Backstage Tour
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 4
by
Bobob1
“I think I might tag along with mom and see one of the shows.” You explained, looking at Stacy. It wasn’t hard to notice the brief flash of sadness that crossed her face, but it only lasted for a second.
“That’s cool. I’ll have to take you on the really fun ones later today then.” Stacy smiled.
“I look forward to it.” You replied. Stacy gently dropped you into your mother’s waiting palm. Then, with a friendly wave, Stacy turned around and headed off, disappearing into the huge crowd of park goers.
“Thanks for spending some time with me Sammy!” Your mother grinned down at you. “There’s a show in an indoor theater not far from here. I think it’s about a brave knight rescuing a princess from an evil sorcerer.”
“Sounds fun.” You nodded. Inwardly, you couldn’t help but groan slightly. The plot of the show seemed like the most generic and cliched storyline you’d ever heard. But, this was a family-oriented theme park after all. They had to appeal to attendees of all ages. And furthermore, you would probably still manage to have a little bit of fun.
Shannon lifted up her palm, raising you into the air. The sudden movement caught you by surprise, but not as much as feeling her hand tilt beneath you. Suddenly, her soft flesh was sloping down, creating a one-way slide straight into her cleavage. Her massive breasts were on display for the whole world to see in a very tight, very low-cut blouse, and you felt you might vanish forever if you were dropped into the canyon of her cleavage.
“MOM! WAIT!” You cried, causing Shannon to stop and look at you quizzically.
“What’s wrong Sammy?” She asked, innocently.
“Can I…not by carried between your boobs?” You awkwardly asked, blushing just a bit. Shannon’s frown deepened.
“But I always carry you in my cleavage. It helps to keep you safe, warm, and cozy!” Shannon giggled. You sighed at her naïve, childlike nature.
“Yeah…but it’s super awkward. Can’t I…sit on your shoulder or something?”
“Oh fine. Just hang on tight!” Shannon finally caved in, letting you rest on her right shoulder. You grabbed a few strands of hair and held on tight. You gave your mom the “go ahead”, and she began walking off in the direction of the theater, heading deeper into the park.
Riding on your mother’s shoulder was certainly a bumpy and mildly uncomfortable ride, as you were constantly jostled up and down. Your arms also began to ache something awful, as it took all of your upper body strength just to hold onto the few strands of hair you had grabbed. A fall from this height would leave you nothing more than a smear on the pavement, and Shannon would most likely not even realize it.
Finally, your mother passed by the entrance to the theater where the show was going to be put on. It started in fifteen minutes, but Shannon didn’t have any problem with being early. However, right before she was about to enter the theater, a girl ran up to her with the biggest look of awe on her face.
“Shannon Reynolds? The supermodel?” The girl cried, her voice filled with awe. She was practically bouncing up and down standing in front of your mother. From your perch on your mother’s shoulder, you were able to get a good look at the girl.
She appeared to be about twenty years old, with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. She had a more subdued body compared to the women you often found yourself around, but she was still irresistibly attractive in her own way. She was dressed in a form-fitting and elaborate dress that looked like it came right out of the renaissance.
“Yes? That’s me.” Your mother beamed, happy to be recognized in public. The girl nearly fainted, letting out a cute shriek of pure joy.
“I’m such a huge fan! I love your work! God, you’re gorgeous!” The girl talked at a mile a minute. “My name is Penelope, but my friend’s call me Penny! I want to be as famous as you one day!”
“That’s very kind of you Penny.”
“Hey! Why don’t I give you a quick little peek backstage? The show doesn’t start for another fifteen minutes.”
“I’d love that!” Your mother replied, and she quickly found herself being led into the theater through the back entrance, with Penny narrating every single little thing as they went.
“So, yeah…I’m in this show too!” Penny explained. “I play the role of the princess, and it’s super fun! I love it! Though…you probably already guessed that from my dress. Ha ha! Silly me.” She giggled, nearly dragging your mother at this point. It was getting increasingly difficult for you to hold on, as your arms were becoming exceptionally weak.
