Designer's Unintentional Redesign
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 19
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Time dragged on through the hot summer, each day Irina would retrieve you from her towel rack, where she had left you to dry after the previous days activities. And each day you grimaced as Irina's gracious face appeared before you, only to drop you between her feet to be pulled up her long legs and splat against her round ass. No matter how much you tried to struggle, to get some kind of signal to this clueless woman that you never agreed to this, no progress was made and she continued to do her best to treat you as nothing more than a cute purple bikini bottom.
Honestly, you probably could have managed to reform despite the constraining redesign you'd suffered, but thanks to Irina's insistence on using you as thoroughly as possible to "prevent you from getting bored", you were being so mangled each day that you never stood a chance. From each step Irina took causing a powerful cheek to smear across your limp body, to drowning in her sweat while she lounged out trying to absorb some warming rays, making any progress at escaping without Cassie's help became more and more fruitless.
Seeing Cassie as the weeks passed was the only thing realistically keeping you sane, catching the briefest of glimpses at her when Irina would bend over. Just a few days into Irina wearing you, you'd even seen her peering straight at you, biting her lip nervously at your misfortune as Irina stretched you to your limit bending over to retrieve another bottle of sun-block.
Lately though, towards what you assumed must be nearing the end of the summer, whenever you saw your gorgeous fiancee's face framed through Irina's plump, and now tanned, cheeks, she never seemed to be peering in your direction, always just splashing about happily in the pool or even just chatting amongst her family. You were happy she wasn't worrying her head off over you, but you still hoped she was taking freeing you seriously. You still didn't understand how come she never just asked Irina to let you go, but at this point you were just waiting out the summer's end.
Back in the present, it was another beautiful sunny day, which for you meant nothing but misfortune. You felt the ground lightly quaking as Irina bounded her way into the bathroom where she found your familiar form laying limply waiting just for her. You saw her now freshly sun-kissed face appear before you, shining white teeth flashing out at you as she called "Ah, there's my favorite little bikini!"
She wasted no time in quickly hoisting you up, only to drop you betwixt her dense thighs, with you only able to peer up at the bottom of her nude hips, the lewd sight now only making you groan as you knew the damage this woman's body was about to dish out. You felt the familiar embrace of two cushy meteors choking you out as Irina tugged you on, your body now conformed to her exact size, perfectly shaped and stretched to the precise dimensions of Irina's thick hips.
Content that she was properly "dressed", even though on gorgeous days like today that meant nothing more than you and a bikini top, Irina headed out the door, beginning her walk towards your should be mother-in-law's home. You could already feel the harsh sun burning you, or at least your front half since most of you was being ruthlessly swallowed and chewed up by the curvy airhead's glutes.
As Irina strutted her way into the backyard of the Small's residence, you managed to hear the voice of Kimberly only somewhat muffled through the dense flesh of her friend's ass. "Hey Ir-...red is really pret-...definitely your color!" You had no time to comprehend what she was on about as you were too busy holding on for dear life, trying to keep your head on straight even as Irina's booty threw you for a loop.
Taking her usual seat on the pool lounge chair, Irina set about slathering herself in sunscreen as usual, when she was approached by none-other than the youngest Smalls child herself.
"Hey Irina!" Sophie excitedly sang, bumping into Irina for a hug in her equally showy pink bikini. "You look great! Like one of those cute 80's lifeguard outfits!" Sophie bounded off, but her excited compliment actually caught the attention of Cassie, who noticed Irina was clad in a somewhat different swimsuit now.
Bounding over, Cassie decided to tease Irina, knowing you would soon be free from this long summer apart, she wasn't actually too concerned about rushing your freedom. "Morning, Irina, giving your 'purple thong' a bit of a break today are ya?" Fit with air quotes over the mention of you and all, Cassie's teasing only prompted a confused eyebrow raise from the tanned mother across from her.
Peering down at her crotch, Irina noticed her red bikini bottom, clad in only the faintest of purple and gold polka dots. "Huh, I guess so..." to which Irina merely shrugged, causing Cassie to sigh happily knowing you got a day off as she trotted off.
The sun bore down on you once more, you really did wish Irina could give you some sunscreen, the harsh sun coupled with the pools chlorine was really burning your skin...
After another rough day planted in Irina's ass, forced to sway along with her every step or stroke in the pool, finally the day came to a close as Irina was back in her bathroom, letting you splat to the floor a hot and sweaty wet mess. Hanging you up, you saw a confused expression on your temporary owners face as she spoke out, "Huh, really is red now...cute!" as she stripped to hop in the shower next to you.
You were confused what the hell she had meant, usually she never commented on you unless she was admiring her curves in the mirror. Straining your blurred eyes, you managed to see yourself in the bathroom mirror...shocked and appalled to see a limp red bikini hanging up where you were!
