Reasoning with a Love-Struck Elizabeth
A Tiny Love Triangle
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
lilmoni84
Once you'd managed to free a couple of your limbs, it was easy work in getting all of them nicely disjointed from one another and back into a somewhat normal shape. At the absolute least you wouldn't be perfectly shaped into something the curvaceous brunette would be able to slide up around her butt. With that at least completed, you took a healthy sigh of relief.
That was until you heard the distant shower shut off, now only hearing the ominous, blissful humming of your apparent owner as she dried her massive body off. With renewed urgency, you made sure to unflatten all of your limbs and torso, checked to make sure you could articulate speech, and stood up on the cushy mattress. Now at the very least you were presentable...save for the fact you had no clothes of course.
You stood patiently as the moment of truth arrived, your breathing picking up as the anxiety started to creep in. You weren't sure what you had to worry about, it was just clumsy Elizabeth, you'd dealt with her dozens of times before, never being overwhelmed by her stunning looks or overbearing affection. And yet something about this time was so different. You felt the words echoing in your mind once again, "getting a license to be all mine. All...mine..." you couldn't help but shiver in newfound fear. You had to get this right, you had to clear things up, and fast.
Moments later, Elizabeth herself waltzed casually into the room, not even glancing in your direction as she walked right by you. You stood, stunned by the lack of acknowledgement, as she bounced by, her rotund assets only restrained by one far too small towel. Her prestigious booty peeked out from the bottom of the white fabric, the cloth looking like some kind of hand towel next to a figure as large and voluptuous as hers. Her shadow passed over you as she made her way to the dresser before dropping said towel to the floor without any remorse.
"Ummm, uhhh, Elizabeth, could we talk?" You shouted, hoping she'd make out your nervous voice in the midst of the otherwise silent room.
Your girlfriend's mother turned on her heel, a mix of surprise and joy plastered on her face as her eyes locked onto your tiny form. "Oh, right! Andrew, I forgot I was going to throw you on after my shower! Oopsie, silly me!" she chuckled to herself as she slowly came closer, now enveloping you once more in her imposing shadow while seemingly ignorant of the fact she was lambasting you in the entirety of her nude form. "Uh oh, did your little knots come undone while I was gone?" Elizabeth noted, a sympathetic frown taking shape on her lips while she placed both hands onto her wide hips, "Well that's fine, I'm sure I can get you right back into shape!"
As her hand slowly approached you, nearly swallowing up your inch tall body into her suffocating grip, you took a step back, urgently shouting, "W-Wait a minute!"
The imposing hand stopped its descent, hovering over you before shifting to the side to expose Elizabeth's confused face. "Hmm~? What is it, sweetie?" she asked earnestly, as if speaking to a child or some pet that was simply whining for attention. "Ooooh, I understand!"
You breathed a sigh of relief, finally she seemed to at least be able to read your body language that you were incredibly uncomfortable. Standing nude next to your girlfriend's also nude mother was certainly not a position you had expected to ever get into. "Oh, thank god, you do?" You asked, ready to have an honest discussion on getting back home.
"Of course, honey!" Elizabeth comforted soothingly, dropping her face to your level with a look of reassurance. "You wanted some more time up close and personal with me before I go back to just wearing you like any old thong, is that it?" her words were spoken with such warmth and kindness, it was almost difficult to disagree with them.
"Umm, well...kinda...it's more like I need to--" You were interrupted as a massive digit lightly stroked at your head, tossing your hair about wildly. Yep, she was petting you.
"Awwww, Andy that is so precious! Well of course I'm so happy to indulge you, I don't mind giving a little extra love if you're returning the favor~" Before you could interrupt and elaborate, the formerly stroking finger lowered behind you, and you turned around to see it blocking you from escaping any further as it caught your back. Quickly turning back forward, you were already too late as your vision was entirely consumed by the view of Elizabeth's plump and wet lips, only managing a meek shriek before they pummeled into you, burying you in their fluffy embrace.
Your protests were easily buried in the thrashing presence of the massive lips, any cries of dismay you managed easily overpowered by the pleased murmurs of sheer delight escaping from the sliver in her mouth. "Mmmmm, that's my good boy," she purred within a millimeter of your now wet and sticky face, the intense blast of air from her words filling your lungs with nothing but the scent of hot, muggy Elizabeth breath.
