Beg with all your heart to go back home.
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
gtstamer
"Yes Goddess... May I..." You began begging.
"Hold on." Kimberly interrupted you. "I almost forgot. Only call me goddess when we're alone or if Irina is with us. Otherwise you'll address me properly as Miss Smalls is that understood?"
Looking around you nervously answer, "Y-yes goddess..."
"Same goes with Mistress Irina." Kimberly added.
"Oh I see!" Irina epiphanied, "That way Cassie and the others don't suspect anything right?"
Kimberly nodded. "So start again turd nugget, only this time pretending we're not alone."
"Not alone?" You repeated confused.
"Yeah. Think of it as... a bit of practice. Roleplay if you will. Here, I'll start." Kimberly informed you.
Unnbeknownst to you Irina had silently taken out her cell pushing record while you were distracted.
"Oh that was quite a day. Thank you so much for being such a good sport about this situation Jake. It means the world to me you giving me and my darling Cassie the time to get caught up. I'm just so so sorry that hasn't happened yet."
Taking your cue, "Um... No problem Miss Smalls. I'm glad I could help. Really! Take all the time you need. I don't mind at all."
Kimberly turns her head away from the camera, hiding her smirk. "Don't you... Don't you want to come out now? You can sleep between Irina and me."
"No. That's okay." You politely decline, "If it's all the same to you I'd rather stay here. After all, I did promise you I'd stay here anyway until you get all caught up right? What kind of man would I be in Cassie's eyes, in your eyes, if I broke my promise?"
"But you don't have to stay in my butt all the time. You're free to ask to be let out whenever you want. Simply tap me okay. You're not my prisoner." Kimberly sarcastically stated, pretending to care about your freedoms.
"I know." You agreed, "I just really want to stay here. It's kinda like my home. I... I actually love it."
"You do?" Kimberly feined shock.
"Of course! What's not to love? I feel safe in your butt. It's like I'm constantly getting a warm, motherly, embrace with every step you take. Plus whenever you sit on me it's comforting to know I'm giving you the cushion and support you need. And... And your just so beautiful." You caress her cheeks placing a soft kisses on each one.
"Aren't you just the sweetest young man ever!" Kimberly gushed. "But what about Cassie? I don't think she'll be happy with her fiance' begging to stay in her own mother's butt."
"It... It can be our little secret." You countered, playing your role as best you could, it was only pretend right? "I could.. I don't know... think of excuses for you to use to keep me if you like? Please Miss Smalls. I just really wanna stay here. Please don't evict me out of my new home!'
With that said you threw yourself against her rear. Hugging tight as much as her booty flesh against you as you could. To the phone's camera held by Irina it looked like you were being senscere in your plea. Kimberly did her best to look very torn about it. She knew in order to pull this off she needed to make her daughter believe you were some sick weirdo. At least, if she ever needed to use this video to blackmail you.
Kimberly bit her lip. "Are... Are you really sure this is what you want Jake?"
"More than anything I have ever been Miss Smalls." You responded kissing the top of her crack. "You'd make me the happiest man in the world. Oh, please Miss Smalls. Let me stay in n your butt. Oh please oh please oh please oh please!"
"O-okay. Okay! Fine! You can stay." Kimberly reluctantly relented.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" You excitedly shouted as you passionately shower her ass with kisses.
Kimberly facepaalmed, "I can't believe I'm doing this."
"Did you say something Miss Smalls?" You asked between kisses.
"Nothing!" Kimberly said recovering herself, thankful you didn't hear, more to play to the camera, "Just uh... Just tap my cheeks a couple of times when you want out alright."
"That'll never happen." You boldly declare.
Irina's cell recorded Kimberly then pulling back up the back of her pants over her curvaceous bottom making you disappear from the world. The fabric of her black leggings could be seen moving and bilulging as the tiny man inside them snuggled himself into its owners crack. Irina could be heard silently exclaiming 'Oh my god!' behind the camera.
Kimberly mouthed 'I know right' mere moments before a fart could be heard coming from her bottom followed immediately by a very joyous yell from within. "Wow! You even smell great too!"
The video caught Kimberly trying to hide her blushing with her hands before abruptly ending. Irina gave her friend a thumbs up letting her know she got everything.
~*~
You were on edge all throughout the night. Fretting the plethora of unknown tortures your soon-to-be mother-in-law would be doing to you danced about your mind. You squirmed like a sleep-weary insomniac inside Kimberly's butt crevase at the non-stop bombardment of your own nightmarish imaginations. Not to mention your fear of the punishments she'd inflict upon you should you fail to convince everyone those horrid and humiliating tasks were all your ideas.
You tried your best to shake your worries away. Going so far as to using the coping mechanisms your mother's counselor had given you to deal with being forcably used against your will. Only this time it didn't work. All your pitiful efforts managed to do was spring forth a reverberating moan from your captor. The wiggling your body made between her cheeks whenever you were unable to expell a disturbing thought obviously became a pleasant sensation for your owner. Yet another reason for you to be filled with dread to keep you restless.
