Moving on...
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
nrawk
You knew this could only end poorly, but you didn't suspect it would ever get this bad. Ever since that day your wife gave you to your daughter, Jenny refused to give you back. Anytime you tried to talk to her, Jenny would step on you, sit on you, or just eat you to make you be quiet. In her eyes, you belonged to her now, so you had to listen to her... and it didn't take too long for you to do so. She already had a few... inappropriate ideas from spying on you and your wife in the bedroom, but as she go older and experimented with you more and more, she got more and more creative with her 'punishments'. Days to weeks, weeks to months and months to years, you haven't shared a bed with anyone other than your daughter for over a decade now!
Angela has tried repeatedly to get you back too, but Jenny quickly learned she could shit her down easily. Your wife also seemed to be more preoccupied with your son too. She had pulled him out of school before he got out of elementary after a girl tried to take him home with her... and the teacher gave him a suspicious amount of unsupervised detentions, in her panties... and the lunch lady 'accidentally' mixed him into mashed potatoes... and a laundry list of other incidents. Most days you're graced to be allowed to see her, you can see Jet's silhouette sticking out from her breasts, usually around her nipple.
However, today was the last real chance Angela would have to convince Jenny to give you back, as your daughter was accepted into a university on the other side of the country... for an eight year course! You've already spent almost as much time with your daughter as you have dating and married to your wife before you became Jenny's doll. Another eight and...
"Jenny, sweetie. Be reasonable. Please, your father and I are married. You can't take him from me like this." All the property that she was taking with her already packed and shipped, Jenny rolled her eyes as her mother tried, once again, to go back on her word. "Don't you want your parents to be happy?"
"Dad's perfectly happy with me, Mom. He loves it in my belly. Besides, you seem to be plenty happy with Jet." Poking the protrusion that her twin made in their mother's top, Jenny quickly pinched the fabric and pulled it away from him, catching the tiny teen as he fell out the bottom of Angela's shirt. "See ya, little bro. Take care of Mom, okay." Nuzzling her brother into her cheek, she gave him a kiss and smiled.
"I will, take care of Dad." Having grown up as he did, Jet didn't have the kind of confidence to question what normal-size people did to him. In fact, he listened to them unquestioningly and happily.
Rubbing her rear, Jenny felt you squirm a bit in her rectum. "I will. He's mine forever and ever after all." Looking to your wife as she declared ownership of you, she smirked as Angela back down before saying anything.
Taking Jet back from your daughter, Angela hugged Jenny good-bye. "Sorry, Steve. Take care of our daughter." She whispered, pulling out the waistband of her skirt and panties to drop Jet into. At least she had someone to satisfy her in her husband's place...
Entering the passenger side of your younger sister's car, Jenny smiled to her aunt and fastened her seat belt.
"Okay Jenny," Tulip said once she was ready, "it's time...
Angela has tried repeatedly to get you back too, but Jenny quickly learned she could shit her down easily. Your wife also seemed to be more preoccupied with your son too. She had pulled him out of school before he got out of elementary after a girl tried to take him home with her... and the teacher gave him a suspicious amount of unsupervised detentions, in her panties... and the lunch lady 'accidentally' mixed him into mashed potatoes... and a laundry list of other incidents. Most days you're graced to be allowed to see her, you can see Jet's silhouette sticking out from her breasts, usually around her nipple.
However, today was the last real chance Angela would have to convince Jenny to give you back, as your daughter was accepted into a university on the other side of the country... for an eight year course! You've already spent almost as much time with your daughter as you have dating and married to your wife before you became Jenny's doll. Another eight and...
"Jenny, sweetie. Be reasonable. Please, your father and I are married. You can't take him from me like this." All the property that she was taking with her already packed and shipped, Jenny rolled her eyes as her mother tried, once again, to go back on her word. "Don't you want your parents to be happy?"
"Dad's perfectly happy with me, Mom. He loves it in my belly. Besides, you seem to be plenty happy with Jet." Poking the protrusion that her twin made in their mother's top, Jenny quickly pinched the fabric and pulled it away from him, catching the tiny teen as he fell out the bottom of Angela's shirt. "See ya, little bro. Take care of Mom, okay." Nuzzling her brother into her cheek, she gave him a kiss and smiled.
"I will, take care of Dad." Having grown up as he did, Jet didn't have the kind of confidence to question what normal-size people did to him. In fact, he listened to them unquestioningly and happily.
Rubbing her rear, Jenny felt you squirm a bit in her rectum. "I will. He's mine forever and ever after all." Looking to your wife as she declared ownership of you, she smirked as Angela back down before saying anything.
Taking Jet back from your daughter, Angela hugged Jenny good-bye. "Sorry, Steve. Take care of our daughter." She whispered, pulling out the waistband of her skirt and panties to drop Jet into. At least she had someone to satisfy her in her husband's place...
Entering the passenger side of your younger sister's car, Jenny smiled to her aunt and fastened her seat belt.
"Okay Jenny," Tulip said once she was ready, "it's time...
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