Just seconds later, yet certainly feeling like an eternity, Elizabeth couldn't restrain herself any further, just having to get a light taste of her new tiny boy toy. Between passionate smacks and slurps at the squishy man, she gently poked her tongue through her lips, lightly swiping along his exposed body as she savored his soft exterior. 'Oh goodness, he's just so cute...I can really feel him giving his all, gosh his little squirms of pleasure are killing me!' Elizabeth internally gushed, falling for the tiny guy all over again. 'Wow, he really kicked things up a notch when I licked him, the little guy must be loving my tongue...well I certainly don't mind giving him as much as he likes...' she mused before lightly giggling to herself.
You were in the process of being smashed and sucked by the monumental force that was Elizabeth's mouth, when you suddenly felt a sweltering, wet, and powerful surface slide across you from your legs up until slowly dragging against your helpless face. Her tongue. Elizabeth started with just the occasional lap against your body, but after you'd attempted to push the slimy muscle away, she suddenly dropped the kisses all together, opting to allow the long, hot tongue to simply have free reign against your tiny body, using you as her personal tasting toy as she licked all over you; as if you were the tastiest lollipop she'd ever encountered.
Your screams drowned in pools of thick saliva, the gorgeous brunette casting care to the wind as she drooled all across the loving little guy. Yet after a non-stop french-kissing assault over the span of five minutes, she finally seemed to have had her fill with you for a moment as she raised her head away from you. "Mmmm, wow Andrew, I had no idea my new tiny property doubled as an incredible kisser!" She winked dreamily down at your exasperated body, still gasping for air as you coughed up gallons of the woman's dense spit. "I really should be getting dressed though, don't worry though, you're never leaving my side again~"
As you finally cleared your throat, you managed a soft cry, "Elizabeth, hold on a sec..." You stood in place, brushing off as much of the warm fluid as you could, seeing she was at least stopped from tying your limbs into knots for the moment.
"Oh? What is it, sweetie? Don't tell me...you want some more?" The seductive titaness winked down at you as she licked across her top lip, clearly having no qualms with going for another round of fervent licks.
That was until you heard the distant shower shut off, now only hearing the ominous, blissful humming of your apparent owner as she dried her massive body off. With renewed urgency, you made sure to unflatten all of your limbs and torso, checked to make sure you could articulate speech, and stood up on the cushy mattress. Now at the very least you were presentable...save for the fact you had no clothes of course.
You stood patiently as the moment of truth arrived, your breathing picking up as the anxiety started to creep in. You weren't sure what you had to worry about, it was just clumsy Elizabeth, you'd dealt with her dozens of times before, never being overwhelmed by her stunning looks or overbearing affection. And yet something about this time was so different. You felt the words echoing in your mind once again, "getting a license to be all mine. All...mine..." you couldn't help but shiver in newfound fear. You had to get this right, you had to clear things up, and fast.
Moments later, Elizabeth herself waltzed casually into the room, not even glancing in your direction as she walked right by you. You stood, stunned by the lack of acknowledgement, as she bounced by, her rotund assets only restrained by one far too small towel. Her prestigious booty peeked out from the bottom of the white fabric, the cloth looking like some kind of hand towel next to a figure as large and voluptuous as hers. Her shadow passed over you as she made her way to the dresser before dropping said towel to the floor without any remorse.
"Ummm, uhhh, Elizabeth, could we talk?" You shouted, hoping she'd make out your nervous voice in the midst of the otherwise silent room.
Your girlfriend's mother turned on her heel, a mix of surprise and joy plastered on her face as her eyes locked onto your tiny form. "Oh, right! Andrew, I forgot I was going to throw you on after my shower! Oopsie, silly me!" she chuckled to herself as she slowly came closer, now enveloping you once more in her imposing shadow while seemingly ignorant of the fact she was lambasting you in the entirety of her nude form. "Uh oh, did your little knots come undone while I was gone?" Elizabeth noted, a sympathetic frown taking shape on her lips while she placed both hands onto her wide hips, "Well that's fine, I'm sure I can get you right back into shape!"
