"Caring" Cousin Charlotte
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 6
by
Bobob1
Bringing her hand back, Charlotte slapped her mother’s butt again, Mia’s thick butt flesh jiggling like crazy upon the impact. You mentally cried out in pain as Charlotte’s hand pulverized your tiny body, each powerful impact crushing the life out of your battered, miniscule body. You felt your squishy form begin to stick even more to the fabric of Mia’s yoga pants, which you were currently adhered quite firmly to.
Charlotte leaned back in her chair, pondering how exactly she could torment you next under the guise of trying to save you. She noted how much your tan, smeared body stuck out on her mother’s black yoga pants. She also noticed how tiny your body really was in comparison to the massive globe of flesh that was Mia’s butt cheek, and how her sweat was binding you to her yoga pants.
Grinning from ear-to-ear, Charlotte jumped to her feet. “I’ll be right back mom, I have a plan!”
“Okay.” Mia nodded, glancing over her shoulder at the tan smear on her buttocks. “I hope we can get Sammy free soon. I hate squishing him under my big butt all the time.”
Mia stayed standing by the chair while Charlotte raced upstairs to your bedroom, which of course she was also using. She pulled a bag of odds-and-ends makeup and fashion products out of her suitcase, gripping a tiny bottle with devilish glee. She also grabbed a wad of tan-colored gum, crumpled it in her hand, and returned downstairs to her mother.
“Alright mom. I’ve got some stain removal liquid.” The redhead explained. “It might be a little cold, but it should work. Sammy’s body is so squishy and plastered to the fabric of your yoga pants, so this should help to remove him.”
Mia gave her daughter a thumbs up. “Go ahead sweetie! Anything to help Sammy!”
Charlotte popped the cap on her bottle, and your eyes widened in fear, as only you were able to see what the bottle truly was. Written on the side were the words “waterproof black fabric dye”, which gave you everything you needed to know about your sadistic cousin’s cruel plan. Trying desperately to wiggle or struggle, you found your badly flattened body unable to do a thing.
Smiling with a malicious twinkle in her eye, Charlotte rubbed your body with the fabric dye, methodically pressing her smooth fingers up and down your body in a rhythmic fashion. She worked dutifully for nearly ten whole minutes, kneaded your squishy body so badly your facial features began to blur and smudge. Your vision became darkness, your last sight of Charlotte’s twisted smirk.
Finally finished, Charlotte closed the bottle of dye and retrieved the squished gum from her pocket. “I finally freed him. Gosh, that was harder than I thought.” Charlotte theatrically sighed, holding out her palm. Mia and Shannon leaned in, peering at the squashed tan lump in Charlotte’s hands.
“You really did it!” Mia laughed. “Thank you so much honey!”
“You are such a caring cousin Charlotte.” Shannon rubbed the red-haired devil’s head affectionately. “You always take such good care of Sammy.”
“Thanks.” Charlotte blushed at the compliment, even though it was horribly unearned. “I’ll take Sammy upstairs, so he can recover.” Excusing herself, Charlotte walked upstairs. Once out of sight, she stifled a laugh, tossing the gum in her mouth. The blush stayed in her cheeks, this time because her thoughts dwelled on the predicament she had sealed you in.
Of course, you were still firmly stuck to your aunt’s ass, and this time even worse than before. Charlotte’s black fabric dye had soaked into your squishy body after her ten minutes of applying pressure, and your body was now completely black. As such, you blended in perfectly with Mia’s black yoga pants. The dye sealed you tighter than before as well, especially after drying.
Mia glanced at her butt simply out of habit, and smiled warmly upon seeing the tan body of her nephew gone. She playfully slapped her butt, her hand impacting roughly against your practically invisible body.
“This big booty does a number on Sammy, doesn’t it?” Mia giggled. “It’s a relieving feeling to know he’s safe and nowhere near my curvy body though.”
“Mia!” Shannon bit back a laugh. “That’s insensitive.”
“It’s true Shan! Your son is just drawn to me…and you! It’s like…fate or something that he always ends up stuck to us.”
“I suppose.” Your mom shrugged. “I’m just glad we found him. Charlotte will make sure he’s comfortably reforming and relaxing.”
“She’s such a good daughter.” Mia explained, before sauntering off back to the kitchen. You mentally screamed out, pleading with your aunt and mother to notice you, but it was hopeless. Not even a single part of you was visible on your aunt’s expansive ass. You were so close to rescue, but Charlotte’s fabric dye and infallible poker face had sealed your cruel fate.
