Getting a Second Opinion
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
lilmonizz3
Your body flexed and swayed with each step your gigantic "guardian" took, the harsh pressure from in front and at your back pressing you flat. Directly in your face, or more accurately on your face, Irina's asshole was smearing against you. Every few seconds it would sensually relax and then squeeze, treating your misshapen tongue as nothing more than a chew-toy for some miniature enjoyment.
From your back you could feel the tight, tiny bikini thong Irina had brought to Atlantica, at this point more wet from fresh sweat than the chlorinated water of the hot tub you'd suffered through earlier. The stretchy fabric was stretched tight, with only the slightest sliver being even visible from the back, the unfortunately impressive rear of the mother proving too much for you or the bikini to handle.
Being suffocated by Irina's cheeks while she dozed off in the searing water of the hot tub seemed like an eternity ago, when just a few hours prior Irina had considered you a soon-to-be addition to her best friend's family, and not a seemingly permanent addition to her ass crack. Still, with these misguided notions still being fresh in the clearly ditzy mother's mind, you held onto your hope. Surely if she was this quick to come to conclusions, she would just as quickly move onto something else, right? Right?
Oblivious to your begging questions or cries for a savior, Irina couldn't wipe the cheery smile she held off her face. Every step she felt your warm and wet muscle glide smoothly along her backside, causing her to twitch her asshole by mere pleasurable reflex alone. At least that was how it was for the first fifteen minutes, then she more kept it up because she was loving the feeling of your tongue sliding just the slightest bit deeper with each passing moment.
As Irina walked out of the spa section of Atlantica into the warm sun, she breathed a generous sigh of satisfaction. Walking back towards her hotel, she couldn't help but catch a glimpse of herself in a passing store window, taking a second to admire just how gorgeous she was looking. Her curves were generous, her hair was stylish, and her skin was glowing in a clear sign of nubile beauty. She couldn't help but let a hand fly around to her rear, gently patting her seemingly best feature as she threw it back in the mirror, oblivious to the indecent show she was subjecting the few shoppers inside to.
Giving herself a quick rub, which sent harsh waves of flesh washing over you, Irina took a moment to be ultimately gracious she had been blessed with such a large and soft booty. Sure, it had lost her quite a few men in the past, who just weren't able to give it the attention she so craved, whether they just weren't into it or couldn't handle her rotund butt, but now it was an all-around asset. After all, without it being so large and protective, how could she have ever fulfilled her role of keeping you safe? If she had a more modest rear, you'd never have approached her, and she'd never have been able to fit you so perfectly inside her crack!
Squeezing her cheeks together as she resumed her walk, Irina savored the plump squish she felt as your foot-tall body was flattened even more. As far as she was concerned, the further in and more trapped in her butt you were, the less likely you were to be in danger of falling out into the wide and dangerous world of the normal-sized! And she couldn't imagine you'd want that...
Passing cars, tipsy women, fast-riding cyclists, each thing Irina passed seemed to resonate that the world was far too dangerous for someone a mere foot-tall in height, and Irina grew more firm in her supposed understanding of you. The mature and curvy mother puffed out her wide chest in a small sign of pride, honored to be able to protect such a weak and vulnerable young man.
A light blush adorned her cheeks though, forcing her into a light fit of giggles as she was just as quickly distracted by your warm tongue, having slid against her sweaty backdoor again. Each slurp she received from your seemingly adoring tongue was perceived as a small 'thank-you' in the form of a wet french kiss, the raven-haired beauty being totally ignorant you weren't trying to kiss her, you were being dragged relentlessly along with her heaving booty.
"You're very welcome, little one," Irina purred down, still envisioning you giving her a heartfelt thank you as she squeezed on your tongue playfully. Fresh and hot droplets of sweat continued to flow down the woman's back as she walked in the sun, running along the small of her spine before draining their salty texture down across you. You could do nothing to shield yourself from the disgusting downpour, subjected to the worst this ditz had to offer as all your senses were dominated as she took a light stroll.
