sure, why not
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
swezilian
After you agreed, your father rolled onto his stomach and lifted you up with his hand. He placed you in the middle of his back and said "Why don't you start there?" You started applying pressure to the seemingly swollen area, inwardly questioning why you had agreed to this in the first place. After doing this for a decent amount of time, your father asked you to move up to his neck. What would have taken an inconceivable amount of time for a normal-sized person took significantly longer for someone who could fit in a palm.
Still things went well enough and eventually your father seemed satisfied. Then he asked for something even more out of the ordinary
"Good job son, not bad for someone of your stature. Now can you go lower?"
Raising an eyebrow in confusion you asked why.
"My rear is swollen and I could use some miracle hands down there as well," he smiled back at you.
You did not return the expression.
His own smile faltered. "Son you might not like every decision I've ever made, but at the end of the day I am your father and now I have significant mass over you. I'd like you to do it willingly but I must insist. Scratch my butt.
Still things went well enough and eventually your father seemed satisfied. Then he asked for something even more out of the ordinary
"Good job son, not bad for someone of your stature. Now can you go lower?"
Raising an eyebrow in confusion you asked why.
"My rear is swollen and I could use some miracle hands down there as well," he smiled back at you.
You did not return the expression.
His own smile faltered. "Son you might not like every decision I've ever made, but at the end of the day I am your father and now I have significant mass over you. I'd like you to do it willingly but I must insist. Scratch my butt.
12 views
·
June 1
Log in to comment