Penny’s tour stopped in front of the open door to the women’s dressing room. Inside, two twenty-somethings were in the middle of changing into their costumes for the performance.
One girl was tall, with a toned, athlete’s body. Her long hair was the color of deep crimson. She was dressed in a full suit of light weight armor and was reaching for her iron boots. The other girl was eye-catchingly curvy (close to being on par with even Shannon!), with long purple hair and fair skin. She was almost finished putting on a gorgeous and provocative black dress that zipped up the back. She was having trouble pulling the zipper up and over her rather large ass.
“The sexy redhead is Gwen.” Penny explained, winking at the redhaired girl. “She plays the knight who saves me and marries me at the end of show. It helps that we’re dating in real life too!” Penny laughed. “And the gal with the killer body and the purple hair is Morgan. She’s the evil witch.” Morgan visible blushed at Penny’s compliment.
Shannon turned towards Penny, presenting her back to the dressing room. “This has been quite the tour. Thank you for this!”
“Are you kidding me? Of course! This has been a dream come true for me!” Penny smiled from ear-to-ear. “I hope you enjoy the show! Meanwhile, I really need to put my makeup on! We start in about five minutes!”
It was at that moment that disaster struck. You loosened your grip on the strands of your mother’s hair, wanting to give your burned out arms a rest. However, your mother chose that time to flick some loose strands of hair behind her head, as they had been tickling her ear. In the blink of an eye, your body was whipped backwards at the speed of a racing bullet. Unprepared, your tiny body went sailing away from your mother, and into the dressing room.
Shannon, who didn’t have the slightest clue what she had just done to her tiny son, bid Penny farewell and walked towards the exit, eager to grab a good seat and enjoy the show. Penny stepped into the dressing room, closing the door behind her. Not a single one of the three attractive giantesses had the slightest clue a miniature, frightened tiny guy was currently in their midst.
Meanwhile, your flight through the air was about to come to an end, but you realized with horror where your landing was going to be. You screamed, but your minute cries fell on deaf ears.
“That’s cool. I’ll have to take you on the really fun ones later today then.” Stacy smiled.
“I look forward to it.” You replied. Stacy gently dropped you into your mother’s waiting palm. Then, with a friendly wave, Stacy turned around and headed off, disappearing into the huge crowd of park goers.
“Thanks for spending some time with me Sammy!” Your mother grinned down at you. “There’s a show in an indoor theater not far from here. I think it’s about a brave knight rescuing a princess from an evil sorcerer.”
“Sounds fun.” You nodded. Inwardly, you couldn’t help but groan slightly. The plot of the show seemed like the most generic and cliched storyline you’d ever heard. But, this was a family-oriented theme park after all. They had to appeal to attendees of all ages. And furthermore, you would probably still manage to have a little bit of fun.
Shannon lifted up her palm, raising you into the air. The sudden movement caught you by surprise, but not as much as feeling her hand tilt beneath you. Suddenly, her soft flesh was sloping down, creating a one-way slide straight into her cleavage. Her massive breasts were on display for the whole world to see in a very tight, very low-cut blouse, and you felt you might vanish forever if you were dropped into the canyon of her cleavage.
“MOM! WAIT!” You cried, causing Shannon to stop and look at you quizzically.
“What’s wrong Sammy?” She asked, innocently.
“Can I…not by carried between your boobs?” You awkwardly asked, blushing just a bit. Shannon’s frown deepened.
“But I always carry you in my cleavage. It helps to keep you safe, warm, and cozy!” Shannon giggled. You sighed at her naïve, childlike nature.
“Yeah…but it’s super awkward. Can’t I…sit on your shoulder or something?”
“Oh fine. Just hang on tight!” Shannon finally caved in, letting you rest on her right shoulder. You grabbed a few strands of hair and held on tight. You gave your mom the “go ahead”, and she began walking off in the direction of the theater, heading deeper into the park.
