Norah's Souvenier
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 10
by
Bobob1
(Originally written by lilmoni)
Norah held you up in front of her face. She had her head cocked slightly to the side and you saw a haze stirring in her eyes as she curiously stared at you. Why was she looking at you like this? If she was heading home it was time for you to be free from this duty as a living sweat rag. Or at the very least she could leave you in the washer, tucked in a drawer, or hell you'd even be fine with her giving you to Tracy; anything was better than having her not recognize you and somehow end up extending this torture. Thankfully she seemed to have a moment of clarity as her expression lit up and she looked at you fondly.
"Ahhhh, and how could I forget you?" Norah chuckled to herself, you weren't sure if she was laughing at how she had totally forgotten you a moment ago or if she was just laughing because her own nephew was a towel in the palm of her hand. Unfortunately Norah's next words revealed it was neither: "I don't know how I'd do yoga without it! Such an absorbent little thing...". It? A thing?! Sure it had been two whole weeks but it was Norah's job to be looking after the two of you while she was here! All she had done was put you in more trouble!
Laying you down amongst her clothes, Norah was pressing down on you and all her belongings trying to get the bag to zip shut. You heard her begin cursing under her breath as her palm smooshed you down into a pair of her underwear. "Stupid thing...everything fit in here on my way over...what gives?!" Just at that moment, Tracy walked by Norah's guest room and saw her struggling.
"Sup, Aunt Norah?" Tracy asked as innocently as ever. Wearing a frilly skirt she truly was as cute as could be, a true angel in the eyes of your aunt.
Norah wiped a droplet of sweat from her forehead, "I can't close this dang suitcase! I hardly had any trouble getting it closed at home!" Norah gave it another annoyed push before plopping down on the bed next to it.
Tracy was taping her chin curiously, then she saw your tan form squished and laying amongst a loose sock and a pile of underwear. A vibrant mischievous grin stretched across her supposedly innocent face. As you saw her approach you, you prayed that just this one time she'd show you a little mercy. Instead she did a twirl that lifted her skirt from the gust of wind and fell backwards. You saw nothing but a pair of pink and white striped panties painted on your sister's butt before it splatted down onto you. She huffed while hopping up and down for a moment, knocking the wind clear out of you. Norah was merely giggling watching the small girl make little progress. "Now there's an idea, but let me show you how it's done!" you heard Norah boom out and your eyes shot open in fear.
Norah got up from the bed and let Tracy hop down before presenting her gigantic butt to you. It was wobbling and shaking menacingly even within the confines of Norah's tight leggings as Norah teased it against the suitcase a few times in preparation of something. "Here goes nothing!" She called before jumping and falling onto you. Not only was Norah far, far heavier than Tracy, she also had yet to shower or even change since that final yoga session this evening. So when Norah was grabbing the suitcase on each side and pulling herself into it with a determined rub down, you felt the life being squeezed from your body and were forced to endure the toxic taste and smell too. With a little help from Tracy, Norah's butt bomb had truly sealed the deal in trapping you in her suitcase.
Tracy took one last look at you in the shape of Norah's ass print before taking a gamble and pointing at you. "Taking mom's special towel home, are ya?"
Norah smacked her forehead, "Oh THAT'S where I got it! Oh, no. You don't think she'll miss it do you, dear?"
Tracy pondered how much her mom would investigate your disappearance, and answered Norah's question with complete honesty, "Probably, but it'll be our secret, kay?"
Norah pinched Tracy's cheek lightly and said "You're such a sweetheart, you know that. Thank goodness too, I really didn't want to part with this little rag. Nothing like it has been able to keep up with my yoga, it's like it was made for me!"
You felt the strong pressure from the suitcase but it wasn't anything you couldn't handle. You sighed a breath of relief to be free from Norah's ass for a moment before you remembered where you were and why you were there. You were headed to Norah's house. And she had no idea.
This prompted a new round of struggling and fighting but Norah and Tracy didn't notice a thing as Tracy carried you out to Norah's car. Tossing you into her trunk and brushing her hands from a job well done, Norah gave Tracy a huge hug and kiss before heading towards her car door. "Oh wait a second, where the heck is Hunter? I feel just awful leaving without giving him a goodbye kiss!"
Tracy bit her lip nervously, this was exactly what she was afraid of. Luckily she was ready, "I'm pretty sure he's been away at a friend's or something. Such a shame he's not here to see you off, he loves your kisses!" Tracy couldn't help but snicker recalling your detailed description of how overpowering and nauseating an Aunt Norah kiss was and how you avoided them at all costs.
"Awww that's a shame, I felt like he was right with us these past few weeks but I suppose looking back I can't really place how." Norah's face clouded for a moment before she cheered up, "Oh well! I'll just give him double kisses next time I see him! Love ya!"
