Keep this a secret between us. (Reserved)
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 20
by
copier
· original author:
gtstamer
"I want you too..." Kimberly stopped suddenly, the expression Irina saw plastered upon her friend's face told her all she needed to know. "On second thought let's make that a few conditions, shall we?"
"Conditions?" you repeated, taken back by Kimberly's slight backpedaling.
"Yes, conditions you dumb turd!" Kimberly hollered down at you. "Do you actually think you can live out your fantasy for free?"
"N-no... But I thought..." you commenced trying to redeem yourself, rather clumsily at that.
"Ha!" Kimberly roared, "That's your biggest mistake. Thinking. That pea brain of yours always gets you into trouble doesn't it?"
You nod your head, "I-I guess. It's just... I..."
"I can't imagine it can hold more than one thought at a time Kimmie." Irina butted in. "I mean his head is smaller than my pinky."
Both ladies burst up giggling at this. You turn beat red from being mocked so thoroughly. You try your very best to submerge your head in your soon-to-be mother-in-law's crack to hide like an ostrich burying its head in the ground. This had the unintended effect of making them laugh even harder. Kimberly's jiggling ass pounding you repeatedly with each convulsion she produced from her laughing fit.
"Awe, I'm sorry Jakie-Poo. I was only kidding. Come on out. Come-on!" Irina beckoned, whistling to you as she would a puppy soon as their sniggering died down.
You shook your head no. All you wanted to do was stow yourself away in your fiancé's mom's ass where you felt safe. In there nobody bothered you. Nobody made fun of you. You could pretend nothing else mattered outside your happy place. Wait, are you actually thinking what you are thinking?
Kimberly snapped her fingers. "This is the one and only time I say this. Get your head out of my ass now cum stain!"
You immediately lifted your head up.
"When either of us tell you something to do I expect full obedience. Is that understood shit head?" Kimberly's cross tone left no room for debate.
"Yes Ma'am." you meekly answered.
"Now as I was saying..." Kimberly recommenced her thoughts of reconsideration from a few minutes ago, "There's a few conditions you must agree to if you want me to be your owner. First of which, this stays between the three of us. I won't have my darling Cassie finding out her... husband-to-be... is my property."
"Oh, I agree." Irina concurred, "Cassie has enough stress to worry about without Butt Boy making a nuisance of himself. I bet she'd be so mad she wouldn't talk to any of us for quite some time if she found out."
"Exactly! I couldn't bear to have her angry at me because of what her fiancé asked me to do for him. So, what do you say Butt Boy? Will you keep quiet about our little arrangement?" Kimberly's deadly resonance had you cowering, snugging yourself back into her butt fissure for safety.
Reluctantly you too found Kimberly's logic infallible. "Y-yes. Of course. I love Cassie with all my heart. I wouldn't want to be the reason she loses her relationship with you."
Kimberly was very pleased to hear this. "Good boy. I must say you're not worth much to me with how pathetically small you are but keep up your brown nosing and maybe one day you'll amount to something. Not a man in my eyes, don't go getting hope, but something to be sure."
You were unexpectantly happy to be praised by your soon-to-be mother-in-law. Somehow it lifted your spirits. You pecked her cheek to show your gratitude. Catching the brief chuckle behind you from Irina you blushed.
"Secondly," Kimberly resumed, "I expect you to also pick up where you left off with Sarah. That includes everything she had you do for her. Do I make myself clear?"
You gulped, "Crystal."
Satisfied with your response, "Lastly you will do anything I tell you too AND more importantly convince everyone it's your idea."
You hesitated. Feeling your heart skipping a beat as you panicked realizing the implications of her last condition. If you convinced everyone that whatever your mother-in-law commanded you to do was your idea then you could never say she was to blame. It would leave you utterly at her mercy. Your life from there on out would truly be owned.
"Yes... Goddess. Your wish is my command."" you proclaimed, as taught to address by Sarah years ago.
Irina held her hand over her gaping mouth covering her surprise. Too in shock from what her friend had just manipulated into professing yourself into. Stunned into silence all she could do was watch as the new dynamic between you two play out right before her eyes.
"Hmm, goddess. I like the sound of that." Kimberly confessed, her pleasant smile betraying her feeling of superiority over you.
"Will... will you expect me to do the same for Mistress Irina, my Goddess?" you humbly inquire of your now new owner.
"You better if you know what's good for you." Kimberly admonished you sternly. "Whenever you're in... Mistress Irina's... care, obey her every word as if they were my own."
Irina's eyes shot open. Silently mouthing her friend 'thank you' she squealed with giddy delight upon hearing she'd get to have you as her pet from time-to-time. You could only imagine what scenario's the ditsy woman could come up with to torture you. No matter what they would be you knew you would have no choice in the matter but to perform her orders to the very best of your abilities. Such is your lot in life now.
"Yes Goddess. Your wish is my command." you once again announced in complete subjugation.
"I'll never get tired of hearing that." Kimberly cackled.
"Neither will I" Irina added.
You inwardly seethed. Though you were fully aware of how you got yourself into this situation you still hated the fact you had to address these two older, much larger, women so subserviently. To make matters worse there wasn't anything you could do about it either.
Seeing the time, "It's getting late shall we get to bed?" Irina posed, yawning while stretching her arms out as she rolled onto her back.
