A Family Trip and a Stowaway (part two)
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
lifesaver
"Uhh yes, of course I am a real human being just like you." You responded. Irina had been firing multiple questions at you from the second she had discovered you flattened to the underside of her large suitcase.
"Woah, and you survived my heavy bag flattening you because...?" She continued
"My body is naturally squishy and malleable so no matter what happens to me I'll always pop back into shape... eventually." You said.
"Woah, and you got these powers because of like a chemical spill or something? Like a superhero?" Irina added.
"Haha, while I'm flattered you would label me as a superhero, I have actually been like this since birth! Doctors and scientists studied me a lot when I was a kid but nobody could figure it out!" You responded back up to her. You had been labeled a lot of different things in your life thanks to your stature, but it wasn't often that the label was something positive rather than the usual rotation of shrimp, pipsqueak, toy, etc. Because of this you didn't mind the incessant questioning. That plus the view of her canyon-like cleavage hovering no more than a foot away from you kept you sufficiently entertained. Of course, you still thought of your fiance as far and away the most perfect woman in the world, but that didn't mean you were incapable of at least acknowledging the radiant beauty of a woman like Irina.
During the past few minutes, Maddie and Sophie had ran upstairs to pack as quickly as possible for this surprise trip. Now it was only you, Cassie, Irina, and Kimberly left seated in the living room waiting. Kimberly had of course already packed, and Irina had as well, with her bag that you had been introduced to already. As for you and Cassie, neither of you even had enough time yet to unpack which worked out in your favor so you were ready for the trip as is.
As Irina's questions finally lulled, a moment of silence overtook the room. Kimberly seized the opportunity to speak once more, saying down to you on the table,
"Alright well now that introductions are out of the way, I believe we need to figure out the logistics of how we are going to get you on this plane, Jake." Turning around to face her, she continued, "The way I see it there are a few options. You could either ride inside Cassie's suitcase, inside of her socks under her feet, or in her pants." Both you and Cassie blushed furiously at the matter of fact way Kimberly was speaking, talking about things like you literally getting in her daughter's pants. "Each comes with its respective pros and cons, of course. I assume you are familiar enough with each situation after the life you've led to know what they are, yes?"
The way Kimberly talked so nonchalantly about you being confined in Cassie's suitcase, squashed flat underneath her foot, or squeezed tightly between her ass cheeks was startling to say the least. It seemed like when it was convenient for her, Kimberly had grown quickly accustomed to viewing you as nothing more than an object. An unsettling observation to say the least. Ever your savior, Cassie luckily spoke up,
"Mom, I don't know how comfortable I feel putting Jake through that for the 8 hour flight!" Gulping, you didn't even know the flight was 8 hours, but there wasn't any time to process that fact as Kimberly quickly responded.
"Oh, well I understand that, dear." Cassie seemed surprised as Kimberly appeared to be listening to her pleas, but just then Kimberly added on, "I'm sure either Irina or I would be able to transport him on ourselves in that case. However, I'm sure both of us are a bit, ehem, heavier than you if you excuse my rudeness, Irina."
"Oh no offense taken, Kim! It's just the truth! I could probably fit two or three of the little guys in my big ol butt and you still wouldn't be able to see them! ... No offense, Jake!" Irina responded in an utterly carefree manner, only at the end realizing she may have offended you in return. From this retort you already began to grow a few seeds of fear in your heart about how spending time around this woman would go. You could tell she was a fun loving woman, and while they are a blast to spend time with, it often meant they were less concerned with where they were throwing around their assets. Gulping with trepidation, you didn't even have time to respond before Cassie did.
"Nevermind! I'd be happy to keep him on me! Don't worry about it!" Cassie shot you a brief look and you two immediately made the mental connection that this was for the greater good. There was no telling how stashing you away on anyone else's body would turn out. At least this way Cassie herself would be in charge of you.
"Great! Well then which option are you two going to select?" Kimberly asked. You swore you saw the briefest of smirks flash across her face, almost like she was enjoying forcing you to pick your own torture for the journey ahead.
