Maddie and Aria (Part Two)
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
unknown
Aria was a stunning knockout, with no other way to properly describe her. Long and flowing chocolate brown locks framed her sensual facial features, plump lips, hazel colored and almond shaped eyes, and a cute nose. Her skin tone was a brilliant bronze, and you finally made the connection between her appearance and her slight accent and deduced she was of Brazilian descent.
A bit prominent, and perhaps befitting of her flirty attitude was Aria’s outfit of choice. Her tight red crop top was cut to reveal nearly all of her cleavage, and the majority of her stomach. Her wide hips and large butt were hugged tight in form-fitting short shorts that appeared to be a size too small for her. Thick thigs traced downward followed her long legs and feet in simple red flipflops.
Maddie cleared her throat and shook you a bit for emphasis, wiggling you in the air. “See how it looks like a little man? Well, it is. Uh…HE is, I guess. He can just be squashed and stuff.”
Aria flicked her eyes onto your face, then back up to Maddie. “…okay, sure. So you sat on him for fun?”
Maddie blushed. “Wha-NO! It was an accident. I don’t know how it happened.” She walked over to a small bench and set you down. “Let’s just let him reform, and he’ll explain everything.”
“Reform…uh huh.” Aria tore her gaze away from you slowly. “So, uh…what were you doing. Just some practice?”
As the two girls stumbled back into normal conversation, you thanked the stars above for your lucky break and focused on reforming as quickly as possible. You had sustained absurd punishment back in the living room, and knew it would take a few minutes at the least to grow back to 3D. You could only hope that Maddie and Aria would be distracted long enough for that to happen.
Of course, right as that thought crossed your mind, disaster struck. A strong gust of wind blew across the yard, chilling you to the bone. Maddie and Aria relished the cool breeze, their hair fluttering in the wind, but you almost screamed as you felt your paper-thin body lift up from the bench and flutter into the air. With your lungs still crushed flat, you could only silently yell as your body helplessly spun out of control.
The breeze died out shortly, and the lack of wind dumped you onto the concrete basketball court right near where Maddie and Aria had begun taking turns shooting hoops. Aria was awful at it, but her unfaltering laughter and occasionally playful flirting kept the mood light and their spirits high. You didn’t know quite how to interpret their relationship just yet, but any further train of thought down the line died as soon as Maddie decided to back up for her next throw.
Still too mangled to move or scream, you were powerless as the titanic giantess backed up right into you, dirty sneakers slamming onto your battered body. The treads in her shoes and her full weight above you squashed you flat again, undoing any progress you’d made so far. Maddie, of course, didn’t feel a thing, her mind way too focused on basketball. She merely lined up her shot, jumped in the air, and threw the ball.
Her ball went in, but you barely cared. All you saw was the wholly terrifying image of Maddie leap above you, seem to float in the air, and then crash back to the ground. Her sneakers pounded against your body with relentless savagery as she landed, mercilessly squeezing your squishy body into the very cracks of the pavement. Your whole body ached with the pain and the pressure, and you silently begged for help. Sadly, Maddie stayed put atop your body.
Surprisingly you received that help from a different source. Aria, never one to shy from staring at Maddie, had clearly seen you fall onto the ground. Before she could speak, she had watched her best friend trample over you, and then stomp onto your body after her jump. Frowning, she wondered why this supposed ‘squishy fiancé’ was being treated so callously, until she caught Maddie’s eye and realized the brown-haired athlete was oblivious.
Aria rolled her eyes. “Nice shot, and nice job trampling your squishy little man, or whatever.”
Maddie paled and looked down at her sneakers, seeing nothing. Sliding her feet apart and revealing your face, Maddie felt her knees go weak. Of course, she also didn’t realize that moving her feet like that unintentionally scraped her soles across your body, harshly grinding at your malleable body and caking half your face in dirt.
“Jake!” Maddie exclaimed, stepping off of you and squatting down. “How did you even…god, man! I’m so sorry dude! I thought you were safe on the bench.” She apologized, scraping at the corners of your body to peel you up. Sadly, you were pretty ground into the cement, and she couldn’t succeed in pulling you free. Panic for her, and you, began to sink in.
