Tina’s Impromptu “Bonding” Session Tiny Terry chapter 4 by G-Writer and KoroKoroAi

Tina soon found herself in front of Terry’s house, glad that his family had installed a doorbell for Tinies at the edge of the doorway platform. She pressed the button and hoped the door would open with the mechanical assistance Terry answering the door would require… But Tina was disappointed as instead the door slowly opened and revealed the towering form that was Terry’s mother, Jenna, instead.

As Jenna looked left and right, not yet noticing Tina, all the little woman could do was take in the much larger, more mature woman in all her glory from bottom to top. Directly in front of Tina, Jenna’s sock-clad feet fidgeted, sending a not-so pleasant odor wafting her way with every ominous toe flex. Although anyone normal size would never notice, Tina’s perspective forced her to be aware that Jenna’s socks themselves weren’t in the greatest condition… Although the tops looked relatively clean, the socks were completely saturated with sweat, threadbare around the edges where her feet met the ground, and more than a bit dark on the bottoms from over-wear.

Tina could only blush and try to ignore the smell as she looked up from there, Jenna’s bare legs on full display from just above her ankles all the way up to the tiny pajama-style pink shorts she wore. Tina was proud of her legs, at least for her relative size, but Jenna’s were long even ignoring the contrast between their sizes, had the contours of a goddess, and just enough pudge to give her thighs more than a bit of a jiggle with every motion. This was especially true where her shorts began, the soft material digging into her thigh chub that pulled the otherwise well worn, soft material taught. The shorts were stretched to the near-maximum while still inexplicably leaving a barely there thigh gap, showing there was muscle under the softness. Just above, Jenna’s hips were bombastic enough to push the shorts even more to their limit, and Tina forced her eyes to look higher as the errant thought that the shorts would probably cover more if they were actual panties popped into her mind (not helped by her noticing simultaneously that she could see the entire outline of Jenna’s crotch through the clingy shorts’ material).

To Tina’s relief, Jenna’s torso and what she could see of her chest was covered with a peach-colored, baggy-style sweatshirt. The relief was short lived, however, as despite her best efforts, Tina couldn’t make out what brand logo was across the shirt because… well… Jenna’s chest was massive enough that the term “baggy” didn’t quite apply despite the supposedly over-sized intent of the garment. Jenna’s twin orbs warped and stretched the logo (especially where her nipples obviously poked through the material), leaving it a vague red smear that drew Tina’s eyes even more towards Jenna’s chest… and then Jenna finally decided to look down.

Their eyes met for a moment over Jenna’s burgeoning chest, and then her eyes widened in realization and recognition before she bent at the waist, her usually easy and confident smile resting on her face as she went. For Tina… this was like watching the sky fall toward you as it smiled at you sultrily. “Tina, Dear! How are you? Oh, don’t you just look precious today!”

Tina tried to open her mouth to reply, but was decidedly distracted and staring. She had never considered herself bi, and was decidedly heterosexual, but… even so there was only so much woman that could be thrown at a person before you at least noticed, and Jenna was quite a bit past that in the “womanly” department. At the new angle with her bent over the tiny woman like this, Tina was made witness to a veritable sea of bulging cleavage as Jenna’s breasts did their best to escape out the top of the *very* low-cut sweater. In fact, as her eyes roamed of their own accord over the jiggling expanse (the slight sheen of sweat only emphasizing the sight), Tina was pretty well convinced the only reason Jenna’s breasts weren’t flopping out was because the sweater was caught on her quite hard nipples… Needless to say, straight or not, it was all Tina could do but stare straight up with her mouth wide open, having completely missed that Jenna had even said anything.

“Tina…? Sweetie…? Are you alright? You look quite flushed…”

Tina’s subconscious pink blush that Jenna pointed out immediately became a raging red as she snapped her jaw shut and immediately tried to look anywhere but at Jenna (not an easy feat as Jenna now filled her vision from just about every direction except right behind her). “O-oh! Sorry, Mrs. Rose! I umm… J-just a little hot out here! Haha…”

Jenna’s well-manicured eyebrow quirked up at Tina’s startled reply, but she ultimately appeared to decide to take it at face value. “Oh my! Well, we need to get you inside to cool off then! Maybe some water too? And call me Jenna, Sweetie, Mrs. Rose makes me feel like I’m a grandmother.”

