The Game Continues
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 16
by
copier
· original author:
rpcity
After spinning and soaring through the air for what seems like an eternity, you plop right back down in the center of the bed, right where you started before Kimberly's dare.
The women laugh at the scene that just played out before them, narrowly avoiding crushing you flat beneath their bodies several times. Fortunately for you, you remain unharmed for the first time in several minutes. That gives you the opportunity to recover and reform, although you're still very very buzzed.
"Whew! That was wild!" Irina squealed.
Kimberly laughed in response. "You pulled that dare of fabulously Jake! I didn't think you had it in you. Honestly I thought you'd end up in Irina!" she said, sending the women into another fit of laughter. You chuckled nervously alongside them.
"Well, since we're all back in position, let's keep this game going!" Kimberly crows, popping open another bottle of champagne and filling everyone's glasses - including your shot glass. "Alright Jake, I think it's your turn to ask Irina," the women look at you with anticipation.
You're still a little shaken from your "Dare" experience and your unexpected flight, but you gather your nerves. You desperately want to get Irina back for nearly swallowing you. You nod in understanding.
"Well, first of all Irina thank you for not swallowing me," you say with a smile as Irina takes a mock bow. "But I'm not going to go easy on you! So tell me..." you start before pausing and staring down Kimberly's friend, "How did I taste in your mouth?" you ask with a smirk.
Irina and Kimberly gasp at your audacity to ask that question, but Irina quickly composes herself and leans in close. She wraps her hand around you and lifts you to her face with a sexy smile.
"I guess you couldn't hear me under my tongue little guy. But you. Tasted. Wonderful," she whispered before licking your face gently and letting you suddenly drop back to the bed. She laughed loudly at your expression, having successfully turned the tables back on you.
She then turned to face her friend. "Ok Kimmy. You enjoyed having him in your ass, but how jealous were you that Jake ended up in my glass and not yours?" she asked with a smirk. You squirmed, starting to grow uncomfortable with the line of questions you had started.
Kimberly smiled at her friend and stared directly at you. "Sure. I would have preferred that he ended up in my glass instead of yours. But I don't know that I'd say I was jealous. After all, he's already gotten much more closely acquainted with me. Right Jake?" she asks, shifting in her seat and wiggling her ass in your direction. You grimace, but can't tear your eyes off of Kimberly's soft, full ass.
Kimberly shifts back and returns her gaze to you. You shift uncomfortably in your seat, taking a big, heavy drink from your shot glass.
"Did you think you were going to die Jake?" she asks straight faced.
You swallow hard. You know you're not ready to jump into another dare, and you're more than capable of answering this question.
"Honestly, all that champagne had soaked into my body, I hardly knew what was going on. But I'm very glad I didn't get swallowed!" you say with a sigh. The women seem satisfied, but Kimberly makes a mental note of the impact being dunked in alcohol had on you.
The game continues like this for a few more rounds, eventually getting off the topic of your previous dare. But eventually, someone doesn't want to answer a question. Who gets the next dare?
The women laugh at the scene that just played out before them, narrowly avoiding crushing you flat beneath their bodies several times. Fortunately for you, you remain unharmed for the first time in several minutes. That gives you the opportunity to recover and reform, although you're still very very buzzed.
"Whew! That was wild!" Irina squealed.
Kimberly laughed in response. "You pulled that dare of fabulously Jake! I didn't think you had it in you. Honestly I thought you'd end up in Irina!" she said, sending the women into another fit of laughter. You chuckled nervously alongside them.
"Well, since we're all back in position, let's keep this game going!" Kimberly crows, popping open another bottle of champagne and filling everyone's glasses - including your shot glass. "Alright Jake, I think it's your turn to ask Irina," the women look at you with anticipation.
You're still a little shaken from your "Dare" experience and your unexpected flight, but you gather your nerves. You desperately want to get Irina back for nearly swallowing you. You nod in understanding.
"Well, first of all Irina thank you for not swallowing me," you say with a smile as Irina takes a mock bow. "But I'm not going to go easy on you! So tell me..." you start before pausing and staring down Kimberly's friend, "How did I taste in your mouth?" you ask with a smirk.
Irina and Kimberly gasp at your audacity to ask that question, but Irina quickly composes herself and leans in close. She wraps her hand around you and lifts you to her face with a sexy smile.
"I guess you couldn't hear me under my tongue little guy. But you. Tasted. Wonderful," she whispered before licking your face gently and letting you suddenly drop back to the bed. She laughed loudly at your expression, having successfully turned the tables back on you.
She then turned to face her friend. "Ok Kimmy. You enjoyed having him in your ass, but how jealous were you that Jake ended up in my glass and not yours?" she asked with a smirk. You squirmed, starting to grow uncomfortable with the line of questions you had started.
Kimberly smiled at her friend and stared directly at you. "Sure. I would have preferred that he ended up in my glass instead of yours. But I don't know that I'd say I was jealous. After all, he's already gotten much more closely acquainted with me. Right Jake?" she asks, shifting in her seat and wiggling her ass in your direction. You grimace, but can't tear your eyes off of Kimberly's soft, full ass.
Kimberly shifts back and returns her gaze to you. You shift uncomfortably in your seat, taking a big, heavy drink from your shot glass.
"Did you think you were going to die Jake?" she asks straight faced.
You swallow hard. You know you're not ready to jump into another dare, and you're more than capable of answering this question.
"Honestly, all that champagne had soaked into my body, I hardly knew what was going on. But I'm very glad I didn't get swallowed!" you say with a sigh. The women seem satisfied, but Kimberly makes a mental note of the impact being dunked in alcohol had on you.
The game continues like this for a few more rounds, eventually getting off the topic of your previous dare. But eventually, someone doesn't want to answer a question. Who gets the next dare?
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March 28, 2025
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