Loved Yet Forgotten
A Tiny Love Triangle
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
tinymoni
"Though maybe having a license while we visit every time would be a good idea, I'd never need to bring so much stuff then." She started cracking up at her own joke and taking another drink.
Snickering along with her friend, Jennifer jumped at this golden opportunity to sew more seeds of your doom. "Hahaha! Exactly! You get an 'all-in-one' accessory and he gets a break from the stresses of tiny life every single time you visit!"
If you could hear a thing from deep within Elizabeth's gigantic ass cheeks you'd protest that this was exactly the main stress of tiny life! But instead you could only limply hang across the plump booty as Elizabeth simply nods approvingly before downing her entire drink in one fell swoop. Not falling any deeper into Jennifer's schemes, Elizabeth accidentally saves you by changing the subject. "Excuse me, could we get two more rounds??"
Sighing as she resigned to not press too hard, Jennifer relented, thinking to herself, 'Well, it'll probably be way easier to convince her when she's drunk anyways." Taking another swig from her own cocktail, Jennifer and Elizabeth got to enjoying their little party of two(and you) at the little beach bar.
Unfortunately for Mackenzie's sake, her mother missed the fact that she herself would totally forget her friend's bikini was actually a person in her inebriation. Once the two women had drank their fill and developed quite the buzz, they wandered their way from the bar back to the group of girls relaxing in the shallow water.
What followed for you was nothing but suffocating blackness, nauseating bouncing, and the sickening results of Elizabeth working up a sweat playing in the hot beach sun. Even as Olivia's mother felt her little thong bikini riding deep into her ass, she wouldn't even bother to pull you out as she opted to just ignore it and get her cheeks a nice little tan. As a result, less and less of you was even visible to Olivia as you were swallowed up into Elizabeth's booty, not that you were anywhere on her mind as she enjoyed the perfect beach day with her loving family and friends.
You had no perception of time in your dark torture chamber, the only senses you had to tell what was going on around you were completely overwhelmed and fried by the sheer scale of Elizabeth's ass. Each time she plopped her ass onto her beach towel, each hot bead of sweat that rolled down the curve of her ass crack, and every little hop and jump she did playing on the beach nearly knocked you out while your limbs strained to complete your job as a good little bikini boy.
Your brain was nearly numb to the torment when you suddenly felt a harsh vibration beneath you and it hit you that Elizabeth must be in the girl's car, driving back to your apartment! Your heart nearly leapt from your chest as you imagined seeing Olivia's gorgeous face again, once you'd gotten reacquainted with light of course.
And yet...even after the car's rumbling had stopped, and much time passed after that, your limbs stayed stretched around Elizabeth's wide hips. You felt her walk to and fro dozens of times, sit atop your helpless face, and even grind into whatever she was sitting on(your beloved cushy couch) over and over without any sign she was getting ready to take you off.
Of course Mackenzie had something to do with this, as soon as the group had arrived back, she was quick to make a suggestion. "Whaddya say we throw on an old classic and chill out for a while?" the fine detail of throwing on an old movie before the shrinking epidemic just another way for her to keep you from Olivia's mind.
"Sure, lemme just change out of my swim stuff!" your faithful girlfriend had thankfully decided, prompting Elizabeth to agree and head towards her bags. Not wanting to go through the conversation that would ensue after Elizabeth had dragged you out of her expansive ass, Jennifer swooped in to assist calling, "Nonsense, who wants ice cream??"
Your misfortune would continue as both King women practically started to drool, showing their relation as they seemed to chirp in unison, "Ice cream?!" before rushing into the kitchen. While the slimmer Robinson's shared a pint, the well-endowed King's nearly polished off a tub a piece while enjoying an old comedy. Beach exhaustion and a hefty sugar coma in stow, the cuddled up King girls soon dozed off on the couch, the tiny boy turned bikini as far from their minds as ever. Unfortunately for tinies everywhere, being so damn comfortable seemed to just make it easier to forget they were even being worn.
Woken up once the film was over, the groggy mother Elizabeth simply walked her way three-quarters asleep to bed, all with you trapped deeper than ever in the depths of her cavernous booty. You suffered for an entire night in the unfortunately never-showered sweaty confines of Olivia's mom's ass, whimpering helplessly as you wondered just what was going on that would prevent Olivia from having her mom take you off; all while Olivia lightly drooled onto her pillow besides her mother.
With an entire sleep behind her, Elizabeth rose first, finally getting up, stretching her arms, and peeling her bikini off. Simply collecting the past day's clothes, Elizabeth dumped them into her suitcase for safe-keeping, grabbing a replacement outfit and waltzing off to a much needed shower.
The little bit of light you'd enjoyed was short lived as you witnessed Ms. King's unacknolwedging expression as she shoved you into the bag before unceremoniously sealing you back into the darkness with her belongings. The only bit of human contact you'd gotten was hearing her mumble affectionately, "Such a cute bikini bottom..." before leaving you all alone.
You didn't even have an inch to move as you were squeezed amongst the woman's mountain of packed clothes, crying silently for rescue. Surely Elizabeth...or at least Olivia would remember you and come to your aid right?!
After time dragged on and on, only occasionally being visited by Elizabeth's typical clueless face, the boredom was almost as crushing as the bag itself. Yet finally,
1) It's been an entire week, and Elizabeth promptly packs all her stuff atop you, grabbing her bag and taking the long flight home...only to be discovered once she's all the way back.
2) Six days and some change have passed, and just an hour before she needs to leave for her flight Elizabeth gets a pop-up notification alerting her it's time to extend the length of her license. Suddenly remembering you, yet in quite a time crunch, she decides to dig in her bag for you and just leave you atop the dresser when she leaves.
