Mixed Messages....Again
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
rpcity
Irina walks briskly back to her room, struggling to keep a neutral expression on her face as she felt your little boddy "hugging" and "kissing" her between her cheeks. She smiled and breathed a deep sigh of relief when she finally closed the door behind her to her air conditioned room. She finally allowed herself to squeal with glee after processing everything she heard from Kimberly the entire walk back.
She idea of pulling her little butt toy from her ass to celebrate was very tempting, but she reasoned that you'd probably prefer to stay where you were. She satisfied herself by pouring herself a glass of wine and taking a seat at the foot of her bed, slowly grinding her ass into the soft mattress as she watched TV. But no matter what show or movie she tried to use to distract herself, nothing seemed as interesting as you.
Irina gasped and finally gave up. She pushed herself to her feet and roughly pulled you from deep between her cheeks. She was surprised by how difficult it was to peel you free, but rationalized that you just didn't want to leave the comfort and security of her plump backside.
You were relieved to finally get fresh air that wasn't tainted by the scent of her ass and sighed deeply as Irina pulled you to her face. She smiled at you warmly, which made you a bit nervous. You've had too many accidents and miscommunications to this point, so you decided to stay silent until at least your tongue and face reformed. Your host was more than happy to fill the silence.
"Hey there Jake, I know it's painful to part, but I just had to see your adorable little face. Besides, you can't miss my ass if you aren't away from it a bit right?"
A look of confusion registered on your flattened face, but Irina seemed to not notice or just disregarded it.
"Now don't you worry about a thing you little sneak. Kimberly filled me in on all the secrets you were keeping from me," she said flirtatiously. "But that's OK. It may have started with a happy accident, but I promise you that you'll get all of the booty you could ever want. And since it's clearly your guardian angel, we know you'll stay safe. Yay!" she exclaimed cheerfully.
Your stomach sank as Irina's words registered. What had Kimberly told this woman!? You knew it was risky, but you had to voice your protests now, reformed or not. There was no telling when Irina would decide to bury you in her flesh next and when, or if, you'd get another opportunity anywhere near this.
You swallowed as hard as you could as you prepared to speak.
"Take. Me. To. Cassie. Now. I. Won't. Live. In. Your. Ass," you said firmly and slowly.
Or at least, that's what you attempted to say.
Due to your flattened face and lungs as well as your disfigured tongue, it sounded more like this...
"Take....me.....Casi...No. Want.....Live...n....Ass," your voice was as firm as you could muster, but the words were muffled and garbled.
Irina blinked at you in confusion as you held your breath, hoping she understood what you were trying to say. You prepared to reassert your will, but the wheels in her head were already turning and she opened her mouth to speak.
"You want to go to the casino? How did you even...." she asked in confusion before flipping through the Amenities book on the hotel desk. Her eyes lit up as she saw there was in fact an on-property casino.
You tried to shake your head and protest, but Irina's actions were already set. Her understanding of your message was clearly colored by Kimberly's message. The thought that you'd want to return to Cassie never even crossed her mind.
"I'm not too familiar with casinos Jake, but it sounds like fun! Just let me get changed quick!" she says cheerfully, tossing you roughly on the bed as she tore through her suitcase. You hoped this would be the opportunity you needed to reform and potentially escape, but apparently Irina's super power is rapidly changing outfits. She stood before your ruffled body clad in tight shorts and a glittery halter top.
"Now, I'm sure this will disappoint you a bit, but if I'm going to be gambling, I'm going to need to focus a bit. Don't worry, I'll still keep you with my ass, but we'll have to save the kissing and licking for later big guy," she says with a giggle.
Again, you're left with no time to protest or correct her line of thought as she rapidly drops you down the back of her shorts. A quick rub flattens you against her flesh as she turns and starts to walk to the casino with a smile.
She idea of pulling her little butt toy from her ass to celebrate was very tempting, but she reasoned that you'd probably prefer to stay where you were. She satisfied herself by pouring herself a glass of wine and taking a seat at the foot of her bed, slowly grinding her ass into the soft mattress as she watched TV. But no matter what show or movie she tried to use to distract herself, nothing seemed as interesting as you.
Irina gasped and finally gave up. She pushed herself to her feet and roughly pulled you from deep between her cheeks. She was surprised by how difficult it was to peel you free, but rationalized that you just didn't want to leave the comfort and security of her plump backside.
You were relieved to finally get fresh air that wasn't tainted by the scent of her ass and sighed deeply as Irina pulled you to her face. She smiled at you warmly, which made you a bit nervous. You've had too many accidents and miscommunications to this point, so you decided to stay silent until at least your tongue and face reformed. Your host was more than happy to fill the silence.
"Hey there Jake, I know it's painful to part, but I just had to see your adorable little face. Besides, you can't miss my ass if you aren't away from it a bit right?"
A look of confusion registered on your flattened face, but Irina seemed to not notice or just disregarded it.
"Now don't you worry about a thing you little sneak. Kimberly filled me in on all the secrets you were keeping from me," she said flirtatiously. "But that's OK. It may have started with a happy accident, but I promise you that you'll get all of the booty you could ever want. And since it's clearly your guardian angel, we know you'll stay safe. Yay!" she exclaimed cheerfully.
Your stomach sank as Irina's words registered. What had Kimberly told this woman!? You knew it was risky, but you had to voice your protests now, reformed or not. There was no telling when Irina would decide to bury you in her flesh next and when, or if, you'd get another opportunity anywhere near this.
You swallowed as hard as you could as you prepared to speak.
"Take. Me. To. Cassie. Now. I. Won't. Live. In. Your. Ass," you said firmly and slowly.
Or at least, that's what you attempted to say.
Due to your flattened face and lungs as well as your disfigured tongue, it sounded more like this...
"Take....me.....Casi...No. Want.....Live...n....Ass," your voice was as firm as you could muster, but the words were muffled and garbled.
Irina blinked at you in confusion as you held your breath, hoping she understood what you were trying to say. You prepared to reassert your will, but the wheels in her head were already turning and she opened her mouth to speak.
"You want to go to the casino? How did you even...." she asked in confusion before flipping through the Amenities book on the hotel desk. Her eyes lit up as she saw there was in fact an on-property casino.
You tried to shake your head and protest, but Irina's actions were already set. Her understanding of your message was clearly colored by Kimberly's message. The thought that you'd want to return to Cassie never even crossed her mind.
"I'm not too familiar with casinos Jake, but it sounds like fun! Just let me get changed quick!" she says cheerfully, tossing you roughly on the bed as she tore through her suitcase. You hoped this would be the opportunity you needed to reform and potentially escape, but apparently Irina's super power is rapidly changing outfits. She stood before your ruffled body clad in tight shorts and a glittery halter top.
"Now, I'm sure this will disappoint you a bit, but if I'm going to be gambling, I'm going to need to focus a bit. Don't worry, I'll still keep you with my ass, but we'll have to save the kissing and licking for later big guy," she says with a giggle.
Again, you're left with no time to protest or correct her line of thought as she rapidly drops you down the back of her shorts. A quick rub flattens you against her flesh as she turns and starts to walk to the casino with a smile.
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