Torment and Relaxation (Part Two)
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
phantomstriker
The tall masseuse finally planted her index and middle finger squarely on your body, and as she gave Irina’s ass a tender squeeze, her fingers forcefully shoved you hard against the sleeping woman’s skin. Irina’s sweat and your own sweat adhered like glue, and as the cleansing oil began to dry and sink into Irina’s flesh, you felt your skin tingle as it started gluing itself in place, like it was bonding to Irina.
Kara didn’t just squeeze though, as she made sure to thoroughly rub up and down, her fingers firmly pushing into Irina’s jiggly cheek. As she worked her way deeper into Irina’s ass, you mentally screamed as your body was dragged along with Irina’s finger. Not only did your squishy body distort and smear under the scrubbing pressure of Kara’s fingers, but by the time you finally were plastered enough to not move, you were as far as you could possibly be inside of Irina, your arm touching her anus. The smell was overwhelmingly atrocious.
Like she was aware of her own cruelty, Kara finally moved on to Irina’s other cheek, but the damage had already been fully done to you. After the intense rubbing and grinding she’d given you, you weren’t recognizable as human to anyone but the closest observer. Your tanned flesh blended in almost perfectly to Irina’s own, and with your face pressed into her doughy flesh, you had not even a slight hope of catching someone’s eye or screaming out.
The next ten minutes was a blur to you as Kara and Talia finished Irina’s ass. Then, with a bit of effort, they managed to flip Irina onto her back without even waking up the peacefully sleeping woman. Getting to work on her front, they had not the slightest clue in the world of what they’d just done to you, buried under mounds of flesh and so deep inside Irina’s butt. You’d been stuck bad before the massage, but the drying oil Talia had used bound you to Irina like super glue, and Kara’s rubbing and squishing had smudged all of your human features into an inconspicuous tan blob.
For the next two hours you wallowed in pity, unable to give even a half-hearted attempt at reforming. Lying on her back, Irina’s cheeks had squeezed together a bit, her meaty globes easily constricting around you tightly, trapping you in sweaty and smelly torture. Irina didn’t move either for the whole two hours, not even as her own massage ended and Kimberly’s began.
When Kimberly’s massage ended, your fiancée’s mother stood up off the table and gently shook Irina’s body, rousing the deep sleeper from her happy dreams. Groggy, Irina rubbed her eyes, gave a lazy smile to Kimberly, and then rolled slowly off of the table, hopping down to the floor.
Her butt jostled quite a bit as she hit the floor, but you barely felt it. Wedged you unbelievably far into her crack, the constant shaking of her cheeks was barely felt by you. This was hardly acceptable consolation for being stuck further into Irina then you had ever been trapped in a woman’s butt, let alone smeared into a tan blotch and engrained to her skin by the oil. It was as if you were a tattoo on Irina’s skin, and also one that was barely noticeable against her tan flesh tone and sealed away somewhere where no one was likely to ever look for you.
Kimberly discreetly fell behind her best friend as they shuffled over to their swimsuits. She looked intently at Irina’s ass, and even tried to sneak a peek between her friend’s jiggling cheeks. You were nowhere to be seen, and Kimberly had to fight to keep the satisfactory look off of her face, passing it off as a pleasantly relaxed smile.
Irina wrangled her skimpy top back over her massive mammaries, and then wiggled her thong bottoms up her long legs and settled it between her cheeks. You couldn’t even feel her thong anymore, as it didn’t wedge far enough into her butt to touch you. You noticed its effects though, as what little slivers of natural heat touched your body were gone, replaced fully by Irina’s sweltering, swampy crack. Fresh air didn’t seem like it was getting in either, a sickening feeling rising in your stomach.
After dressing, Irina took a deep breath and let it out, her smile growing into a radiant expression. “Oh, goodness Kimberly! You don’t know how much I needed this!” Irina gushed.
Kimberly returned her friend’s smile, part of her good mood for an entirely different reason. “Oh, I know exactly what you mean. I feel ten years younger, at least!”
Irina giggled. “We look gorgeous too, don’t we?” She gestured to herself. “Those masseuses really worked us good, I’m nearly glowing!”
Kimberly nodded at her curvaceous and scantily dressed friend. “You certainly are. I’d say there isn’t a soul alive who wouldn’t kill for some up-close appreciation of your body.”
Irina blushed, but didn’t refute her friend’s compliment. She also totally missed Kimberly’s thinly veiled allusion to a certain squishy individual very much hating their up-close appreciation of Irina’s body. She then sauntered over to the massage parlor’s exit, grabbing the door and holding it open for Kimberly.
“Well, what’s next on our agenda?” Irina inquired. Her smile was carefree and full of enthusiasm. “After waking up, I feel like I could take on the whole world. What are we doing next? It’s just the two of us after all.”