Riding on your mother’s shoulder was certainly a bumpy and mildly uncomfortable ride, as you were constantly jostled up and down. Your arms also began to ache something awful, as it took all of your upper body strength just to hold onto the few strands of hair you had grabbed. A fall from this height would leave you nothing more than a smear on the pavement, and Shannon would most likely not even realize it.
Finally, your mother passed by the entrance to the theater where the show was going to be put on. It started in fifteen minutes, but Shannon didn’t have any problem with being early. However, right before she was about to enter the theater, a girl ran up to her with the biggest look of awe on her face.
“Shannon Reynolds? The supermodel?” The girl cried, her voice filled with awe. She was practically bouncing up and down standing in front of your mother. From your perch on your mother’s shoulder, you were able to get a good look at the girl.
She appeared to be about twenty years old, with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. She had a more subdued body compared to the women you often found yourself around, but she was still irresistibly attractive in her own way. She was dressed in a form-fitting and elaborate dress that looked like it came right out of the renaissance.
“Yes? That’s me.” Your mother beamed, happy to be recognized in public. The girl nearly fainted, letting out a cute shriek of pure joy.
“I’m such a huge fan! I love your work! God, you’re gorgeous!” The girl talked at a mile a minute. “My name is Penelope, but my friend’s call me Penny! I want to be as famous as you one day!”
“That’s very kind of you Penny.”
“Hey! Why don’t I give you a quick little peek backstage? The show doesn’t start for another fifteen minutes.”
“I’d love that!” Your mother replied, and she quickly found herself being led into the theater through the back entrance, with Penny narrating every single little thing as they went.
“So, yeah…I’m in this show too!” Penny explained. “I play the role of the princess, and it’s super fun! I love it! Though…you probably already guessed that from my dress. Ha ha! Silly me.” She giggled, nearly dragging your mother at this point. It was getting increasingly difficult for you to hold on, as your arms were becoming exceptionally weak.
Penny’s tour stopped in front of the open door to the women’s dressing room. Inside, two twenty-somethings were in the middle of changing into their costumes for the performance.
One girl was tall, with a toned, athlete’s body. Her long hair was the color of deep crimson. She was dressed in a full suit of light weight armor and was reaching for her iron boots. The other girl was eye-catchingly curvy (close to being on par with even Shannon!), with long purple hair and fair skin. She was almost finished putting on a gorgeous and provocative black dress that zipped up the back. She was having trouble pulling the zipper up and over her rather large ass.
“The sexy redhead is Gwen.” Penny explained, winking at the redhaired girl. “She plays the knight who saves me and marries me at the end of show. It helps that we’re dating in real life too!” Penny laughed. “And the gal with the killer body and the purple hair is Morgan. She’s the evil witch.” Morgan visible blushed at Penny’s compliment.
Shannon turned towards Penny, presenting her back to the dressing room. “This has been quite the tour. Thank you for this!”
“Are you kidding me? Of course! This has been a dream come true for me!” Penny smiled from ear-to-ear. “I hope you enjoy the show! Meanwhile, I really need to put my makeup on! We start in about five minutes!”
It was at that moment that disaster struck. You loosened your grip on the strands of your mother’s hair, wanting to give your burned out arms a rest. However, your mother chose that time to flick some loose strands of hair behind her head, as they had been tickling her ear. In the blink of an eye, your body was whipped backwards at the speed of a racing bullet. Unprepared, your tiny body went sailing away from your mother, and into the dressing room.
Shannon, who didn’t have the slightest clue what she had just done to her tiny son, bid Penny farewell and walked towards the exit, eager to grab a good seat and enjoy the show. Penny stepped into the dressing room, closing the door behind her. Not a single one of the three attractive giantesses had the slightest clue a miniature, frightened tiny guy was currently in their midst.
Meanwhile, your flight through the air was about to come to an end, but you realized with horror where your landing was going to be. You screamed, but your minute cries fell on deaf ears.
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April 23, 2025
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