Misunderstood Kindness
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 8
by
Bobob1
"...That story isn't even over yet!"
Quinn's mouth hung open as she couldn't believe this awful tale could somehow keep going. Consumed with curiosity, your giantess roommate's expression alone urged you to continue.
"You see, I actually made a sincere mistake by being a little too relaxed after the fact..."
(Flashback Continued)
After resting in your room and getting your first good night's sleep not consumed entirely by struggling to reform form under the weight of Tracy's box, that evening Norah had prepared you a nice tiny cup of ice cream as a sort of apology. Or so you had thought it was for an apology...
Knocking on your door, your aunt soon let herself in, shot glass of frozen dairy in one hand and a well sized bowl in her other. "Hey Hunter, you doing okay?" Norah spoke into the room aimlessly not having spotted you yet. You felt familiar light tremors as she made her way to your bed before promptly turning and presenting her massive ass right in front of you as she prepared to sit. Dodging your way out from under your clueless aunt, you were left panting from the sudden sprint as she plopped herself down heavily onto your mattress, the sudden weight indent causing your tiny body to fling into the air slightly and land up on your pillow.
Noticing the speck of movement, Norah actually spotted you and quickly flashed a bright grin, "Ah, there you are!" Handing you over your portion of ice cream, she plucked you up and set you down in her warm lap before she began digging into her own and you sat in comfortable silence as you enjoyed your treat.
"Wow, thanks aunt Norah. Mom hardly ever lets us have ice cream. Mostly since Tracy is always acting out though!" Norah chuckled at your unfortunate truth before responding.
"Oh it's nothing, sweetie. After all you deserve a nice little reward after working so hard all week!" To Norah your week as her sweat rag really was just like a bit of work since she usually rented out guys into similar jobs all the time. Usually not as hands on and gross but Norah figured you were family so this was a clear exception where you didn't mind getting a bit dirty.
If only you'd known this was how her mind was working you could've expressed that that somehow makes it even worse but instead you just happily took your compliment and attempted to kindly retort, "Ha, I think you unfortunately were the one working Norah. Working out that is...I was just along for the difficult ride!"
Bursting into laughter at your lackadaisical response, Norah lost herself and a globule of ice cream dropped off her spoon into her lap, right onto you. You yelped out from the freezing cold fluid washing over your body as you started to shiver. Norah actually took notice of what had happened however and put her bowl down to try and help you out.
"Oh geez, I'm awfully sorry, dear. Looks like I'm a bit clumsy this evening! Let me clean you up!" Not seeing any napkins, you expected Norah to take you to the bathroom to wash you off when she plucked you from her thigh and dangled you in front of her face. You were shaking from the cold in her grip as you saw her open her mouth. Expecting she would say something, you were distinctly mistaken as her tongue rolled out.
Pressing her tiny nephew into her soft tongue, Norah couldn't help but release a pleased sigh as she tasted the vanilla goodness. Making sure she thoroughly cleaned you up, she was relentless with her probing tongue as it lapped up the ice cream off you, Norah's soft grip being the only thing stopping you from being flung up with it deep into Norah's humid and hot mouth.
Wanting to be thorough for your sake, Norah held you by your feet and wrapped her lips around you. Pulling you through with a smack, your aunt sucked the remaining cream off you before blasting you with sweet smelling hot breath as she let loose an "Ahhhh!"
"Sorry about that, hon. Anyways, where were we?" Placing your wet and dizzy form back on her thigh, Norah simply went back to her ice cream as she hummed in thought.
"Oh that's right, your talent! Well listen, sweetie, I really appreciated your help this week. If this ice cream makes up for it then I'm more than happy to trade!" Smiling warmly down at you, you were still dizzy from your tongue bath and were trying to collect yourself.
"Uh huh, sure aunt Norah...no problem..." You managed to get out before regaining your composure and setting your focus back on your ice cream.
A half hour later and after a pleasant and decently normal chat, Norah placed you down on your pillow and gave you a quick kiss goodnight. "Thanks again, Hunter. It makes me all fuzzy inside knowing I have such a kind and accommodating nephew!" You blushed dark red as you accepted your praise. You weren't sure why she chose the word accommodating but it was a compliment nonetheless.
