Toss you into the basket of dirty sweat rags!!
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
blackston22
...Ultimately she decided to toss you into the basket of dirty sweat rags.
So, after only a few moments of thought, Irina stares at the return rag station that had a line of open basket that were either half full or completely full of the hotels used sweat rags. And figuring that you look very similar to other sweat rags that were in the basket, that no one could notice the difference. To which she simply walked a few feet over to the baskets and paused for only a moment as she held your flat small body over the smelly basket of used sweat rags.
Smelling the awful odor that easily made it's way into your nostrils. You panic as you look downwards and see the piles of used hotel sweat rags that are contained inside the basket. Seeing this made you panic even more as you were trying to either say something or morph back to normal quickly. But it was already to late as Irina only took two looks around before tossing your small flat body inside one of the basket's. To which she then quickly turned around and walked away. Leaving you laying in the stinky basket surrounded by used sweat rags.
"Well, this couldn't be anymore humiliating. Man fuck that bitch, I can't believe that Irina would just think that your dead and decide to just toss you away to hide any evidence. Ugh, when I get out of here, I'm going to get her for this." You thought to yourself as you laid there and heard commotion coming from all around you from different distances of random people walking by the basket of sweat rags that unknowingly to all of them your trapped inside of or the noise of all of them enjoying there time at the hotel.
It got even worse for you as you looked up and saw a blonde woman to which you thought is your first sight of hope of getting help in which you were very wrong as the blonde woman looked inside the basket and when looking at you she just saw you as just another sweat rag as she dropped her used sweat rag right on top of you and casually walked away.
Now here you were, laying in a basket surrounded by over a dozen of used sweat rags, with really no way out. As every few minutes or so..., another sweat rag would end up being dropped by some random person which would just add to the awful smell and weight on top of you. To which this weight made it impossible for you to try to morph back. You feel like just giving up but you can't do that. You have to think of a way out of this, you just have to.
An hour or so,.. seem to pass by a bit slowly as you really have no recollection of time with the only thought running through your mind being about how badly it smells around you. It is at this point that you begin to hear some random chatting, to which by now you are very much use to hearing. Listening to the voices, it sounds like two girls talking in some foreign language. You hear the footsteps approaching the baskets as you just lay there and wait for the weight to increase slightly as you expect that who ever is approaching is probably going to drop a sweat rag in the basket your inside of.
But suddenly in a quick moment you instead feel the basket being shacked or more like moved as you also continue to hear the two female foreign voices communicating with one another. You finally conclude that this must be two of the hotel's staff grabbing the sweat rags and bring them to get cleaned. To which as that thought enters your brain you panic at the idea of going through the same fate as the rest of these sweat rags which is enduring a washing machine.
Sadly there really isn't anything you can do as you are trapped. As the two girls slide each basket of used sweat rags onto a cart, they also replace each filled up basket with an empty one. To which the last basket that ends up being loaded onto the laundry cart is the one your trapped inside of.
At this point you are helpless as the cart begins to roll away with your basket on it. You aren't able to do anything but lay there as its just rolling and rolling and rolling. While the two female foreign hotel workers chat with one or both of them pushing the cart from the spa area and towards the staff elevator. You helplessly get tossed about inside the basket as the cart makes its way through the hallway and around corners.
Finally after what feels like an eternity from being in this awful smelling environment, the cart stops. To which you then hear some the sound of what seems to be a key being used to open a door. This is soon followed by the noises of washing and drying machines running as the cart is being pushed into the hotels laundry room. You continue to lay inside the basket as the cart is slowly being pushed through the room. You aren't able to see much of anything due to the pile of sweat rags that pile around you in every direction. But you do hear the noises of the different machines working and the women chatting in the other language.
This whole experience is just horrible and you really wish you were back home right now. Especially after you feel the cart stop, as the basket your in feels as if it is lifted and set down, and what you have dreaded thinking about this whole time is about to happen. As you feel the weight that is from the pile of sweat rags that are on to[p of you begin to get lighter, you panic at the idea of entering a washing machine with the rest of the rags.
Each sweat rag is being carefully sorted into a washing machine by the two foreign woman as they need to make sure that they only throw in the sweat rags and not something else like a hotel towel or napkin or even something that one of the hotels guest's objects that could of been placed in one of the baskets.
Eventually, it finally comes to a point where the last sweat rag that is on top of you is removed and placed into the washing machine. As light begins to fill your view your first sight ends up being one of the female workers armpits as she has one arm over the basket and the other tossing the rag into the machine.
But it really only takes a few moments before you see the female workers actual face as she isn't really looking at you but instead is looking away as she chats with her friend. Seeing her who you are going to just call female worker one, she looks like a really cute young girl as she has long brunette hair that is in a ponytail, she also looks Hispanic, and has a gorgeous looking smile as she laughs while you look up and see her arm reaching into the basket towards you and in a matter of moments she easily picks you up. To which as you are taken out of the basket you get to see the female worker number two who also looks very cute having long straight brunette hair, she also looks more Asian, and has skinny looking body.
Your train of thought is soon cut off though as the female worker who is holding you inspects you for a moment determining whether you are one of the hotel's sweat rag or not.