As her hand slowly approached you, nearly swallowing up your inch tall body into her suffocating grip, you took a step back, urgently shouting, "W-Wait a minute!"
The imposing hand stopped its descent, hovering over you before shifting to the side to expose Elizabeth's confused face. "Hmm~? What is it, sweetie?" she asked earnestly, as if speaking to a child or some pet that was simply whining for attention. "Ooooh, I understand!"
You breathed a sigh of relief, finally she seemed to at least be able to read your body language that you were incredibly uncomfortable. Standing nude next to your girlfriend's also nude mother was certainly not a position you had expected to ever get into. "Oh, thank god, you do?" You asked, ready to have an honest discussion on getting back home.
"Of course, honey!" Elizabeth comforted soothingly, dropping her face to your level with a look of reassurance. "You wanted some more time up close and personal with me before I go back to just wearing you like any old thong, is that it?" her words were spoken with such warmth and kindness, it was almost difficult to disagree with them.
"Umm, well...kinda...it's more like I need to--" You were interrupted as a massive digit lightly stroked at your head, tossing your hair about wildly. Yep, she was petting you.
"Awwww, Andy that is so precious! Well of course I'm so happy to indulge you, I don't mind giving a little extra love if you're returning the favor~" Before you could interrupt and elaborate, the formerly stroking finger lowered behind you, and you turned around to see it blocking you from escaping any further as it caught your back. Quickly turning back forward, you were already too late as your vision was entirely consumed by the view of Elizabeth's plump and wet lips, only managing a meek shriek before they pummeled into you, burying you in their fluffy embrace.
Your protests were easily buried in the thrashing presence of the massive lips, any cries of dismay you managed easily overpowered by the pleased murmurs of sheer delight escaping from the sliver in her mouth. "Mmmmm, that's my good boy," she purred within a millimeter of your now wet and sticky face, the intense blast of air from her words filling your lungs with nothing but the scent of hot, muggy Elizabeth breath.
Just seconds later, yet certainly feeling like an eternity, Elizabeth couldn't restrain herself any further, just having to get a light taste of her new tiny boy toy. Between passionate smacks and slurps at the squishy man, she gently poked her tongue through her lips, lightly swiping along his exposed body as she savored his soft exterior. 'Oh goodness, he's just so cute...I can really feel him giving his all, gosh his little squirms of pleasure are killing me!' Elizabeth internally gushed, falling for the tiny guy all over again. 'Wow, he really kicked things up a notch when I licked him, the little guy must be loving my tongue...well I certainly don't mind giving him as much as he likes...' she mused before lightly giggling to herself.
You were in the process of being smashed and sucked by the monumental force that was Elizabeth's mouth, when you suddenly felt a sweltering, wet, and powerful surface slide across you from your legs up until slowly dragging against your helpless face. Her tongue. Elizabeth started with just the occasional lap against your body, but after you'd attempted to push the slimy muscle away, she suddenly dropped the kisses all together, opting to allow the long, hot tongue to simply have free reign against your tiny body, using you as her personal tasting toy as she licked all over you; as if you were the tastiest lollipop she'd ever encountered.
Your screams drowned in pools of thick saliva, the gorgeous brunette casting care to the wind as she drooled all across the loving little guy. Yet after a non-stop french-kissing assault over the span of five minutes, she finally seemed to have had her fill with you for a moment as she raised her head away from you. "Mmmm, wow Andrew, I had no idea my new tiny property doubled as an incredible kisser!" She winked dreamily down at your exasperated body, still gasping for air as you coughed up gallons of the woman's dense spit. "I really should be getting dressed though, don't worry though, you're never leaving my side again~"
As you finally cleared your throat, you managed a soft cry, "Elizabeth, hold on a sec..." You stood in place, brushing off as much of the warm fluid as you could, seeing she was at least stopped from tying your limbs into knots for the moment.
"Oh? What is it, sweetie? Don't tell me...you want some more?" The seductive titaness winked down at you as she licked across her top lip, clearly having no qualms with going for another round of fervent licks.
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