Summer Fun in the Sizzling Sun
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
lilmonizz
"You don't want to spend your summer in a silly 'ol dresser! That's why I can just start swimming at the Small's pool everyday!" Irina beamed down a smile on you, ecstatic with her fantastic new idea to 'help you' not have an awful summer holiday in her care. "Oh, it'll be so much fun! I've really been meaning to work on my tan anyways, but getting you out of the house will be such an added bonus! Not to mention you seriously compliment my figure!" Irina was dragging on with her exciting new summer plans, splashing you with the occasional compliment while you were forced to endure the bubbly woman's rapid-planning.
Your initial reaction was actually joy, hearing this woman who was mostly a stranger to you would be wearing you to your fiancee's home all summer sounded much better than being separated from her entirely. Your warm thoughts of Cassie's beautiful face were dashed as you were reminded this meant another couple months being wrapped around this ditzy mother's hips, which you strained your eyes to see were looking as round and bountiful as ever. As you shuddered you could only look back up at the giantess gripping you, that same beaming white smile shining down on you ominously.
Irina stretched you playfully between her hands, still admiring just what a unique and accommodating texture you had, "Well I think we're both pretty worn out from the trip back, so how about we start bright and early tomorrow, kay?" Irina seemed to be waiting for a response, staring at you deadpan as if wondering if her plan was acceptable to you. You, of course, couldn't move a muscle as you simply stared up at her, unable to really tear your gaze from her monolithic form even if you wanted to.
After a brief silence, Irina seemed to realize her mistake somewhat, booming down, "Oops, I guess you can't really give me your thoughts, huh Jakey?" You internally groaned at being called Jakey, a pet-name you hadn't heard since you were like six.
"Either that, or you just take the role of a bikini suuuperrr seriously. Actually, you seem like a really earnest guy, considering you signed up for this favor in the first place, so that must be it!" You couldn't believe she was still calling this few months of slavery a "favor" still, but you silently laid in her grip as you continued being verbally worn down.
"Well in that case I guess your silence means you love my idea! Hooray!" Irina giddily hopped in place a few times before resolving herself, "Alright, but feel free to let me know if you have any complaints," Irina pulled open her underwear drawer, tossing you in and pressing you down so you'd fit amongst the hefty piles of panties, "Oh who am I kidding, you must be loving every second of this!" you heard the dark-haired mother burst into laughter at your plight as she sealed you in her drawer, you smooshed down tight in the embarrassing location amongst her silky intimates.
Feeling the quakes of her footsteps fading elsewhere in the house, you were trapped in silent darkness with only the dim scent of fabric softener to accompany your thoughts of doom and gloom. At least when Cassie saw you strapped to Irina's behind, she'd be sure to rescue you!
With you sleeping most of the time, the next morning came quicker than expected as Irina actually awoke you with a shining light as she pulled open her drawer. "Wakey, Wakey, little Jakey!" Irina sang down, already making you wince even if the gorgeous woman's looks and voice were like candy to your senses. Right as she laid eyes on you, she raised her eyebrows in surprise and covered her mouth as if she was deeply embarrassed. "Whoops! I forgot you take this so seriously! And if you were a true bikini, you wouldn't exactly expect me to be talking to an swim suit now would you?"
Irina retrieved you from the drawer, sealing you in her warm grip once more before continuing, "Well, not a problem! From now on, you're nothing more than the darn cutest bikini money-can't-buy!" Your heart sank as you wondered how this ditz got it in her mind this was a good idea. You only thanked the heavens she finished this dreadful statement with, "At least until my summer's over!" as she cocked her head cutely to the side. You only hoped she'd remember you by the end of this summer.
Dropping you to the floor, you gazed up at miles of supple thighs, their thick and jiggly flesh only serving to drain you of your hope that you'd make it through this with your mind intact. You couldn't even see your captress's face as it was blocked by her prestigious chest, already clad in your purple and gold counter part. You wished you could simply swap with that damn bikini top as Irina pulled you up along her legs, before you slammed taut into the cleft of her gigantic ass cheeks. Irina tugged at your "waistband" that was simply your arms stretching across her wide hips for a moment before your generously stretchy body gave way to her demands and conformed to her unique shape.