Your mind was running laps over, wondering how this twisted fate could have come about. Somehow, the best you could have come up with, some mixture of the sun, the dyeing effect of the chlorine, and of course some of the beating Irina's smearing booty must have put you through rubbed off most of the purple dye, leaving only your severely sunburned skin behind! You really appeared as nothing more than a red bikini, albeit with a faint bit of your old pattern left on the butt floss area, where Irina's thick rump had shielded you from the sun.
After a brief shower, you saw Irina's glistening naked form appear again, and you once again tried your best to call out to her. But as the woman dried her voluptuous body off, you couldn't utter a single peep to get her attention, doomed to just hang limply and watch.
The saccharine barrage of ass cheeks clapping in your face resumed for the many days after, only receiving the faintest of rest days whenever it rained. Irina seemed to acknowledge you less and less, going from receiving faint compliments like "Oh, this BIKINI sure does feel good!" as she tugged you deeper into her ass, to only getting the faintest of sultry winks, to now only being pulled on with so much as a smile.
On a late August evening, Cassie caught Irina just as she was heading out for the day. "Hey Irina, I know you've mostly been wearing your new bikini but I was wondering if maybe you could let Jake out now? It is the end of summer..."
Irina once again cocked her head cluelessly, only responding "Jake? Let him out of where, honey?"
Cassie's jaw dropped, but she regained herself as she remembered Irina was a tad forgetful. "You know, your purple bikini bottoms! He said he'd be them for your holiday...remember?" Cassie pleaded.
Suddenly, some sort of light-bulb went off in Irina's mind as her eyes sparkled in recollection, "Ah! That's right. Oh, but, dear I haven't seen those pretty little things in a few months now." Irina mindlessly hoisted up her bikini as she continued, "I bet your little fiance is just enjoying his holiday somewhere else, because he sure isn't with me."
Cassie continued to plead with Irina, all while you suffocated against the day's sweat pooling in Irina's crack. Even after another five minutes of begging and questioning, Cassie only got an answer of "I'll check over my collection but I'm sure he's not there, sweetie" before Irina was off. You saw Cassie's glum face staring at Irina framed by two swaying cheeks, each pushing you forcefully into it's twin while Irina merely trotted home. You wanted to call out, to tell her you were right here, but you were silent as you saw Cassie merely turn on her heel and head back inside...
Once inside, Irina took a moment to admire the tan she had produced this summer, totally satisfied with her results. Peering at the sexy swimwear she had on, Irina actually spoke out saying....
Honestly, you probably could have managed to reform despite the constraining redesign you'd suffered, but thanks to Irina's insistence on using you as thoroughly as possible to "prevent you from getting bored", you were being so mangled each day that you never stood a chance. From each step Irina took causing a powerful cheek to smear across your limp body, to drowning in her sweat while she lounged out trying to absorb some warming rays, making any progress at escaping without Cassie's help became more and more fruitless.
Seeing Cassie as the weeks passed was the only thing realistically keeping you sane, catching the briefest of glimpses at her when Irina would bend over. Just a few days into Irina wearing you, you'd even seen her peering straight at you, biting her lip nervously at your misfortune as Irina stretched you to your limit bending over to retrieve another bottle of sun-block.
Lately though, towards what you assumed must be nearing the end of the summer, whenever you saw your gorgeous fiancee's face framed through Irina's plump, and now tanned, cheeks, she never seemed to be peering in your direction, always just splashing about happily in the pool or even just chatting amongst her family. You were happy she wasn't worrying her head off over you, but you still hoped she was taking freeing you seriously. You still didn't understand how come she never just asked Irina to let you go, but at this point you were just waiting out the summer's end.
Back in the present, it was another beautiful sunny day, which for you meant nothing but misfortune. You felt the ground lightly quaking as Irina bounded her way into the bathroom where she found your familiar form laying limply waiting just for her. You saw her now freshly sun-kissed face appear before you, shining white teeth flashing out at you as she called "Ah, there's my favorite little bikini!"
She wasted no time in quickly hoisting you up, only to drop you betwixt her dense thighs, with you only able to peer up at the bottom of her nude hips, the lewd sight now only making you groan as you knew the damage this woman's body was about to dish out. You felt the familiar embrace of two cushy meteors choking you out as Irina tugged you on, your body now conformed to her exact size, perfectly shaped and stretched to the precise dimensions of Irina's thick hips.
Content that she was properly "dressed", even though on gorgeous days like today that meant nothing more than you and a bikini top, Irina headed out the door, beginning her walk towards your should be mother-in-law's home. You could already feel the harsh sun burning you, or at least your front half since most of you was being ruthlessly swallowed and chewed up by the curvy airhead's glutes.