Reaching the base of her hotel, easily distracted Irina did a double-take towards the beach. Seeing the sun would only be out for another few hours, she bit her lip, too excited to get some much desired beach time than to change and give you and her a little alone time. Changing course towards the sizzling sand, Irina's flip flops, and cheeks, clapped behind her as she made her way to the ocean.
It wasn't long behind the hotel on the sand that Irina actually made out the familiar sight of a woman lounging out on one of two beach chairs beside a large umbrella. Taking her own seat, Irina happily greeted her best friend as she plopped down upon the warm chair, and her small, albeit largely loving, companion.
"Hey, Irina!" Kimberly warmly answered, propping up her sunglasses on her forehead to get a better look at her long-time friend. "Happy you could join me, the girls insisted on checking out the spa before even getting on the beach!" Kimberly blew out a lone-sigh, knowing Irina would understand the futility of trying to control wild young daughters.
"No kidding?!" Irina responded in surprise, "I must've just missed them! We'd been enjoying the spa ourselves actually!" Irina lightly wobbled her rear into the chair, your body only receiving the brunt of her full weight as she attempted to affectionately give you a little rubbing.
Kimberly cocked an eyebrow, "We? You and who else, girl?" Kimberly's eyes widened a bit as she figured her friend had been up to her usual antics, "Don't tell me you've already found a boy-toy for the trip! We've only been here half a day!" Kimberly laughed as Irina feigned mock-surprise, and she knew she'd hit the nail on the head.
Going from surprise to sheepish embarrassment, Irina prodded her fingers together innocently as she spoke, "Well, sorta...I kinda need to fill you in on somethin'..."
Kimberly motioned she was all-ears for her friend, which left Irina to spill everything. She explained, in her own twisted words, how you had found yourself on the brink of death, and had it not been for her bountiful behind, you'd have been toast in the "dangerous" resort spa. Explanations on your desires to be protected, how you shouted angst on Cassie, and even been so forward as to ask to...lick at her backside ensued, and Kimberly was crossed between being shocked, and totally enthralled by this latest development.
"God, Kim, I really feel so awful to be doing this to little Cassie, but you have no idea just how right this feels in every way..." Irina took on an angelic face, her beauty working a charm on her close friend even when she needed no more convincing. "I hope you aren't too pissed at me, and if you have it in you, it would mean the world to me if you broke the news to Cassie. I couldn't bear to tell her her own fiance fell in love, not to mention with an older woman's ass for goodness sake..."
Kimberly took a moment to process everything, but it only took a minute for her to shake off the shock and formulate her cunning response. Pinching her temple, Kimberly grinned as she spoke, "Ahhh, well I guess it couldn't be helped..."
Irina prodded Kim to elaborate, to which she of course continued, "From the second young Jake saw you, I knew it was game over for Cassie. Once he asked me to help him get...in your pants...I figured if I did he'd never, ever want to come out."
Irina covered her mouth as it dropped open in awe, eager to hear more details. Kimberly went on, "Yep, Cassie once showed our pal Jake here a photo of you from one of our many get-togethers, and she said his eyes bulged. Call it love at first sight, I think Cassie knew then and there he'd only have eyes for you from then on. It's no wonder he ripped up his plane ticket as soon as you walked into the house..."
Flaying her arms, Irina forced Kimberly to halt, "Woah, woah, woah. So you're telling me, Jake...had a ticket to Atlantica...and he got rid of it so he could ride...under me?" Irina's heart was fluttering, and sweat was beading from the heated moment and the shining sun.
Kimberly nodded silently, "That's right. He pulled me aside and confessed his deep love for you then and there. The idea of being yours, he was talking a mile-a-minute!"
Irina's face was beet-red. To hear the words from someone else, all while you seemingly gave her affectionate kisses against her moist and puckering asshole, she was overwhelmed.
Finally composing herself, Irina spoke out...
1) "Oh...poor Jake. He's really just a little ass-toy to me..."
Irina rejects these spoken-of feelings of love for her, but is still overwhelmed with pride at the idea of being your sole protector. While she won't entertain any ideas of treating you as her equal, she'll certainly be happy to treat you as hers...even if that's as something a bit sub-human.
2) "Oh...my sweet, Jake!"