If you could have heard a fraction of that conversation you would have cried out. But all you felt was the vibration of the car as it roared to life and Norah pulled out of your driveway. Tracy waved her car goodbye before breaking into a gut-busting laughing spree. You let loose a blood-curdling scream as every second of Norah's foot on the gas was another bit you were further from your home. From the place people knew who you were. Where people actually looked out for you, checking where they step and sit. Norah had none of these attributes. This could be a long trip from home.
After three quiet hours in the trunk of Norah's car, you felt the engine shut off and a moment later you were hoisted up in her arms. Getting into her home, Norah deposited her suitcase lazily at the foot of her bed before leaving it there to get a midnight snack. She truly left a little too late and after a long drive her stomach was growling. "Hmmmmmm...want something...sweet!" Norah mused as she popped open her freezer. Spotting exactly what her stomach was calling for, Norah got a bowl and took a big scoop out.
As the sweet and creamy flavors of the vanilla ice cream danced on her tongue, Norah felt some kind of tickle in the back of her mind. Was she forgetting something? As she took another large glob into her mouth, the tiny form of her nephew popped into her mind. She gushed, sweet ice cream and thoughts of such a sweet and helpful little guy swimming in her head. A hot wave of passion rose up her body as a ridiculous thought rolled through her mind...if only Hunter could come stay with her for some time. Sure her place was smaller than yours, but did it really matter to him? (Of course it did since it increased your chance of run-ins with clueless Norah). Licking the last drops from her bowl with her pointer finger, she sucked off the last of the sweet cream with a final thought that she'd propose the idea to your mom next time she was asked to babysit.
Washing her bowl and putting it away, Norah clicked her tongue savoring the aftertaste and having funny afterthoughts of her last idea. Suddenly Norah's heart beat accelerated at the thought of Hunter joining her for one of her yoga sessions. She bet you'd be so ridiculously accommodating you might even volunteer to wipe the sweat off her. To act as a...sweat...rag...
Norah raced up the stairs. It couldn't really be true, right? Tracy said he had been at a friend's house. But the pieces seemed to fit, the ice cream, the yoga, her thoughts of you. Prying open her suitcase she was feeling a turbulent mix of emotions. She wanted to see her favorite tiny nephew but also was worried he'd be upset if he truly had been her towel all that time. A tiny part of her was actually hoping she didn't have to make that grueling drive back to her sisters house too.
Light shone on you and Norah practically ripped her suitcase open. "Hunter?! Are you in here?!" You saw her face painted with a kind of anxious smile that made you wonder just what she was thinking...
Norah held you up in front of her face. She had her head cocked slightly to the side and you saw a haze stirring in her eyes as she curiously stared at you. Why was she looking at you like this? If she was heading home it was time for you to be free from this duty as a living sweat rag. Or at the very least she could leave you in the washer, tucked in a drawer, or hell you'd even be fine with her giving you to Tracy; anything was better than having her not recognize you and somehow end up extending this torture. Thankfully she seemed to have a moment of clarity as her expression lit up and she looked at you fondly.
"Ahhhh, and how could I forget you?" Norah chuckled to herself, you weren't sure if she was laughing at how she had totally forgotten you a moment ago or if she was just laughing because her own nephew was a towel in the palm of her hand. Unfortunately Norah's next words revealed it was neither: "I don't know how I'd do yoga without it! Such an absorbent little thing...". It? A thing?! Sure it had been two whole weeks but it was Norah's job to be looking after the two of you while she was here! All she had done was put you in more trouble!
Laying you down amongst her clothes, Norah was pressing down on you and all her belongings trying to get the bag to zip shut. You heard her begin cursing under her breath as her palm smooshed you down into a pair of her underwear. "Stupid thing...everything fit in here on my way over...what gives?!" Just at that moment, Tracy walked by Norah's guest room and saw her struggling.
"Sup, Aunt Norah?" Tracy asked as innocently as ever. Wearing a frilly skirt she truly was as cute as could be, a true angel in the eyes of your aunt.
Norah wiped a droplet of sweat from her forehead, "I can't close this dang suitcase! I hardly had any trouble getting it closed at home!" Norah gave it another annoyed push before plopping down on the bed next to it.
Tracy was taping her chin curiously, then she saw your tan form squished and laying amongst a loose sock and a pile of underwear. A vibrant mischievous grin stretched across her supposedly innocent face. As you saw her approach you, you prayed that just this one time she'd show you a little mercy. Instead she did a twirl that lifted her skirt from the gust of wind and fell backwards. You saw nothing but a pair of pink and white striped panties painted on your sister's butt before it splatted down onto you. She huffed while hopping up and down for a moment, knocking the wind clear out of you. Norah was merely giggling watching the small girl make little progress. "Now there's an idea, but let me show you how it's done!" you heard Norah boom out and your eyes shot open in fear.
