Different House, Same Story
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 6
by
Bobob1
As you sat on these strangers' couch, your body squashed firmly into an unrecognizable tan blob, you felt truly nervous for the first time in a while. Every time your mother or sister squashed you, basically daily, you could almost always count on them finding you or at the very least giving you time to reform. But here in this random girl's home you had no idea what to expect. Perhaps these women might be cruel, sadistic people who would keep you as some sort of pet, or perhaps they would take such a liking to you that they would never let you get home. Worse still was the fact that if you did manage to escape this house then you had no clue how you would end up getting back home. You might be able to figure out the general direction of your house, but at one inch tall the journey would take days, and that's if nothing stopped you on the way. As you mentally spiraled in the face of this tough situation you couldn't help but notice that your body was reforming slower than usual. It seemed that your captor, Gina, had put so much pressure on you during the last leg of your run that you were crushed much worse than you usually got by the missteps of your mom and sister.
Just then, you heard footsteps thundering slowly down the hallway towards you, the couch shaking slightly with every footfall. Quickly you glanced at your own body, noticing that your human features had come back for the most part, yet not quite enough for you to be able to move yourself sadly. As you assessed your physical situation you noticed from around the corner a figure was sauntering towards you. Your jaw dropped completely upon seeing this woman. Upon first glance you knew she could easily be a model working at your mother's agency, but you had a feeling she was not. After all, every model you have had the fortune (or misfortune) of coming into contact with through your mom had the habit of showing nearly ludicrous amounts of skin at all times, none more guilty of this than your mother herself. But this woman was wearing stylish yet flowy blue pants and a simple crew neck white t-shirt. This outfit may have been a nun's robes in comparison to the outfits Shannon and her friends usually wore, but it made it all the more impressive that her tremendous curves were still so easily visible through it. She continued walking around the couch, walking in front of you slightly to grab a book on the table. You gasped once again, partly for the sight of her massive rear stretching the fabric of her already stretchy pants, but also partly because she had actually picked up a book to read on her own volition. This simple act gave you a bit of hope, guessing that at the very least she wouldn't be quite as ditsy as your mom could be.
However, just as your got your hopes up for your situation they were immediately dashed. The goddess in front of you took one step backwards, holding her book in her hand before bending her knees and looming her tremendous ass over your tiny, still reforming body. At that exact moment your mouth popped back into shape, but it was too late. You shouted as quickly as you could, "WAIT..." but you could barely finish the word before her buns collapsed onto you. The combined squishiness of her cheeks as well as the couch cushion caused her to bounce a number of times, crushing you in waves over and over until she finally settled into her seat. Grinding her butt one last time she sighed contentedly, not having heard the tiny squeak you uttered before she sat onto you. You felt the warmth radiating from her skin through her pants and prepared yourself mentally for the worst. Any hopes you had that things would be different than they were at your house were shattered with the meteor-like fall of this giantess's rear end.
Mary, meanwhile, had planted her ass onto the couch where she planned on being for the foreseeable future. Cracking open her book she leaned back and began to read, feeling nothing unusual at all beneath her. Here she sat for a good 15 minutes or so until she heard the bathroom door unlock down the hallway. A minute later her daughter emerged, wrapped up in a towel that was nearly too small for her. She chuckled, recognizing that her daughter was well on her way to developing a very similar body to her own. At the same time she had a fleeting thought to maybe buy some towels that would actually fit their curves, but that was a problem for another day.
"Uhh hey mom? This is gonna sound weird but did you see anything on the couch when you sat down? I found this strange squishy thing on my run and I put it there until I got back from the shower. I don't know how to explain it well but it almost felt... alive?" You couldn't hear a thing under the metric ton of butt-flesh crushing you but it seemed like Gina was much less shy than your sister was, something that could either prove useful or terrible to you in this situation.
"Oh! I didn't look at the couch at all before I sat down, sweetie! How big was it?" Mary stood up, setting her book down before spinning around and scanning the couch. Little did she know that she was carrying a one-inch tall passenger planted firmly on her butt, near the inside of her right cheek. For once your tan body stood out clear as day in contrast to her blue pants and Gina noticed you immediately!
"Wait, there it is!" Gina exclaimed, leaping forward and grabbing you swiftly off of her mother's ass. Now holding you in her hand Gina noticed immediately that you looked significantly more human-like than before. She seemed completely confused for a moment, so you forced your mouth to pop open once again after your most recent squashing. While you did so, Mary spun around quickly at the shock of having something ripped off of her ass. Both women stared at you for a good five seconds before you finally regained the ability to speak! Gina began extending a long, manicured finger towards your body but you just managed to shout up, stopping her in her tracks.