Leaving you to sleep, you got your first good night's sleep in a week...
The following morning you awoke as actual light streamed it's way through your window. This was far more preferable than the first light you get being from Norah taking off your weighted box and grabbing you up to "assist" her. Hoping down from your bed, you stretched your arms out and pondered that it's a beautiful new day with infinite possibilities. So long as you could avoid Norah's carefree body and Tracy's nonstop tricks. Hearing your stomach growl, you knew it was time to head for breakfast.
Making the trek through your homes vast hallway, you soon felt an all too familiar booming coming from right behind you. Looking up right at the last second, you saw the all too familiar malicious face of your sister right before her socked foot blocked it out. You spent an extra long second beneath her musty and honestly somewhat damp foot before she left you behind a flattened sticker on the floor. "Watch where you're going, bro!" Tracy mocked as she stuck her tongue out and skipped her way to the kitchen.
Fuming with anger but more focused on reforming, you struggled against your flattened body as best as you could. Right as you were making some decent progress though, you unfortunately heard the skin-crawling familiar sound of sweat-slicked feet smacking against hardwood. You strained your eyes to see the blurry yet distinct shape of your aunt's curvy form walking right towards you.
"Wait! Norah!" You shouted right as her sole compressed down on you. Looking left and right quizzically, Norah could've sworn someone had called out for her. Shrugging, Norah took another step only to feel your most intense screams as a light tickle on the bottom of her foot. Turning her foot over, you were shocked to see not an apologetic, sheepish expression. But rather one of excitement painted onto Norah's face!
"Ahhh, good morning Hunter! You're up bright and early for yoga as expected!" Peeling you free from her foot, Norah looked down at your mildly flattened body with discontent. "Not the best job on getting in shape though, I guess I can help with that!" Getting to work with a few harsh stretches, Norah easily had returned you into a flat rectangle.
"There you go, good as new and ready for action!" Norah was beaming as she let you hang in her grip as she walked on towards your home's empty room, which was quickly becoming Norah's makeshift yoga studio.
Passing by Tracy at the dining table munching on her cereal, even Tracy raised an eyebrow at you and couldn't help but call out, "Uhhh, whatcha got there aunt Norah?"
Holding you up confused, Norah simply stated matter-of-factly, "My specialty rag, Hunter of course. You didn't ask this at all the past few days but now you're curious? You can be so silly, Tracy!" Tracy's jaw fell open as she saw Norah shake her head disapprovingly at her before turning on her heel and heading with you straight into her sweltering studio of doom.
Swinging you around her neck as usual, Norah headed straight for the room's heater and flipped it on. As it whirred to life you were struggling to reform your mouth to ask what the hell was happening. In response to your thoughts somehow, Norah broke the silence actually speaking to you.
"I have to respect your initiative Hunter, being all flat and waiting for me right outside my bedroom like that. But still, five days in exchange for one tiny shot glass of ice cream? You must weirdly love ice cream to do that!" You struggled to pop open your flattened mouth as hard as you could but only managed to get out a few muffled moans. Noticing this against her neck, Norah took you in her hands and looked at you puzzled, "Or you just love being useful for your sweet aunt? I get that I guess..."
As the room heated up, Norah jumped right into her routine with assistant in tow. You couldn't believe you were somehow in this same situation. You had to find some kind of way to set this straight before Norah made use of you for another grueling five whole days! As sweat began to rain free down Norah's neck onto your exposed form, you cried out for mercy from your oblivious aunt as she lunged through pose after pose.
Feeling your restrained mumbles against her, your aunt retrieved you from her neck only to dunk you into her chest as your first exercise of the day. Swabbing thoroughly, your aunt retrieved you only to jokingly but sternly set you straight. "Now Hunter I need you to respect my practice. That means no talking," she said as she spotted your face and scrubbed it away with her thumb. "And also no buzzing," as she said that she laid you flat on her yoga mat and cast a heart shaped shadow over you. You watched the sky fall as her titanic rear end squashed you under the otherworldly weight of her ass. Rubbing back and forth firmly, Norah had cemented away your ability to speak out against her now.