Sauntering over, Aria knelt down. “I’ll get it.” She said, slipping her manicured and long fingernails between your thin and pounded body and the concrete court. Her word choice concerned you, but you were still thankful that she was helping, and soon she had you peeled free and fluttering in her hand. “Alright, I saved your…now super dirty and sweaty…toy. What do I do with it?”
Maddie grabbed you from her a bit roughly, crumping your head in her hands. “He’s not a toy. He’s Cassie’s husband-to-be, Aria. And he’s a chill guy. I think you’d like him, so be nice.”
Aria put her hands up defensively. “Chill, Maddie. Calm down. I’m sorry. Just let it…the dude…‘reform’ somewhere safe this time, okay?” Her tone of voice clearly indicated disbelief in your true existence, but that intonation went over Maddie’s head.
Maddie ran a hand through her slick hair and walked over to a water cooler lying on the ground by the court’s edge. Atop the water cooler was a small and damp wash cloth, probably set aside earlier by Maddie for her convenience. A bit carelessly, Maddie dropped you on top of the water cooler, so you feel right beside the damp wash cloth. With an almost detached sense of dread, you noticed how tan colored the cloth was.
Your fiancée’s athletic sister took a few deep breaths and filled a cup from the water cooler, downing the liquid refreshment in a single gulp. She then leaned against the cooler and locked eyes with Aria. Lazily, her hand rested on the top of the cooler, right hand resting atop your body, and unknowingly keeping you just pressured enough to not reform.
“It’s weird, ya know? Cassie coming back with a one-foot tall dude? I guess he’s attractive, and funny, and nice. I’m super happy for Cassie.” Maddie shrugged. “I don’t know though. Seems like he lives a pretty terrifying life, and I don’t know how I’d cope if I was responsible for accidentally doing something horrible to him.”
As she spoke, her fingers outstretched and curled around your body. Those fingers slowly squeezed, tightening their grip, and soon you were lifted off the water cooler and into the air. You fought with every bone in your body to twitch and wiggle in Maddie’s iron grip, but you were simply too squished and defeated to protest. All you could do was see Aria out of the corner of your eye, the Brazilian beauty watching you intently.
Aria never took her eyes off of you as Maddie lifted you off of the water cooler. Aria didn’t stop Maddie from speaking either, or alert her to what was going on. She merely tried to hide her growing smirk, especially after what unfolded next.
Eyes fully on Aria, and totally wrapped up in her mini rant, Maddie began wiping her arms with your body, slapping your face into her biceps and scrubbing you up and down her skin. Naturally absorbent and malleable, your body picked up every bit of sweat and dirt from your future sister-in-law, even as your body screamed at being squashed and rubbed in this way. That didn’t stop Maddie from moving onto her long legs next, wrapping you around her toned thighs. It certainly didn’t keep her from shoving your head back against her tight ass, the stench and swampy sweat totally overpowering you.
In her focus on talking and looking at Aria, Maddie had completely confused you for her little wash cloth, and so oblivious wiped down her entire sweaty body with your own body. She rambled on the entire time to Aria, unaware of what she was inflicting upon you.
Finally, Maddie drew to a close. “So, anyway…that’s it. I’m thinking I can win the free-throw tournament at the park next weekend.” Maddie paused. “Were we talking about something else?” Aria bit back a laugh and shook her head. Maddie shrugged. “Huh. Alright, anyway, give me a sec.”
She dropped your limp body back onto the cooler and walked away. The basketball had rolled quite a way from the court after Maddie had thrown it, so she was going to retrieve it. With Maddie out of earshot, Aria crept over to the cooler and grinned down at you, mischievous and alluring eyes twinkling. Your dazed mind barely registered her though, to worn out physical and mentally from scrubbing down all the grime and yuck from Maddie’s body.
Aria plucked you up, wincing only slightly at how soaked in sweat you were. She noted your tired face and giggled. “Credit where credit is due.” She murmured, absentmindedly stroking your body. “This little squishy toy does look like a little dude. Still, Maddie should know by now that I’m the pranking master, and a little gooey toy isn’t going to freak me out. Love her enthusiasm though.”
Aria Oliveira considered herself a master of pranking, and hardly went a day without trying to pull one over on someone. Her pranks were always lighthearted and playful, if a bit flirty, and Aria was mischievous to no end. If someone pranked her back, she considered it the biggest thrill in the world, and now she was floating on cloud nine after perceiving the events of the past fifteen minutes as one big prank. Brand new prank ideas sprang to her mind.
