"Do you want to try my new panties, mom?"
Tiny Brother VS Big Sister
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
kentwolf
if your eyes could have widened they would have. it was bad enough being trapped as a girly logo on your sisters panties, but being worn by your mother, you would die of embarrisment. unfortunatly you heard your mother say "oh...well if you dont mind sweetheart, they are very cute. i would love to wear them" you tried to struggle but these damn panties held you as immobile as if you were really nothing but a sticker. you saw Christines face spread into a huge grin as she picked you up and stroked her thumb over you before throwing you across the room to your mother.
the world rushed and spun past you as you were thrown, leaving you dizzy and disorientated as your mother caught you, her hand scrunching up the panties and crushing you amongst the mass of flexible plastic. she hooked her finger around the panties and let them drop to her side, swinging them gently as she walked to her room to get dressed for the day. you tried desperatly to mentally force her to look at your face, but apparently you hadn't spontaniously become telepathic. she dropped you on her bed and began rummaging through her wardrobe.
you stared up at her helplessly from an angle as she slipped out of her morning lounging clothes and slipped into a bra before grabbing you and stepping into the panties you adorned behind you, you felt her foot brush against your back as she stepped in before the world rush upwards as she pulled the panties up, stretching the panties slightly as they formed over her large perfect ass, forcing you and the "eat me" and "drink me" to stretch like any logo would when clothing was stretched out.
you groaned silently though your face was trapped in its polite smile with its glossy red lips. you saw her step into a black tight skirt infront of her mirror, embarrised that you could see how girly you looked before she slipped it up and zipped it shut, pressing the black fabric into you and blocking your view of the outside world. you hear her finish getting dressed, unaware she was holding her son captive before heading out to meet with Christine...
the world rushed and spun past you as you were thrown, leaving you dizzy and disorientated as your mother caught you, her hand scrunching up the panties and crushing you amongst the mass of flexible plastic. she hooked her finger around the panties and let them drop to her side, swinging them gently as she walked to her room to get dressed for the day. you tried desperatly to mentally force her to look at your face, but apparently you hadn't spontaniously become telepathic. she dropped you on her bed and began rummaging through her wardrobe.
you stared up at her helplessly from an angle as she slipped out of her morning lounging clothes and slipped into a bra before grabbing you and stepping into the panties you adorned behind you, you felt her foot brush against your back as she stepped in before the world rush upwards as she pulled the panties up, stretching the panties slightly as they formed over her large perfect ass, forcing you and the "eat me" and "drink me" to stretch like any logo would when clothing was stretched out.
you groaned silently though your face was trapped in its polite smile with its glossy red lips. you saw her step into a black tight skirt infront of her mirror, embarrised that you could see how girly you looked before she slipped it up and zipped it shut, pressing the black fabric into you and blocking your view of the outside world. you hear her finish getting dressed, unaware she was holding her son captive before heading out to meet with Christine...
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May 30, 2025
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