. “Impulse is my middle name, Maddie, and pranking is my game.” She looked over Maddie’s shoulder. “Adorably lil Sophie didn’t even notice, the ditzy child. Besides, what’s a best friend to do when you’re looking like such a snack?”
Maddie choked on her next words, and her face grew even brighter red. Dropping the conversation, she turned on her heel and retrieved her basketball. Aria’s contagious laughter echoed across the yard. As Maddie bent down to pick up the ball, her shapely rear jutted out from her hips, curved cheeks stretching the compression shorts and your own body to their respective limits.
It was also at the exact moment that Aria’s wandering gaze passed over the strangely unsymmetrical design of her best friend’s shorts. Maddie’s shorts were two thirds black, and yet oddly tan over her left cheek. Biting her lip in confusion, Aria casually wandered closer to Maddie, who’d gone back to shooting hoops.
“So, what’s with the funky clothing design?” Aria inquired, standing behind Maddie. “It’s not an awful look, but doesn’t scream ‘you’ to me. Ya know? It doesn’t say ‘I’m a gorgeous girl with a toned body that drives my best friend wild, but I always wear boring colors.’”
Maddie gave her an exasperated look over her shoulder. “What are you talking about, Aria? My shorts…are…” Maddie looked down at her own backside, and finally noticed your misshapen tan body hugging her cheek. Her brow furrowed for a minute, before being replaced with a mix of guilt and horror. “…oh shit.”
Aria gave her a coy look. “One of Sophie’s compression shorts?”
Maddie winced. “No, I somehow sat on Cassie’s fiancé. Geez, I did a number on the poor dude.”
For perhaps the first time in her life, Aria Oliveira was utterly speechless. Completely floored, Aria only looked up at Maddie, then back at your squished body, then back at Maddie. “…uh, what?”
Maddie dropped her basketball and began scraping at your flattened head, her nails just long enough to being peeling you from her ass. With an audible and gross ‘slurp’, your sweaty frame ripped away from Maddie’s slick shorts, and you dangled in Maddie’s hand, blowing in the breeze. It took a minute for your eyes to adjust to the blinding light after the past thirty minutes in darkness, but finally your vision cleared. Standing before you was the face and body to match the voice: Aria Oliveira.
At the same time, you noted that the tight and sizable butt squeezing against your body was more firm and toned than the supple cheeks of your fiancée or energetic Sophie. The fabric your squishy body clung to was also definitely not jean shorts, nor a flimsy bikini bottom and bare flesh. There was also a distinctly hot sensation on your back complete with a light breeze of wind, signifying your captor was now outside. Obviously, it was Maddie.
Maddie hustled over to their house’s half basketball court. There was one hoop and then a wide cement court around it. The brown-haired girl took a second to adjust her hair and stretch her arms before scooping up her trusty basketball into her arms. Across the yard, she spared Sophie a friendly wave, and rolled her eyes as the exuberant blonde dramatically fell backwards into the pool. She then resumed her solo ball practice.
The triple giantess stacking had been hell, but this was hardly better, you quickly realized. Maddie raced from one end of the court to the other, battling imaginary defenders and weaving around, scoring basket after basket. Her powerful glutes pushed against your body as her compression shorts constricted, her cheeks bouncing up and down before clenching again. You shook uncontrollably, unable to even attempt to orient yourself.
With what little clear headedness you possessed, you tried to peel yourself off of Maddie’s compression shorts, but to no avail. The assess of the Smalls sisters had truly dominated you thoroughly, and you were exhausted of all energy. You could only hang limp, squishy body nearly ironed into the fabric of her shorts, as Maddie obliviously tore back and forth across the court, having the time of her life. The cool breeze had been a brief relief, but now the hot summer sun was baking your skin, and recoating you and Maddie in sweat and stench.
Just then, a voice called out. “Hey, hot stuff! Work those legs!” The voice, possessing a playfully flirty intonation, rang out from somewhere behind you.
Maddie stopped moving, shot another quick three-pointer, and turned around. Her begrudging smile was already growing on her face, knowing full well who it was that had spoken.
“Aria, can’t you start any conversation normally?” Maddie sighed, gesturing to the mystery girl as she approached. Face planted firmly into her rear end, you couldn’t quite see who this mystery girl (apparently named Aria) was either, and could only try to listen to their conversation.
“Normal?” The new girl, Aria, smirked. “‘Normal’ isn’t really my thing, cutie. I prefer…” She paused, and then you suddenly felt a smooth but forceful hand smack with into your body, pressing you even more against Maddie’s butt. “…SPONTANEITY!” Maddie’s butt shook from the impact of the slap, as did your own body, and you nearly threw up as your world jerked, Maddie spinning hastily away from Aria.
“ARIA! Please, not when my family’s around!” Maddie cried, her voice wavering and her cheeks blushing. Although she feigned annoyance, it was clear that she was fighting to not smile.
Aria laughed, a melodic and mischievous sound. “Impulse is my middle name, Maddie, and pranking is my game.” She looked over Maddie’s shoulder. “Adorably lil Sophie didn’t even notice, the ditzy child. Besides, what’s a best friend to do when you’re looking like such a snack?”
Maddie choked on her next words, and her face grew even brighter red. Dropping the conversation, she turned on her heel and retrieved her basketball. Aria’s contagious laughter echoed across the yard. As Maddie bent down to pick up the ball, her shapely rear jutted out from her hips, curved cheeks stretching the compression shorts and your own body to their respective limits.
It was also at the exact moment that Aria’s wandering gaze passed over the strangely unsymmetrical design of her best friend’s shorts. Maddie’s shorts were two thirds black, and yet oddly tan over her left cheek. Biting her lip in confusion, Aria casually wandered closer to Maddie, who’d gone back to shooting hoops.
“So, what’s with the funky clothing design?” Aria inquired, standing behind Maddie. “It’s not an awful look, but doesn’t scream ‘you’ to me. Ya know? It doesn’t say ‘I’m a gorgeous girl with a toned body that drives my best friend wild, but I always wear boring colors.’”
Maddie gave her an exasperated look over her shoulder. “What are you talking about, Aria? My shorts…are…” Maddie looked down at her own backside, and finally noticed your misshapen tan body hugging her cheek. Her brow furrowed for a minute, before being replaced with a mix of guilt and horror. “…oh shit.”
Aria gave her a coy look. “One of Sophie’s compression shorts?”
Maddie winced. “No, I somehow sat on Cassie’s fiancé. Geez, I did a number on the poor dude.”
For perhaps the first time in her life, Aria Oliveira was utterly speechless. Completely floored, Aria only looked up at Maddie, then back at your squished body, then back at Maddie. “…uh, what?”
Maddie dropped her basketball and began scraping at your flattened head, her nails just long enough to being peeling you from her ass. With an audible and gross ‘slurp’, your sweaty frame ripped away from Maddie’s slick shorts, and you dangled in Maddie’s hand, blowing in the breeze. It took a minute for your eyes to adjust to the blinding light after the past thirty minutes in darkness, but finally your vision cleared. Standing before you was the face and body to match the voice: Aria Oliveira.
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