Bare the News Yourself
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
rpcity
You reviewed your options as Kimberly looked at you impatiently. The last thing you wanted to do was to tell Irina yourself that you'd commit to being her thong for the duration of the trip, but you also thought that it would make a significant impression on your future mother in law to do so.
"Well, we don't have all day here Jake. I have a lot of thongs to sabotage and I'd like to get to my own massage too. We're running out of time here and frankly I don't think I'll be able to do all of that, form you into a thong yourself, and write a note. You're just going to have to man up and tell her yourself," Kimberly says in a huff. "Now, Irina always keeps a pair of small fabric scissors on her..." she trails off as she digs through her friends beach bag.
Well, there goes that good impression, you thought. You realized there was no point in arguing, so you focused on getting mentally prepared to face Irina when she returned from her massage and not interrupting Kimberly. You were quite impressed at how quickly and efficiently her hands worked through Irina's vast collection of newly purchased underwear and bikinis.
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With her task complete, Kimberly left for her massage and left you alone in the private locker room. You were stirred to attention by the door opening and Irina returning, clad in just a robe that did little to hide her curves.
"Ahhhh that massage was wonderful. I might just get one every day of the trip!" she exclaims to herself before her eyes fall on you.
"Oh! Jake! I don't know why, but you surprised me. I guess it makes sense that Kimberly wouldn't take you with her for her massage, but I wish she would have told me. I could have accidentally sat on you again! Wouldn't want you getting pummeled by my big ol' ass all over again would we?" she says with a smile.
You smile in return, but then remember Kimberly's comment about Irina's vulnerability about her backside. She must be passing it off with jokes again, you reason. You'll be committing yourself for the duration of the trip soon enough, so you decided to put her at ease about it since the opportunity presented itself.
"Ah it wouldn't be that bad," you say with a smirk.
"What's that?" Irina turned to look at you wide eyed, certain she must have misheard you. "Say that again sweetie?"
"I said it wouldn't be that bad. I mean, yeah it would hurt. But if we're being honest Irina, you have a pretty sexy ass," you say. You nearly choke on the words as they come out of your mouth. Not that it's not true, but it almost felt like you were cheating on Cassie just to compliment another woman.
"And really, at this point, if anyone would know it's me right?" you say with another smile, hoping that you've made her feel better about herself.
"Heh, damn right I do Jake. But be careful getting too comfortable around it, this thing has chewed up and spit out guys much bigger than little ol' you," she says with a flirtatious smile before reaching to retrieve her sabotaged bikini bottoms.
You swallow hard, knowing what's about to happen. Sure enough, as Irina pulls the waistband around her thighs, they snap loudly, the impact stinging her slightly.
"Ow!" Irina yelps mostly in surprise. "Well, that was weird..." she said trailing off before trying another pair. Sure enough, those snapped too.
Before long, every one of Irina's tampered with bottoms were in a broken pile on the floor.
"Well shoot," Irina said, sitting in a depressed slump on the bench next to you.
This was your cue. You moved closer to the curvaceous woman and tapped her on the leg.
"Hey, I'm sorry about those bikinis Irina," you start slowly, "But really, it's my fault you had to wear those cheap gift shop clothes anyway. I shouldn't have been so selfish at the airport. I guess fate is giving me a second chance to do the right thing. I'd...." you pause and swallow hard as you look at Irina's eyes staring down at you in anticipation, "I'd love to help you out and be your thong for the rest of the trip," you say.
Her eyes go wide. "You would?! Oh Jake that is incredibly chivalrous of you! But I don't know that I can put you through...wait...." she pauses as something catches her eye just beyond you.
"What are those? Did you find my fabric scissors Jake?" she says in a mix of bewilderment, anger, and excitement. "I don't know how they let me take these on the plane, and I should be furious with you for going through my stuff, but it looks like you went through a lot of work just to get back to my ass. Now all those flattering comments make sense," she continued.
You had no idea how to respond, so you just stood there in stunned silence. You couldn't tell her that Kimberly was the one who cut her bikinis, that would undo any progress you've managed to make with your mother in law. But this was spiraling out of control quickly!
"Well, if you want it that badly, I won't let your hard work go to waste. Here, just let me get you ready little guy and you'll get all the ass you can handle. Don't say I didn't warn you this time!" she sings before getting to work transforming your body from human shaped to bikini bottom, with your face right at the center of the area that would hold her ass.
"You might end up being a bit snug, but I think we can make this work," she says with a smile before pulling you up her long legs. She smiles as you make it beyond her thick thighs without snapping and wrap comfortably around her flesh.
"Oooh, Jake you are comfortable! Even if they find my luggage, I might have to take you up on that offer to stay here the whole trip," Irina sings as she quickly discards of the broken fabric before sitting to wait for her friend to return. Through that minimal movement, her massive ass has already started chewing you up. You may have started off as a bikini, but you're quickly shifting into a tight thong.
