Long-Hidden Desires
A Tiny Love Triangle
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
lilmoni83
You watched in silent dread as Elizabeth slowly nodded to herself, confusion visibly turning to determination as she came to a conclusion. “I…I've always wanted you as well, Andrew. Right from the moment we met.” The face of your girlfriend's mother loomed ever closer, her eyes gently shutting as her lips lightly parted. You could feel her warm breath billow against your nakedly exposed form as she whispered onto you, "And getting yourself a license to be all mine...why it's just so...romantic." The overly affectionate mother hauntingly ran her tongue along her lips before pressing the freshly slicked, pillowy flesh against you. "I just knew I had a good feeling about you. Such a gentleman, and sooooo cute!"
You could only stare up at the beautiful woman's face as she kept your limbs securely held in each hand, once again reminded you couldn't say a word as you screamed in futile frustration, agony, and confusion; all of which died against sealed lips as Elizabeth simply smiled down at you cluelessly. "And I see you've opted to stay as my cutesy little bikini bottoms, I can't say I'll complain on that front~" Elizabeth purred as she playfully stretched you between her fingers. You couldn't believe she thought you'd stay in the form of her damn underwear, willingly.
With that though, you felt the hands that grasped you begin to sway as Elizabeth exited the laundry room, headed for some other room as you got a first look at the King household. Your eyes darted through each room but kept getting stuck on Elizabeth as she gazed down at you, biting her lip and piercing you with her hungry gaze. "Really Andrew I can't believe it's taken this long for you to get your feelings across," the mature brunette mused while strolling through her home, "Although maybe it's partially my fault as well..." You could only listen in distress as she came to a fresh conclusion, "Gosh! All those times you got stuck under me...you must've been absolutely dying for me to take the hint!"
Giggles boomed above you while she tenderly traced a finger along your face. "Heehee, well I guess if I didn't get the message after you'd offer to become my very own bikini thong, I'd have to be a rank one airhead!" You internally moaned at her complete lack of self-awareness, getting a face-full of her heaving chest while she walked, the asset her body seemed far more concerned with developing before her brain. Suddenly, Elizabeth gasped, looking down at you accusingly before a smirk returned to her lips, "Wait a sec, oh god, don't tell me...it was you! You hid my bikini bottom that beach day, so I'd be forced to use you instead!"
"NOOOOOOOO!" You screamed, any oxygen remaining in your flattened lungs exploding against your lips as you violently protested this precarious train of thought. The yell of opposition only echoed inside your own throat however, producing the faintest of tremors within your panty-body.
"Yes! I knew it!" Elizabeth exclaimed, taking your 'subtle' vibrations as a shy agreement. "Goodness, Andrew! I had no idea I had such a crafty little admirer after me all this time!" Your holder blushed, looking upwards in mock embarrassment as she couldn't bear to make 'eye-contact' with her bikini bottoms as she admitted, "Although...I guess you haven't known how much I've sort of...enjoyed when I'd find you squished under me...hehe" The mature woman's somewhat bashful laughter raining down around you before you were unceremoniously dumped onto a cushy surface.
You were once again cast in the giantess mother's shadow as she leaned over you, still staring at you with wide eyes of intrigue. "Well, here's the bedroom, sweetie. Looks like we'll be spending quite a bit of quality time together in here, won't we?" Elizabeth gave a not-so-subtle wink, succeeding in sending fierce chills down your spine, but for all the wrong reasons. "You just relax there on the bed while I catch a quick shower, don't go anywhere now!" Elizabeth had already stripped off her shirt and pants, now standing stark in front of you in just a black bra and thong. Still, she couldn't help but tease you just a bit more, bending over the bed and giving you a face-full of her overflowing breasts. She painstakingly restrained herself from launching into a full on make out-attack on such a tiny cutie, as she opted to simply once more put on a sultry, seductive whisper instead, "After all, there's nothing I love more than some warm panties after a nice, steamy shower~"
The curvy woman giggled to herself, knowing full well you wouldn't move a muscle and would be waiting for her patiently; Especially after a tease like that. And even if you could, she just knew you wouldn't dare miss out on the chance to get back to her gorgeous ass, one you'd already displayed you'd adored being wrapped around.
You lay limply as you couldn't tear your eyes away from Elizabeth's backside as she strolled away towards where you presumed the bathroom was. Her form disappeared before leaning back out, her eyes locking on you before blowing a kiss your way. You could hear her distant laughter as she shut the door, leaving you alone in near silence before the shower could be heard clicking on.
It didn't take you more than a second to start fighting with your limbs. You had no clue what had happened in the week you'd been stuck in your girlfriend's mother's luggage, but the lone word license continued to horrifically echo in your mind. You could already tell this was Mackenzie's doing but had no time to dwell on revenge while a curvy, ditzy brunette was mere minutes away from snapping you on over her hips for who knows how long.
Wrestling with your abused, flattened body, you worked with the utmost effort to get back into normal shape. Your day slung around Elizabeth's ass while she earnestly sweat in the beautiful beach sunshine, the overbearing odor of her mature body soaking into you while you remained trapped in her bag, and the latest vision of the jiggling booty almost threateningly shaking at you while she waltzed away; Each experience and vision raced through your mind, frighteningly reminding you of the fate that awaited you if you didn't succeed here and now.
It was like you could feel her warm breath on you now, the steamy, sweet swirl of muggy air repeating "all...mine..." over and over how she had just moments ago, when you managed to pop an arm and leg apart! "Yes! I-I can do this!" You thought, still not entirely sure you even believed yourself, but enjoying the feeling of blood returning to your fingers.
You thanked the heavens Elizabeth seemed to enjoy longer showers as you could still hear the shower running when...