So you waited. Waited some more. Waited for hours on end to hear the bad news of what you'd be commanded to do. At first, the muffled sounds of far off chatter mixed with what you figured were cell phone clicks came sporadically into your prison. However, soon those too died down leaving you in perpetual silence. Broken only by the occasional gas burst released from your would-be mother-in-law's rectum.
Nothing further happened until Sophie came in, accompanied by her sisters behind her, smiling, naturally because they were estatic for tickets to the play being delivered under their door. Their exuberant energy as they came rushing to hug their mother jolting you uncomfortably against each cheek repeatedly.
"Mom! Why didn't you tell us you got tickets to see Hamilton?" Inquires Maddie, shaking her fist holding her ticket in glee.
Miss Smalls groggily rubbed her eyes, awake now hearing the shrill voice of her youngest, "Hmm? Oh those. They were Butt... I mean... Jakes' idea."
"Really?" Cassie blurted surprised, not catching her mother's near slip up. "Awe! That's my man! So sweet and thoughtful. I can't wait to good see the show with him."
With her head still turned away from her daughters Kimberly rolled her eyes. She hated how her oldest still swooned over the butt rag residing in her rear. She needed to keep them apart if she had any chance of breaking them up. Then it hit her all the activities of the previous night. Of how her precious daughter's soon-to-be ex- fiance' had become her property. The wheels in her head began spinning.
Kimberly grinned before dawning a sad face to turn to face her child. "Cassie, I hate to be the one to burst your bubble but your... man... only got us ladies tickets."
"Huh? Only... What? But why?" Cassandra gasped perplexed.
This was the opening her mom was hoping for. "He was telling me last night how he felt in the way of us girls having a ladies weekend and how he wanted to make up for it. So, using Irina's phone, which she graciously let him borrow, he booked us a full weekend of events and shows to go see. In addition to all the local attractions, museums, and resteraunts for us to go visit he arranged for us all to travel in style via lemon. His treat. He insisted."
Your heart sank overhearing this. 'Not true!' you desperately wanted to shout. Little did they know it was, in fact, Irina who had been the one to orchistrate everything in their schedules. You had been securely tucked away inside Kimberly's ass when she conspired with Irina on her keep-away plan. There's no way you could've possibly made any plans. Then you realized it must've been all the whispers, giggles, and clicking you weren't able to descern through the mountains of flesh that you had heard last night.
You should've suspected as much from Irina. She was like Kimberly's right-hand-woman. Willing and able to do anything, and everything, for your captress. You gathered even if you could somehow get past Kimberly's lies there'd be no way for you to be believed with Irina backing them up. No. You were truly doomed now to being their plaything.
Your only hope now lie with your beloved Cassie coming to your rescue.
"Hold on." Kimberly interrupted you. "I almost forgot. Only call me goddess when we're alone or if Irina is with us. Otherwise you'll address me properly as Miss Smalls is that understood?"
Looking around you nervously answer, "Y-yes goddess..."
"Same goes with Mistress Irina." Kimberly added.
"Oh I see!" Irina epiphanied, "That way Cassie and the others don't suspect anything right?"
Kimberly nodded. "So start again turd nugget, only this time pretending we're not alone."
"Not alone?" You repeated confused.
"Yeah. Think of it as... a bit of practice. Roleplay if you will. Here, I'll start." Kimberly informed you.
Unnbeknownst to you Irina had silently taken out her cell pushing record while you were distracted.
"Oh that was quite a day. Thank you so much for being such a good sport about this situation Jake. It means the world to me you giving me and my darling Cassie the time to get caught up. I'm just so so sorry that hasn't happened yet."
Taking your cue, "Um... No problem Miss Smalls. I'm glad I could help. Really! Take all the time you need. I don't mind at all."
Kimberly turns her head away from the camera, hiding her smirk. "Don't you... Don't you want to come out now? You can sleep between Irina and me."
"No. That's okay." You politely decline, "If it's all the same to you I'd rather stay here. After all, I did promise you I'd stay here anyway until you get all caught up right? What kind of man would I be in Cassie's eyes, in your eyes, if I broke my promise?"
"But you don't have to stay in my butt all the time. You're free to ask to be let out whenever you want. Simply tap me okay. You're not my prisoner." Kimberly sarcastically stated, pretending to care about your freedoms.
"I know." You agreed, "I just really want to stay here. It's kinda like my home. I... I actually love it."
"You do?" Kimberly feined shock.
"Of course! What's not to love? I feel safe in your butt. It's like I'm constantly getting a warm, motherly, embrace with every step you take. Plus whenever you sit on me it's comforting to know I'm giving you the cushion and support you need. And... And your just so beautiful." You caress her cheeks placing a soft kisses on each one.
"Aren't you just the sweetest young man ever!" Kimberly gushed. "But what about Cassie? I don't think she'll be happy with her fiance' begging to stay in her own mother's butt."
"It... It can be our little secret." You countered, playing your role as best you could, it was only pretend right? "I could.. I don't know... think of excuses for you to use to keep me if you like? Please Miss Smalls. I just really wanna stay here. Please don't evict me out of my new home!'