Smearing her ass into the chair with renewed affection, Irina is in love with you too! Maybe she's a little more-so in love with the things you do for her, but she's still happy to make you her sweet little boyfriend. More than anything she's thrilled to have a guy who can finally handle her ass, with all it has to offer.
From your back you could feel the tight, tiny bikini thong Irina had brought to Atlantica, at this point more wet from fresh sweat than the chlorinated water of the hot tub you'd suffered through earlier. The stretchy fabric was stretched tight, with only the slightest sliver being even visible from the back, the unfortunately impressive rear of the mother proving too much for you or the bikini to handle.
Being suffocated by Irina's cheeks while she dozed off in the searing water of the hot tub seemed like an eternity ago, when just a few hours prior Irina had considered you a soon-to-be addition to her best friend's family, and not a seemingly permanent addition to her ass crack. Still, with these misguided notions still being fresh in the clearly ditzy mother's mind, you held onto your hope. Surely if she was this quick to come to conclusions, she would just as quickly move onto something else, right? Right?
Oblivious to your begging questions or cries for a savior, Irina couldn't wipe the cheery smile she held off her face. Every step she felt your warm and wet muscle glide smoothly along her backside, causing her to twitch her asshole by mere pleasurable reflex alone. At least that was how it was for the first fifteen minutes, then she more kept it up because she was loving the feeling of your tongue sliding just the slightest bit deeper with each passing moment.
As Irina walked out of the spa section of Atlantica into the warm sun, she breathed a generous sigh of satisfaction. Walking back towards her hotel, she couldn't help but catch a glimpse of herself in a passing store window, taking a second to admire just how gorgeous she was looking. Her curves were generous, her hair was stylish, and her skin was glowing in a clear sign of nubile beauty. She couldn't help but let a hand fly around to her rear, gently patting her seemingly best feature as she threw it back in the mirror, oblivious to the indecent show she was subjecting the few shoppers inside to.
Giving herself a quick rub, which sent harsh waves of flesh washing over you, Irina took a moment to be ultimately gracious she had been blessed with such a large and soft booty. Sure, it had lost her quite a few men in the past, who just weren't able to give it the attention she so craved, whether they just weren't into it or couldn't handle her rotund butt, but now it was an all-around asset. After all, without it being so large and protective, how could she have ever fulfilled her role of keeping you safe? If she had a more modest rear, you'd never have approached her, and she'd never have been able to fit you so perfectly inside her crack!
Squeezing her cheeks together as she resumed her walk, Irina savored the plump squish she felt as your foot-tall body was flattened even more. As far as she was concerned, the further in and more trapped in her butt you were, the less likely you were to be in danger of falling out into the wide and dangerous world of the normal-sized! And she couldn't imagine you'd want that...
Passing cars, tipsy women, fast-riding cyclists, each thing Irina passed seemed to resonate that the world was far too dangerous for someone a mere foot-tall in height, and Irina grew more firm in her supposed understanding of you. The mature and curvy mother puffed out her wide chest in a small sign of pride, honored to be able to protect such a weak and vulnerable young man.
A light blush adorned her cheeks though, forcing her into a light fit of giggles as she was just as quickly distracted by your warm tongue, having slid against her sweaty backdoor again. Each slurp she received from your seemingly adoring tongue was perceived as a small 'thank-you' in the form of a wet french kiss, the raven-haired beauty being totally ignorant you weren't trying to kiss her, you were being dragged relentlessly along with her heaving booty.
"You're very welcome, little one," Irina purred down, still envisioning you giving her a heartfelt thank you as she squeezed on your tongue playfully. Fresh and hot droplets of sweat continued to flow down the woman's back as she walked in the sun, running along the small of her spine before draining their salty texture down across you. You could do nothing to shield yourself from the disgusting downpour, subjected to the worst this ditz had to offer as all your senses were dominated as she took a light stroll.
Reaching the base of her hotel, easily distracted Irina did a double-take towards the beach. Seeing the sun would only be out for another few hours, she bit her lip, too excited to get some much desired beach time than to change and give you and her a little alone time. Changing course towards the sizzling sand, Irina's flip flops, and cheeks, clapped behind her as she made her way to the ocean.
