Left In Irina's Care
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
rpcity
Irina and Kimberly sat happily and bounced in place as they finished the last of their champagne. You felt every movement as Irina's massive backside squished you further and further, hoping that you would be able to just pass out and hope that you woke up back on campus, that this was all some kind of a bad dream.
"Awww," Irina whined. "He stopped squirming and the bottles are empty," she said with a frown.
"Don't worry about it," Kimberly said with a small smile. "He's either just passed out or he's too flat to move around at the moment. I'm sure he'll perk back up soon."
You are still very much awake, but desperately wish you weren't. You need Irina to finally stop moving. You have no idea what the women were talking about. You couldn't hear a word Kimberly said and could just feel vibrations through Irina's body whenever she spoke.
She leaned back and stole a glance at her friend's huge curvaceous rump, your current prison, and her smile grew broader.
"See something you like back there?" Irina asks flirtatiously, interrupting Kimberly's train of thought.
Her friend laughs in response. "Maybe. But I'm thinking about something I do not like at all," she said. "You know, I probably shouldn't be saying this, maybe it's the champagne, but I really can't stand Cassie's fiance. I mean, I'm sure he's an alright guy or whatever, but not for my Cassie. You know the first time I met him he was under my foot?" she asked with a sigh and a laugh, slumping back in the bed, her eyes locked on Irina's ass. It jiggled as she laughed in response to Kimberly's question.
"But, I do think I have a plan," Kimberly continues with a smile. "I was keeping him locked up in my butt, hoping she would forget about him. But whenever she sees me, he's all she asks about. But if you keep him, I might just be able to get her mind off of the little sweat rag," she says.
Irina flops back on the bed, lying back next to Kimberly.
"You want me to keep him? Like, how?" she asks confused.
Kimberly laughs and pushes her friend until she rolls over a bit, allowing Kimberly to slap her friend on the ass. "Exactly how you're doing it right now Irina. I know you're enjoying it. Just, keep doing what you're doing. Will you help me out?" she asks.
Irina sits up in thought, her mind slow and foggy, clouded by the alcohol. She wiggles her hips and clenches her cheeks, but suddenly her mind is interrupted by sudden wiggle from between her cheeks.
"He's awake! I'll do it!" she says with a smile.
With a happy sigh, the two women crawl into bed. You're thrilled just to have the motion and movement finally stop allowing you to get some rest as well.
"Awww," Irina whined. "He stopped squirming and the bottles are empty," she said with a frown.
"Don't worry about it," Kimberly said with a small smile. "He's either just passed out or he's too flat to move around at the moment. I'm sure he'll perk back up soon."
You are still very much awake, but desperately wish you weren't. You need Irina to finally stop moving. You have no idea what the women were talking about. You couldn't hear a word Kimberly said and could just feel vibrations through Irina's body whenever she spoke.
She leaned back and stole a glance at her friend's huge curvaceous rump, your current prison, and her smile grew broader.
"See something you like back there?" Irina asks flirtatiously, interrupting Kimberly's train of thought.
Her friend laughs in response. "Maybe. But I'm thinking about something I do not like at all," she said. "You know, I probably shouldn't be saying this, maybe it's the champagne, but I really can't stand Cassie's fiance. I mean, I'm sure he's an alright guy or whatever, but not for my Cassie. You know the first time I met him he was under my foot?" she asked with a sigh and a laugh, slumping back in the bed, her eyes locked on Irina's ass. It jiggled as she laughed in response to Kimberly's question.
"But, I do think I have a plan," Kimberly continues with a smile. "I was keeping him locked up in my butt, hoping she would forget about him. But whenever she sees me, he's all she asks about. But if you keep him, I might just be able to get her mind off of the little sweat rag," she says.
Irina flops back on the bed, lying back next to Kimberly.
"You want me to keep him? Like, how?" she asks confused.
Kimberly laughs and pushes her friend until she rolls over a bit, allowing Kimberly to slap her friend on the ass. "Exactly how you're doing it right now Irina. I know you're enjoying it. Just, keep doing what you're doing. Will you help me out?" she asks.
Irina sits up in thought, her mind slow and foggy, clouded by the alcohol. She wiggles her hips and clenches her cheeks, but suddenly her mind is interrupted by sudden wiggle from between her cheeks.
"He's awake! I'll do it!" she says with a smile.
With a happy sigh, the two women crawl into bed. You're thrilled just to have the motion and movement finally stop allowing you to get some rest as well.
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