Gazing at you gleefully, what does Aria do next?
A bit prominent, and perhaps befitting of her flirty attitude was Aria’s outfit of choice. Her tight red crop top was cut to reveal nearly all of her cleavage, and the majority of her stomach. Her wide hips and large butt were hugged tight in form-fitting short shorts that appeared to be a size too small for her. Thick thigs traced downward followed her long legs and feet in simple red flipflops.
Maddie cleared her throat and shook you a bit for emphasis, wiggling you in the air. “See how it looks like a little man? Well, it is. Uh…HE is, I guess. He can just be squashed and stuff.”
Aria flicked her eyes onto your face, then back up to Maddie. “…okay, sure. So you sat on him for fun?”
Maddie blushed. “Wha-NO! It was an accident. I don’t know how it happened.” She walked over to a small bench and set you down. “Let’s just let him reform, and he’ll explain everything.”
“Reform…uh huh.” Aria tore her gaze away from you slowly. “So, uh…what were you doing. Just some practice?”
As the two girls stumbled back into normal conversation, you thanked the stars above for your lucky break and focused on reforming as quickly as possible. You had sustained absurd punishment back in the living room, and knew it would take a few minutes at the least to grow back to 3D. You could only hope that Maddie and Aria would be distracted long enough for that to happen.
Of course, right as that thought crossed your mind, disaster struck. A strong gust of wind blew across the yard, chilling you to the bone. Maddie and Aria relished the cool breeze, their hair fluttering in the wind, but you almost screamed as you felt your paper-thin body lift up from the bench and flutter into the air. With your lungs still crushed flat, you could only silently yell as your body helplessly spun out of control.
The breeze died out shortly, and the lack of wind dumped you onto the concrete basketball court right near where Maddie and Aria had begun taking turns shooting hoops. Aria was awful at it, but her unfaltering laughter and occasionally playful flirting kept the mood light and their spirits high. You didn’t know quite how to interpret their relationship just yet, but any further train of thought down the line died as soon as Maddie decided to back up for her next throw.
Still too mangled to move or scream, you were powerless as the titanic giantess backed up right into you, dirty sneakers slamming onto your battered body. The treads in her shoes and her full weight above you squashed you flat again, undoing any progress you’d made so far. Maddie, of course, didn’t feel a thing, her mind way too focused on basketball. She merely lined up her shot, jumped in the air, and threw the ball.
Her ball went in, but you barely cared. All you saw was the wholly terrifying image of Maddie leap above you, seem to float in the air, and then crash back to the ground. Her sneakers pounded against your body with relentless savagery as she landed, mercilessly squeezing your squishy body into the very cracks of the pavement. Your whole body ached with the pain and the pressure, and you silently begged for help. Sadly, Maddie stayed put atop your body.
Surprisingly you received that help from a different source. Aria, never one to shy from staring at Maddie, had clearly seen you fall onto the ground. Before she could speak, she had watched her best friend trample over you, and then stomp onto your body after her jump. Frowning, she wondered why this supposed ‘squishy fiancé’ was being treated so callously, until she caught Maddie’s eye and realized the brown-haired athlete was oblivious.
Aria rolled her eyes. “Nice shot, and nice job trampling your squishy little man, or whatever.”
Maddie paled and looked down at her sneakers, seeing nothing. Sliding her feet apart and revealing your face, Maddie felt her knees go weak. Of course, she also didn’t realize that moving her feet like that unintentionally scraped her soles across your body, harshly grinding at your malleable body and caking half your face in dirt.
“Jake!” Maddie exclaimed, stepping off of you and squatting down. “How did you even…god, man! I’m so sorry dude! I thought you were safe on the bench.” She apologized, scraping at the corners of your body to peel you up. Sadly, you were pretty ground into the cement, and she couldn’t succeed in pulling you free. Panic for her, and you, began to sink in.
Sauntering over, Aria knelt down. “I’ll get it.” She said, slipping her manicured and long fingernails between your thin and pounded body and the concrete court. Her word choice concerned you, but you were still thankful that she was helping, and soon she had you peeled free and fluttering in her hand. “Alright, I saved your…now super dirty and sweaty…toy. What do I do with it?”
