Thinks it's adorable. So does everyone.
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 23
by
copier
· original author:
gtstamer
Kimberly sat up causing you to yelp. The shift in pressure from Miss Small's supple skin around you worked your already sore muscles even more. You struggled with all your might against the grinding of Kimberly's subtle gyrations on the bed. You've made a promise to yourself to not be squished flat. By golly, you intended to keep that promise. Not only to prove to yourself you could but also to impress your soon-to-be mother-in-law that no matter how much abuse she put you through you could hold your own.
"Awe! Your little man is so sweet sis." Sophie swooned hearing 'your' request.
Maddy added in, "Yeah total adorbs Cass. I never imagined Butt Boy would be a gas to be around."
Cassie blushed a bright rosie red at stiffling her snort. She was a sucker for puns. Especially yours. Often times having her cracking up at your corny jokes. Cassie had to admit, if this was one of your practical jokes then you were going above and beyond the call of duty in her mom's booty.
Irina heard your pitiful squeaks holding up her finger, "Hold on girls. Butt Boy is saying something."
Kimberly peeked over her shoulder. She watched her friend once more bring her ear next to her butt. She couldn't tell what Irina was saying though. The whispers were just too low for her to descern anything. Kimberly postulated that was the intention all along. Irina was portraying her pretend role as the go-between to perfection. Whatever game her friend was playing she knew she would enjoy it.
"What does my little Butt Boy want now?" Kimberly questioned Irina, shaking her butt on the bed, rattling you in your perverbial cage.
Irina came back up, "Butt boy there says we better get up and about. The limousine should be here soon. He wants us looking our best."
All her daughter's eyes shot wide open. Excitement coursed through their bodies. None of them have ever been in such a luxurious vehicle before. They were understandably giddy for the adventure. Maddy and Sophie each shouted their praiseful props for you down at their mother's bum.
Cassie, for her part, gave Irina a suspicious glare. She knew better than to voice her concerns though. Not now anyway. She'd have to wait for her moment.
"If you'll excuse me girls; I need to go freshen up." Kimberly excused. "Talk amongst yourselves." she waved.
Kimberly rose, sashaying her way towards the bathroom. Her form straining the material of the leggings she wore as she did. You, meanwhile, were hidden from the outside world being rolled from cheek to cheek. Her massive glutes attempting to pummel you into paste on her soft backside. The sensation of which making you believe you were bunked inside a ship on a story night at sea.
You felt the tell-tell vibrations of Miss Smalls humming to herself as she merily waltzed stop abruptly. In its stead came a low rumbling sound from deep above of you. Inside her rectum. With her air vent laying directly in front of your face all you could do was brace yourself for the he enevitable.
Kimblerly, feeling what was coming-on, leaned against the bathroom doorway to brace herself. Lifting her right leg slightly she sensed the presence of her would-be son-in-law's face press itself firmly against her asshole. With a grunt she released the built up pressure in her bowels.
FRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPP
Laying there inside your fleshy home you came to a stark realization. You've been tricked! Suffering the full blast of your captresses foul eruption at point-blank range somehow knocked some sense back into you. It must've your inability to breathe in her musty aroma, or the knowledge of what your fiance's mom has done to you, or some combination. Fact was you were livid at being duped. Your violently thrash about. Desperate to escape. To end your nightmare only to no avail.
"I'm so sorry everyone..." Kimberly said, tearfully laughing from her prisoners futile struggles between her cheeks. "I didn't mean to let that one out...so loud."
Cassie rolled her eyes. While Maddy covered her face in surprise Sophie was already bowled over in a fit of laughter. She couldn't very well scold them for their reactions after she stated, only moments ago, how adorable it was her husband-to-be asking her mom to fart on him. Repeatedly at that. Glancing back over at Irina smirking with her tongue against the bottom of her top teeth one thing became abundantly clear to Cassie. She was never going to live down the love of her life being constantly humiliated in front of her family. By her own mother no less.
'What have I gotten myself into?' Cassie asked herself.
She sighed in defeat, "It's okay mom. Jake knew full well that was listed under the possible risks when he chose to hide away back there. Besides..." Cassie hesitated briefly, swallowing hard her pride to prepare herself for what she is about to say, "apparently he loves it when you do. Otherwise he wouldn't have..." 'I can't believe I'm having to defend him like this' she thought to herself, "...begged... for you to fart on him. I love Jake so, so much. All I want is for him to be happy. Plus, I know how hard of a burden it is for you to be taking care of him and fulfilling his... requests. It's really a relief to me that the both of you get along so great. So... Uh... Thank you mom for everything you've done for us. It means the world to me. I know my... Butt Boy... feels the same."
Kimberly felt her heart melt hearing her daughter doing her best to cheer her up. "Still, Butt Boy deserves better. As you told us so. 'Accidental' toots like I had just let slip out on him are, let's be completely honest here, extremely funny. For all of us obviously."
Cassie cowered into herself. She knew her mom was right. It really was comedy gold. If Jake wasn't her intended Cassie fathomed she too would be laughing as hard at him as everyone else is. In fact, she enjoyed hearing her family having a good time even if it was at her man's expense. She figured Jake would be understanding. Not like she ever knew of him holding any grudges.
"But I see your point dear." Kimberly continued trying her best to sound caring. "As hilarious as they may be; they're disrespectful not only to the little... man... living back there but to you as well. I shouldn't have taken Butt Boy for granted as I did. For that I apologize. Please forgive me Cassie."
