they head to the mall, your worn while they win...
Tiny Brother VS Big Sister
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
scar5612
The fabric that now stretched across your plastic-covered face rubbed against you with each step. The light emanating from the bottom played shadows from the giant beasts that were your mothers thighs as she walked about the house. The heat that emanated from your unaware captor’s nether regions was almost comfortable, but the mental image of what was creating it was enough to keep you from relaxing, which was impossible anyways because of the plastic you were incased in. The only thing that was calming about your situation was that your mother was the best person you can be with right now, even if she did think you were a simple decoration on the crotch of her panties. If your sister had decided to wear your prison for herself, you would probably be much worse off; maybe even sold off in a store when she got tired of you for someone else to torture you.
A sudden bang of a door closing knocked you out of your thoughts and back into reality… the sad reality that was your soon to be your everyday life. The shadows that played from below stopped, as did the slight sway of your mother’s hips. She had stopped moving, presumably to grab her purse from the table, with the distant jingle of keys confirming that. Voices could be heard, but beneath the taught skirt could not be understood. They played distantly from seemingly everywhere, and you could tell when your mother spoke because your world vibrated with each word. You could hear your sister’s laugh as your mother said something apparently funny. All you could do was pray that she would recognize you or realize that Christine was being too nice and that you were missing.
The world began to sway in the darkness as she began walking once again, and you heard the front door click shut behind the wall of black fabric you faced. The “Click-Clack” of her heels on the concrete pathway filled your ears as she walked to the car. All the sudden one of her giant thighs raised itself as she lowered herself into the car, allowing a little daylight to shine through her now slightly hitched up skirt. She sat down fully into the driver’s seat, allowing you the view from between her thighs and down her long legs in the car. The car door clicked shut, and soon you heard the and felt the slight rumble of the car. You saw her heeled foot press on the gas and felt the car began to roll as she left the driveway. As they began driving to presumably the mall, you could clearly now hear their conversation.
“So, how’s my panties feeling? Not as uncomfortable as you thought huh mom?” You heard Christine ask with a small mischievous giggle, something your mother clearly did not hear. If you could, you would curse at her as much as your tiny body would allow. Well, you were already cursing her out… but only in your head, for now. Your prison vibrated with your mother’s response.
“They are surprisingly comfy. I can feel the little Alice decoration you put in there though. If she was on the inside, she’d nearly stay true to the little ‘Eat Me’ decoration too” You could hear her say. Mentally groaning at the very awkward joke, you couldn’t wait for the moment you escaped. A sudden burst of laughter from the two girls nearly shattered your eardrums. Christine simply stated, “Gross Mom!” when they finally got their bearings.
“Thanks for the info Mom, or should I say too much info. You can definitely keep them now. Oh, there’s the mall right there.” Christine stated, and your chills ran down your back, hoping she was only joking about Mom keeping you… also the part about flipping the panties inside out… you could do without that.
A few minutes later, the vehicle came to a stop. The car door opened and as your mom climbed out, your view returned to black fabric as the skirt stretched over your face again when she straightened it out. The continuous “Click-Clack” of her heels on the ground thundered in your ears. Soon, the rush of cold air the mall’s air-conditioning was famous for blasted up the skirt, giving your mother goosebumps which you could feel along your back. The vibrations began again as your mother talked to your sister.
“So where are we off to first? I mean if you’re hungry, we can stop by the food court before we go looking.”
It took a moment for Christine to respond.
A sudden bang of a door closing knocked you out of your thoughts and back into reality… the sad reality that was your soon to be your everyday life. The shadows that played from below stopped, as did the slight sway of your mother’s hips. She had stopped moving, presumably to grab her purse from the table, with the distant jingle of keys confirming that. Voices could be heard, but beneath the taught skirt could not be understood. They played distantly from seemingly everywhere, and you could tell when your mother spoke because your world vibrated with each word. You could hear your sister’s laugh as your mother said something apparently funny. All you could do was pray that she would recognize you or realize that Christine was being too nice and that you were missing.
The world began to sway in the darkness as she began walking once again, and you heard the front door click shut behind the wall of black fabric you faced. The “Click-Clack” of her heels on the concrete pathway filled your ears as she walked to the car. All the sudden one of her giant thighs raised itself as she lowered herself into the car, allowing a little daylight to shine through her now slightly hitched up skirt. She sat down fully into the driver’s seat, allowing you the view from between her thighs and down her long legs in the car. The car door clicked shut, and soon you heard the and felt the slight rumble of the car. You saw her heeled foot press on the gas and felt the car began to roll as she left the driveway. As they began driving to presumably the mall, you could clearly now hear their conversation.
“So, how’s my panties feeling? Not as uncomfortable as you thought huh mom?” You heard Christine ask with a small mischievous giggle, something your mother clearly did not hear. If you could, you would curse at her as much as your tiny body would allow. Well, you were already cursing her out… but only in your head, for now. Your prison vibrated with your mother’s response.
“They are surprisingly comfy. I can feel the little Alice decoration you put in there though. If she was on the inside, she’d nearly stay true to the little ‘Eat Me’ decoration too” You could hear her say. Mentally groaning at the very awkward joke, you couldn’t wait for the moment you escaped. A sudden burst of laughter from the two girls nearly shattered your eardrums. Christine simply stated, “Gross Mom!” when they finally got their bearings.
“Thanks for the info Mom, or should I say too much info. You can definitely keep them now. Oh, there’s the mall right there.” Christine stated, and your chills ran down your back, hoping she was only joking about Mom keeping you… also the part about flipping the panties inside out… you could do without that.
A few minutes later, the vehicle came to a stop. The car door opened and as your mom climbed out, your view returned to black fabric as the skirt stretched over your face again when she straightened it out. The continuous “Click-Clack” of her heels on the ground thundered in your ears. Soon, the rush of cold air the mall’s air-conditioning was famous for blasted up the skirt, giving your mother goosebumps which you could feel along your back. The vibrations began again as your mother talked to your sister.
“So where are we off to first? I mean if you’re hungry, we can stop by the food court before we go looking.”
It took a moment for Christine to respond.
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