It’s Maddie, and you’re ironed into the bac...
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
nevermore222
You felt yourself get lifted out of the suitcase and held in the air.
"There you are."
It was Maddie who was holding you, which meant you were in some sort of sports wear, either her compression shorts or her sports bra. You had no idea which it was, but had the sinking feeling you were about to find out.
Maddie quickly stripped out of her current shorts. She'd spilled some juice all over her other ones, and she wanted to go for a quick run before dinner. She slipped into the blue compression shorts, wiggling them over her pert rear, before snapping them shut over it.
You were instantly smashed harder between Maddie and the shorts, recognizing the feeling of being trapped in someone's pants.
You were grounded back and forth as Maddie began to walk, and dreaded whatever she was planning on doing.
You could only hope that Maddie felt you. Does she?
"There you are."
It was Maddie who was holding you, which meant you were in some sort of sports wear, either her compression shorts or her sports bra. You had no idea which it was, but had the sinking feeling you were about to find out.
Maddie quickly stripped out of her current shorts. She'd spilled some juice all over her other ones, and she wanted to go for a quick run before dinner. She slipped into the blue compression shorts, wiggling them over her pert rear, before snapping them shut over it.
You were instantly smashed harder between Maddie and the shorts, recognizing the feeling of being trapped in someone's pants.
You were grounded back and forth as Maddie began to walk, and dreaded whatever she was planning on doing.
You could only hope that Maddie felt you. Does she?
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