Maddie grabbed you from her a bit roughly, crumping your head in her hands. “He’s not a toy. He’s Cassie’s husband-to-be, Aria. And he’s a chill guy. I think you’d like him, so be nice.”
Aria put her hands up defensively. “Chill, Maddie. Calm down. I’m sorry. Just let it…the dude…‘reform’ somewhere safe this time, okay?” Her tone of voice clearly indicated disbelief in your true existence, but that intonation went over Maddie’s head.
Maddie ran a hand through her slick hair and walked over to a water cooler lying on the ground by the court’s edge. Atop the water cooler was a small and damp wash cloth, probably set aside earlier by Maddie for her convenience. A bit carelessly, Maddie dropped you on top of the water cooler, so you feel right beside the damp wash cloth. With an almost detached sense of dread, you noticed how tan colored the cloth was.
Your fiancée’s athletic sister took a few deep breaths and filled a cup from the water cooler, downing the liquid refreshment in a single gulp. She then leaned against the cooler and locked eyes with Aria. Lazily, her hand rested on the top of the cooler, right hand resting atop your body, and unknowingly keeping you just pressured enough to not reform.
“It’s weird, ya know? Cassie coming back with a one-foot tall dude? I guess he’s attractive, and funny, and nice. I’m super happy for Cassie.” Maddie shrugged. “I don’t know though. Seems like he lives a pretty terrifying life, and I don’t know how I’d cope if I was responsible for accidentally doing something horrible to him.”
As she spoke, her fingers outstretched and curled around your body. Those fingers slowly squeezed, tightening their grip, and soon you were lifted off the water cooler and into the air. You fought with every bone in your body to twitch and wiggle in Maddie’s iron grip, but you were simply too squished and defeated to protest. All you could do was see Aria out of the corner of your eye, the Brazilian beauty watching you intently.
Aria never took her eyes off of you as Maddie lifted you off of the water cooler. Aria didn’t stop Maddie from speaking either, or alert her to what was going on. She merely tried to hide her growing smirk, especially after what unfolded next.
Eyes fully on Aria, and totally wrapped up in her mini rant, Maddie began wiping her arms with your body, slapping your face into her biceps and scrubbing you up and down her skin. Naturally absorbent and malleable, your body picked up every bit of sweat and dirt from your future sister-in-law, even as your body screamed at being squashed and rubbed in this way. That didn’t stop Maddie from moving onto her long legs next, wrapping you around her toned thighs. It certainly didn’t keep her from shoving your head back against her tight ass, the stench and swampy sweat totally overpowering you.
In her focus on talking and looking at Aria, Maddie had completely confused you for her little wash cloth, and so oblivious wiped down her entire sweaty body with your own body. She rambled on the entire time to Aria, unaware of what she was inflicting upon you.
Finally, Maddie drew to a close. “So, anyway…that’s it. I’m thinking I can win the free-throw tournament at the park next weekend.” Maddie paused. “Were we talking about something else?” Aria bit back a laugh and shook her head. Maddie shrugged. “Huh. Alright, anyway, give me a sec.”
She dropped your limp body back onto the cooler and walked away. The basketball had rolled quite a way from the court after Maddie had thrown it, so she was going to retrieve it. With Maddie out of earshot, Aria crept over to the cooler and grinned down at you, mischievous and alluring eyes twinkling. Your dazed mind barely registered her though, to worn out physical and mentally from scrubbing down all the grime and yuck from Maddie’s body.
Aria plucked you up, wincing only slightly at how soaked in sweat you were. She noted your tired face and giggled. “Credit where credit is due.” She murmured, absentmindedly stroking your body. “This little squishy toy does look like a little dude. Still, Maddie should know by now that I’m the pranking master, and a little gooey toy isn’t going to freak me out. Love her enthusiasm though.”
Aria Oliveira considered herself a master of pranking, and hardly went a day without trying to pull one over on someone. Her pranks were always lighthearted and playful, if a bit flirty, and Aria was mischievous to no end. If someone pranked her back, she considered it the biggest thrill in the world, and now she was floating on cloud nine after perceiving the events of the past fifteen minutes as one big prank. Brand new prank ideas sprang to her mind.
Gazing at you gleefully, what does Aria do next?
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March 28, 2025
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