1. You actually manage to reform into your natural shape! Now we wait...
2. A distant voice can be heard, "Hey, Liz! Some flight, huh? I brought back that top you let me borrow, freshly washed as promised!" The cursed voice of your rival Mackenzie's mother could be heard, and her footsteps were coming...right towards Elizabeth's bedroom. Right towards...you.
You could only stare up at the beautiful woman's face as she kept your limbs securely held in each hand, once again reminded you couldn't say a word as you screamed in futile frustration, agony, and confusion; all of which died against sealed lips as Elizabeth simply smiled down at you cluelessly. "And I see you've opted to stay as my cutesy little bikini bottoms, I can't say I'll complain on that front~" Elizabeth purred as she playfully stretched you between her fingers. You couldn't believe she thought you'd stay in the form of her damn underwear, willingly.
With that though, you felt the hands that grasped you begin to sway as Elizabeth exited the laundry room, headed for some other room as you got a first look at the King household. Your eyes darted through each room but kept getting stuck on Elizabeth as she gazed down at you, biting her lip and piercing you with her hungry gaze. "Really Andrew I can't believe it's taken this long for you to get your feelings across," the mature brunette mused while strolling through her home, "Although maybe it's partially my fault as well..." You could only listen in distress as she came to a fresh conclusion, "Gosh! All those times you got stuck under me...you must've been absolutely dying for me to take the hint!"
Giggles boomed above you while she tenderly traced a finger along your face. "Heehee, well I guess if I didn't get the message after you'd offer to become my very own bikini thong, I'd have to be a rank one airhead!" You internally moaned at her complete lack of self-awareness, getting a face-full of her heaving chest while she walked, the asset her body seemed far more concerned with developing before her brain. Suddenly, Elizabeth gasped, looking down at you accusingly before a smirk returned to her lips, "Wait a sec, oh god, don't tell me...it was you! You hid my bikini bottom that beach day, so I'd be forced to use you instead!"
"NOOOOOOOO!" You screamed, any oxygen remaining in your flattened lungs exploding against your lips as you violently protested this precarious train of thought. The yell of opposition only echoed inside your own throat however, producing the faintest of tremors within your panty-body.
"Yes! I knew it!" Elizabeth exclaimed, taking your 'subtle' vibrations as a shy agreement. "Goodness, Andrew! I had no idea I had such a crafty little admirer after me all this time!" Your holder blushed, looking upwards in mock embarrassment as she couldn't bear to make 'eye-contact' with her bikini bottoms as she admitted, "Although...I guess you haven't known how much I've sort of...enjoyed when I'd find you squished under me...hehe" The mature woman's somewhat bashful laughter raining down around you before you were unceremoniously dumped onto a cushy surface.
You were once again cast in the giantess mother's shadow as she leaned over you, still staring at you with wide eyes of intrigue. "Well, here's the bedroom, sweetie. Looks like we'll be spending quite a bit of quality time together in here, won't we?" Elizabeth gave a not-so-subtle wink, succeeding in sending fierce chills down your spine, but for all the wrong reasons. "You just relax there on the bed while I catch a quick shower, don't go anywhere now!" Elizabeth had already stripped off her shirt and pants, now standing stark in front of you in just a black bra and thong. Still, she couldn't help but tease you just a bit more, bending over the bed and giving you a face-full of her overflowing breasts. She painstakingly restrained herself from launching into a full on make out-attack on such a tiny cutie, as she opted to simply once more put on a sultry, seductive whisper instead, "After all, there's nothing I love more than some warm panties after a nice, steamy shower~"
The curvy woman giggled to herself, knowing full well you wouldn't move a muscle and would be waiting for her patiently; Especially after a tease like that. And even if you could, she just knew you wouldn't dare miss out on the chance to get back to her gorgeous ass, one you'd already displayed you'd adored being wrapped around.
You lay limply as you couldn't tear your eyes away from Elizabeth's backside as she strolled away towards where you presumed the bathroom was. Her form disappeared before leaning back out, her eyes locking on you before blowing a kiss your way. You could hear her distant laughter as she shut the door, leaving you alone in near silence before the shower could be heard clicking on.
It didn't take you more than a second to start fighting with your limbs. You had no clue what had happened in the week you'd been stuck in your girlfriend's mother's luggage, but the lone word license continued to horrifically echo in your mind. You could already tell this was Mackenzie's doing but had no time to dwell on revenge while a curvy, ditzy brunette was mere minutes away from snapping you on over her hips for who knows how long.
Wrestling with your abused, flattened body, you worked with the utmost effort to get back into normal shape. Your day slung around Elizabeth's ass while she earnestly sweat in the beautiful beach sunshine, the overbearing odor of her mature body soaking into you while you remained trapped in her bag, and the latest vision of the jiggling booty almost threateningly shaking at you while she waltzed away; Each experience and vision raced through your mind, frighteningly reminding you of the fate that awaited you if you didn't succeed here and now.
It was like you could feel her warm breath on you now, the steamy, sweet swirl of muggy air repeating "all...mine..." over and over how she had just moments ago, when you managed to pop an arm and leg apart! "Yes! I-I can do this!" You thought, still not entirely sure you even believed yourself, but enjoying the feeling of blood returning to your fingers.
You thanked the heavens Elizabeth seemed to enjoy longer showers as you could still hear the shower running when...
1. You actually manage to reform into your natural shape! Now we wait...
2. A distant voice can be heard, "Hey, Liz! Some flight, huh? I brought back that top you let me borrow, freshly washed as promised!" The cursed voice of your rival Mackenzie's mother could be heard, and her footsteps were coming...right towards Elizabeth's bedroom. Right towards...you.
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