One Rough Morning (Part Two)
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
phantomstriker
She removed her finger a moment later, satisfied that the bothersome feeling was gone, and let her barely-there thong settle back into place, trapping you inside the dank cavern of moist darkness. She caught Kimberly’s eye and smiled sheepishly, embarrassed she’d been noticed, then returned to chowing down on her…or rather your…pancakes. Kimberly picked up the conversation again, and the two women were back at it.
Inside Irina’s sweltering ass crack, your form had been balled up and smushed against her left cheek face first. The sticky sweat adhered to your body like glue, pinning you in place. Each slight movement that the curvaceous woman made sent ripples through her flesh, slapping hot skin against your body. The stench was unbearable, and the occasional rumbling from deeper inside her filled you with impending dread.
Fifteen minutes of utter hellish torment passed inside of Irina’s booty prison, until finally Cassie and Sophie finished their first plates. Eager to finish her meal with a donut and also replenish her orange juice, Cassie looked away from Sophie’s phone and picked up her things, only to notice Irina’s presence for the first time. She blushed and waved.
“Irina! Hello!” She grinned. “Sorry, got caught up in Soph’s feed. How are you this morning?”
Irina gave her a warm, motherly smile. “Excellent dear, slept like a cozy, stress-free log. I love my girls, I really do, but they can be a hassle back at home. Getting away like this is a godsend. Though I suppose Selena will want me to buy something for her after putting up with Persephone for a whole week…” Irina trailed off.
Kimberly bumped Irina’s elbow playfully. “Want to hit up the massage and spa after this? I’m dying for a full-body relaxation experience.”
Irina beamed. “Oh, of course! I’ve been a bit sore lately, and would kill for the whole package on MY whole package!” Irina winked playfully and slapped her butt, the loud sound reverberating through the dining hall. Sophie broke into giggles and Cassie bit back her own laugh. Kimberly shook her head at her friend’s antics, but there was a small smirk on her face.
Deep in the swamp of stench and sweat, Irina’s slap had an entirely different effect. Her whole butt quivered like a bowl of jello, your body tossed around and crushed over and over by her shifting fleshy cheeks. Terrifyingly, the continuous movement shifted you an inch deeper into her ass, further into a darkness you might never return from. You begged for freedom, but your mute cries did nothing.
Cassie and Sophie stood up and turned towards the buffet, walking away while chatting. Kimberly and Irina ate and talked for a few minutes, planning the wonderful and amazing massage they’d be getting in less than an hour thanks to their premium resort passes. It was only when Cassie and Sophie returned with fresh plates that your fiancée froze in her tracks and stared hard at Irina. Her brow furrowed and her frown deepened, only for her to finally react.
“Oh, Irina! You’re sitting in Jake’s seat.” Cassie said. “You might want to move to Maddie’s empty chair.”
“Ah, my apologies!” Irina smacked her forehead. “I didn’t even check whose seat this was.” The black-haired beauty stood up slowly, but still grabbed your food plate, and shifted around behind Kimberly towards Maddie’s chair at the corner of the table. Apparently, she hadn’t made the connection that your chair indicated your food, but you couldn’t do much about that at the moment.
In fact, you couldn’t do much of anything as Irina’s butt wobbled and shook as she moved, banging you around in her meaty derriere, before she slammed down once more into Maddie’s vacant chair. The swift slamming motion jammed your body forward, another two inches deeper into the abyss of her butt. You became more and more squished as the already tight space constricted into a painful choking hold on you, and you felt the sweat begin bonding against your body, threatening to firmly adhere you.
In Cassie’s mind, Irina wasn’t blind enough to sit without checking her seat, so clearly you were grabbing more food from the buffet, or using the bathroom. That would explain your absence. She didn’t even consider that you’d been sat on, and went right back to eating, laughing, and enjoying her family time.
Kimberly, meanwhile watched her daughter intently after she asked Irina to move, noting her daughter's apparently relaxed expression. She looked down at the chair Irina had been sitting in, and saw nothing out of the ordinary. As Irina sat again and Cassie turned back to eating, Kimberly smiled, and spared a glance at her best friend’s humongous booty, still wiggling a bit after sitting down. Taking a bite of her muffin, Kimberly felt satisfied, and began chatting with Sophie.
