Go with parents
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
dandsavlor
"I think it'd be best if I went with you guys. As much as you loved your sister you would be quite literally, under her thumb. "Are you sure about this baby? We wouldn't be around much as you would probably stay at the hotel while we're away giving presentations. "Yes Mom, I'm certain. Also, can you please stop calling me baby? "I'm sorry sweetie, I just can't help it. Especially given that you're now even smaller than when you were born. Come to Mommy. You're mother reached for you but you could see that this time there was no stopping her. The fingers of her massive hand easily reached around you and when she pulled you from her makeup table all that was exposed was your head. After the sudden jolt of being lifted several feet (to you) in the air you could see your mother's face moving rapidly towards you as her lips began to pucker.
She planted a big wet kiss on you on that felt she was almost trying to swallow your head. When she finally released with a loud *pop* she released her grip a bit as you tried to wipe off her slobber. Thankfully, she hadn't put on her lipstick yet or you would have looked almost as red as you felt. Upon opening your eyes you could see your mother giving you this great big smile that she was always known for. "Feeling better sweetie? "Yeah I guess, just as long as you promise not to use so much tongue next time. Your mother chuckles at your humor. "Good one, but I'll make sure to be more careful from now on. Your father put his hands on his hips and said "Well, I think we better get dressed if we want to make our flight. As you were sitting on your mother's palm you noticed that your dad was right.
Even in their underwear they looked like a pair giant supermodels. Both of them were known to frequent the gym for intensive workouts. They also were each over six feet tall, something that still surprises you given how short their two children are. Your mother's toned body matched well with her breasts, which were struggling to be contained in a DD cup. Your father wasn't looking to bad either with his pectorals and biceps but what really stood out to you was much lower. You couldn't believe how huge his phallus was. To you it was like the size of a semi truck and he wasn't even hard. If your dad could see you pitching a tent when you were no more than elf-size, then how could your mom not notice the bulge in his Calvin Kleins. As you took all this in, you realized how your parents were even more imposing than when they first got in bed. They were Amazonian then but now, they could easily be mistaken for gods meant to be worshipped.
Your mother lowers her hand, signalling you to get off. Once your feet hit the ground you turn around and ask "So where are we going? Your mother's eyes lit up and she gave another big smile. Clearly she was excited about it. "Oh, that's right. You're never going to believe it, we're going to Italy! This was probably the best news you heard all day, even if the bar had been set so low. You always loved pizza and pasta, you didn't care that you'd be too tiny to eat properly. It just meant that there was more for you. You started jumping up and down at the prospect of being able to roll meatballs as big as you were.
"When do we go?! "Well right now I guess sweetie but we're going to Rome which means that security there's going to be a lot stricter. That was right. Earlier that week you heard on the news that eurosceptic nationalists bombed the international airport. "Which reminds me, I didn't account for where to hide you. There has to be someplace the wouldn't search that oh. Sweetie, I think I know where to put you but I'm worried it might be too personal. She had been staring into space when the lightbulb went on in her head, but you had this feeling in your gut that you wouldn't like it. "Where would you hide me? Without warning she snatched you from the table to get you closer to her.
You were about eye-level with her chest now, it was pretty obvious where this was going. "I would hide you between my breasts sweetie. Of course, you don't have to. "Where else would I be then? "I guess you would be in my shoes. I haven't washed my feet yet though so it could be a little pungent down there. Whatever you decide I'm fine with. This was a worse decision than before. If you rode between her boobs then you risked falling in her cleavage in addition to have another potential "accident like before, and you had a feeling that she wouldn't be quite so forgiving. You weren't attracted to your mother but being stuck between her mounds could trigger thoughts of upskrting again. If you hid in her shoe then your risked either dying of being crushed or from the smell. Where would you hide?
[I am not the original author of this chapter. The original chapter was deleted, so presumably its author wishes to remain anonymous.]
She planted a big wet kiss on you on that felt she was almost trying to swallow your head. When she finally released with a loud *pop* she released her grip a bit as you tried to wipe off her slobber. Thankfully, she hadn't put on her lipstick yet or you would have looked almost as red as you felt. Upon opening your eyes you could see your mother giving you this great big smile that she was always known for. "Feeling better sweetie? "Yeah I guess, just as long as you promise not to use so much tongue next time. Your mother chuckles at your humor. "Good one, but I'll make sure to be more careful from now on. Your father put his hands on his hips and said "Well, I think we better get dressed if we want to make our flight. As you were sitting on your mother's palm you noticed that your dad was right.
Even in their underwear they looked like a pair giant supermodels. Both of them were known to frequent the gym for intensive workouts. They also were each over six feet tall, something that still surprises you given how short their two children are. Your mother's toned body matched well with her breasts, which were struggling to be contained in a DD cup. Your father wasn't looking to bad either with his pectorals and biceps but what really stood out to you was much lower. You couldn't believe how huge his phallus was. To you it was like the size of a semi truck and he wasn't even hard. If your dad could see you pitching a tent when you were no more than elf-size, then how could your mom not notice the bulge in his Calvin Kleins. As you took all this in, you realized how your parents were even more imposing than when they first got in bed. They were Amazonian then but now, they could easily be mistaken for gods meant to be worshipped.
Your mother lowers her hand, signalling you to get off. Once your feet hit the ground you turn around and ask "So where are we going? Your mother's eyes lit up and she gave another big smile. Clearly she was excited about it. "Oh, that's right. You're never going to believe it, we're going to Italy! This was probably the best news you heard all day, even if the bar had been set so low. You always loved pizza and pasta, you didn't care that you'd be too tiny to eat properly. It just meant that there was more for you. You started jumping up and down at the prospect of being able to roll meatballs as big as you were.
"When do we go?! "Well right now I guess sweetie but we're going to Rome which means that security there's going to be a lot stricter. That was right. Earlier that week you heard on the news that eurosceptic nationalists bombed the international airport. "Which reminds me, I didn't account for where to hide you. There has to be someplace the wouldn't search that oh. Sweetie, I think I know where to put you but I'm worried it might be too personal. She had been staring into space when the lightbulb went on in her head, but you had this feeling in your gut that you wouldn't like it. "Where would you hide me? Without warning she snatched you from the table to get you closer to her.
You were about eye-level with her chest now, it was pretty obvious where this was going. "I would hide you between my breasts sweetie. Of course, you don't have to. "Where else would I be then? "I guess you would be in my shoes. I haven't washed my feet yet though so it could be a little pungent down there. Whatever you decide I'm fine with. This was a worse decision than before. If you rode between her boobs then you risked falling in her cleavage in addition to have another potential "accident like before, and you had a feeling that she wouldn't be quite so forgiving. You weren't attracted to your mother but being stuck between her mounds could trigger thoughts of upskrting again. If you hid in her shoe then your risked either dying of being crushed or from the smell. Where would you hide?
[I am not the original author of this chapter. The original chapter was deleted, so presumably its author wishes to remain anonymous.]
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