You and Cassie looked at each other, your gaze then shifted towards her massive rump pressed into the couch, then down over the edge of the coffee table towards her sizable feet. It was going to be a tough decision.
"Woah, and you survived my heavy bag flattening you because...?" She continued
"My body is naturally squishy and malleable so no matter what happens to me I'll always pop back into shape... eventually." You said.
"Woah, and you got these powers because of like a chemical spill or something? Like a superhero?" Irina added.
"Haha, while I'm flattered you would label me as a superhero, I have actually been like this since birth! Doctors and scientists studied me a lot when I was a kid but nobody could figure it out!" You responded back up to her. You had been labeled a lot of different things in your life thanks to your stature, but it wasn't often that the label was something positive rather than the usual rotation of shrimp, pipsqueak, toy, etc. Because of this you didn't mind the incessant questioning. That plus the view of her canyon-like cleavage hovering no more than a foot away from you kept you sufficiently entertained. Of course, you still thought of your fiance as far and away the most perfect woman in the world, but that didn't mean you were incapable of at least acknowledging the radiant beauty of a woman like Irina.
During the past few minutes, Maddie and Sophie had ran upstairs to pack as quickly as possible for this surprise trip. Now it was only you, Cassie, Irina, and Kimberly left seated in the living room waiting. Kimberly had of course already packed, and Irina had as well, with her bag that you had been introduced to already. As for you and Cassie, neither of you even had enough time yet to unpack which worked out in your favor so you were ready for the trip as is.
As Irina's questions finally lulled, a moment of silence overtook the room. Kimberly seized the opportunity to speak once more, saying down to you on the table,
"Alright well now that introductions are out of the way, I believe we need to figure out the logistics of how we are going to get you on this plane, Jake." Turning around to face her, she continued, "The way I see it there are a few options. You could either ride inside Cassie's suitcase, inside of her socks under her feet, or in her pants." Both you and Cassie blushed furiously at the matter of fact way Kimberly was speaking, talking about things like you literally getting in her daughter's pants. "Each comes with its respective pros and cons, of course. I assume you are familiar enough with each situation after the life you've led to know what they are, yes?"
The way Kimberly talked so nonchalantly about you being confined in Cassie's suitcase, squashed flat underneath her foot, or squeezed tightly between her ass cheeks was startling to say the least. It seemed like when it was convenient for her, Kimberly had grown quickly accustomed to viewing you as nothing more than an object. An unsettling observation to say the least. Ever your savior, Cassie luckily spoke up,
"Mom, I don't know how comfortable I feel putting Jake through that for the 8 hour flight!" Gulping, you didn't even know the flight was 8 hours, but there wasn't any time to process that fact as Kimberly quickly responded.
"Oh, well I understand that, dear." Cassie seemed surprised as Kimberly appeared to be listening to her pleas, but just then Kimberly added on, "I'm sure either Irina or I would be able to transport him on ourselves in that case. However, I'm sure both of us are a bit, ehem, heavier than you if you excuse my rudeness, Irina."
"Oh no offense taken, Kim! It's just the truth! I could probably fit two or three of the little guys in my big ol butt and you still wouldn't be able to see them! ... No offense, Jake!" Irina responded in an utterly carefree manner, only at the end realizing she may have offended you in return. From this retort you already began to grow a few seeds of fear in your heart about how spending time around this woman would go. You could tell she was a fun loving woman, and while they are a blast to spend time with, it often meant they were less concerned with where they were throwing around their assets. Gulping with trepidation, you didn't even have time to respond before Cassie did.
"Nevermind! I'd be happy to keep him on me! Don't worry about it!" Cassie shot you a brief look and you two immediately made the mental connection that this was for the greater good. There was no telling how stashing you away on anyone else's body would turn out. At least this way Cassie herself would be in charge of you.
"Great! Well then which option are you two going to select?" Kimberly asked. You swore you saw the briefest of smirks flash across her face, almost like she was enjoying forcing you to pick your own torture for the journey ahead.
You and Cassie looked at each other, your gaze then shifted towards her massive rump pressed into the couch, then down over the edge of the coffee table towards her sizable feet. It was going to be a tough decision.
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