Bubbles and Bonding
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
lifesaver
Irina walked through the halls of her hotel in utter bliss. She was in a picturesque location with her best friend in the entire world and her friend's family as well. And all she had to do for the Smalls in return was house a tiny many between her ass cheeks! She paused for a moment, laughing to herself at how absurd the reality of that last part was, but honestly she had already gotten used to it and was ready to just relax. After all, you did agree to riding in Cassie's ass for the duration of the journey so you must not mind it that much, right?
Deep down in the titanic crack of this woman you met no more than a day ago you did mind it... a lot. Irina had somehow gotten the idea in her head that if you weren't sealed up inside of her ass like a tattoo then she would lose you and the Smalls would be mad at her. You wished you could get the idea through to her thick skull that you were, in fact, an adult man and you could survive just fine on your own. But as it turns out it was very hard to win an argument when you were could fit head-to-toe in between the butt cheeks of the person you were arguing with. Another step from the giantess battered her ass meat across your face as if to remind you once again just how much more powerful this woman was than you, and you sighed in defeat. You could only pray that she would change her mind at some point and let you out, or better yet Cassie would finally finish with her motherly bonding time and tell Irina to let you out.
After a few minute walk as well as a brief elevator ride, Irina had finally reached the spa area. She looked around like a kid in a candy shop. There were free massages, mud baths, manicures and pedicures, and personal jacuzzis all available to her. Pondering for a moment she decided that the private jacuzzi would be the right first step, just to relax her entire body from being cooped up in an airplane for hours. Then after that she could move on to the more lavish amenities.
Irina walked towards a large door with a women's sign on it and opened it up to find a secluded room, decorated with dim lighting, small waterfalls over rocks, and tons of foliage. But at the center was what appeared to be an expensive, if not slightly small hot tub.
"This tub better be just for me because if I'm supposed to share it with any other women that come in here then we're going to have quite a tight squeeze on our hands!" Irina said this out loud and laughed at her own joke before remembering you once again. "Oh! I guess I mean it's big enough for us two at least! But you're quite the gentleman when it comes to sharing space with a lady, right Jake?"
Irina pulled back the thong bikini she had on and peered behind her. At this point you were nearly smashed so badly into her ass that she wouldn't be able to see you, but just barely she did. Your sticker-like form had somehow been steamrolled slightly deeper into her ass, so Irina used her other hand to peel apart her cheeks and get a better look at you. By some miracle from the gods above you put every ounce of effort you had into reforming your face and managed to pop your mouth back open to speak.
"Irina!" you shouted up, the sound of your voice just barely reaching her ears after being muffled by the surrounding butt flesh and also overshadowed by the bubbles of the jacuzzi.
"Oh, hey Jake! I just wanted to make sure if I get into the hot tub with you riding back there, you won't like... drown or anything, right?" Irina's question stumped you to be honest. You hadn't been in the situation of being flat as paper and submerged underwater often, and you honestly couldn't remember the answer. At the very least the fact they she didn't want to kill you inside of her ass was a good sign that this woman at least cared somewhat about you, but still not enough to just let you out of her damn butt crack.
"Umm, I'm not sure, actually" you responded.
"Okay well how about I just take a seat in the tub for 30 seconds and then hop back out and ask you if you need to breathe or not? Because my body could really use a good soak in this warm water. I mean don't get me wrong you feel quite nice as a cushion between my buns but that doesn't make the rest of me any less stiff from the travel here." Irina responded. You were annoyed at how Irina was talking about you as if you were some sort of tool to make her more comfortable, but once again you were in no position to be arguing with the giantess. Before you could even give an answer to her question Irina had already begun her descent. She dropped her robe nearby and plunged one foot into the water, smearing her ass over you with the cautious movement. Then, she followed up with her second foot, letting out a satisfied "ooh" as she sunk deeper into the water. Finally came the moment of truth, the water lapped at her massive rear end before she plunged all the way into the tub, up to her neck. Immediately she found a seat and dropped her ass onto it under water. The act spread her cheeks out nearly consuming half of the tub on their own, as they tried to spread equally towards each other as well. You felt the pressure multiply on your body as well as the searing hot water reach your tattoo-form in her ass.
Now finally settled in, Irina immediately succumbed to the inviting warmth of the tub, letting all of her stress melt away. You, found out quickly enough that in your flattened state you actually didn't need to breathe! It was a welcome discovery, but at the same time it made you furious that despite not needing to breathe you still were able to smell every horrible smell in Irina's ass on the way to the hotel. But at the very moment thanks to being underwater those smells didn't exist, and to be quite honest the whole situation was rather comfortable! You planned to tell Irina this when she stood up after 30 seconds, but soon enough that 30 seconds passed by. Then a minute. Then 5 minutes. Then a half hour. Thankfully you didn't actually need to breathe or else this oblivious woman would have just sentenced you to your death with the simple act of relaxing in a hot tub! You anxiously imagined how horrible of a fate that would have been, drowning without being able to move deep in the crack of a woman you had just met. You shuddered, further imagining if Irina had discovered your lifeless form, still plastered flatter than paper inside of her ass. She would be remorseful for sure, but you knew ultimately she would just pick your body out of her butt like an old temporary tattoo and dispose of you before resuming her everyday life.
