Shall we consumate the marriage?
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
sonic411
“……Come again?” you really don’t know what else to say. One minute, you are talking to Brittany for the first time and then the next she claims that you guys are now man and wife? Obviously this young girl wasn’t really thinking this through, which you could understand, and this meant that there was still a chance that you could still talk your way out of this.
“My husband; you’re going to live with me from now and we’ll be together forever and ever, just like how I always dreamed.” Brittany said, doing a little twirl that sent her giant rump jiggling in front of you. You actually flinch as you witness so much junk in her trunk bouncing all at once, every inch of those giant globes of fat becoming exposed as her ill equipped, pink skirt spins up. In those few seconds, you could just barely make out some strawberry print panties, and the only reason you knew that’s what she was wearing was because you could see the back of them just barely sticking out of the top of her crack, since by the time the twirl ended, her front of was facing you and her skirt came back down. You took a wild guess that this was the first time Brittany dressed herself.
“What are you talking about?” taking a break from focusing on her wardrobe, you questioned your ‘wife’ on just where all this was coming from. What you found out was certainly a surprise “Well it’s like I said, I’ve wanted to talk to you for real long time, but I was way too shy. You’ve always looked so cute and tiny, I just couldn’t stand it. Now that you’re here, I want to be yours and make you mine. It’s going to be great.” As the giantess’ suddenly lost herself in a dreamy stare, her cupped hands squishing against one of her round cheeks, you were once more left in shock. Then again, how were you supposed to know Brittany felt this way about you? Admittedly, a part of you did feel like quite the stud for catching so much of a young woman’s affection, but you reminded yourself that this was not a woman. This was just a girl, though admittedly, quite the cute girl.
You really can’t see how Tulip could so harshly criticize Brittany’s looks, then again, you are VERY different than Tulip. Apart from the butt and hips that are so much bigger and developed than the rest of her, the other parts of Brittany could be called cute as a button. That pudgy belly and chubby cheeks only emphasized her natural cuteness and her skin looked baby. Just like you felt, she hadn’t gotten a bust yet, but that white and green striped tank top went great with her cute skirt. Give her a few more years and Brittany was bound develop into quite the lovely lady. Right now though, you don’t want to wait that long.
“Um, Brittany?” as you call out to her, you keep your tiny fingers crossed that this will work. Walking this path was like walking through a landmine, since no girl, no matter what their age, likes disappointment. “What is it, sweety?” she asked, all her precious attention focused solely on you once more as she bent over for a better look. Past her round face, you could see that mammoth sized ass spread out wider than the rest of her and rising into the air. You got lost in that sight briefly, but a quick shake of the head let you get back to the matter at hand, and hope that reason worked with this girl “Listen, I, um…you’re a really nice girl, but don’t you think this happening all really fast? I mean, I hardly know you.”
“Don’t worry, you won’t be going through this alone.” Her smile never wavered, and then suddenly, you found yourself once more swept up into her chubby palm. You grunted as she inadvertently added a lot more pressure, making you wonder how much muscle was underneath the jiggle of those arms.
Then, SPLAT! You were hit right into a puffy cheek, pushed into the cushiony fat that quickly started shifting against you sunken in face as Brittany started rubbing her face against you. Feeling so much flesh as once was rather overwhelming, but it could be worse. It could have been her butt.
As Britanny kept showing you her affection, that one thought one should NEVER even hint at entered you mind “How could this get any worse?” That was when Brittany held you back out so you could see her and she said “My mom’s not here either, which means now we can do all the stuff that she and daddy do in their room.”
She failed to see the look of horror on your face as it all sunk in; this girl was entering puberty.
“My husband; you’re going to live with me from now and we’ll be together forever and ever, just like how I always dreamed.” Brittany said, doing a little twirl that sent her giant rump jiggling in front of you. You actually flinch as you witness so much junk in her trunk bouncing all at once, every inch of those giant globes of fat becoming exposed as her ill equipped, pink skirt spins up. In those few seconds, you could just barely make out some strawberry print panties, and the only reason you knew that’s what she was wearing was because you could see the back of them just barely sticking out of the top of her crack, since by the time the twirl ended, her front of was facing you and her skirt came back down. You took a wild guess that this was the first time Brittany dressed herself.
“What are you talking about?” taking a break from focusing on her wardrobe, you questioned your ‘wife’ on just where all this was coming from. What you found out was certainly a surprise “Well it’s like I said, I’ve wanted to talk to you for real long time, but I was way too shy. You’ve always looked so cute and tiny, I just couldn’t stand it. Now that you’re here, I want to be yours and make you mine. It’s going to be great.” As the giantess’ suddenly lost herself in a dreamy stare, her cupped hands squishing against one of her round cheeks, you were once more left in shock. Then again, how were you supposed to know Brittany felt this way about you? Admittedly, a part of you did feel like quite the stud for catching so much of a young woman’s affection, but you reminded yourself that this was not a woman. This was just a girl, though admittedly, quite the cute girl.
You really can’t see how Tulip could so harshly criticize Brittany’s looks, then again, you are VERY different than Tulip. Apart from the butt and hips that are so much bigger and developed than the rest of her, the other parts of Brittany could be called cute as a button. That pudgy belly and chubby cheeks only emphasized her natural cuteness and her skin looked baby. Just like you felt, she hadn’t gotten a bust yet, but that white and green striped tank top went great with her cute skirt. Give her a few more years and Brittany was bound develop into quite the lovely lady. Right now though, you don’t want to wait that long.
“Um, Brittany?” as you call out to her, you keep your tiny fingers crossed that this will work. Walking this path was like walking through a landmine, since no girl, no matter what their age, likes disappointment. “What is it, sweety?” she asked, all her precious attention focused solely on you once more as she bent over for a better look. Past her round face, you could see that mammoth sized ass spread out wider than the rest of her and rising into the air. You got lost in that sight briefly, but a quick shake of the head let you get back to the matter at hand, and hope that reason worked with this girl “Listen, I, um…you’re a really nice girl, but don’t you think this happening all really fast? I mean, I hardly know you.”
“Don’t worry, you won’t be going through this alone.” Her smile never wavered, and then suddenly, you found yourself once more swept up into her chubby palm. You grunted as she inadvertently added a lot more pressure, making you wonder how much muscle was underneath the jiggle of those arms.
Then, SPLAT! You were hit right into a puffy cheek, pushed into the cushiony fat that quickly started shifting against you sunken in face as Brittany started rubbing her face against you. Feeling so much flesh as once was rather overwhelming, but it could be worse. It could have been her butt.
As Britanny kept showing you her affection, that one thought one should NEVER even hint at entered you mind “How could this get any worse?” That was when Brittany held you back out so you could see her and she said “My mom’s not here either, which means now we can do all the stuff that she and daddy do in their room.”
She failed to see the look of horror on your face as it all sunk in; this girl was entering puberty.
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