Kimberly smirked and gave her best friend a friendly hug. “Yes, it is. And, we can do whatever you want!”
In a world of sweat and darkness, all sounds from outside muffled beyond comprehension, you could only push away your despair and silently pray for rescue. Cassie was your only possible savior now.
Kara didn’t just squeeze though, as she made sure to thoroughly rub up and down, her fingers firmly pushing into Irina’s jiggly cheek. As she worked her way deeper into Irina’s ass, you mentally screamed as your body was dragged along with Irina’s finger. Not only did your squishy body distort and smear under the scrubbing pressure of Kara’s fingers, but by the time you finally were plastered enough to not move, you were as far as you could possibly be inside of Irina, your arm touching her anus. The smell was overwhelmingly atrocious.
Like she was aware of her own cruelty, Kara finally moved on to Irina’s other cheek, but the damage had already been fully done to you. After the intense rubbing and grinding she’d given you, you weren’t recognizable as human to anyone but the closest observer. Your tanned flesh blended in almost perfectly to Irina’s own, and with your face pressed into her doughy flesh, you had not even a slight hope of catching someone’s eye or screaming out.
The next ten minutes was a blur to you as Kara and Talia finished Irina’s ass. Then, with a bit of effort, they managed to flip Irina onto her back without even waking up the peacefully sleeping woman. Getting to work on her front, they had not the slightest clue in the world of what they’d just done to you, buried under mounds of flesh and so deep inside Irina’s butt. You’d been stuck bad before the massage, but the drying oil Talia had used bound you to Irina like super glue, and Kara’s rubbing and squishing had smudged all of your human features into an inconspicuous tan blob.
For the next two hours you wallowed in pity, unable to give even a half-hearted attempt at reforming. Lying on her back, Irina’s cheeks had squeezed together a bit, her meaty globes easily constricting around you tightly, trapping you in sweaty and smelly torture. Irina didn’t move either for the whole two hours, not even as her own massage ended and Kimberly’s began.
When Kimberly’s massage ended, your fiancée’s mother stood up off the table and gently shook Irina’s body, rousing the deep sleeper from her happy dreams. Groggy, Irina rubbed her eyes, gave a lazy smile to Kimberly, and then rolled slowly off of the table, hopping down to the floor.
Her butt jostled quite a bit as she hit the floor, but you barely felt it. Wedged you unbelievably far into her crack, the constant shaking of her cheeks was barely felt by you. This was hardly acceptable consolation for being stuck further into Irina then you had ever been trapped in a woman’s butt, let alone smeared into a tan blotch and engrained to her skin by the oil. It was as if you were a tattoo on Irina’s skin, and also one that was barely noticeable against her tan flesh tone and sealed away somewhere where no one was likely to ever look for you.
Kimberly discreetly fell behind her best friend as they shuffled over to their swimsuits. She looked intently at Irina’s ass, and even tried to sneak a peek between her friend’s jiggling cheeks. You were nowhere to be seen, and Kimberly had to fight to keep the satisfactory look off of her face, passing it off as a pleasantly relaxed smile.
Irina wrangled her skimpy top back over her massive mammaries, and then wiggled her thong bottoms up her long legs and settled it between her cheeks. You couldn’t even feel her thong anymore, as it didn’t wedge far enough into her butt to touch you. You noticed its effects though, as what little slivers of natural heat touched your body were gone, replaced fully by Irina’s sweltering, swampy crack. Fresh air didn’t seem like it was getting in either, a sickening feeling rising in your stomach.
After dressing, Irina took a deep breath and let it out, her smile growing into a radiant expression. “Oh, goodness Kimberly! You don’t know how much I needed this!” Irina gushed.
Kimberly returned her friend’s smile, part of her good mood for an entirely different reason. “Oh, I know exactly what you mean. I feel ten years younger, at least!”
Irina giggled. “We look gorgeous too, don’t we?” She gestured to herself. “Those masseuses really worked us good, I’m nearly glowing!”
Kimberly nodded at her curvaceous and scantily dressed friend. “You certainly are. I’d say there isn’t a soul alive who wouldn’t kill for some up-close appreciation of your body.”
Irina blushed, but didn’t refute her friend’s compliment. She also totally missed Kimberly’s thinly veiled allusion to a certain squishy individual very much hating their up-close appreciation of Irina’s body. She then sauntered over to the massage parlor’s exit, grabbing the door and holding it open for Kimberly.
“Well, what’s next on our agenda?” Irina inquired. Her smile was carefree and full of enthusiasm. “After waking up, I feel like I could take on the whole world. What are we doing next? It’s just the two of us after all.”
Kimberly smirked and gave her best friend a friendly hug. “Yes, it is. And, we can do whatever you want!”
In a world of sweat and darkness, all sounds from outside muffled beyond comprehension, you could only push away your despair and silently pray for rescue. Cassie was your only possible savior now.
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March 28, 2025
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