Getting a Choice
A Tiny Love Triangle
chapter 17
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lilmoni83
"Hey, Mom..." Olivia asked, already sheepishly twiddling her thumbs.
Elizabeth looked over at her daughter, flashing her a bright grin. "Uh huh?" she replied, earnestly ready to appease her daughter.
"So today at the gym...with Andrew..." Elizabeth nodded along, totally expecting Olivia to continue to lay out compliments on her beloved little pet boy like she had been earlier. "I...I think I've changed my mind..."
Cocking her head, Elizabeth with empty-mind simply replied, "Whaddya mean, sweetie?"
Sighing as she collected her thoughts, Olivia slowly explained, "Well...today when I got to use Andrew for myself...I think I started to understand the connection you two share. He really makes an incredible, helpful little object! I-I think I could handle using him. Treating him as...just a useful thing, not a real person. So if you don't mind...do you think...I could...have him?"
Elizabeth was caught entirely off guard at first, only to lean in and embrace her daughter, "Awwww, honey! That is so sweet!" Affectionately rubbing her daughter along the back, Elizabeth's tone suddenly shifted. "But it's not that simple. My little Drewy chose me to be his owner! It's a matter of law, sweetheart." Realistically Elizabeth knew exactly where her daughter was coming from, her precious Andrew was the greatest toy, best pet, and damn best clothing any lady could ask for! It was no wonder she'd want him all to herself.
"But...Mom I really think that's only because he didn't know I would be willing to use him! If he did...surely he'd...want it to be me who owned him, right?" While Olivia made her pleas, a sudden chime interrupted Elizabeth. Checking it quickly with a spare glance, your wearer read the latest notification from Tiny2Go!
"I. Love. You. Elizabeth!!! I'm forever yours, no matter how you want to use me!" The simple message was similar to dozens she'd read before, but it suddenly changed Elizabeth's demeanor. She sighed a defeated sigh, yet remained confident she'd keep her precious boy. "Alright, honey. You may be right..."
Olivia's eyes sparkled, she could really have her Andrew back, and get the damn comfiest thong, bra, insole, or whatever she wanted at the same time! "Aww, really!? Thank you, Mom!"
Elizabeth held up a finger, stopping the bear-hug Olivia was ready to launch into for once. "But..." she began, "It's not up to us! Andrew is the tiny here, it's up for him to choose himself!" While under no obligation to relinquish ownership, Elizabeth couldn't bear to upset her daughter. Not to mention she was confident she knew exactly where your desires lie.
Olivia hummed to herself in deep thought, "I guess that's true. Okay, so let's let him decide!"
"Alright, honey, but just know his word is final!" Elizabeth stated matter-of-factly before rising and preparing to go into her room to change. Just moments later, Olivia and Elizabeth were sat at the dining room table, the squished blob that was your frame a mess before them. Taking the lead, Elizabeth began to explain.
"Drew-Boo, sweetie, Olivia and I were talking and...we were wondering if you'd rather stay with me here and keep being used by me..." Elizabeth gestured over to Olivia, who was sitting in a mix of nervousness and sheer excitement, "Or have your license transferred to Olivia here and have her use you from now on."
Before she could continue, Olivia blurted out, "I get it now, Andrew! I'll love you and use you non-stop! You'll never have to be a little person again! I-I promise!" Olivia stated, and you were unsure if she was even hesitating at this point. Maybe this was some kind of trick she was pulling on her mom? And really she was just trying to rescue you from this torment? If she was acting, it was damn convincing, as her eyes had an alarming yearning behind them. She looked like she really, really wanted you to be hers.
Butting in, eager to make her case, Elizabeth began, "Andrew, I know you love being here and getting to be used by me all day! Haven't I proven to you I'll cherish you always? Since you first asked to be my thong, I haven't strayed from keeping you under me for a moment! It's not just that though, Andrew. I need you! These curves..." She stood from the table, flashing her perky booty towards you ominously, "God they get sooooo hot and sweaty! You wouldn't want to leave them when they want you, need you, so damn bad, would you, sweetie?"
What followed was a relentless back and forth, almost the verbal equivalent of the beat-down you'd endured in the sauna. Each woman lambasted you in promises, promises that were nothing but horrifying potential realities. Each word only made you wonder which would be worse. Olivia pledged to wear you to wear basketball every, single, day. Elizabeth offered she'd forgo showers, even if the app offered triple points for one.
"I know your mouth is a bit mangled right now, hon. So just give us a wiggle on the side of who you want to be owned by, okay?" You couldn't believe you wouldn't even be able to cry 'No!' before this decision was made. The life-long decision that would seal your fate decided on a wiggle. "And if you can kinda hurry, sweetie, CTC rules only give us
The decision seemed obvious, being owned by Olivia would certainly be easier than being owned by her even ditzier, even heftier, mother. No more Tiny2Go!, no more misunderstandings, no more check-ins...but wouldn't that mean Olivia would just use you...constantly. Tiny2Go! might have been the only thing keeping Elizabeth from losing you on or in her body...forever.
But...Olivia, she couldn't really go through with this, right? The guilt would rise until she'd inevitably let you reform some day.
And yet...part of your tiny(literally, not figuratively) brain was actually considering Elizabeth. Could you really sully your beautiful memories of Olivia by being owned by her for your lifetime? Soon enough, she'd no longer be your beautiful, beloved ex. She'd be your cruel, uncaring owner. At least if you stayed here, you'd keep them, and fulfill the deepest dreams of Elizabeth. With both realities being the same for you, was that really the worse one?
You couldn't believe you were even considering Elizabeth; maybe your brain had a few loose screws. Also, which side of your body was even which? Your limbs were a flattened mess, did you even have a say in your fate?