Your face was buried into her unfortunately now familiar crack as she blew out a pleased sigh at getting you on. A usually troublesome affair was made just that bit easier thanks to just how forgiving this "fabric" seemed to be. Viewing herself in the mirror, Irina couldn't help but purr proudly as she admired the look of her rear nearly swallowing the bikini thong up in it's wide embrace. "Mhmmm, lookin' damn good!" she couldn't help but lament as she grabbed a towel and slid on flip flops, ready for the first day of many in the shining summer sun.
You, of course, bounded along dutifully behind the curvy giantess as she strode on over to the Small's residence, a short walk for her that meant endless wobbling and stretching as you struggled to hold up her gelatinous buns. As she entered the Small's home, she simply greeted Sophie and Maddie as she strolled through, even passing her dearest friend Kim and Cassie as she walked right towards the backyard to get to tanning and swimming.
Irina coming over was a totally regular thing, with Irina being just as much of the family as anyone at this point. But as she strode through the house, Cassie had to do a double take as she recognized the familiar purple and gold thong she saw a sliver of peaking out from her family friend's endlessly gyrating backside. "Oh my gosh, I can't believe I forgot! Jake is still Irina's bikini!" Cassie's exclamation grabbed the attention of the usually clueless Irina, who merely turned her head to the side in confusion.
"Jake? Oh your little fiance, that's right! Well nope, nothing but a totally normal bikini bottom here! It sure makes me look sexy though, don't ya think?" Irina winked provocatively at Cassie and Kim as she went along with your little "role-play fantasy". Obviously everyone was already on board with you signing on to be hers for the holiday so she merely exited the back door leaving Cassie in a dazed and confused state in her wake.
"H-huh? Wait, no Irina--" Cassie called out ready to run after her before her mother grabbed her by the wrist. Cassie turned around confused as she saw her mom had a stern look on her face.
"Now Cassie, we both know Jake agreed to this." Kimberly was holding her daughter firmly despite Cassie's continuous tugs to get away.
Cassie was in a mix of panic and confusion, although her mom's always determent words calmed her down. "What? Come on, Mom he clearly just meant he'd help her until she got a spare change of swimwear! You can't be serious!"
But Kimberly was, as she shook her head dismissively, "I don't think so dear. Jake seems like a true man of his word. And like any real man he's going to want to see his agreement through to the end. I'd imagine he'd be pretty upset if you went and embarrassed him by saving him from something as menial as being a darn bikini bottom." Kimberly's tricky language seemed to be anything but the truth, particularly on being Irina's of all people's bikini thongs being anything but menial.
Cassie was struggling to object, only muttering, "B-b-but," Before she sighed in defeat. "Just this summer and he's all mine forever."
Kimberly snickered to herself before lying through her teeth some more, "Of course, honey. Besides, looks like Irina's already forgotten the poor boy's under her."
Even Cassie saw the comedy in that, giggling to herself at her long time secondary-mother's cluelessness, "Well, at least we know she won't try any of her funny business!" Cassie noted with another laugh lamenting on Irina's romantic side.
As the two Small's women laughed, content you'd be fine in their friend's care for one measly summer, you were struggling to stay alive as you were thrown back and forth with each of Irina's steps. Irina seemed to decide tanning should come first, as she flattened you into one of the Small's pool chairs and began lathering up in sunscreen. You whimpered as you felt the harsh sun bearing down on your front half, baking ruthlessly as your idiotic wearer wouldn't think for a second you'd need any sun protection.
And in reality, half of you didn't. Too deeply buried in the confines of her booty, the sun was becoming a distant memory as you struggled in blackness, only the hot walls of flesh around you serving as a reminder of what warmth felt like on your face. As Irina laid back to enjoy the rays, you felt your face contort under her weight as the walls already grew slick in the hot summer sun.