With little fanfare, Jenna reached down and plucked Tina up with the ease and nonchalance the tiny woman always saw with how Terry’s family handled him… and just as obliviously she found herself smothered against Jenna’s left boob as she held the little woman against her and walked back inside…

The embarrassment of being smothered by her boyfriend’s mom’s boob was only compounded by the slight musk that was being rubbed all over Tina’s face, the makeshift pajama sweater an obviously often re-worn favorite as it was quite saturated in Jenna’s scent. Tina tried to push away the sweater fabric and jiggling, underlying boob-fat as Jenna walked, but was about as successful as holding back a wave with your arms. Soon enough, however, Jenna set Tina on the kitchen counter, the giant woman not seeming to have realized Tina’s plight in the slightest as she had walked.

Before Jenna grabbed the water for Tina, a thought obviously came to her mind, and suddenly she was leaning onto the counter in front of Tina… and once again the little lady’s vision was filled with bulging Jenna-chest. So much so in fact that Tina could barely see Jenna’s eyes over the swell of the massive mammaries as they threatened to steam roll the woman at any moment, the bottom half of her vision the red from the stretched out logo, the top half by sweaty, exposed breast canyon.

“Actually, Tina Dear, not that I don’t mind the visit, but… What brings you by? Terry texted you that he had a date with Hazel today, right?”

Doing her best to ignore the oddness of Jenna calling Terry’s plans with Hazel a “date”, Tina opened her mouth to reply, then stopped. Could she really tell Terry’s mom the reason why she was here was that she thought there was a chance one of her daughters was lying? Even if she tried to frame it as suspecting them of a prank… she was still casting doubt on Hazel or Kayla… While her mind wheeled and she zoned out trying to come up with an alternative explanation, her thoughts were interrupted as Jenna giggled down at her, the pale flesh of her boobs bouncing with the motion and almost escaping their confines once again.

“Tina, Sweetheart, I don’t mind you looking if you’re enjoying yourself that much, but I *did* ask you a question. Hehe…”

Tina wasn’t sure if she had ever blushed more than she had today, suddenly realizing that although she had been trying to think of what to say, to Jenna it just looked like she was too busy ogling her chest to be bothered. Normally this wasn’t even something Jenna would notice, but the awkwardness of the silence had even made her inattentive perception pick up on Tina’s “behavior.”

“N-no! I wasn’t… I mean…” Jenna smirk only deepened, her initial teasing turning into actual enjoyment at the (supposed) adoration from the cute little woman, even as Tina grasped at straws and finally decided on an answer to Jenna’s original question. “A-anyway, I’m not here for Terry! I umm… I thought that I would come to see you! So umm… So we can get to know each other better! You know… For Terry’s sake!”

“Oh? You don’t say?” Jenna’s amused smirk morphed to mild, albeit happy, surprise. “That’s a wonderful idea, Sweetie! Though… I wish you would have told me, Dear. I hadn’t planned on going out today, I probably look dreadful…”

“N-no way! You look as amazing as ever, Mrs— J-Jenna!”

For a moment, the two women stared at each other with mouths open in a surprised “o” for each, and unfortunately right as Tina opened her mouth to explain away the apparently growing misunderstanding, she was cut off but Jenna giggling happily. “Oh Tina! You’re such a flatterer! No wonder Terry likes you so much! Careful though, if you keep staring and flirting like that, he might get jealous!”

Tina could only blush and fidget once again as Jenna continued to titter happily, her breasts bouncing and jiggling like gelatin as she laughed, surging forward and nearly burying the tiny woman multiple times throughout. Glad that Jenna seemed to be taking this all as Tina being nice, the diminutive woman decided that she’d just roll with it, laughing herself and just glad she hadn’t insulted her boyfriend’s mom.

“Now, I know it’s a bit early, but would you like to hang out with me while I make us some lunch? I was thinking a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup would be lovely!”