(What does she conclude you are?)
So, after only a few moments of thought, Irina stares at the return rag station that had a line of open basket that were either half full or completely full of the hotels used sweat rags. And figuring that you look very similar to other sweat rags that were in the basket, that no one could notice the difference. To which she simply walked a few feet over to the baskets and paused for only a moment as she held your flat small body over the smelly basket of used sweat rags.
Smelling the awful odor that easily made it's way into your nostrils. You panic as you look downwards and see the piles of used hotel sweat rags that are contained inside the basket. Seeing this made you panic even more as you were trying to either say something or morph back to normal quickly. But it was already to late as Irina only took two looks around before tossing your small flat body inside one of the basket's. To which she then quickly turned around and walked away. Leaving you laying in the stinky basket surrounded by used sweat rags.
"Well, this couldn't be anymore humiliating. Man fuck that bitch, I can't believe that Irina would just think that your dead and decide to just toss you away to hide any evidence. Ugh, when I get out of here, I'm going to get her for this." You thought to yourself as you laid there and heard commotion coming from all around you from different distances of random people walking by the basket of sweat rags that unknowingly to all of them your trapped inside of or the noise of all of them enjoying there time at the hotel.
It got even worse for you as you looked up and saw a blonde woman to which you thought is your first sight of hope of getting help in which you were very wrong as the blonde woman looked inside the basket and when looking at you she just saw you as just another sweat rag as she dropped her used sweat rag right on top of you and casually walked away.
Now here you were, laying in a basket surrounded by over a dozen of used sweat rags, with really no way out. As every few minutes or so..., another sweat rag would end up being dropped by some random person which would just add to the awful smell and weight on top of you. To which this weight made it impossible for you to try to morph back. You feel like just giving up but you can't do that. You have to think of a way out of this, you just have to.
An hour or so,.. seem to pass by a bit slowly as you really have no recollection of time with the only thought running through your mind being about how badly it smells around you. It is at this point that you begin to hear some random chatting, to which by now you are very much use to hearing. Listening to the voices, it sounds like two girls talking in some foreign language. You hear the footsteps approaching the baskets as you just lay there and wait for the weight to increase slightly as you expect that who ever is approaching is probably going to drop a sweat rag in the basket your inside of.
But suddenly in a quick moment you instead feel the basket being shacked or more like moved as you also continue to hear the two female foreign voices communicating with one another. You finally conclude that this must be two of the hotel's staff grabbing the sweat rags and bring them to get cleaned. To which as that thought enters your brain you panic at the idea of going through the same fate as the rest of these sweat rags which is enduring a washing machine.
Sadly there really isn't anything you can do as you are trapped. As the two girls slide each basket of used sweat rags onto a cart, they also replace each filled up basket with an empty one. To which the last basket that ends up being loaded onto the laundry cart is the one your trapped inside of.
At this point you are helpless as the cart begins to roll away with your basket on it. You aren't able to do anything but lay there as its just rolling and rolling and rolling. While the two female foreign hotel workers chat with one or both of them pushing the cart from the spa area and towards the staff elevator. You helplessly get tossed about inside the basket as the cart makes its way through the hallway and around corners.
Finally after what feels like an eternity from being in this awful smelling environment, the cart stops. To which you then hear some the sound of what seems to be a key being used to open a door. This is soon followed by the noises of washing and drying machines running as the cart is being pushed into the hotels laundry room. You continue to lay inside the basket as the cart is slowly being pushed through the room. You aren't able to see much of anything due to the pile of sweat rags that pile around you in every direction. But you do hear the noises of the different machines working and the women chatting in the other language.
This whole experience is just horrible and you really wish you were back home right now. Especially after you feel the cart stop, as the basket your in feels as if it is lifted and set down, and what you have dreaded thinking about this whole time is about to happen. As you feel the weight that is from the pile of sweat rags that are on to[p of you begin to get lighter, you panic at the idea of entering a washing machine with the rest of the rags.
Each sweat rag is being carefully sorted into a washing machine by the two foreign woman as they need to make sure that they only throw in the sweat rags and not something else like a hotel towel or napkin or even something that one of the hotels guest's objects that could of been placed in one of the baskets.
Eventually, it finally comes to a point where the last sweat rag that is on top of you is removed and placed into the washing machine. As light begins to fill your view your first sight ends up being one of the female workers armpits as she has one arm over the basket and the other tossing the rag into the machine.
But it really only takes a few moments before you see the female workers actual face as she isn't really looking at you but instead is looking away as she chats with her friend. Seeing her who you are going to just call female worker one, she looks like a really cute young girl as she has long brunette hair that is in a ponytail, she also looks Hispanic, and has a gorgeous looking smile as she laughs while you look up and see her arm reaching into the basket towards you and in a matter of moments she easily picks you up. To which as you are taken out of the basket you get to see the female worker number two who also looks very cute having long straight brunette hair, she also looks more Asian, and has skinny looking body.
Your train of thought is soon cut off though as the female worker who is holding you inspects you for a moment determining whether you are one of the hotel's sweat rag or not.
(What does she conclude you are?)
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March 28, 2025
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