Hours droned by, and Irina's generous figure reminded you how prone to sweat it was as it began to pour free from the mother's pores, draining down her glistening nearly nude form to pool atop you. Your only reprieve was when she hopped up to jump in the pool, merely moving from a salty and hot prison to a wet and dreary one. You weren't sure you'd ever get fresh air again as Irina enjoyed herself, already forgetting she did all this to "get you out of the house". Mostly she was thinking how tan she'd be by the end of this summer!
Months later...
Your initial reaction was actually joy, hearing this woman who was mostly a stranger to you would be wearing you to your fiancee's home all summer sounded much better than being separated from her entirely. Your warm thoughts of Cassie's beautiful face were dashed as you were reminded this meant another couple months being wrapped around this ditzy mother's hips, which you strained your eyes to see were looking as round and bountiful as ever. As you shuddered you could only look back up at the giantess gripping you, that same beaming white smile shining down on you ominously.
Irina stretched you playfully between her hands, still admiring just what a unique and accommodating texture you had, "Well I think we're both pretty worn out from the trip back, so how about we start bright and early tomorrow, kay?" Irina seemed to be waiting for a response, staring at you deadpan as if wondering if her plan was acceptable to you. You, of course, couldn't move a muscle as you simply stared up at her, unable to really tear your gaze from her monolithic form even if you wanted to.
After a brief silence, Irina seemed to realize her mistake somewhat, booming down, "Oops, I guess you can't really give me your thoughts, huh Jakey?" You internally groaned at being called Jakey, a pet-name you hadn't heard since you were like six.
"Either that, or you just take the role of a bikini suuuperrr seriously. Actually, you seem like a really earnest guy, considering you signed up for this favor in the first place, so that must be it!" You couldn't believe she was still calling this few months of slavery a "favor" still, but you silently laid in her grip as you continued being verbally worn down.
"Well in that case I guess your silence means you love my idea! Hooray!" Irina giddily hopped in place a few times before resolving herself, "Alright, but feel free to let me know if you have any complaints," Irina pulled open her underwear drawer, tossing you in and pressing you down so you'd fit amongst the hefty piles of panties, "Oh who am I kidding, you must be loving every second of this!" you heard the dark-haired mother burst into laughter at your plight as she sealed you in her drawer, you smooshed down tight in the embarrassing location amongst her silky intimates.
Feeling the quakes of her footsteps fading elsewhere in the house, you were trapped in silent darkness with only the dim scent of fabric softener to accompany your thoughts of doom and gloom. At least when Cassie saw you strapped to Irina's behind, she'd be sure to rescue you!
With you sleeping most of the time, the next morning came quicker than expected as Irina actually awoke you with a shining light as she pulled open her drawer. "Wakey, Wakey, little Jakey!" Irina sang down, already making you wince even if the gorgeous woman's looks and voice were like candy to your senses. Right as she laid eyes on you, she raised her eyebrows in surprise and covered her mouth as if she was deeply embarrassed. "Whoops! I forgot you take this so seriously! And if you were a true bikini, you wouldn't exactly expect me to be talking to an swim suit now would you?"
Irina retrieved you from the drawer, sealing you in her warm grip once more before continuing, "Well, not a problem! From now on, you're nothing more than the darn cutest bikini money-can't-buy!" Your heart sank as you wondered how this ditz got it in her mind this was a good idea. You only thanked the heavens she finished this dreadful statement with, "At least until my summer's over!" as she cocked her head cutely to the side. You only hoped she'd remember you by the end of this summer.
Dropping you to the floor, you gazed up at miles of supple thighs, their thick and jiggly flesh only serving to drain you of your hope that you'd make it through this with your mind intact. You couldn't even see your captress's face as it was blocked by her prestigious chest, already clad in your purple and gold counter part. You wished you could simply swap with that damn bikini top as Irina pulled you up along her legs, before you slammed taut into the cleft of her gigantic ass cheeks. Irina tugged at your "waistband" that was simply your arms stretching across her wide hips for a moment before your generously stretchy body gave way to her demands and conformed to her unique shape.