Quinn's mouth hung open as she couldn't believe this awful tale could somehow keep going. Consumed with curiosity, your giantess roommate's expression alone urged you to continue.
"You see, I actually made a sincere mistake by being a little too relaxed after the fact..."
(Flashback Continued)
After resting in your room and getting your first good night's sleep not consumed entirely by struggling to reform form under the weight of Tracy's box, that evening Norah had prepared you a nice tiny cup of ice cream as a sort of apology. Or so you had thought it was for an apology...
Knocking on your door, your aunt soon let herself in, shot glass of frozen dairy in one hand and a well sized bowl in her other. "Hey Hunter, you doing okay?" Norah spoke into the room aimlessly not having spotted you yet. You felt familiar light tremors as she made her way to your bed before promptly turning and presenting her massive ass right in front of you as she prepared to sit. Dodging your way out from under your clueless aunt, you were left panting from the sudden sprint as she plopped herself down heavily onto your mattress, the sudden weight indent causing your tiny body to fling into the air slightly and land up on your pillow.
Noticing the speck of movement, Norah actually spotted you and quickly flashed a bright grin, "Ah, there you are!" Handing you over your portion of ice cream, she plucked you up and set you down in her warm lap before she began digging into her own and you sat in comfortable silence as you enjoyed your treat.
"Wow, thanks aunt Norah. Mom hardly ever lets us have ice cream. Mostly since Tracy is always acting out though!" Norah chuckled at your unfortunate truth before responding.
"Oh it's nothing, sweetie. After all you deserve a nice little reward after working so hard all week!" To Norah your week as her sweat rag really was just like a bit of work since she usually rented out guys into similar jobs all the time. Usually not as hands on and gross but Norah figured you were family so this was a clear exception where you didn't mind getting a bit dirty.
If only you'd known this was how her mind was working you could've expressed that that somehow makes it even worse but instead you just happily took your compliment and attempted to kindly retort, "Ha, I think you unfortunately were the one working Norah. Working out that is...I was just along for the difficult ride!"
Bursting into laughter at your lackadaisical response, Norah lost herself and a globule of ice cream dropped off her spoon into her lap, right onto you. You yelped out from the freezing cold fluid washing over your body as you started to shiver. Norah actually took notice of what had happened however and put her bowl down to try and help you out.
"Oh geez, I'm awfully sorry, dear. Looks like I'm a bit clumsy this evening! Let me clean you up!" Not seeing any napkins, you expected Norah to take you to the bathroom to wash you off when she plucked you from her thigh and dangled you in front of her face. You were shaking from the cold in her grip as you saw her open her mouth. Expecting she would say something, you were distinctly mistaken as her tongue rolled out.
Pressing her tiny nephew into her soft tongue, Norah couldn't help but release a pleased sigh as she tasted the vanilla goodness. Making sure she thoroughly cleaned you up, she was relentless with her probing tongue as it lapped up the ice cream off you, Norah's soft grip being the only thing stopping you from being flung up with it deep into Norah's humid and hot mouth.
Wanting to be thorough for your sake, Norah held you by your feet and wrapped her lips around you. Pulling you through with a smack, your aunt sucked the remaining cream off you before blasting you with sweet smelling hot breath as she let loose an "Ahhhh!"
"Sorry about that, hon. Anyways, where were we?" Placing your wet and dizzy form back on her thigh, Norah simply went back to her ice cream as she hummed in thought.
"Oh that's right, your talent! Well listen, sweetie, I really appreciated your help this week. If this ice cream makes up for it then I'm more than happy to trade!" Smiling warmly down at you, you were still dizzy from your tongue bath and were trying to collect yourself.
"Uh huh, sure aunt Norah...no problem..." You managed to get out before regaining your composure and setting your focus back on your ice cream.
A half hour later and after a pleasant and decently normal chat, Norah placed you down on your pillow and gave you a quick kiss goodnight. "Thanks again, Hunter. It makes me all fuzzy inside knowing I have such a kind and accommodating nephew!" You blushed dark red as you accepted your praise. You weren't sure why she chose the word accommodating but it was a compliment nonetheless.