"WAIT, I'm alive and a real person!" Both women's mouth's dropped wide open as they still were too stunned to respond. You took this as a cue to spill your whole story, hopefully arousing some sympathy out of the two. "Just to preempt any possible questions, yes I am a human being despite being only one inch tall. I ended up on the sidewalk where you accidentally stepped on me during your run. I know what you're thinking now, why didn't I explode like a little bug? Well my body has this quality, luckily for me I guess, wherein I can get completely flattened, squashed, stretched, or shaped into whatever without really hurting me. If I get enough time free my body slowly shifts back to its human shape!" You finished your speech, still without any feedback from the giantesses above you. Once again you kicked yourself mentally for downplaying how much being crushed actually hurt you even though it did not do any permanent damage, but it was too late to take it back now. The women looked towards each other and back to you, before one opened her mouth...
"..."
Just then, you heard footsteps thundering slowly down the hallway towards you, the couch shaking slightly with every footfall. Quickly you glanced at your own body, noticing that your human features had come back for the most part, yet not quite enough for you to be able to move yourself sadly. As you assessed your physical situation you noticed from around the corner a figure was sauntering towards you. Your jaw dropped completely upon seeing this woman. Upon first glance you knew she could easily be a model working at your mother's agency, but you had a feeling she was not. After all, every model you have had the fortune (or misfortune) of coming into contact with through your mom had the habit of showing nearly ludicrous amounts of skin at all times, none more guilty of this than your mother herself. But this woman was wearing stylish yet flowy blue pants and a simple crew neck white t-shirt. This outfit may have been a nun's robes in comparison to the outfits Shannon and her friends usually wore, but it made it all the more impressive that her tremendous curves were still so easily visible through it. She continued walking around the couch, walking in front of you slightly to grab a book on the table. You gasped once again, partly for the sight of her massive rear stretching the fabric of her already stretchy pants, but also partly because she had actually picked up a book to read on her own volition. This simple act gave you a bit of hope, guessing that at the very least she wouldn't be quite as ditsy as your mom could be.
However, just as your got your hopes up for your situation they were immediately dashed. The goddess in front of you took one step backwards, holding her book in her hand before bending her knees and looming her tremendous ass over your tiny, still reforming body. At that exact moment your mouth popped back into shape, but it was too late. You shouted as quickly as you could, "WAIT..." but you could barely finish the word before her buns collapsed onto you. The combined squishiness of her cheeks as well as the couch cushion caused her to bounce a number of times, crushing you in waves over and over until she finally settled into her seat. Grinding her butt one last time she sighed contentedly, not having heard the tiny squeak you uttered before she sat onto you. You felt the warmth radiating from her skin through her pants and prepared yourself mentally for the worst. Any hopes you had that things would be different than they were at your house were shattered with the meteor-like fall of this giantess's rear end.
Mary, meanwhile, had planted her ass onto the couch where she planned on being for the foreseeable future. Cracking open her book she leaned back and began to read, feeling nothing unusual at all beneath her. Here she sat for a good 15 minutes or so until she heard the bathroom door unlock down the hallway. A minute later her daughter emerged, wrapped up in a towel that was nearly too small for her. She chuckled, recognizing that her daughter was well on her way to developing a very similar body to her own. At the same time she had a fleeting thought to maybe buy some towels that would actually fit their curves, but that was a problem for another day.
"Uhh hey mom? This is gonna sound weird but did you see anything on the couch when you sat down? I found this strange squishy thing on my run and I put it there until I got back from the shower. I don't know how to explain it well but it almost felt... alive?" You couldn't hear a thing under the metric ton of butt-flesh crushing you but it seemed like Gina was much less shy than your sister was, something that could either prove useful or terrible to you in this situation.
"Oh! I didn't look at the couch at all before I sat down, sweetie! How big was it?" Mary stood up, setting her book down before spinning around and scanning the couch. Little did she know that she was carrying a one-inch tall passenger planted firmly on her butt, near the inside of her right cheek. For once your tan body stood out clear as day in contrast to her blue pants and Gina noticed you immediately!
"Wait, there it is!" Gina exclaimed, leaping forward and grabbing you swiftly off of her mother's ass. Now holding you in her hand Gina noticed immediately that you looked significantly more human-like than before. She seemed completely confused for a moment, so you forced your mouth to pop open once again after your most recent squashing. While you did so, Mary spun around quickly at the shock of having something ripped off of her ass. Both women stared at you for a good five seconds before you finally regained the ability to speak! Gina began extending a long, manicured finger towards your body but you just managed to shout up, stopping her in her tracks.
"WAIT, I'm alive and a real person!" Both women's mouth's dropped wide open as they still were too stunned to respond. You took this as a cue to spill your whole story, hopefully arousing some sympathy out of the two. "Just to preempt any possible questions, yes I am a human being despite being only one inch tall. I ended up on the sidewalk where you accidentally stepped on me during your run. I know what you're thinking now, why didn't I explode like a little bug? Well my body has this quality, luckily for me I guess, wherein I can get completely flattened, squashed, stretched, or shaped into whatever without really hurting me. If I get enough time free my body slowly shifts back to its human shape!" You finished your speech, still without any feedback from the giantesses above you. Once again you kicked yourself mentally for downplaying how much being crushed actually hurt you even though it did not do any permanent damage, but it was too late to take it back now. The women looked towards each other and back to you, before one opened her mouth...
"..."
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April 23, 2025
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