"Well, we don't have all day here Jake. I have a lot of thongs to sabotage and I'd like to get to my own massage too. We're running out of time here and frankly I don't think I'll be able to do all of that, form you into a thong yourself, and write a note. You're just going to have to man up and tell her yourself," Kimberly says in a huff. "Now, Irina always keeps a pair of small fabric scissors on her..." she trails off as she digs through her friends beach bag.
Well, there goes that good impression, you thought. You realized there was no point in arguing, so you focused on getting mentally prepared to face Irina when she returned from her massage and not interrupting Kimberly. You were quite impressed at how quickly and efficiently her hands worked through Irina's vast collection of newly purchased underwear and bikinis.
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With her task complete, Kimberly left for her massage and left you alone in the private locker room. You were stirred to attention by the door opening and Irina returning, clad in just a robe that did little to hide her curves.
"Ahhhh that massage was wonderful. I might just get one every day of the trip!" she exclaims to herself before her eyes fall on you.
"Oh! Jake! I don't know why, but you surprised me. I guess it makes sense that Kimberly wouldn't take you with her for her massage, but I wish she would have told me. I could have accidentally sat on you again! Wouldn't want you getting pummeled by my big ol' ass all over again would we?" she says with a smile.
You smile in return, but then remember Kimberly's comment about Irina's vulnerability about her backside. She must be passing it off with jokes again, you reason. You'll be committing yourself for the duration of the trip soon enough, so you decided to put her at ease about it since the opportunity presented itself.
"Ah it wouldn't be that bad," you say with a smirk.
"What's that?" Irina turned to look at you wide eyed, certain she must have misheard you. "Say that again sweetie?"
"I said it wouldn't be that bad. I mean, yeah it would hurt. But if we're being honest Irina, you have a pretty sexy ass," you say. You nearly choke on the words as they come out of your mouth. Not that it's not true, but it almost felt like you were cheating on Cassie just to compliment another woman.
"And really, at this point, if anyone would know it's me right?" you say with another smile, hoping that you've made her feel better about herself.
"Heh, damn right I do Jake. But be careful getting too comfortable around it, this thing has chewed up and spit out guys much bigger than little ol' you," she says with a flirtatious smile before reaching to retrieve her sabotaged bikini bottoms.
You swallow hard, knowing what's about to happen. Sure enough, as Irina pulls the waistband around her thighs, they snap loudly, the impact stinging her slightly.
"Ow!" Irina yelps mostly in surprise. "Well, that was weird..." she said trailing off before trying another pair. Sure enough, those snapped too.
Before long, every one of Irina's tampered with bottoms were in a broken pile on the floor.
"Well shoot," Irina said, sitting in a depressed slump on the bench next to you.
This was your cue. You moved closer to the curvaceous woman and tapped her on the leg.
"Hey, I'm sorry about those bikinis Irina," you start slowly, "But really, it's my fault you had to wear those cheap gift shop clothes anyway. I shouldn't have been so selfish at the airport. I guess fate is giving me a second chance to do the right thing. I'd...." you pause and swallow hard as you look at Irina's eyes staring down at you in anticipation, "I'd love to help you out and be your thong for the rest of the trip," you say.
Her eyes go wide. "You would?! Oh Jake that is incredibly chivalrous of you! But I don't know that I can put you through...wait...." she pauses as something catches her eye just beyond you.
"What are those? Did you find my fabric scissors Jake?" she says in a mix of bewilderment, anger, and excitement. "I don't know how they let me take these on the plane, and I should be furious with you for going through my stuff, but it looks like you went through a lot of work just to get back to my ass. Now all those flattering comments make sense," she continued.
You had no idea how to respond, so you just stood there in stunned silence. You couldn't tell her that Kimberly was the one who cut her bikinis, that would undo any progress you've managed to make with your mother in law. But this was spiraling out of control quickly!
"Well, if you want it that badly, I won't let your hard work go to waste. Here, just let me get you ready little guy and you'll get all the ass you can handle. Don't say I didn't warn you this time!" she sings before getting to work transforming your body from human shaped to bikini bottom, with your face right at the center of the area that would hold her ass.
"You might end up being a bit snug, but I think we can make this work," she says with a smile before pulling you up her long legs. She smiles as you make it beyond her thick thighs without snapping and wrap comfortably around her flesh.
"Oooh, Jake you are comfortable! Even if they find my luggage, I might have to take you up on that offer to stay here the whole trip," Irina sings as she quickly discards of the broken fabric before sitting to wait for her friend to return. Through that minimal movement, her massive ass has already started chewing you up. You may have started off as a bikini, but you're quickly shifting into a tight thong.
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