It wasn't long behind the hotel on the sand that Irina actually made out the familiar sight of a woman lounging out on one of two beach chairs beside a large umbrella. Taking her own seat, Irina happily greeted her best friend as she plopped down upon the warm chair, and her small, albeit largely loving, companion.
"Hey, Irina!" Kimberly warmly answered, propping up her sunglasses on her forehead to get a better look at her long-time friend. "Happy you could join me, the girls insisted on checking out the spa before even getting on the beach!" Kimberly blew out a lone-sigh, knowing Irina would understand the futility of trying to control wild young daughters.
"No kidding?!" Irina responded in surprise, "I must've just missed them! We'd been enjoying the spa ourselves actually!" Irina lightly wobbled her rear into the chair, your body only receiving the brunt of her full weight as she attempted to affectionately give you a little rubbing.
Kimberly cocked an eyebrow, "We? You and who else, girl?" Kimberly's eyes widened a bit as she figured her friend had been up to her usual antics, "Don't tell me you've already found a boy-toy for the trip! We've only been here half a day!" Kimberly laughed as Irina feigned mock-surprise, and she knew she'd hit the nail on the head.
Going from surprise to sheepish embarrassment, Irina prodded her fingers together innocently as she spoke, "Well, sorta...I kinda need to fill you in on somethin'..."
Kimberly motioned she was all-ears for her friend, which left Irina to spill everything. She explained, in her own twisted words, how you had found yourself on the brink of death, and had it not been for her bountiful behind, you'd have been toast in the "dangerous" resort spa. Explanations on your desires to be protected, how you shouted angst on Cassie, and even been so forward as to ask to...lick at her backside ensued, and Kimberly was crossed between being shocked, and totally enthralled by this latest development.
"God, Kim, I really feel so awful to be doing this to little Cassie, but you have no idea just how right this feels in every way..." Irina took on an angelic face, her beauty working a charm on her close friend even when she needed no more convincing. "I hope you aren't too pissed at me, and if you have it in you, it would mean the world to me if you broke the news to Cassie. I couldn't bear to tell her her own fiance fell in love, not to mention with an older woman's ass for goodness sake..."
Kimberly took a moment to process everything, but it only took a minute for her to shake off the shock and formulate her cunning response. Pinching her temple, Kimberly grinned as she spoke, "Ahhh, well I guess it couldn't be helped..."
Irina prodded Kim to elaborate, to which she of course continued, "From the second young Jake saw you, I knew it was game over for Cassie. Once he asked me to help him get...in your pants...I figured if I did he'd never, ever want to come out."
Irina covered her mouth as it dropped open in awe, eager to hear more details. Kimberly went on, "Yep, Cassie once showed our pal Jake here a photo of you from one of our many get-togethers, and she said his eyes bulged. Call it love at first sight, I think Cassie knew then and there he'd only have eyes for you from then on. It's no wonder he ripped up his plane ticket as soon as you walked into the house..."
Flaying her arms, Irina forced Kimberly to halt, "Woah, woah, woah. So you're telling me, Jake...had a ticket to Atlantica...and he got rid of it so he could ride...under me?" Irina's heart was fluttering, and sweat was beading from the heated moment and the shining sun.
Kimberly nodded silently, "That's right. He pulled me aside and confessed his deep love for you then and there. The idea of being yours, he was talking a mile-a-minute!"
Irina's face was beet-red. To hear the words from someone else, all while you seemingly gave her affectionate kisses against her moist and puckering asshole, she was overwhelmed.
Finally composing herself, Irina spoke out...
1) "Oh...poor Jake. He's really just a little ass-toy to me..."
Irina rejects these spoken-of feelings of love for her, but is still overwhelmed with pride at the idea of being your sole protector. While she won't entertain any ideas of treating you as her equal, she'll certainly be happy to treat you as hers...even if that's as something a bit sub-human.
2) "Oh...my sweet, Jake!"
Smearing her ass into the chair with renewed affection, Irina is in love with you too! Maybe she's a little more-so in love with the things you do for her, but she's still happy to make you her sweet little boyfriend. More than anything she's thrilled to have a guy who can finally handle her ass, with all it has to offer.
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March 28, 2025
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