"Always." Cassie smiled back.
"I promise I'll try my best, from now on, to only fart on your fiance' on purpose." Kimberly boldly proclaimed matter-of-factly.
"Awe! Your little man is so sweet sis." Sophie swooned hearing 'your' request.
Maddy added in, "Yeah total adorbs Cass. I never imagined Butt Boy would be a gas to be around."
Cassie blushed a bright rosie red at stiffling her snort. She was a sucker for puns. Especially yours. Often times having her cracking up at your corny jokes. Cassie had to admit, if this was one of your practical jokes then you were going above and beyond the call of duty in her mom's booty.
Irina heard your pitiful squeaks holding up her finger, "Hold on girls. Butt Boy is saying something."
Kimberly peeked over her shoulder. She watched her friend once more bring her ear next to her butt. She couldn't tell what Irina was saying though. The whispers were just too low for her to descern anything. Kimberly postulated that was the intention all along. Irina was portraying her pretend role as the go-between to perfection. Whatever game her friend was playing she knew she would enjoy it.
"What does my little Butt Boy want now?" Kimberly questioned Irina, shaking her butt on the bed, rattling you in your perverbial cage.
Irina came back up, "Butt boy there says we better get up and about. The limousine should be here soon. He wants us looking our best."
All her daughter's eyes shot wide open. Excitement coursed through their bodies. None of them have ever been in such a luxurious vehicle before. They were understandably giddy for the adventure. Maddy and Sophie each shouted their praiseful props for you down at their mother's bum.
Cassie, for her part, gave Irina a suspicious glare. She knew better than to voice her concerns though. Not now anyway. She'd have to wait for her moment.
"If you'll excuse me girls; I need to go freshen up." Kimberly excused. "Talk amongst yourselves." she waved.
Kimberly rose, sashaying her way towards the bathroom. Her form straining the material of the leggings she wore as she did. You, meanwhile, were hidden from the outside world being rolled from cheek to cheek. Her massive glutes attempting to pummel you into paste on her soft backside. The sensation of which making you believe you were bunked inside a ship on a story night at sea.
You felt the tell-tell vibrations of Miss Smalls humming to herself as she merily waltzed stop abruptly. In its stead came a low rumbling sound from deep above of you. Inside her rectum. With her air vent laying directly in front of your face all you could do was brace yourself for the he enevitable.
Kimblerly, feeling what was coming-on, leaned against the bathroom doorway to brace herself. Lifting her right leg slightly she sensed the presence of her would-be son-in-law's face press itself firmly against her asshole. With a grunt she released the built up pressure in her bowels.
FRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPP
Laying there inside your fleshy home you came to a stark realization. You've been tricked! Suffering the full blast of your captresses foul eruption at point-blank range somehow knocked some sense back into you. It must've your inability to breathe in her musty aroma, or the knowledge of what your fiance's mom has done to you, or some combination. Fact was you were livid at being duped. Your violently thrash about. Desperate to escape. To end your nightmare only to no avail.
"I'm so sorry everyone..." Kimberly said, tearfully laughing from her prisoners futile struggles between her cheeks. "I didn't mean to let that one out...so loud."
Cassie rolled her eyes. While Maddy covered her face in surprise Sophie was already bowled over in a fit of laughter. She couldn't very well scold them for their reactions after she stated, only moments ago, how adorable it was her husband-to-be asking her mom to fart on him. Repeatedly at that. Glancing back over at Irina smirking with her tongue against the bottom of her top teeth one thing became abundantly clear to Cassie. She was never going to live down the love of her life being constantly humiliated in front of her family. By her own mother no less.
'What have I gotten myself into?' Cassie asked herself.
She sighed in defeat, "It's okay mom. Jake knew full well that was listed under the possible risks when he chose to hide away back there. Besides..." Cassie hesitated briefly, swallowing hard her pride to prepare herself for what she is about to say, "apparently he loves it when you do. Otherwise he wouldn't have..." 'I can't believe I'm having to defend him like this' she thought to herself, "...begged... for you to fart on him. I love Jake so, so much. All I want is for him to be happy. Plus, I know how hard of a burden it is for you to be taking care of him and fulfilling his... requests. It's really a relief to me that the both of you get along so great. So... Uh... Thank you mom for everything you've done for us. It means the world to me. I know my... Butt Boy... feels the same."
Kimberly felt her heart melt hearing her daughter doing her best to cheer her up. "Still, Butt Boy deserves better. As you told us so. 'Accidental' toots like I had just let slip out on him are, let's be completely honest here, extremely funny. For all of us obviously."
Cassie cowered into herself. She knew her mom was right. It really was comedy gold. If Jake wasn't her intended Cassie fathomed she too would be laughing as hard at him as everyone else is. In fact, she enjoyed hearing her family having a good time even if it was at her man's expense. She figured Jake would be understanding. Not like she ever knew of him holding any grudges.
"But I see your point dear." Kimberly continued trying her best to sound caring. "As hilarious as they may be; they're disrespectful not only to the little... man... living back there but to you as well. I shouldn't have taken Butt Boy for granted as I did. For that I apologize. Please forgive me Cassie."
"Always." Cassie smiled back.
"I promise I'll try my best, from now on, to only fart on your fiance' on purpose." Kimberly boldly proclaimed matter-of-factly.
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