As Irina strutted her way into the backyard of the Small's residence, you managed to hear the voice of Kimberly only somewhat muffled through the dense flesh of her friend's ass. "Hey Ir-...red is really pret-...definitely your color!" You had no time to comprehend what she was on about as you were too busy holding on for dear life, trying to keep your head on straight even as Irina's booty threw you for a loop.
Taking her usual seat on the pool lounge chair, Irina set about slathering herself in sunscreen as usual, when she was approached by none-other than the youngest Smalls child herself.
"Hey Irina!" Sophie excitedly sang, bumping into Irina for a hug in her equally showy pink bikini. "You look great! Like one of those cute 80's lifeguard outfits!" Sophie bounded off, but her excited compliment actually caught the attention of Cassie, who noticed Irina was clad in a somewhat different swimsuit now.
Bounding over, Cassie decided to tease Irina, knowing you would soon be free from this long summer apart, she wasn't actually too concerned about rushing your freedom. "Morning, Irina, giving your 'purple thong' a bit of a break today are ya?" Fit with air quotes over the mention of you and all, Cassie's teasing only prompted a confused eyebrow raise from the tanned mother across from her.
Peering down at her crotch, Irina noticed her red bikini bottom, clad in only the faintest of purple and gold polka dots. "Huh, I guess so..." to which Irina merely shrugged, causing Cassie to sigh happily knowing you got a day off as she trotted off.
The sun bore down on you once more, you really did wish Irina could give you some sunscreen, the harsh sun coupled with the pools chlorine was really burning your skin...
After another rough day planted in Irina's ass, forced to sway along with her every step or stroke in the pool, finally the day came to a close as Irina was back in her bathroom, letting you splat to the floor a hot and sweaty wet mess. Hanging you up, you saw a confused expression on your temporary owners face as she spoke out, "Huh, really is red now...cute!" as she stripped to hop in the shower next to you.
You were confused what the hell she had meant, usually she never commented on you unless she was admiring her curves in the mirror. Straining your blurred eyes, you managed to see yourself in the bathroom mirror...shocked and appalled to see a limp red bikini hanging up where you were!
Your mind was running laps over, wondering how this twisted fate could have come about. Somehow, the best you could have come up with, some mixture of the sun, the dyeing effect of the chlorine, and of course some of the beating Irina's smearing booty must have put you through rubbed off most of the purple dye, leaving only your severely sunburned skin behind! You really appeared as nothing more than a red bikini, albeit with a faint bit of your old pattern left on the butt floss area, where Irina's thick rump had shielded you from the sun.
After a brief shower, you saw Irina's glistening naked form appear again, and you once again tried your best to call out to her. But as the woman dried her voluptuous body off, you couldn't utter a single peep to get her attention, doomed to just hang limply and watch.
The saccharine barrage of ass cheeks clapping in your face resumed for the many days after, only receiving the faintest of rest days whenever it rained. Irina seemed to acknowledge you less and less, going from receiving faint compliments like "Oh, this BIKINI sure does feel good!" as she tugged you deeper into her ass, to only getting the faintest of sultry winks, to now only being pulled on with so much as a smile.
On a late August evening, Cassie caught Irina just as she was heading out for the day. "Hey Irina, I know you've mostly been wearing your new bikini but I was wondering if maybe you could let Jake out now? It is the end of summer..."
Irina once again cocked her head cluelessly, only responding "Jake? Let him out of where, honey?"
Cassie's jaw dropped, but she regained herself as she remembered Irina was a tad forgetful. "You know, your purple bikini bottoms! He said he'd be them for your holiday...remember?" Cassie pleaded.
Suddenly, some sort of light-bulb went off in Irina's mind as her eyes sparkled in recollection, "Ah! That's right. Oh, but, dear I haven't seen those pretty little things in a few months now." Irina mindlessly hoisted up her bikini as she continued, "I bet your little fiance is just enjoying his holiday somewhere else, because he sure isn't with me."
Cassie continued to plead with Irina, all while you suffocated against the day's sweat pooling in Irina's crack. Even after another five minutes of begging and questioning, Cassie only got an answer of "I'll check over my collection but I'm sure he's not there, sweetie" before Irina was off. You saw Cassie's glum face staring at Irina framed by two swaying cheeks, each pushing you forcefully into it's twin while Irina merely trotted home. You wanted to call out, to tell her you were right here, but you were silent as you saw Cassie merely turn on her heel and head back inside...
Once inside, Irina took a moment to admire the tan she had produced this summer, totally satisfied with her results. Peering at the sexy swimwear she had on, Irina actually spoke out saying....
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