Lunchtime Flirting
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 13
by
Bobob1
“You made it out just in time for lunch Sammy!” Rina giggled, her bubbly and cheery disposition as contagious as always. She picked up the smallest French fry she could find, and gently placed it down onto the tray in front of you. “There you go, little cutie! I hope you enjoy it. I asked for extra salt, because I love salt on my French fries. So delicious!”
“Thanks Rina.” You jumped in before she could say anything else. You had a feeling that Rina could talk for hours without pausing to take a single break if no one cut her off. You bit into your French fry, nearly recoiling from the salty assault on your taste buds. While the French fry was certainly delicious, the salt was quite overbearing at your miniature size.
Rina didn’t seem to notice, and she kept happily chomping away on the French fries, smiling at Stacy. Stacy returned with a nervous smile of her own, the blush in her cheeks steadily growing brighter and brighter. You couldn’t help but stare at Rina’s gargantuan breasts, resting against the edge of the table just inches away from you. You didn’t even realize that that was exactly what Stacy was staring at too.
“Ooh! I need a sip of that lemonade! I’m parched. Too many French fries. Ha ha!” Rina declared, referring to the tall bottle of lemonade sitting at the center of the table, with two straws sticking out of it. However, instead of dragging the bottle closer to her, she decided to push herself off of her chair and lean over the table, bending over to sip from the bottle.
Your jaw dropped open as Rina clambered over the table to get a drink. Her perfect breasts dangled right above your head, gently shaking as the happy-go-lucky giantess shifted. You were entranced by the sight, and completely awe-struck. So was your sister.
Stacy’s teeth dug into her lip, and she let out a tiny gasp as Rina bent over the table to drink from the lemonade bottle. Rina’s breasts swayed side-to-side as she moved, her boobs almost completely spilling out of her revealing top. Stacy’s gaze was sucked into the deep canyon of Rina’s cleavage, and she was unable to tear her eyes away, no matter how hard she tried.
Rina, through some form of intuition, felt Stacy’s gaze, and glanced up at her new friend. Seeing Rina’s innocent expression, with her naïve, upturned eyes, causing Stacy to choke on the fry she was eating, and her face lit up with embarrassment. Rina cocked her head to the side in confusion, before a soft and pleasant smile spread across her face. Her plush lips curled up.
“Stacy. Were you staring at me?” Rina teased, smiling wide. Stacy’s face turned a deep crimson shade, and she fidgeted nervously in her seat, purposefully avoiding eye contact with the energetic, curvaceous girl.
Rina backed down off of the table, her grin spreading even wider across her face. However, something happened in that moment that neither Rina nor Stacy noticed. Rina’s large breasts knocked over the carton of French fries, and a mountain of fries collapsed onto you before you could so much as scream. Your tiny body was flattened instantly under one giant, salty, greasy fry.
Oblivious to what she had done, Rina walked around to the opposite side of the table, and sat down beside your sister. Stacy visibly stiffened, her entire body tensing up. Laughing cutely, Rina shifted her body right up next to Stacy, until their thighs were pressing together. Rina rested her arm around Stacy’s shoulder in a comforting manner.
“It’s okay Stacy. What are you so nervous for?” Rina inquired. Using her hand, she tilted Stacy’s head towards her. Stacy moved in an almost robotic fashion, prompting another round of infectious giggles from Rina. “You’re as red as a tomato Stacy. That’s so cute.”
“I…uh…um…I wasn’t…uh…staring. I was…” Stacy fumbled for some sort of excuse, and quite obviously failed. Her voice tapered into stunned silence as Rina placed one finger against Stacy’s lips gently and slowly.
“Shh…” Rina cooed softly. “I’ve been staring at you a bit too Stacy.” Rina smiled, before planting a quick and rather sudden kiss on Stacy’s cheek.
OH!” Stacy pulled back just a bit, caught completely off guard by Rina’s forthcoming advance. Rina was unapologetic though, and merely smiled happily. After a brief moment, Stacy returned the smile, and seemed to finally calm down.
Glancing to the side, Rina caught sight of the fallen French fry carton, mentally wondering how that had happened. Deciding it didn’t matter, she grabbed the nearest fry between two fingers, and brought it over. She held it up in front of Stacy’s face.
“Want a French fry cutie?” Rina asked, causing Stacy to blush once more. However, this time it was a gentle and loving blush, and not out of embarrassment or nervousness. Stacy, feeling uncharacteristically vulnerable, closed her eyes and opened her mouth, inviting Rina to slide the French fry in.
