Attempted Delivery (Part One) Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload) chapter 7 by Bobob1

“You poor thing! Let us help you!” Mary exclaimed, her eyes shining with an earnest desire to help you, the emotion on her face so pure that you almost had difficulty believing in her honest intentions. More often than not, girls who discovered you in their homes or stuck to their bodies had a tendency to treat you like an object, or even worse, felt good tormenting you. Of course, this was if they ever noticed your presence at all.

“Of course.” Gina nodded. “It’s my fault you ended up here. I had no idea you were on the sidewalk. God, my feet probably really did a number on you.” She frowned, a bit of empathy in her gaze.

You shrugged, mildly unnerved by the two attractive giantesses pressed in so close to you. “Well…my squishy body bounces back. Not that I don’t still feel any…”

Gina cut you off unintentionally. “So…what can we do to help? D-do you have, like…a home? Is there somewhere that you live?”
You gaped at her. “Uh…yeah. I live in a house with my younger sister and mother.”

Gina and her mother gasped, exchanging a curious look. Mary was practically breathless when she next spoke. “You…you have a family? How do you all live? How do you make it through each day? That must be awful, living life like little bugs…no one to care for you or protect you.”

An explanation left your brain. Despite how smart these two women seemed, it appeared that the idea of a one-inch tall squishy guy living on the same earth as them was a bit too much. It was as if they simply couldn’t quite make the connection you were a human being just like them. Or…a bug-sized version of them.

Sighing, you waved your hand dismissively. “Listen. I live in a house about…fifteen minutes from here. That’s all that matters. Or, I think it’s about fifteen minutes. It was hard to tell under your foot.” You looked at Gina, who awkwardly averted her gaze. Her mother placed her hand on her abundantly sized chest.

“I swear I’ll help you get back home. Give me a minute to change clothes. I’ll go on a run around the neighborhood until we find your house.” She explained, getting a confused look from her daughter. “I know I showered just a bit ago, but all I did was a few sets of pushups and sit-ups. Running for a few miles won’t tire me out too much.”

You smiled genuinely. “Thank you so much. This really means a lot.” You breathed a silent sigh of relief that these two giantesses who practically controlled your fate at the moment hadn’t been cruel or uncaring, like so many before them.

“Honestly, it’s the least we could do.” Mary said, before heading back to her room to change. For the next few minutes you stayed in the palm of Gina’s hand, trying to hold a normal conversation. The cute brown-haired girl kept turning the conversation back to your squishy nature, wondering how you got through life being so tiny and defenseless. You tried to shrug off her questions, but withered under her inquisitive gaze. You weren’t used to the company of such forceful but well-meaning giantesses.

Mary returned a few minutes later, dressed in similar attire to her daughter from earlier. She was wearing short shorts that looked like they hugged her ass like a second skin, and a low-cut sports bra that squeezed her massive chest tightly. You balked at her choice of clothing, but she didn’t seem bothered in the least. In fact, neither Gina nor Mary seemed to notice you were still totally naked. This was probably due to their difficulty viewing you as a truly normal human.

Mary grabbed you from her daughter and delicately tucked you in the absolute last space you thought she would go for, slipping you up to your shoulders between her humongous breasts. You blushed bright red, her firm but soft flesh surrounding you on all sides, her natural body heat and sweet scent washing over you.

Before you could protest, Mary explained her actions, heading for the door the entire time. “You’ll be safest in here little guy. I have no pockets in my shorts, you’d slip off my shoulder, and you’d be crushed in my fist. Besides, I’ll need you to communicate to me when you see your house. I’m wearing my tightest sports bra, so my boobs shouldn’t bounce too much. You’ll be snug as a bug…aww, you already look so cute!”

Mary giggled at your head poking out from between her boobs, closing the door and walking onto the sidewalk. She continued talking as she stretched her legs. “I’m going to run in larger and larger circles around the neighborhood. We’re bound to pass your house eventually, and won’t your tiny little sister and mother be happy to have you back! I can’t wait to see the bright smiles on their adorably cute faces!”

Still lost in her slight misunderstanding about you, Mary took off, knowing full well you couldn’t exactly flash her a thumbs up for confirmation. You braced yourself for the worst, but found the experience oddly enjoyable as the curvaceous goddess holding you between her tits ran at a quick but not overwhelming pace. The wind actually felt good rushing past you, like riding a rollercoaster at an amusement park.

True to her word, Mary’s hulking, meaty mammaries hardly jiggled at all despite the bounce in her step, your slight movements akin to simply riding down a country road in a car. You kept your thoughts off of the sexy woman’s bare flesh pressing in on your naked body from all sides and stared at each passing house, praying that Mary wouldn’t feel your hopelessly erect member gently poking her skin.

Due to her wide circles, Mary ran for quite a while before even growing near your house. You still didn’t recognize any of your surroundings, but you were shaken from your thoughts by a large bead of sweat splashing down from Mary’s chin onto your head. The salty liquid washed over your body, and it only dawned on you then that both you and Mary’s boobs were utterly soaked in sweat.

Glancing up at your milf protector’s peacefully smiling face, you debated yelling up to her about your predicament, before some sort of freak accident happened. As you opened your mouth to speak, another head-sized sweat droplet splattered onto your face, filling your mouth with its gross taste. The words died in your throat as you coughed and wretched, trying not to let the sweat choke you or get in your eyes.
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April 23, 2025
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