“Oh, umm… Sure, Jenna! That sounds great!”

“Fantastic! Now, give me just a moment to find the right pans… I know I have some more down here somewhere…”

To Jenna, it was a simple movement of turning around and bending over at the waist to look into the bottom cupboards of her island, digging through her stacked pans for the right ones. For Tina, it was a jump scare that didn’t stop after the initial “boo”.

Faster than someone so big should have been able to move in Tina’s mind, the tiny woman’s vision was suddenly devoid of Jenna’s gigantic breasts… and was replaced by an equally gigantic ass.  Apparently, no matter how tiny Jenna’s shorts had looked from the front, Tina was not prepared for what she saw from behind, especially as the unaware mother bent over. Although Jenna’s breasts had jiggled and surged in front of Tina on the counter, her sizeable ass cheeks surged forward enough to plop on either side of the little woman. Tina was near-completely engulfed as Jenna rested back and kept obliviously searching, the shorts disappearing into a lopsided, near thong-like wedgie so deep that Tina knew instinctively Jenna wasn’t wearing panties underneath.

The monolithic, nearly naked ass cheeks on either side of Tina’s diminutive form jiggled and jostled with every twitch and shift from Jenna. Tina cringed and nearly gagged as they surged and jostled against her, the skin moist and slightly tacky whenever it touched her, and the smell… Tina couldn’t help but think for a moment that she preferred the unaware woman’s butt who’d sat on her during her blocked attempt at surprise-visiting Terry, and Jenna wasn’t even fully sitting on her. For a woman who constantly looked like a perfectly put-together goddess, the smell and presence of her ass from this close was atrocious at best. Tina could literally feel the sharp, acrid odor of swamp ass sinking into her own clothes and pores, and she was so put off that it took her a moment to realize she could retreat further back on the counter to at least escape the immediate area… only for Jenna to successfully find the pans she was looking for and stand up.

Where before Jenna’s ass cheeks had been on either side of Tina except when they bumped into her, now that Jenna was back upright while still leaned back, she was more or less sitting on the counter, and in a heartbeat Tina was completely buried in Jenna butt. The pressure was immense, and the smell, unable to dissipate at all, suddenly became *much* worse, especially as Tina quickly became completely saturated in the swampiness that was Jenna’s butt crack. She was being smothered on all sides by butt-flesh as Jenna stretched after all the deep-bending, her poor little mouth nearly gagged by shorts’ material that had been marinading for gods-knew how long in the abyss of Jenna’s crack until even through the mountain of woman-flesh above her Tina heard a crack like a gun going off.

“Aaah, that’s better.” Jenna smiled happily as she cracked her back, setting the pans next to her hips on the counter. “I keep telling myself I need to move those pans to a more convenient spot, but I always forget until the next time I need them. Isn’t that silly, Tina? … Tina? Oh, Sweetie, if you keep getting distracted by me and my body like this, I might have to put on an outfit with more coverage! Hehe!”

As Jenna hopped off the counter, Tina could finally gasp for (relatively) fresh air as she was (thankfully) left behind in the middle of Jenna’s sweaty butt-print. The smell of Jenna’s ass and the bum sweat that had permeated all the little woman’s clothes, however, wasn’t going anywhere as Jenna obliviously smiled down at her and nonchalantly plopped her breasts back into their previous position. “Well, at least it’s nice to know you don’t just stare at boobs, but have a thing for butts as well! Really, what are we going to do with you, Sweetie?  …Tina? Are you alright? You still look quite hot…”

Jenna leaned further down, actually pushing her breasts out of the way slightly to get her face closer to Tina, before she suddenly noticed just how bad the little woman smelt… and how wet she was… and… “O-oh my… Tina, was I… Was I sitting on you, Dear? Oh, Sweetie…”

Tina shook herself out of the daze that was unavoidable during or after being sat on, just glad Jenna had noticed (belatedly) what had happened. Still determined not to directly insult Jenna but also no longer willing to put up with her, she was about to make her excuses and go home from another disappointing day trying to see Terry…when Jenna continued speaking in apparent (and very uncharacteristic) distress.

