Finally Allowed to Rest
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 16
by
Bobob1
Mary sighed as she spotted your flattened smear of a body spread over the seat of her thong, smiling apologetically as she reached down to peel you off. While you were relieved to be spotted you were understandably concerned when your mother appeared to struggle to get you lose, but soon enough she managed to get her nails beneath one of your arms and from there peeled you off in one go. Deposited on the edge of the sink you stared up at the ceiling and struggled to reform.
Your reformation was cut short however as you were snatched up and held under the tap, reality dawning on you just moments before the water turned on and blasted down on top of you, hands closing in on either side as Mary repeated her previous cleaning actions. Again you were rubbed furiously by your mother before being dumped into a towel and rubbed furiously once more. Yet still it seemed she failed to realise just how painful for you this truly was.
By the time you were judged to be ‘clean’ your mangled body ached all over, but at least your head was intact enough to try and form words as you struggled to look up at your mother from her palm. “Mu…mum, can you… take me to my room.'? Had you been able to talk before that’s where you would have wanted to go in the first place, which would have avoided this entire incident.
Mary blushed, likely coming to the same conclusion as you, but thankfully complied and carried you quickly into your room and better yet straight to the doll house in which you slept. She did insist on giving you a full body kiss before leaving, but that was a small price to pay for your freedom.
Though your body was still mangled you were just happy that you were finally being given a chance to rest after spending weeks as Kim’s toe prisoner. A proper chance to reform and reboot after everything you’d been through. In a lot of ways it didn’t even feel real, since you’d started to believe you were never going to escape, and as you finally drifted off to sleep your fitful dreams were full of images of trampling feet and shifting toes, mixed with a handful of butts as well.
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You were woken up what felt like hours later by the roof of your doll house being removed, turning your thankfully reformed body over to look up at your younger sister peering down from above. You gave her a tired wave and greeting, and Claire responded by reaching in any lifting you gently from your bed. “Good to see you’ve pulled yourself together bro. I was getting worried about you.'? She smiled at you genuinely as she carried you downstairs, and you couldn’t help but be thankful that at least one of your family members was capable of showing a proper degree of concern for your safety.
It seemed the others were waiting for you, as Claire had barely crossed the threshold to the kitchen before you were snatched from her hands by your mother and subjected to a quick and humiliating probing from her curious fingers. Only once your family’s matriarch was satisfied that you were properly attached was Sarah given a chance to approach, forgoing physical contact to give you a quick smirk, though you could tell that she was at least somewhat glad to see you okay.
Even your mother’s probing however was tame in comparison to Kim’s reaction, who displayed an uncommon degree of boldness in snatching you straight from Mary’s palm and apologising profusely before smothering you with a wave of kisses all over your body. You were too caught off-guard by this display to protest or resist, and for their part your family members just laughed as you were buried by the Asian’s girl’s lips and practically drowned in her overflowing tears.
“I’m sorry *hic*, I’m sorry *smooch*… I didn’t *smooch*… I didn’t know *hic*. I’m so sorry *smooch*.'? The endless bombardment left you no chance to respond as your body quickly started to turn the colour of Kim’s pale lipstick, so all you could do was lie there any take it as the frantic girl went on. “I promise *smooch* *hic*. I promise that I’ll be more *smooch* more careful in the future. *hic* I won’t crush you again *smooch*. At least *smooch* not without your permission.'?
You really weren’t sure what she meant by that last part. What permission? Was she suggesting that there might be a circumstance in which you would ask her to crush you? You still had no idea of the lies Julia had told her while you were crushed, nor of her misconceptions around your relationships with Victoria and with herself. But from the look of admiration and love she was wearing as she gazed down upon you between kissing assaults you were starting to get an idea of where she was coming from. You knew that you had to clear this up before she took things too far.
Unfortunately your attempt to speak was interrupted as the doorbell rang and Kim quickly placed you down on the kitchen table with one last quick kiss before rushing off to the door. Oddly your family members staid put, suggesting that Kim specifically had been expecting this visit.
So who’s at the door, and just how bad are they about to make your day?
Your reformation was cut short however as you were snatched up and held under the tap, reality dawning on you just moments before the water turned on and blasted down on top of you, hands closing in on either side as Mary repeated her previous cleaning actions. Again you were rubbed furiously by your mother before being dumped into a towel and rubbed furiously once more. Yet still it seemed she failed to realise just how painful for you this truly was.
By the time you were judged to be ‘clean’ your mangled body ached all over, but at least your head was intact enough to try and form words as you struggled to look up at your mother from her palm. “Mu…mum, can you… take me to my room.'? Had you been able to talk before that’s where you would have wanted to go in the first place, which would have avoided this entire incident.
Mary blushed, likely coming to the same conclusion as you, but thankfully complied and carried you quickly into your room and better yet straight to the doll house in which you slept. She did insist on giving you a full body kiss before leaving, but that was a small price to pay for your freedom.
Though your body was still mangled you were just happy that you were finally being given a chance to rest after spending weeks as Kim’s toe prisoner. A proper chance to reform and reboot after everything you’d been through. In a lot of ways it didn’t even feel real, since you’d started to believe you were never going to escape, and as you finally drifted off to sleep your fitful dreams were full of images of trampling feet and shifting toes, mixed with a handful of butts as well.
…………
You were woken up what felt like hours later by the roof of your doll house being removed, turning your thankfully reformed body over to look up at your younger sister peering down from above. You gave her a tired wave and greeting, and Claire responded by reaching in any lifting you gently from your bed. “Good to see you’ve pulled yourself together bro. I was getting worried about you.'? She smiled at you genuinely as she carried you downstairs, and you couldn’t help but be thankful that at least one of your family members was capable of showing a proper degree of concern for your safety.
It seemed the others were waiting for you, as Claire had barely crossed the threshold to the kitchen before you were snatched from her hands by your mother and subjected to a quick and humiliating probing from her curious fingers. Only once your family’s matriarch was satisfied that you were properly attached was Sarah given a chance to approach, forgoing physical contact to give you a quick smirk, though you could tell that she was at least somewhat glad to see you okay.
Even your mother’s probing however was tame in comparison to Kim’s reaction, who displayed an uncommon degree of boldness in snatching you straight from Mary’s palm and apologising profusely before smothering you with a wave of kisses all over your body. You were too caught off-guard by this display to protest or resist, and for their part your family members just laughed as you were buried by the Asian’s girl’s lips and practically drowned in her overflowing tears.
“I’m sorry *hic*, I’m sorry *smooch*… I didn’t *smooch*… I didn’t know *hic*. I’m so sorry *smooch*.'? The endless bombardment left you no chance to respond as your body quickly started to turn the colour of Kim’s pale lipstick, so all you could do was lie there any take it as the frantic girl went on. “I promise *smooch* *hic*. I promise that I’ll be more *smooch* more careful in the future. *hic* I won’t crush you again *smooch*. At least *smooch* not without your permission.'?
You really weren’t sure what she meant by that last part. What permission? Was she suggesting that there might be a circumstance in which you would ask her to crush you? You still had no idea of the lies Julia had told her while you were crushed, nor of her misconceptions around your relationships with Victoria and with herself. But from the look of admiration and love she was wearing as she gazed down upon you between kissing assaults you were starting to get an idea of where she was coming from. You knew that you had to clear this up before she took things too far.
Unfortunately your attempt to speak was interrupted as the doorbell rang and Kim quickly placed you down on the kitchen table with one last quick kiss before rushing off to the door. Oddly your family members staid put, suggesting that Kim specifically had been expecting this visit.
So who’s at the door, and just how bad are they about to make your day?
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April 23, 2025
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