Your face was buried into her unfortunately now familiar crack as she blew out a pleased sigh at getting you on. A usually troublesome affair was made just that bit easier thanks to just how forgiving this "fabric" seemed to be. Viewing herself in the mirror, Irina couldn't help but purr proudly as she admired the look of her rear nearly swallowing the bikini thong up in it's wide embrace. "Mhmmm, lookin' damn good!" she couldn't help but lament as she grabbed a towel and slid on flip flops, ready for the first day of many in the shining summer sun.
You, of course, bounded along dutifully behind the curvy giantess as she strode on over to the Small's residence, a short walk for her that meant endless wobbling and stretching as you struggled to hold up her gelatinous buns. As she entered the Small's home, she simply greeted Sophie and Maddie as she strolled through, even passing her dearest friend Kim and Cassie as she walked right towards the backyard to get to tanning and swimming.
Irina coming over was a totally regular thing, with Irina being just as much of the family as anyone at this point. But as she strode through the house, Cassie had to do a double take as she recognized the familiar purple and gold thong she saw a sliver of peaking out from her family friend's endlessly gyrating backside. "Oh my gosh, I can't believe I forgot! Jake is still Irina's bikini!" Cassie's exclamation grabbed the attention of the usually clueless Irina, who merely turned her head to the side in confusion.
"Jake? Oh your little fiance, that's right! Well nope, nothing but a totally normal bikini bottom here! It sure makes me look sexy though, don't ya think?" Irina winked provocatively at Cassie and Kim as she went along with your little "role-play fantasy". Obviously everyone was already on board with you signing on to be hers for the holiday so she merely exited the back door leaving Cassie in a dazed and confused state in her wake.
"H-huh? Wait, no Irina--" Cassie called out ready to run after her before her mother grabbed her by the wrist. Cassie turned around confused as she saw her mom had a stern look on her face.
"Now Cassie, we both know Jake agreed to this." Kimberly was holding her daughter firmly despite Cassie's continuous tugs to get away.
Cassie was in a mix of panic and confusion, although her mom's always determent words calmed her down. "What? Come on, Mom he clearly just meant he'd help her until she got a spare change of swimwear! You can't be serious!"
But Kimberly was, as she shook her head dismissively, "I don't think so dear. Jake seems like a true man of his word. And like any real man he's going to want to see his agreement through to the end. I'd imagine he'd be pretty upset if you went and embarrassed him by saving him from something as menial as being a darn bikini bottom." Kimberly's tricky language seemed to be anything but the truth, particularly on being Irina's of all people's bikini thongs being anything but menial.
Cassie was struggling to object, only muttering, "B-b-but," Before she sighed in defeat. "Just this summer and he's all mine forever."
Kimberly snickered to herself before lying through her teeth some more, "Of course, honey. Besides, looks like Irina's already forgotten the poor boy's under her."
Even Cassie saw the comedy in that, giggling to herself at her long time secondary-mother's cluelessness, "Well, at least we know she won't try any of her funny business!" Cassie noted with another laugh lamenting on Irina's romantic side.
As the two Small's women laughed, content you'd be fine in their friend's care for one measly summer, you were struggling to stay alive as you were thrown back and forth with each of Irina's steps. Irina seemed to decide tanning should come first, as she flattened you into one of the Small's pool chairs and began lathering up in sunscreen. You whimpered as you felt the harsh sun bearing down on your front half, baking ruthlessly as your idiotic wearer wouldn't think for a second you'd need any sun protection.
And in reality, half of you didn't. Too deeply buried in the confines of her booty, the sun was becoming a distant memory as you struggled in blackness, only the hot walls of flesh around you serving as a reminder of what warmth felt like on your face. As Irina laid back to enjoy the rays, you felt your face contort under her weight as the walls already grew slick in the hot summer sun.
Hours droned by, and Irina's generous figure reminded you how prone to sweat it was as it began to pour free from the mother's pores, draining down her glistening nearly nude form to pool atop you. Your only reprieve was when she hopped up to jump in the pool, merely moving from a salty and hot prison to a wet and dreary one. You weren't sure you'd ever get fresh air again as Irina enjoyed herself, already forgetting she did all this to "get you out of the house". Mostly she was thinking how tan she'd be by the end of this summer!
Months later...
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