“Oh Dear, I’m so sorry! I know these things happen to Tinies, but still… You must think I’ve gotten so old and disgusting! Not to mention the smell! And here I thought you were admiring my body…”

For the first time ever, Tina saw the confidence that usually exuded from Jenna crack slightly, and any complaints or talk of escaping caught in her throat. What was she supposed to do now? Tell her boyfriend’s mom in her singular moment of weakness that her gigantic butt was as gross to be around (and under) as it was otherwise pleasant to look at? That Tina wanted nothing more than to get away from her and forget today even happened? With an internal sigh, Tina realized she couldn’t bring herself to say anything negative, but the look that Jenna was giving her also wouldn’t allow for not saying anything at all… So, panicking slightly and forcing a smile on her face, Tina said the first things that came to mind; over the top compliments.

“N-no way, Jenna! I really *was* admiring you! You’ve got the most amazing butt I’ve ever seen! It’s… it’s the perfect size, just like you’re the perfect age!  And umm… you… you smell… amazing? Y-yes! Amazing! Best thing I’ve ever smelled actually!”

Tina’ eye twitched as she actually thought about what she just blurted out, and it was all she could do to keep the smile plastered on her face. There was no way Jenna would believe anything she just said…

Meanwhile, Jenna looked down at the tiny woman in confusion… “Tina, Sweetie… what are you saying? I know I carry it well, but my behind is *much* bigger than it was when I was your and Terry’s age… And I… I get so swampy back there before I’m able to shower… Do… Do you really mean that?”

Tina could only hope the ground would swallow her whole as she was forced to nod vigorously, doubling down on her outrageous lies.

“But… you’re so small, my size and smells must be so much worse for someone your size, unless— Unless… Oh… Oh! Oh, Sweetie… Is that what this is?”

In another first, Tina saw Jenna blush profusely, her nearly-cracked confidence suddenly back in full force as she beamed a humongous smile down at her. “So… Our little Tina has a thing for big women with even bigger, smelly butts, hmmm? That’s so cute! And here Terry is always trying to tell us we need to be more careful around you! Poor thing, it must be so hard to be around so many normal-size women in our family… especially while other Tinies are avoiding being sat on, and you’re dreaming about it! Hehe…”

Tina’s jaw hit the floor. Not only had she been sat on by her boyfriend’s mom, but… now sparing said mom’s feelings meant that Jenna thought she had a thing for giantess, smelly butts? “N-no! I mean, I was just talking about you— I mean, I meant what I— oh hells…”

“Oh my, so it’s not just *any* woman’s big butt, it’s *mine* you dream about? I’m so flattered! Though… we might want to keep your little infatuation between us, Sweetie… I’m not sure how Terry would take you confessing to me like this… For now, we’ll keep it our little secret, okay? Don’t worry, I won’t judge you, I know Tinies just can’t help their instincts sometimes! Besides, if I’m honest, I think you’re a perfect little cutie pie yourself! Hehe… Now, maybe we sh—“

Jenna startled as the front door suddenly burst open, sending her curves jiggling with the motion, as she overheard Hazel’s boisterous voice announce her (and supposedly Terry’s) return. Tina sighed in relief upon hearing the same thing, hoping this meant she would be able to see Terry and maybe explain this craziness away… only for Jenna to suddenly grab her. The tiny’s eyes went wide as she realized too late that Jenna apparently meant what she said about keeping Tina’s “confession” between them, which apparently meant hiding that Tina had even visited today…

Tina’s mouth opened to yell in protest, but said mouth was inadvertently smothered with sweaty flesh as Jenna…

Choices:

1. …shoved Tina head first between and/or under her boobs.
2. …reached down and tucked her into the ankle of her sock… although Tina immediately felt herself slipping down.
3. …swung Tina around to her backside, shoving her as deep as Jenna could into her butt crack.
4. …happily greeted Hazel (and potentially Terry depending on where he is on Hazel), and despite her earlier words immediately spilled the beans about Tina’s (supposed) confession and “obsession” with her body/butt.