2.5) Suddenly remembering you, yet in quite a time crunch, she decides to just extend the timer all the way it can go before enlisting the Robinson's help in looking for you.
Snickering along with her friend, Jennifer jumped at this golden opportunity to sew more seeds of your doom. "Hahaha! Exactly! You get an 'all-in-one' accessory and he gets a break from the stresses of tiny life every single time you visit!"
If you could hear a thing from deep within Elizabeth's gigantic ass cheeks you'd protest that this was exactly the main stress of tiny life! But instead you could only limply hang across the plump booty as Elizabeth simply nods approvingly before downing her entire drink in one fell swoop. Not falling any deeper into Jennifer's schemes, Elizabeth accidentally saves you by changing the subject. "Excuse me, could we get two more rounds??"
Sighing as she resigned to not press too hard, Jennifer relented, thinking to herself, 'Well, it'll probably be way easier to convince her when she's drunk anyways." Taking another swig from her own cocktail, Jennifer and Elizabeth got to enjoying their little party of two(and you) at the little beach bar.
Unfortunately for Mackenzie's sake, her mother missed the fact that she herself would totally forget her friend's bikini was actually a person in her inebriation. Once the two women had drank their fill and developed quite the buzz, they wandered their way from the bar back to the group of girls relaxing in the shallow water.
What followed for you was nothing but suffocating blackness, nauseating bouncing, and the sickening results of Elizabeth working up a sweat playing in the hot beach sun. Even as Olivia's mother felt her little thong bikini riding deep into her ass, she wouldn't even bother to pull you out as she opted to just ignore it and get her cheeks a nice little tan. As a result, less and less of you was even visible to Olivia as you were swallowed up into Elizabeth's booty, not that you were anywhere on her mind as she enjoyed the perfect beach day with her loving family and friends.
You had no perception of time in your dark torture chamber, the only senses you had to tell what was going on around you were completely overwhelmed and fried by the sheer scale of Elizabeth's ass. Each time she plopped her ass onto her beach towel, each hot bead of sweat that rolled down the curve of her ass crack, and every little hop and jump she did playing on the beach nearly knocked you out while your limbs strained to complete your job as a good little bikini boy.
Your brain was nearly numb to the torment when you suddenly felt a harsh vibration beneath you and it hit you that Elizabeth must be in the girl's car, driving back to your apartment! Your heart nearly leapt from your chest as you imagined seeing Olivia's gorgeous face again, once you'd gotten reacquainted with light of course.
And yet...even after the car's rumbling had stopped, and much time passed after that, your limbs stayed stretched around Elizabeth's wide hips. You felt her walk to and fro dozens of times, sit atop your helpless face, and even grind into whatever she was sitting on(your beloved cushy couch) over and over without any sign she was getting ready to take you off.
Of course Mackenzie had something to do with this, as soon as the group had arrived back, she was quick to make a suggestion. "Whaddya say we throw on an old classic and chill out for a while?" the fine detail of throwing on an old movie before the shrinking epidemic just another way for her to keep you from Olivia's mind.
"Sure, lemme just change out of my swim stuff!" your faithful girlfriend had thankfully decided, prompting Elizabeth to agree and head towards her bags. Not wanting to go through the conversation that would ensue after Elizabeth had dragged you out of her expansive ass, Jennifer swooped in to assist calling, "Nonsense, who wants ice cream??"
Your misfortune would continue as both King women practically started to drool, showing their relation as they seemed to chirp in unison, "Ice cream?!" before rushing into the kitchen. While the slimmer Robinson's shared a pint, the well-endowed King's nearly polished off a tub a piece while enjoying an old comedy. Beach exhaustion and a hefty sugar coma in stow, the cuddled up King girls soon dozed off on the couch, the tiny boy turned bikini as far from their minds as ever. Unfortunately for tinies everywhere, being so damn comfortable seemed to just make it easier to forget they were even being worn.
Woken up once the film was over, the groggy mother Elizabeth simply walked her way three-quarters asleep to bed, all with you trapped deeper than ever in the depths of her cavernous booty. You suffered for an entire night in the unfortunately never-showered sweaty confines of Olivia's mom's ass, whimpering helplessly as you wondered just what was going on that would prevent Olivia from having her mom take you off; all while Olivia lightly drooled onto her pillow besides her mother.
With an entire sleep behind her, Elizabeth rose first, finally getting up, stretching her arms, and peeling her bikini off. Simply collecting the past day's clothes, Elizabeth dumped them into her suitcase for safe-keeping, grabbing a replacement outfit and waltzing off to a much needed shower.
The little bit of light you'd enjoyed was short lived as you witnessed Ms. King's unacknolwedging expression as she shoved you into the bag before unceremoniously sealing you back into the darkness with her belongings. The only bit of human contact you'd gotten was hearing her mumble affectionately, "Such a cute bikini bottom..." before leaving you all alone.
You didn't even have an inch to move as you were squeezed amongst the woman's mountain of packed clothes, crying silently for rescue. Surely Elizabeth...or at least Olivia would remember you and come to your aid right?!
After time dragged on and on, only occasionally being visited by Elizabeth's typical clueless face, the boredom was almost as crushing as the bag itself. Yet finally,
1) It's been an entire week, and Elizabeth promptly packs all her stuff atop you, grabbing her bag and taking the long flight home...only to be discovered once she's all the way back.
2) Six days and some change have passed, and just an hour before she needs to leave for her flight Elizabeth gets a pop-up notification alerting her it's time to extend the length of her license. Suddenly remembering you, yet in quite a time crunch, she decides to dig in her bag for you and just leave you atop the dresser when she leaves.
2.5) Suddenly remembering you, yet in quite a time crunch, she decides to just extend the timer all the way it can go before enlisting the Robinson's help in looking for you.
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