Treacherous Journey (Pt 3)
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 27
by
copier
· original author:
rpcity
Irina smirks at you on her shoulder.
"Well, since you asked so nicely Jake. Good luck!" she giggles as she rolls over onto her back. You quickly scramble over her shoulder and look down her body, swallowing hard.
You approach her breasts. You have much less confidence than you did your first time here, so you decide to take what you assume to be the safe path between her tits as opposed to leaving yourself exposed or risk further wrath by going over the top.
"Not so bold this time huh?" Irina giggles, her eyes locked on you. As you carefully walk through the valley of her breasts, she smirks and grips her tits in both hands before SLAMMING them together over your body with a loud laugh.
"Maybe boldness would have been a better strategy," she giggles as she rubs her chest over your once again crushed and flattened body before peeling you off and dragging you back closer toward her shoulders.
When you reform, you decide on a different approach. Despite your misgivings, you decide that up and over was the safer route. You quickly scrambled to the top of Irina's chest before sliding back down - no break for a pose or a dance this time.
Or at least that was your plan.
Once you reached the perch, Irina smiled and pulled her bra cup open before flicking you inside and letting it snap shut. She smirked as she felt you squirm and struggle against the tight fabric of her bra. She pushed herself up to her feet and walked over to the small desk the hotel provided them with. She cupped her breasts for a moment before sitting and SLAMMING her chests onto the hard wooden desk. She let her chest roll over the desk, moaning as you endured the weight of her fleshy mounds before returning to her lying position.
Eventually, you reformed and pulled yourself out from her bra cup. But you needed a moment atop her chest to catch your breath. That moment was all Irina needed to torment you again. She slammed her hands over her breast, flattening you against her flesh before massaging you into herself.
"Ready to quit yet little guy?" she asked as you slowly reformed.
You stubbornly rolled off her tit and reformed at the base of her chest.
"Almost...done" you told yourself.
You reformed and started the path down her stomach. You kept an eye on Kimberly, who seemed content to watch you, although she blew you a kiss as she sipped her wine. The real threat, for the moment, was once again Irina. You felt her stomach start to roll, making your path very unstable. While your walk was difficult, there was really nowhere for you to fall into. So it wasn't something that really concerned you that much.
At least, until you started to stumble forward. Irina lifted the waistband of her thong and flicked you in the back, just to make sure you ended up where she wanted you. She laughed loudly at the sight of your form struggling beneath her thin panties.
"You keep getting stuck in my underwear Jake! Are you sure you don't want to stay?" she asks.
Without waiting for a response, she slams you flat with her palm, crushing you against her crotch. She beckons Kimberly over who smiles and once again sits on her friend. This time, you find yourself pinned between Kimberly's fleshy ass and Irina's crotch. The brunette thrusts her hips into the air, launching Kimberly of of her only for your future mother in law to land on your body all over again.
They repeat this game of theirs until they tire, allow you to reform, and squirm your way out from Irina's panties.
You look down at her long tan legs. This is the last step, you're almost there.
You take your first step onto her thigh and she suddenly sticks her legs straight up in the air. She makes a completely vertical wall of flesh. You look up distraught. You have no idea how you're going to climb that.
Have you made it all this way, through all of that torture just to be met with a hurdle you can't overcome?
You try to climb up her thigh, hugging it and squirming your way up. But her bare flesh is too smooth and too slick for you to make much traction. You manage to get halfway to her knee before you fall back to her crotch. Irina simply giggles as you fail attempt after attempt to scale her leg.
"Well, since you asked so nicely Jake. Good luck!" she giggles as she rolls over onto her back. You quickly scramble over her shoulder and look down her body, swallowing hard.
You approach her breasts. You have much less confidence than you did your first time here, so you decide to take what you assume to be the safe path between her tits as opposed to leaving yourself exposed or risk further wrath by going over the top.
"Not so bold this time huh?" Irina giggles, her eyes locked on you. As you carefully walk through the valley of her breasts, she smirks and grips her tits in both hands before SLAMMING them together over your body with a loud laugh.
"Maybe boldness would have been a better strategy," she giggles as she rubs her chest over your once again crushed and flattened body before peeling you off and dragging you back closer toward her shoulders.
When you reform, you decide on a different approach. Despite your misgivings, you decide that up and over was the safer route. You quickly scrambled to the top of Irina's chest before sliding back down - no break for a pose or a dance this time.
Or at least that was your plan.
Once you reached the perch, Irina smiled and pulled her bra cup open before flicking you inside and letting it snap shut. She smirked as she felt you squirm and struggle against the tight fabric of her bra. She pushed herself up to her feet and walked over to the small desk the hotel provided them with. She cupped her breasts for a moment before sitting and SLAMMING her chests onto the hard wooden desk. She let her chest roll over the desk, moaning as you endured the weight of her fleshy mounds before returning to her lying position.
Eventually, you reformed and pulled yourself out from her bra cup. But you needed a moment atop her chest to catch your breath. That moment was all Irina needed to torment you again. She slammed her hands over her breast, flattening you against her flesh before massaging you into herself.
"Ready to quit yet little guy?" she asked as you slowly reformed.
You stubbornly rolled off her tit and reformed at the base of her chest.
"Almost...done" you told yourself.
You reformed and started the path down her stomach. You kept an eye on Kimberly, who seemed content to watch you, although she blew you a kiss as she sipped her wine. The real threat, for the moment, was once again Irina. You felt her stomach start to roll, making your path very unstable. While your walk was difficult, there was really nowhere for you to fall into. So it wasn't something that really concerned you that much.
At least, until you started to stumble forward. Irina lifted the waistband of her thong and flicked you in the back, just to make sure you ended up where she wanted you. She laughed loudly at the sight of your form struggling beneath her thin panties.
"You keep getting stuck in my underwear Jake! Are you sure you don't want to stay?" she asks.
Without waiting for a response, she slams you flat with her palm, crushing you against her crotch. She beckons Kimberly over who smiles and once again sits on her friend. This time, you find yourself pinned between Kimberly's fleshy ass and Irina's crotch. The brunette thrusts her hips into the air, launching Kimberly of of her only for your future mother in law to land on your body all over again.
They repeat this game of theirs until they tire, allow you to reform, and squirm your way out from Irina's panties.
You look down at her long tan legs. This is the last step, you're almost there.
You take your first step onto her thigh and she suddenly sticks her legs straight up in the air. She makes a completely vertical wall of flesh. You look up distraught. You have no idea how you're going to climb that.
Have you made it all this way, through all of that torture just to be met with a hurdle you can't overcome?
You try to climb up her thigh, hugging it and squirming your way up. But her bare flesh is too smooth and too slick for you to make much traction. You manage to get halfway to her knee before you fall back to her crotch. Irina simply giggles as you fail attempt after attempt to scale her leg.
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