A Funny Little Discovery
A Tiny Love Triangle
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
littleymoni
Giggles reverberate around you from your air-headed host, only to see she's actually not even focused on you, but instead her eyes are drifting towards her phone that's just lit up. "Hmmm~?" Elizabeth muses, tossing you down to her plush mattress as she traded you for her apparently more urgent notification. You internally sighed as you could only stare blankly upwards at the monolithic woman as you saw her eyes light up in fascination.
"Let's see...please enjoy this complimentary gift for your new tiny...we're pleased to offer...double points for your first three days?" Elizabeth almost snorted in laughter, the fact of why being totally lost on you since as far as you knew that sounded like any normal game promotion. You supposed it was kinda weird since you wouldn't have pegged Olivia's mother to be the type to spend her time racking up kill-streaks or gearing up for the next boss fight, but who were you to judge...
Of course your impressions were plenty spot on, which you'd catch up on since Elizabeth thankfully seemed privy on interacting with you like a real person rather than a handy little fabric she'd keep slung around her juicy hips. Swinging the phone towards you, the massive bright display dauntingly took up your entire vision as Elizabeth explained, "Pretty weird app to get this notification from, huh Andrew? And here I thought it was all business..."
It took your eyes a moment to adjust to the pixely giant text, but soon you saw the app name, your eyes going wide as you read the cursed heading: "Tiny2Go!" While Elizabeth took her phone back and eagerly began digging into the promotion, you were entering into an existential panic. Everything was beginning to make sense now, from your first moments into getting a supposedly "temporary" license, to the tidbits of Elizabeth's talk on your feelings, up to this awful epiphany. You'd unfortunately heard of the latest craze Tiny2Go! and it's overwhelmingly addictive gameplay, plenty of women sinking hundreds of dollars into the games strange and absurd micro-transactions(that only affected in-game rewards of course).
While licensing tinies from your phone was a totally legit and possible enterprise, it was primarily meant to be done on the CTC's official app. This indie game company, consisting exclusively of "tiny loving" game devs, came along and offered to work directly with the Center of Tiny Citizenship to "streamline" and "improve accessibility" with their own app. What followed could only be described as a cultural phenomena as women everywhere hopped onto the latest craze, eager to have their own tiny to play with, the CTC perfectly content with turning a blind eye as tiny registration soared.
You'd done your best to try and ignore the mania around such a dumb game, not even understanding the core mechanics at this point, you just knew it was not good for any tiny involved. The app was essentially the same as the normal CTC app in your eyes, still with the exact same damning ability to license tinies, with the same lame rules and regulations that went with it. And here you swore Jennifer had used the normal app...but you had been out of the picture for a whole week. Who knows what a malicious Mackenzie and Jennifer could accomplish together, it's not like Elizabeth's phone would be that hard to get into...
All you could do now was hope and pray someone as wise, focused, and mature as Elizabeth wouldn't fall victim to such a dumb, meaningle---
"OH MY GOD!! There's a little me in the game! Woah! There's even an itty-bitty you, Andrew!" Elizabeth was practically hopping in place as the games overly cutesy, explosively colorful design sucked her right in, her eyes not wandering onto you for a moment. "And I can even customize us! Heehee, don't worry, I'll make us look great, sweetie!" A shadow crept over you before the woman's titanic-sized palm slammed atop you a couple times as she attempted to affectionately pat you.
You hoped you'd be able to just roll your eyes at this obvious development, but in truth your heart was absolutely racing. Seeing the vibrant lights dance off the giantess woman's face as she hovered the display ever closer in clear intrigue only spelled doom in your mind, and you begged your lips to reform just the tiniest bit so you could drag the ditz's attention back onto you instead of an application designed to torment you as much as possible.
Suddenly though, a light gasp escaped the enticed woman's lips right as the phone made a blaringly vexing noise. "Ugh! Why's everything in the shop so damn expensive?! I can't even buy pretty looking panties for mini-me!" You felt the tiniest bit of reprieve so far, just seeing Elizabeth the least bit annoyed by the game filled you with renewed optimism. The last thing you needed was for your supposed owner/captor getting completely sucked into such an awful--"Oh wait a sec, hehe, my little avatar is picking you up, Andrew!"
You waited with bated breath as Elizabeth peered into the toonish game world, only to watch as a joyful ding rang out which prompted your current host to burst out in laughter. "HAHAHA, oh my god! Andrew! Get this, get this! I just turned you into panties, and you won't believe it, I just PUT YOU ON! AHAHAHAA!" You were tossed lightly into the air as Elizabeth's thick bottom hoisted up and down atop her bouncy bed, the repercussions of her ginormous booty's actions totally lost on her as she launched into hysterics.
After a lengthy bit of laughter, and a nauseating amount of airtime for you, you found yourself rubbing against Elizabeth's thigh as her body-weight had indented the mattress enough to slowly bring you closer. Even the side of your panty-shaped body, your left arm and leg, were pinned beneath the woman's meaty right thigh, her oppressive body-heat already cumbersome as it radiated relentlessly from her slick skin. You just prayed to whatever gods above that she didn't lose herself like that again, or you might end up plastered to the older woman's bed as nothing more than a squishy ass print after she dropped her deadly booty atop you a few dozen times.
Wiping a tear away as she collected herself, Elizabeth was brought back in by a frilly pop-up. "Huh? What's this...? Submit visual proof of action for...a thousand points?!" As Elizabeth's mouth hung open, you whimpered motionlessly. You watched helplessly as Elizabeth's eyes peeled away from the phone, scanning her side until they eagerly landed: right...on...you. The sheer hunger in Elizabeth's eyes could hardly be measured, as she quickly picked you up and hovered you in front of her face, a bright grin forming across her lips.