You shook your mind out of this terrifying existential crisis and forced yourself to stop thinking about such a horrible fate. The reality of the situation was that you were actually just relaxing in a hot tub, even if you specifically were inside of an ass that was inside of a hot tub, but that was just nitpicking at that point. You relaxed your nerves and accepted whatever fate would come to you in the foreseeable future.
What happens next?
Deep down in the titanic crack of this woman you met no more than a day ago you did mind it... a lot. Irina had somehow gotten the idea in her head that if you weren't sealed up inside of her ass like a tattoo then she would lose you and the Smalls would be mad at her. You wished you could get the idea through to her thick skull that you were, in fact, an adult man and you could survive just fine on your own. But as it turns out it was very hard to win an argument when you were could fit head-to-toe in between the butt cheeks of the person you were arguing with. Another step from the giantess battered her ass meat across your face as if to remind you once again just how much more powerful this woman was than you, and you sighed in defeat. You could only pray that she would change her mind at some point and let you out, or better yet Cassie would finally finish with her motherly bonding time and tell Irina to let you out.
After a few minute walk as well as a brief elevator ride, Irina had finally reached the spa area. She looked around like a kid in a candy shop. There were free massages, mud baths, manicures and pedicures, and personal jacuzzis all available to her. Pondering for a moment she decided that the private jacuzzi would be the right first step, just to relax her entire body from being cooped up in an airplane for hours. Then after that she could move on to the more lavish amenities.
Irina walked towards a large door with a women's sign on it and opened it up to find a secluded room, decorated with dim lighting, small waterfalls over rocks, and tons of foliage. But at the center was what appeared to be an expensive, if not slightly small hot tub.
"This tub better be just for me because if I'm supposed to share it with any other women that come in here then we're going to have quite a tight squeeze on our hands!" Irina said this out loud and laughed at her own joke before remembering you once again. "Oh! I guess I mean it's big enough for us two at least! But you're quite the gentleman when it comes to sharing space with a lady, right Jake?"
Irina pulled back the thong bikini she had on and peered behind her. At this point you were nearly smashed so badly into her ass that she wouldn't be able to see you, but just barely she did. Your sticker-like form had somehow been steamrolled slightly deeper into her ass, so Irina used her other hand to peel apart her cheeks and get a better look at you. By some miracle from the gods above you put every ounce of effort you had into reforming your face and managed to pop your mouth back open to speak.
"Irina!" you shouted up, the sound of your voice just barely reaching her ears after being muffled by the surrounding butt flesh and also overshadowed by the bubbles of the jacuzzi.
"Oh, hey Jake! I just wanted to make sure if I get into the hot tub with you riding back there, you won't like... drown or anything, right?" Irina's question stumped you to be honest. You hadn't been in the situation of being flat as paper and submerged underwater often, and you honestly couldn't remember the answer. At the very least the fact they she didn't want to kill you inside of her ass was a good sign that this woman at least cared somewhat about you, but still not enough to just let you out of her damn butt crack.
"Umm, I'm not sure, actually" you responded.
"Okay well how about I just take a seat in the tub for 30 seconds and then hop back out and ask you if you need to breathe or not? Because my body could really use a good soak in this warm water. I mean don't get me wrong you feel quite nice as a cushion between my buns but that doesn't make the rest of me any less stiff from the travel here." Irina responded. You were annoyed at how Irina was talking about you as if you were some sort of tool to make her more comfortable, but once again you were in no position to be arguing with the giantess. Before you could even give an answer to her question Irina had already begun her descent. She dropped her robe nearby and plunged one foot into the water, smearing her ass over you with the cautious movement. Then, she followed up with her second foot, letting out a satisfied "ooh" as she sunk deeper into the water. Finally came the moment of truth, the water lapped at her massive rear end before she plunged all the way into the tub, up to her neck. Immediately she found a seat and dropped her ass onto it under water. The act spread her cheeks out nearly consuming half of the tub on their own, as they tried to spread equally towards each other as well. You felt the pressure multiply on your body as well as the searing hot water reach your tattoo-form in her ass.
Now finally settled in, Irina immediately succumbed to the inviting warmth of the tub, letting all of her stress melt away. You, found out quickly enough that in your flattened state you actually didn't need to breathe! It was a welcome discovery, but at the same time it made you furious that despite not needing to breathe you still were able to smell every horrible smell in Irina's ass on the way to the hotel. But at the very moment thanks to being underwater those smells didn't exist, and to be quite honest the whole situation was rather comfortable! You planned to tell Irina this when she stood up after 30 seconds, but soon enough that 30 seconds passed by. Then a minute. Then 5 minutes. Then a half hour. Thankfully you didn't actually need to breathe or else this oblivious woman would have just sentenced you to your death with the simple act of relaxing in a hot tub! You anxiously imagined how horrible of a fate that would have been, drowning without being able to move deep in the crack of a woman you had just met. You shuddered, further imagining if Irina had discovered your lifeless form, still plastered flatter than paper inside of her ass. She would be remorseful for sure, but you knew ultimately she would just pick your body out of her butt like an old temporary tattoo and dispose of you before resuming her everyday life.
You shook your mind out of this terrifying existential crisis and forced yourself to stop thinking about such a horrible fate. The reality of the situation was that you were actually just relaxing in a hot tub, even if you specifically were inside of an ass that was inside of a hot tub, but that was just nitpicking at that point. You relaxed your nerves and accepted whatever fate would come to you in the foreseeable future.
What happens next?
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