Another fifteen minutes passed, and by this point your squishy body had just about cemented itself to the hourglass-figured giantess’ left butt cheek. Molded and mashed into a small lump, you’d been flattened out and firmly engrained into the flesh of her cheek, deep inside of her crack where no light could reach you. The overpowering smell was the only sensation. You couldn’t hear, couldn’t move, couldn’t talk, and could barely muster the strength to dream that a miracle would save you.
As the Smalls family and Irina finally finished breakfast, the four beautiful women stood, and a polite resort maid cleaned up their dirty plates dutifully. Stretching her back, Cassie grinned as Sophie struck a pose and took a selfie with their group, sending the image as a post on her feed. Each giantess gathered their belongings, and began walking towards the exit of the dining hall.
Kimberly purposefully held back, and glanced at her best friend’s scrumptious posterior bouncing up and down in an entrancing motion. You weren’t anywhere to be seen. The Smalls matriarch nodded in an almost approving manner, and spoke up.
“So, where is everyone headed right now?” She asked. “I know Irina and I are heading straight to the massage of our dreams!”
Irina hugged herself. “Ooh…I can almost feel it already!”
Sophie pointed outside. “Uh, how could I not go ride the waterslide, mom! I’ve brought my waterproof phone case and everything!”
Cassie shrugged. “I don’t know. I was thinking of asking Jake what he…wanted…” Cassie trailed off. “Uh, wait. Where’s Jake? Where is he?!”
Kimberly rubbed her daughter’s shoulder and spoke affectionately. “Didn’t he go to the bathroom or something? Maybe you missed him leaving.”
Irina nodded. “That makes sense.” Nonchalantly, she scratched the side of her butt, the movement catching Cassie’s eye.
For the first time, your fiancée began wondering if maybe you actually HAD been sat on by accident. Suspicious, Cassie pretended to scan the dining hall for signs of you while circling around Irina, only to then peer intently at the bodacious black-haired woman’s derriere. Unfortunately, there was no way at all to see you from the outside, and a lack of your squashed form crushed Cassie’s dreams.
Sophie bounced on her heels. “You can hang with me until he catches up, Cass!” She suggested hopefully.
Kimberly immediately agreed. “That’s a great idea. We don’t have time to waste, and we can simply spend time with Jake later. After all, we have a whole week.”
Cassie, still a bit unsure, bit her lip. “Uh…yeah…I guess.”
Irina playfully bumped Cassie’s hip with her ass. “Come on girl, no moping about! Time’s wasting, and that massage is calling my name!”
Inside Irina’s sweltering ass crack, your form had been balled up and smushed against her left cheek face first. The sticky sweat adhered to your body like glue, pinning you in place. Each slight movement that the curvaceous woman made sent ripples through her flesh, slapping hot skin against your body. The stench was unbearable, and the occasional rumbling from deeper inside her filled you with impending dread.
Fifteen minutes of utter hellish torment passed inside of Irina’s booty prison, until finally Cassie and Sophie finished their first plates. Eager to finish her meal with a donut and also replenish her orange juice, Cassie looked away from Sophie’s phone and picked up her things, only to notice Irina’s presence for the first time. She blushed and waved.
“Irina! Hello!” She grinned. “Sorry, got caught up in Soph’s feed. How are you this morning?”
Irina gave her a warm, motherly smile. “Excellent dear, slept like a cozy, stress-free log. I love my girls, I really do, but they can be a hassle back at home. Getting away like this is a godsend. Though I suppose Selena will want me to buy something for her after putting up with Persephone for a whole week…” Irina trailed off.
Kimberly bumped Irina’s elbow playfully. “Want to hit up the massage and spa after this? I’m dying for a full-body relaxation experience.”
Irina beamed. “Oh, of course! I’ve been a bit sore lately, and would kill for the whole package on MY whole package!” Irina winked playfully and slapped her butt, the loud sound reverberating through the dining hall. Sophie broke into giggles and Cassie bit back her own laugh. Kimberly shook her head at her friend’s antics, but there was a small smirk on her face.
Deep in the swamp of stench and sweat, Irina’s slap had an entirely different effect. Her whole butt quivered like a bowl of jello, your body tossed around and crushed over and over by her shifting fleshy cheeks. Terrifyingly, the continuous movement shifted you an inch deeper into her ass, further into a darkness you might never return from. You begged for freedom, but your mute cries did nothing.