"Let's see...please enjoy this complimentary gift for your new tiny...we're pleased to offer...double points for your first three days?" Elizabeth almost snorted in laughter, the fact of why being totally lost on you since as far as you knew that sounded like any normal game promotion. You supposed it was kinda weird since you wouldn't have pegged Olivia's mother to be the type to spend her time racking up kill-streaks or gearing up for the next boss fight, but who were you to judge...
Of course your impressions were plenty spot on, which you'd catch up on since Elizabeth thankfully seemed privy on interacting with you like a real person rather than a handy little fabric she'd keep slung around her juicy hips. Swinging the phone towards you, the massive bright display dauntingly took up your entire vision as Elizabeth explained, "Pretty weird app to get this notification from, huh Andrew? And here I thought it was all business..."
It took your eyes a moment to adjust to the pixely giant text, but soon you saw the app name, your eyes going wide as you read the cursed heading: "Tiny2Go!" While Elizabeth took her phone back and eagerly began digging into the promotion, you were entering into an existential panic. Everything was beginning to make sense now, from your first moments into getting a supposedly "temporary" license, to the tidbits of Elizabeth's talk on your feelings, up to this awful epiphany. You'd unfortunately heard of the latest craze Tiny2Go! and it's overwhelmingly addictive gameplay, plenty of women sinking hundreds of dollars into the games strange and absurd micro-transactions(that only affected in-game rewards of course).
While licensing tinies from your phone was a totally legit and possible enterprise, it was primarily meant to be done on the CTC's official app. This indie game company, consisting exclusively of "tiny loving" game devs, came along and offered to work directly with the Center of Tiny Citizenship to "streamline" and "improve accessibility" with their own app. What followed could only be described as a cultural phenomena as women everywhere hopped onto the latest craze, eager to have their own tiny to play with, the CTC perfectly content with turning a blind eye as tiny registration soared.
You'd done your best to try and ignore the mania around such a dumb game, not even understanding the core mechanics at this point, you just knew it was not good for any tiny involved. The app was essentially the same as the normal CTC app in your eyes, still with the exact same damning ability to license tinies, with the same lame rules and regulations that went with it. And here you swore Jennifer had used the normal app...but you had been out of the picture for a whole week. Who knows what a malicious Mackenzie and Jennifer could accomplish together, it's not like Elizabeth's phone would be that hard to get into...
All you could do now was hope and pray someone as wise, focused, and mature as Elizabeth wouldn't fall victim to such a dumb, meaningle---
"OH MY GOD!! There's a little me in the game! Woah! There's even an itty-bitty you, Andrew!" Elizabeth was practically hopping in place as the games overly cutesy, explosively colorful design sucked her right in, her eyes not wandering onto you for a moment. "And I can even customize us! Heehee, don't worry, I'll make us look great, sweetie!" A shadow crept over you before the woman's titanic-sized palm slammed atop you a couple times as she attempted to affectionately pat you.
You hoped you'd be able to just roll your eyes at this obvious development, but in truth your heart was absolutely racing. Seeing the vibrant lights dance off the giantess woman's face as she hovered the display ever closer in clear intrigue only spelled doom in your mind, and you begged your lips to reform just the tiniest bit so you could drag the ditz's attention back onto you instead of an application designed to torment you as much as possible.
Suddenly though, a light gasp escaped the enticed woman's lips right as the phone made a blaringly vexing noise. "Ugh! Why's everything in the shop so damn expensive?! I can't even buy pretty looking panties for mini-me!" You felt the tiniest bit of reprieve so far, just seeing Elizabeth the least bit annoyed by the game filled you with renewed optimism. The last thing you needed was for your supposed owner/captor getting completely sucked into such an awful--"Oh wait a sec, hehe, my little avatar is picking you up, Andrew!"
You waited with bated breath as Elizabeth peered into the toonish game world, only to watch as a joyful ding rang out which prompted your current host to burst out in laughter. "HAHAHA, oh my god! Andrew! Get this, get this! I just turned you into panties, and you won't believe it, I just PUT YOU ON! AHAHAHAA!" You were tossed lightly into the air as Elizabeth's thick bottom hoisted up and down atop her bouncy bed, the repercussions of her ginormous booty's actions totally lost on her as she launched into hysterics.
After a lengthy bit of laughter, and a nauseating amount of airtime for you, you found yourself rubbing against Elizabeth's thigh as her body-weight had indented the mattress enough to slowly bring you closer. Even the side of your panty-shaped body, your left arm and leg, were pinned beneath the woman's meaty right thigh, her oppressive body-heat already cumbersome as it radiated relentlessly from her slick skin. You just prayed to whatever gods above that she didn't lose herself like that again, or you might end up plastered to the older woman's bed as nothing more than a squishy ass print after she dropped her deadly booty atop you a few dozen times.
Wiping a tear away as she collected herself, Elizabeth was brought back in by a frilly pop-up. "Huh? What's this...? Submit visual proof of action for...a thousand points?!" As Elizabeth's mouth hung open, you whimpered motionlessly. You watched helplessly as Elizabeth's eyes peeled away from the phone, scanning her side until they eagerly landed: right...on...you. The sheer hunger in Elizabeth's eyes could hardly be measured, as she quickly picked you up and hovered you in front of her face, a bright grin forming across her lips.
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