Mia grabbed some water, gulped it down, and then sat back down on the couch with her sister. You were buried beneath the full mass of her powerful glutes, her weight squeezing the life out of your body. Every part of you ached for freedom, but you couldn’t do a thing as thoroughly crushed and glued to Mia’s yoga pants as you were.
What happens next?
Charlotte leaned back in her chair, pondering how exactly she could torment you next under the guise of trying to save you. She noted how much your tan, smeared body stuck out on her mother’s black yoga pants. She also noticed how tiny your body really was in comparison to the massive globe of flesh that was Mia’s butt cheek, and how her sweat was binding you to her yoga pants.
Grinning from ear-to-ear, Charlotte jumped to her feet. “I’ll be right back mom, I have a plan!”
“Okay.” Mia nodded, glancing over her shoulder at the tan smear on her buttocks. “I hope we can get Sammy free soon. I hate squishing him under my big butt all the time.”
Mia stayed standing by the chair while Charlotte raced upstairs to your bedroom, which of course she was also using. She pulled a bag of odds-and-ends makeup and fashion products out of her suitcase, gripping a tiny bottle with devilish glee. She also grabbed a wad of tan-colored gum, crumpled it in her hand, and returned downstairs to her mother.
“Alright mom. I’ve got some stain removal liquid.” The redhead explained. “It might be a little cold, but it should work. Sammy’s body is so squishy and plastered to the fabric of your yoga pants, so this should help to remove him.”
Mia gave her daughter a thumbs up. “Go ahead sweetie! Anything to help Sammy!”
Charlotte popped the cap on her bottle, and your eyes widened in fear, as only you were able to see what the bottle truly was. Written on the side were the words “waterproof black fabric dye”, which gave you everything you needed to know about your sadistic cousin’s cruel plan. Trying desperately to wiggle or struggle, you found your badly flattened body unable to do a thing.
Smiling with a malicious twinkle in her eye, Charlotte rubbed your body with the fabric dye, methodically pressing her smooth fingers up and down your body in a rhythmic fashion. She worked dutifully for nearly ten whole minutes, kneaded your squishy body so badly your facial features began to blur and smudge. Your vision became darkness, your last sight of Charlotte’s twisted smirk.
Finally finished, Charlotte closed the bottle of dye and retrieved the squished gum from her pocket. “I finally freed him. Gosh, that was harder than I thought.” Charlotte theatrically sighed, holding out her palm. Mia and Shannon leaned in, peering at the squashed tan lump in Charlotte’s hands.
“You really did it!” Mia laughed. “Thank you so much honey!”
“You are such a caring cousin Charlotte.” Shannon rubbed the red-haired devil’s head affectionately. “You always take such good care of Sammy.”
“Thanks.” Charlotte blushed at the compliment, even though it was horribly unearned. “I’ll take Sammy upstairs, so he can recover.” Excusing herself, Charlotte walked upstairs. Once out of sight, she stifled a laugh, tossing the gum in her mouth. The blush stayed in her cheeks, this time because her thoughts dwelled on the predicament she had sealed you in.
Of course, you were still firmly stuck to your aunt’s ass, and this time even worse than before. Charlotte’s black fabric dye had soaked into your squishy body after her ten minutes of applying pressure, and your body was now completely black. As such, you blended in perfectly with Mia’s black yoga pants. The dye sealed you tighter than before as well, especially after drying.
Mia glanced at her butt simply out of habit, and smiled warmly upon seeing the tan body of her nephew gone. She playfully slapped her butt, her hand impacting roughly against your practically invisible body.
“This big booty does a number on Sammy, doesn’t it?” Mia giggled. “It’s a relieving feeling to know he’s safe and nowhere near my curvy body though.”
“Mia!” Shannon bit back a laugh. “That’s insensitive.”
“It’s true Shan! Your son is just drawn to me…and you! It’s like…fate or something that he always ends up stuck to us.”
“I suppose.” Your mom shrugged. “I’m just glad we found him. Charlotte will make sure he’s comfortably reforming and relaxing.”
“She’s such a good daughter.” Mia explained, before sauntering off back to the kitchen. You mentally screamed out, pleading with your aunt and mother to notice you, but it was hopeless. Not even a single part of you was visible on your aunt’s expansive ass. You were so close to rescue, but Charlotte’s fabric dye and infallible poker face had sealed your cruel fate.
Mia grabbed some water, gulped it down, and then sat back down on the couch with her sister. You were buried beneath the full mass of her powerful glutes, her weight squeezing the life out of your body. Every part of you ached for freedom, but you couldn’t do a thing as thoroughly crushed and glued to Mia’s yoga pants as you were.
What happens next?
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April 23, 2025
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