With that said you threw yourself against her rear. Hugging tight as much as her booty flesh against you as you could. To the phone's camera held by Irina it looked like you were being senscere in your plea. Kimberly did her best to look very torn about it. She knew in order to pull this off she needed to make her daughter believe you were some sick weirdo. At least, if she ever needed to use this video to blackmail you.
Kimberly bit her lip. "Are... Are you really sure this is what you want Jake?"
"More than anything I have ever been Miss Smalls." You responded kissing the top of her crack. "You'd make me the happiest man in the world. Oh, please Miss Smalls. Let me stay in n your butt. Oh please oh please oh please oh please!"
"O-okay. Okay! Fine! You can stay." Kimberly reluctantly relented.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" You excitedly shouted as you passionately shower her ass with kisses.
Kimberly facepaalmed, "I can't believe I'm doing this."
"Did you say something Miss Smalls?" You asked between kisses.
"Nothing!" Kimberly said recovering herself, thankful you didn't hear, more to play to the camera, "Just uh... Just tap my cheeks a couple of times when you want out alright."
"That'll never happen." You boldly declare.
Irina's cell recorded Kimberly then pulling back up the back of her pants over her curvaceous bottom making you disappear from the world. The fabric of her black leggings could be seen moving and bilulging as the tiny man inside them snuggled himself into its owners crack. Irina could be heard silently exclaiming 'Oh my god!' behind the camera.
Kimberly mouthed 'I know right' mere moments before a fart could be heard coming from her bottom followed immediately by a very joyous yell from within. "Wow! You even smell great too!"
The video caught Kimberly trying to hide her blushing with her hands before abruptly ending. Irina gave her friend a thumbs up letting her know she got everything.
~*~
You were on edge all throughout the night. Fretting the plethora of unknown tortures your soon-to-be mother-in-law would be doing to you danced about your mind. You squirmed like a sleep-weary insomniac inside Kimberly's butt crevase at the non-stop bombardment of your own nightmarish imaginations. Not to mention your fear of the punishments she'd inflict upon you should you fail to convince everyone those horrid and humiliating tasks were all your ideas.
You tried your best to shake your worries away. Going so far as to using the coping mechanisms your mother's counselor had given you to deal with being forcably used against your will. Only this time it didn't work. All your pitiful efforts managed to do was spring forth a reverberating moan from your captor. The wiggling your body made between her cheeks whenever you were unable to expell a disturbing thought obviously became a pleasant sensation for your owner. Yet another reason for you to be filled with dread to keep you restless.
So you waited. Waited some more. Waited for hours on end to hear the bad news of what you'd be commanded to do. At first, the muffled sounds of far off chatter mixed with what you figured were cell phone clicks came sporadically into your prison. However, soon those too died down leaving you in perpetual silence. Broken only by the occasional gas burst released from your would-be mother-in-law's rectum.
Nothing further happened until Sophie came in, accompanied by her sisters behind her, smiling, naturally because they were estatic for tickets to the play being delivered under their door. Their exuberant energy as they came rushing to hug their mother jolting you uncomfortably against each cheek repeatedly.
"Mom! Why didn't you tell us you got tickets to see Hamilton?" Inquires Maddie, shaking her fist holding her ticket in glee.
Miss Smalls groggily rubbed her eyes, awake now hearing the shrill voice of her youngest, "Hmm? Oh those. They were Butt... I mean... Jakes' idea."
"Really?" Cassie blurted surprised, not catching her mother's near slip up. "Awe! That's my man! So sweet and thoughtful. I can't wait to good see the show with him."
With her head still turned away from her daughters Kimberly rolled her eyes. She hated how her oldest still swooned over the butt rag residing in her rear. She needed to keep them apart if she had any chance of breaking them up. Then it hit her all the activities of the previous night. Of how her precious daughter's soon-to-be ex- fiance' had become her property. The wheels in her head began spinning.
Kimberly grinned before dawning a sad face to turn to face her child. "Cassie, I hate to be the one to burst your bubble but your... man... only got us ladies tickets."
"Huh? Only... What? But why?" Cassandra gasped perplexed.
This was the opening her mom was hoping for. "He was telling me last night how he felt in the way of us girls having a ladies weekend and how he wanted to make up for it. So, using Irina's phone, which she graciously let him borrow, he booked us a full weekend of events and shows to go see. In addition to all the local attractions, museums, and resteraunts for us to go visit he arranged for us all to travel in style via lemon. His treat. He insisted."
Your heart sank overhearing this. 'Not true!' you desperately wanted to shout. Little did they know it was, in fact, Irina who had been the one to orchistrate everything in their schedules. You had been securely tucked away inside Kimberly's ass when she conspired with Irina on her keep-away plan. There's no way you could've possibly made any plans. Then you realized it must've been all the whispers, giggles, and clicking you weren't able to descern through the mountains of flesh that you had heard last night.
You should've suspected as much from Irina. She was like Kimberly's right-hand-woman. Willing and able to do anything, and everything, for your captress. You gathered even if you could somehow get past Kimberly's lies there'd be no way for you to be believed with Irina backing them up. No. You were truly doomed now to being their plaything.
Your only hope now lie with your beloved Cassie coming to your rescue.
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