With no time and needing to make the biggest decision of your life you wiggled the side for...
Elizabeth looked over at her daughter, flashing her a bright grin. "Uh huh?" she replied, earnestly ready to appease her daughter.
"So today at the gym...with Andrew..." Elizabeth nodded along, totally expecting Olivia to continue to lay out compliments on her beloved little pet boy like she had been earlier. "I...I think I've changed my mind..."
Cocking her head, Elizabeth with empty-mind simply replied, "Whaddya mean, sweetie?"
Sighing as she collected her thoughts, Olivia slowly explained, "Well...today when I got to use Andrew for myself...I think I started to understand the connection you two share. He really makes an incredible, helpful little object! I-I think I could handle using him. Treating him as...just a useful thing, not a real person. So if you don't mind...do you think...I could...have him?"
Elizabeth was caught entirely off guard at first, only to lean in and embrace her daughter, "Awwww, honey! That is so sweet!" Affectionately rubbing her daughter along the back, Elizabeth's tone suddenly shifted. "But it's not that simple. My little Drewy chose me to be his owner! It's a matter of law, sweetheart." Realistically Elizabeth knew exactly where her daughter was coming from, her precious Andrew was the greatest toy, best pet, and damn best clothing any lady could ask for! It was no wonder she'd want him all to herself.
"But...Mom I really think that's only because he didn't know I would be willing to use him! If he did...surely he'd...want it to be me who owned him, right?" While Olivia made her pleas, a sudden chime interrupted Elizabeth. Checking it quickly with a spare glance, your wearer read the latest notification from Tiny2Go!
"I. Love. You. Elizabeth!!! I'm forever yours, no matter how you want to use me!" The simple message was similar to dozens she'd read before, but it suddenly changed Elizabeth's demeanor. She sighed a defeated sigh, yet remained confident she'd keep her precious boy. "Alright, honey. You may be right..."
Olivia's eyes sparkled, she could really have her Andrew back, and get the damn comfiest thong, bra, insole, or whatever she wanted at the same time! "Aww, really!? Thank you, Mom!"
Elizabeth held up a finger, stopping the bear-hug Olivia was ready to launch into for once. "But..." she began, "It's not up to us! Andrew is the tiny here, it's up for him to choose himself!" While under no obligation to relinquish ownership, Elizabeth couldn't bear to upset her daughter. Not to mention she was confident she knew exactly where your desires lie.
Olivia hummed to herself in deep thought, "I guess that's true. Okay, so let's let him decide!"
"Alright, honey, but just know his word is final!" Elizabeth stated matter-of-factly before rising and preparing to go into her room to change. Just moments later, Olivia and Elizabeth were sat at the dining room table, the squished blob that was your frame a mess before them. Taking the lead, Elizabeth began to explain.
"Drew-Boo, sweetie, Olivia and I were talking and...we were wondering if you'd rather stay with me here and keep being used by me..." Elizabeth gestured over to Olivia, who was sitting in a mix of nervousness and sheer excitement, "Or have your license transferred to Olivia here and have her use you from now on."
Before she could continue, Olivia blurted out, "I get it now, Andrew! I'll love you and use you non-stop! You'll never have to be a little person again! I-I promise!" Olivia stated, and you were unsure if she was even hesitating at this point. Maybe this was some kind of trick she was pulling on her mom? And really she was just trying to rescue you from this torment? If she was acting, it was damn convincing, as her eyes had an alarming yearning behind them. She looked like she really, really wanted you to be hers.
Butting in, eager to make her case, Elizabeth began, "Andrew, I know you love being here and getting to be used by me all day! Haven't I proven to you I'll cherish you always? Since you first asked to be my thong, I haven't strayed from keeping you under me for a moment! It's not just that though, Andrew. I need you! These curves..." She stood from the table, flashing her perky booty towards you ominously, "God they get sooooo hot and sweaty! You wouldn't want to leave them when they want you, need you, so damn bad, would you, sweetie?"
What followed was a relentless back and forth, almost the verbal equivalent of the beat-down you'd endured in the sauna. Each woman lambasted you in promises, promises that were nothing but horrifying potential realities. Each word only made you wonder which would be worse. Olivia pledged to wear you to wear basketball every, single, day. Elizabeth offered she'd forgo showers, even if the app offered triple points for one.
"I know your mouth is a bit mangled right now, hon. So just give us a wiggle on the side of who you want to be owned by, okay?" You couldn't believe you wouldn't even be able to cry 'No!' before this decision was made. The life-long decision that would seal your fate decided on a wiggle. "And if you can kinda hurry, sweetie, CTC rules only give us
The decision seemed obvious, being owned by Olivia would certainly be easier than being owned by her even ditzier, even heftier, mother. No more Tiny2Go!, no more misunderstandings, no more check-ins...but wouldn't that mean Olivia would just use you...constantly. Tiny2Go! might have been the only thing keeping Elizabeth from losing you on or in her body...forever.
But...Olivia, she couldn't really go through with this, right? The guilt would rise until she'd inevitably let you reform some day.
And yet...part of your tiny(literally, not figuratively) brain was actually considering Elizabeth. Could you really sully your beautiful memories of Olivia by being owned by her for your lifetime? Soon enough, she'd no longer be your beautiful, beloved ex. She'd be your cruel, uncaring owner. At least if you stayed here, you'd keep them, and fulfill the deepest dreams of Elizabeth. With both realities being the same for you, was that really the worse one?
You couldn't believe you were even considering Elizabeth; maybe your brain had a few loose screws. Also, which side of your body was even which? Your limbs were a flattened mess, did you even have a say in your fate?
With no time and needing to make the biggest decision of your life you wiggled the side for...
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