Norah got up from the bed and let Tracy hop down before presenting her gigantic butt to you. It was wobbling and shaking menacingly even within the confines of Norah's tight leggings as Norah teased it against the suitcase a few times in preparation of something. "Here goes nothing!" She called before jumping and falling onto you. Not only was Norah far, far heavier than Tracy, she also had yet to shower or even change since that final yoga session this evening. So when Norah was grabbing the suitcase on each side and pulling herself into it with a determined rub down, you felt the life being squeezed from your body and were forced to endure the toxic taste and smell too. With a little help from Tracy, Norah's butt bomb had truly sealed the deal in trapping you in her suitcase.
Tracy took one last look at you in the shape of Norah's ass print before taking a gamble and pointing at you. "Taking mom's special towel home, are ya?"
Norah smacked her forehead, "Oh THAT'S where I got it! Oh, no. You don't think she'll miss it do you, dear?"
Tracy pondered how much her mom would investigate your disappearance, and answered Norah's question with complete honesty, "Probably, but it'll be our secret, kay?"
Norah pinched Tracy's cheek lightly and said "You're such a sweetheart, you know that. Thank goodness too, I really didn't want to part with this little rag. Nothing like it has been able to keep up with my yoga, it's like it was made for me!"
You felt the strong pressure from the suitcase but it wasn't anything you couldn't handle. You sighed a breath of relief to be free from Norah's ass for a moment before you remembered where you were and why you were there. You were headed to Norah's house. And she had no idea.
This prompted a new round of struggling and fighting but Norah and Tracy didn't notice a thing as Tracy carried you out to Norah's car. Tossing you into her trunk and brushing her hands from a job well done, Norah gave Tracy a huge hug and kiss before heading towards her car door. "Oh wait a second, where the heck is Hunter? I feel just awful leaving without giving him a goodbye kiss!"
Tracy bit her lip nervously, this was exactly what she was afraid of. Luckily she was ready, "I'm pretty sure he's been away at a friend's or something. Such a shame he's not here to see you off, he loves your kisses!" Tracy couldn't help but snicker recalling your detailed description of how overpowering and nauseating an Aunt Norah kiss was and how you avoided them at all costs.
"Awww that's a shame, I felt like he was right with us these past few weeks but I suppose looking back I can't really place how." Norah's face clouded for a moment before she cheered up, "Oh well! I'll just give him double kisses next time I see him! Love ya!"
If you could have heard a fraction of that conversation you would have cried out. But all you felt was the vibration of the car as it roared to life and Norah pulled out of your driveway. Tracy waved her car goodbye before breaking into a gut-busting laughing spree. You let loose a blood-curdling scream as every second of Norah's foot on the gas was another bit you were further from your home. From the place people knew who you were. Where people actually looked out for you, checking where they step and sit. Norah had none of these attributes. This could be a long trip from home.
After three quiet hours in the trunk of Norah's car, you felt the engine shut off and a moment later you were hoisted up in her arms. Getting into her home, Norah deposited her suitcase lazily at the foot of her bed before leaving it there to get a midnight snack. She truly left a little too late and after a long drive her stomach was growling. "Hmmmmmm...want something...sweet!" Norah mused as she popped open her freezer. Spotting exactly what her stomach was calling for, Norah got a bowl and took a big scoop out.
As the sweet and creamy flavors of the vanilla ice cream danced on her tongue, Norah felt some kind of tickle in the back of her mind. Was she forgetting something? As she took another large glob into her mouth, the tiny form of her nephew popped into her mind. She gushed, sweet ice cream and thoughts of such a sweet and helpful little guy swimming in her head. A hot wave of passion rose up her body as a ridiculous thought rolled through her mind...if only Hunter could come stay with her for some time. Sure her place was smaller than yours, but did it really matter to him? (Of course it did since it increased your chance of run-ins with clueless Norah). Licking the last drops from her bowl with her pointer finger, she sucked off the last of the sweet cream with a final thought that she'd propose the idea to your mom next time she was asked to babysit.
Washing her bowl and putting it away, Norah clicked her tongue savoring the aftertaste and having funny afterthoughts of her last idea. Suddenly Norah's heart beat accelerated at the thought of Hunter joining her for one of her yoga sessions. She bet you'd be so ridiculously accommodating you might even volunteer to wipe the sweat off her. To act as a...sweat...rag...
Norah raced up the stairs. It couldn't really be true, right? Tracy said he had been at a friend's house. But the pieces seemed to fit, the ice cream, the yoga, her thoughts of you. Prying open her suitcase she was feeling a turbulent mix of emotions. She wanted to see her favorite tiny nephew but also was worried he'd be upset if he truly had been her towel all that time. A tiny part of her was actually hoping she didn't have to make that grueling drive back to her sisters house too.
Light shone on you and Norah practically ripped her suitcase open. "Hunter?! Are you in here?!" You saw her face painted with a kind of anxious smile that made you wonder just what she was thinking...
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