Cassie and Sophie stood up and turned towards the buffet, walking away while chatting. Kimberly and Irina ate and talked for a few minutes, planning the wonderful and amazing massage they’d be getting in less than an hour thanks to their premium resort passes. It was only when Cassie and Sophie returned with fresh plates that your fiancée froze in her tracks and stared hard at Irina. Her brow furrowed and her frown deepened, only for her to finally react.
“Oh, Irina! You’re sitting in Jake’s seat.” Cassie said. “You might want to move to Maddie’s empty chair.”
“Ah, my apologies!” Irina smacked her forehead. “I didn’t even check whose seat this was.” The black-haired beauty stood up slowly, but still grabbed your food plate, and shifted around behind Kimberly towards Maddie’s chair at the corner of the table. Apparently, she hadn’t made the connection that your chair indicated your food, but you couldn’t do much about that at the moment.
In fact, you couldn’t do much of anything as Irina’s butt wobbled and shook as she moved, banging you around in her meaty derriere, before she slammed down once more into Maddie’s vacant chair. The swift slamming motion jammed your body forward, another two inches deeper into the abyss of her butt. You became more and more squished as the already tight space constricted into a painful choking hold on you, and you felt the sweat begin bonding against your body, threatening to firmly adhere you.
In Cassie’s mind, Irina wasn’t blind enough to sit without checking her seat, so clearly you were grabbing more food from the buffet, or using the bathroom. That would explain your absence. She didn’t even consider that you’d been sat on, and went right back to eating, laughing, and enjoying her family time.
Kimberly, meanwhile watched her daughter intently after she asked Irina to move, noting her daughter's apparently relaxed expression. She looked down at the chair Irina had been sitting in, and saw nothing out of the ordinary. As Irina sat again and Cassie turned back to eating, Kimberly smiled, and spared a glance at her best friend’s humongous booty, still wiggling a bit after sitting down. Taking a bite of her muffin, Kimberly felt satisfied, and began chatting with Sophie.
Another fifteen minutes passed, and by this point your squishy body had just about cemented itself to the hourglass-figured giantess’ left butt cheek. Molded and mashed into a small lump, you’d been flattened out and firmly engrained into the flesh of her cheek, deep inside of her crack where no light could reach you. The overpowering smell was the only sensation. You couldn’t hear, couldn’t move, couldn’t talk, and could barely muster the strength to dream that a miracle would save you.
As the Smalls family and Irina finally finished breakfast, the four beautiful women stood, and a polite resort maid cleaned up their dirty plates dutifully. Stretching her back, Cassie grinned as Sophie struck a pose and took a selfie with their group, sending the image as a post on her feed. Each giantess gathered their belongings, and began walking towards the exit of the dining hall.
Kimberly purposefully held back, and glanced at her best friend’s scrumptious posterior bouncing up and down in an entrancing motion. You weren’t anywhere to be seen. The Smalls matriarch nodded in an almost approving manner, and spoke up.
“So, where is everyone headed right now?” She asked. “I know Irina and I are heading straight to the massage of our dreams!”
Irina hugged herself. “Ooh…I can almost feel it already!”
Sophie pointed outside. “Uh, how could I not go ride the waterslide, mom! I’ve brought my waterproof phone case and everything!”
Cassie shrugged. “I don’t know. I was thinking of asking Jake what he…wanted…” Cassie trailed off. “Uh, wait. Where’s Jake? Where is he?!”
Kimberly rubbed her daughter’s shoulder and spoke affectionately. “Didn’t he go to the bathroom or something? Maybe you missed him leaving.”
Irina nodded. “That makes sense.” Nonchalantly, she scratched the side of her butt, the movement catching Cassie’s eye.
For the first time, your fiancée began wondering if maybe you actually HAD been sat on by accident. Suspicious, Cassie pretended to scan the dining hall for signs of you while circling around Irina, only to then peer intently at the bodacious black-haired woman’s derriere. Unfortunately, there was no way at all to see you from the outside, and a lack of your squashed form crushed Cassie’s dreams.
Sophie bounced on her heels. “You can hang with me until he catches up, Cass!” She suggested hopefully.
Kimberly immediately agreed. “That’s a great idea. We don’t have time to waste, and we can simply spend time with Jake later. After all, we have a whole week.”
Cassie, still a bit unsure, bit her lip. “Uh…yeah…I guess.”
Irina playfully bumped Cassie’s hip with her ass. “Come on girl, no moping about! Time’s wasting, and that massage is calling my name!”
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