Leaving you to sleep, you got your first good night's sleep in a week...
The following morning you awoke as actual light streamed it's way through your window. This was far more preferable than the first light you get being from Norah taking off your weighted box and grabbing you up to "assist" her. Hoping down from your bed, you stretched your arms out and pondered that it's a beautiful new day with infinite possibilities. So long as you could avoid Norah's carefree body and Tracy's nonstop tricks. Hearing your stomach growl, you knew it was time to head for breakfast.
Making the trek through your homes vast hallway, you soon felt an all too familiar booming coming from right behind you. Looking up right at the last second, you saw the all too familiar malicious face of your sister right before her socked foot blocked it out. You spent an extra long second beneath her musty and honestly somewhat damp foot before she left you behind a flattened sticker on the floor. "Watch where you're going, bro!" Tracy mocked as she stuck her tongue out and skipped her way to the kitchen.
Fuming with anger but more focused on reforming, you struggled against your flattened body as best as you could. Right as you were making some decent progress though, you unfortunately heard the skin-crawling familiar sound of sweat-slicked feet smacking against hardwood. You strained your eyes to see the blurry yet distinct shape of your aunt's curvy form walking right towards you.
"Wait! Norah!" You shouted right as her sole compressed down on you. Looking left and right quizzically, Norah could've sworn someone had called out for her. Shrugging, Norah took another step only to feel your most intense screams as a light tickle on the bottom of her foot. Turning her foot over, you were shocked to see not an apologetic, sheepish expression. But rather one of excitement painted onto Norah's face!
"Ahhh, good morning Hunter! You're up bright and early for yoga as expected!" Peeling you free from her foot, Norah looked down at your mildly flattened body with discontent. "Not the best job on getting in shape though, I guess I can help with that!" Getting to work with a few harsh stretches, Norah easily had returned you into a flat rectangle.
"There you go, good as new and ready for action!" Norah was beaming as she let you hang in her grip as she walked on towards your home's empty room, which was quickly becoming Norah's makeshift yoga studio.
Passing by Tracy at the dining table munching on her cereal, even Tracy raised an eyebrow at you and couldn't help but call out, "Uhhh, whatcha got there aunt Norah?"
Holding you up confused, Norah simply stated matter-of-factly, "My specialty rag, Hunter of course. You didn't ask this at all the past few days but now you're curious? You can be so silly, Tracy!" Tracy's jaw fell open as she saw Norah shake her head disapprovingly at her before turning on her heel and heading with you straight into her sweltering studio of doom.
Swinging you around her neck as usual, Norah headed straight for the room's heater and flipped it on. As it whirred to life you were struggling to reform your mouth to ask what the hell was happening. In response to your thoughts somehow, Norah broke the silence actually speaking to you.
"I have to respect your initiative Hunter, being all flat and waiting for me right outside my bedroom like that. But still, five days in exchange for one tiny shot glass of ice cream? You must weirdly love ice cream to do that!" You struggled to pop open your flattened mouth as hard as you could but only managed to get out a few muffled moans. Noticing this against her neck, Norah took you in her hands and looked at you puzzled, "Or you just love being useful for your sweet aunt? I get that I guess..."
As the room heated up, Norah jumped right into her routine with assistant in tow. You couldn't believe you were somehow in this same situation. You had to find some kind of way to set this straight before Norah made use of you for another grueling five whole days! As sweat began to rain free down Norah's neck onto your exposed form, you cried out for mercy from your oblivious aunt as she lunged through pose after pose.
Feeling your restrained mumbles against her, your aunt retrieved you from her neck only to dunk you into her chest as your first exercise of the day. Swabbing thoroughly, your aunt retrieved you only to jokingly but sternly set you straight. "Now Hunter I need you to respect my practice. That means no talking," she said as she spotted your face and scrubbed it away with her thumb. "And also no buzzing," as she said that she laid you flat on her yoga mat and cast a heart shaped shadow over you. You watched the sky fall as her titanic rear end squashed you under the otherworldly weight of her ass. Rubbing back and forth firmly, Norah had cemented away your ability to speak out against her now.
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