While all of this flirting was going on, you were in your own kind of hell. This was because, as your horrible luck would have it, you were crushed flat and stuck to the very French fry that Rina was about to feed to Stacy!
However, where are you on the French fry, and what happens next?
“Thanks Rina.” You jumped in before she could say anything else. You had a feeling that Rina could talk for hours without pausing to take a single break if no one cut her off. You bit into your French fry, nearly recoiling from the salty assault on your taste buds. While the French fry was certainly delicious, the salt was quite overbearing at your miniature size.
Rina didn’t seem to notice, and she kept happily chomping away on the French fries, smiling at Stacy. Stacy returned with a nervous smile of her own, the blush in her cheeks steadily growing brighter and brighter. You couldn’t help but stare at Rina’s gargantuan breasts, resting against the edge of the table just inches away from you. You didn’t even realize that that was exactly what Stacy was staring at too.
“Ooh! I need a sip of that lemonade! I’m parched. Too many French fries. Ha ha!” Rina declared, referring to the tall bottle of lemonade sitting at the center of the table, with two straws sticking out of it. However, instead of dragging the bottle closer to her, she decided to push herself off of her chair and lean over the table, bending over to sip from the bottle.
Your jaw dropped open as Rina clambered over the table to get a drink. Her perfect breasts dangled right above your head, gently shaking as the happy-go-lucky giantess shifted. You were entranced by the sight, and completely awe-struck. So was your sister.
Stacy’s teeth dug into her lip, and she let out a tiny gasp as Rina bent over the table to drink from the lemonade bottle. Rina’s breasts swayed side-to-side as she moved, her boobs almost completely spilling out of her revealing top. Stacy’s gaze was sucked into the deep canyon of Rina’s cleavage, and she was unable to tear her eyes away, no matter how hard she tried.
Rina, through some form of intuition, felt Stacy’s gaze, and glanced up at her new friend. Seeing Rina’s innocent expression, with her naïve, upturned eyes, causing Stacy to choke on the fry she was eating, and her face lit up with embarrassment. Rina cocked her head to the side in confusion, before a soft and pleasant smile spread across her face. Her plush lips curled up.
“Stacy. Were you staring at me?” Rina teased, smiling wide. Stacy’s face turned a deep crimson shade, and she fidgeted nervously in her seat, purposefully avoiding eye contact with the energetic, curvaceous girl.
Rina backed down off of the table, her grin spreading even wider across her face. However, something happened in that moment that neither Rina nor Stacy noticed. Rina’s large breasts knocked over the carton of French fries, and a mountain of fries collapsed onto you before you could so much as scream. Your tiny body was flattened instantly under one giant, salty, greasy fry.
Oblivious to what she had done, Rina walked around to the opposite side of the table, and sat down beside your sister. Stacy visibly stiffened, her entire body tensing up. Laughing cutely, Rina shifted her body right up next to Stacy, until their thighs were pressing together. Rina rested her arm around Stacy’s shoulder in a comforting manner.
“It’s okay Stacy. What are you so nervous for?” Rina inquired. Using her hand, she tilted Stacy’s head towards her. Stacy moved in an almost robotic fashion, prompting another round of infectious giggles from Rina. “You’re as red as a tomato Stacy. That’s so cute.”
“I…uh…um…I wasn’t…uh…staring. I was…” Stacy fumbled for some sort of excuse, and quite obviously failed. Her voice tapered into stunned silence as Rina placed one finger against Stacy’s lips gently and slowly.
“Shh…” Rina cooed softly. “I’ve been staring at you a bit too Stacy.” Rina smiled, before planting a quick and rather sudden kiss on Stacy’s cheek.
OH!” Stacy pulled back just a bit, caught completely off guard by Rina’s forthcoming advance. Rina was unapologetic though, and merely smiled happily. After a brief moment, Stacy returned the smile, and seemed to finally calm down.
Glancing to the side, Rina caught sight of the fallen French fry carton, mentally wondering how that had happened. Deciding it didn’t matter, she grabbed the nearest fry between two fingers, and brought it over. She held it up in front of Stacy’s face.
“Want a French fry cutie?” Rina asked, causing Stacy to blush once more. However, this time it was a gentle and loving blush, and not out of embarrassment or nervousness. Stacy, feeling uncharacteristically vulnerable, closed her eyes and opened her mouth, inviting Rina to slide the French fry in.
While all of this flirting was going on, you were in your own kind of hell. This was because, as your horrible luck would have it, you were crushed flat and stuck to the very French fry that Rina was about to feed to Stacy!
However, where are you on the French fry, and what happens next?
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April 23, 2025
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