"Yeah... you're right." Kimberly acknowledged, "How about you Butt Boy? You know what you gotta do if you wanna sleep in your new home don't you?"
Of course you did, "Yes goddess..."
"Conditions?" you repeated, taken back by Kimberly's slight backpedaling.
"Yes, conditions you dumb turd!" Kimberly hollered down at you. "Do you actually think you can live out your fantasy for free?"
"N-no... But I thought..." you commenced trying to redeem yourself, rather clumsily at that.
"Ha!" Kimberly roared, "That's your biggest mistake. Thinking. That pea brain of yours always gets you into trouble doesn't it?"
You nod your head, "I-I guess. It's just... I..."
"I can't imagine it can hold more than one thought at a time Kimmie." Irina butted in. "I mean his head is smaller than my pinky."
Both ladies burst up giggling at this. You turn beat red from being mocked so thoroughly. You try your very best to submerge your head in your soon-to-be mother-in-law's crack to hide like an ostrich burying its head in the ground. This had the unintended effect of making them laugh even harder. Kimberly's jiggling ass pounding you repeatedly with each convulsion she produced from her laughing fit.
"Awe, I'm sorry Jakie-Poo. I was only kidding. Come on out. Come-on!" Irina beckoned, whistling to you as she would a puppy soon as their sniggering died down.
You shook your head no. All you wanted to do was stow yourself away in your fiancé's mom's ass where you felt safe. In there nobody bothered you. Nobody made fun of you. You could pretend nothing else mattered outside your happy place. Wait, are you actually thinking what you are thinking?
Kimberly snapped her fingers. "This is the one and only time I say this. Get your head out of my ass now cum stain!"
You immediately lifted your head up.
"When either of us tell you something to do I expect full obedience. Is that understood shit head?" Kimberly's cross tone left no room for debate.
"Yes Ma'am." you meekly answered.
"Now as I was saying..." Kimberly recommenced her thoughts of reconsideration from a few minutes ago, "There's a few conditions you must agree to if you want me to be your owner. First of which, this stays between the three of us. I won't have my darling Cassie finding out her... husband-to-be... is my property."
"Oh, I agree." Irina concurred, "Cassie has enough stress to worry about without Butt Boy making a nuisance of himself. I bet she'd be so mad she wouldn't talk to any of us for quite some time if she found out."
"Exactly! I couldn't bear to have her angry at me because of what her fiancé asked me to do for him. So, what do you say Butt Boy? Will you keep quiet about our little arrangement?" Kimberly's deadly resonance had you cowering, snugging yourself back into her butt fissure for safety.
Reluctantly you too found Kimberly's logic infallible. "Y-yes. Of course. I love Cassie with all my heart. I wouldn't want to be the reason she loses her relationship with you."
Kimberly was very pleased to hear this. "Good boy. I must say you're not worth much to me with how pathetically small you are but keep up your brown nosing and maybe one day you'll amount to something. Not a man in my eyes, don't go getting hope, but something to be sure."
You were unexpectantly happy to be praised by your soon-to-be mother-in-law. Somehow it lifted your spirits. You pecked her cheek to show your gratitude. Catching the brief chuckle behind you from Irina you blushed.
"Secondly," Kimberly resumed, "I expect you to also pick up where you left off with Sarah. That includes everything she had you do for her. Do I make myself clear?"
You gulped, "Crystal."
Satisfied with your response, "Lastly you will do anything I tell you too AND more importantly convince everyone it's your idea."
You hesitated. Feeling your heart skipping a beat as you panicked realizing the implications of her last condition. If you convinced everyone that whatever your mother-in-law commanded you to do was your idea then you could never say she was to blame. It would leave you utterly at her mercy. Your life from there on out would truly be owned.
"Yes... Goddess. Your wish is my command."" you proclaimed, as taught to address by Sarah years ago.
Irina held her hand over her gaping mouth covering her surprise. Too in shock from what her friend had just manipulated into professing yourself into. Stunned into silence all she could do was watch as the new dynamic between you two play out right before her eyes.
"Hmm, goddess. I like the sound of that." Kimberly confessed, her pleasant smile betraying her feeling of superiority over you.
"Will... will you expect me to do the same for Mistress Irina, my Goddess?" you humbly inquire of your now new owner.
"You better if you know what's good for you." Kimberly admonished you sternly. "Whenever you're in... Mistress Irina's... care, obey her every word as if they were my own."
Irina's eyes shot open. Silently mouthing her friend 'thank you' she squealed with giddy delight upon hearing she'd get to have you as her pet from time-to-time. You could only imagine what scenario's the ditsy woman could come up with to torture you. No matter what they would be you knew you would have no choice in the matter but to perform her orders to the very best of your abilities. Such is your lot in life now.
"Yes Goddess. Your wish is my command." you once again announced in complete subjugation.
"I'll never get tired of hearing that." Kimberly cackled.
"Neither will I" Irina added.
You inwardly seethed. Though you were fully aware of how you got yourself into this situation you still hated the fact you had to address these two older, much larger, women so subserviently. To make matters worse there wasn't anything you could do about it either.
Seeing the time, "It's getting late shall we get to bed?" Irina posed, yawning while stretching her arms out as she rolled onto her back.
"Yeah... you're right." Kimberly acknowledged, "How about you Butt Boy? You know what you gotta do if you wanna sleep in your new home don't you?"
Of course you did, "Yes goddess..."
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