This choice: Your form is too thick to be absorbed. You're clearly seen on Stacy's shorts. • Go Back...Chapter #5Working out with the girls by: Derpus   As your vision bounced and jiggled, you briefly caught a glimpse of Mrs. Evans before Stacy turned around to sit on the couch.
"Hold it", Tina said to the redhead, stopping her from taking a seat and preventing you from getting squished again. "It looks like you sat in something. Turn around please?"
The girl was puzzled, but did as she was told anyway. As she turned the other way and looked down at her ass, both she and Mrs. Evans burst with laughter. There, clear as day, was your gooey form, spread across Stacy's bubble butt, only your eyes having managed to reform. "Haha, oops! Sorry about that, Jack", the girl laughed. Mary, however, didn't find it as funny.
"Jackie!", she cried before peeling you off of her friend's bike shorts. "How on earth did you get here?", she asked as she held onto your two-dimensional body.
"Yeah, wasn't he in your room earlier?", her mother asked as they waited for you to reform.
Once you were completely back to normal, Mary sat you in her lap and hugged you like a teddy bear. "So how'd you end up on my butt?", Stacy asked as she sat down with the two of you, wiping the sweat off of her. "Um, sorry again", she said, blushing a bit.
"*sigh* It's alright", you said as you held onto Mary's arms. "It's not your fault. After Mary left the room, Gary took me and poured me into the bike cushion. M-maybe I ought to try learning how to reform faster..."
"Ugh!" Mary set you down and stormed off, hoping to confront her twin brother, but he had apparently locked his door, as you could hear her banging on the door and yelling. After a few minutes of this, she had given up and stomped back into the living room. "Ugh, I can't believe him! And you're still letting him go to the party?", she asked her mother.
"I'm sorry, but I'm going to need help setting everything up. I'll make sure to have some sort of punishment ready for when we get back, though, so don't worry", Mrs. Evans said as she started pedaling on the exercise bike, squeezing in a quick workout before they left for the housewarming party. "You know", Tina said, looking in your direction. "If you stood up for yourself every once in a while, he might pick on you a little less." While your own mother had coddled you a bit more than was necessary, the twins' parents were always trying to get you to 'man up' and stand up for yourself more and not rely on other people to defend you.
"W-well I would, but that might make him even more upset, a-and he's a lot bigger and stronger than me", you stammered. Running into the twins when you were younger was both the best, and worst thing to ever happen to you. Even though you met the girl who would become your girlfriend, her brother was the bane of your existence. Not only had he successfully destroyed your self-esteem, constantly reminding you of how weak you were and how little it took to squash you like a bug, but he made sure to mess with you every chance he got. More than once, you had ended up as their mom's toejam, mixed in with Mary's dessert, or turned into the bully's gum.
Mary then picked you up and sat on the couch. "Mom, it's not his fault he can't defend himself", she said as she gave you a kiss on the forehead. "You'll just have to stick closer to me", she giggled as she hugged you tightly.
"Not too close", Tina said as she hoped off of the exercise bike. "I don't need to see any little squishy babies crawling around any time soon", she said, causing both you and Mary to blush and Stacy to giggle.
"M-mom!", Mary yelled, her face bright red.
"W-we don't do anything, um, dirty, Mrs. Evans", you said. It was true that you and Mary had never actually done anything sexual, but you'd be lying if you had never thought about it.
"I'd hope not", the twins' mother said as she wiped the sweat off her face. "I know you two are close, but sometimes kids your age get certain... urges."
"Ew. Mom. Gross. I'm out of here", Mary said as she set you down. "Stacy, keep an eye out for my brother, I'm gonna take a shower before we head to the party", she said as she left the room, her mother soon leaving as well.
You sigh as you lean back in the large (to you) couch. Neither of you liked talking about stuff like that, both because it was embarrassing, and because you were still pretty young. Just as you're in mid-thought you notice a shadow blocking your vision.
"Oops!~" You soon found yourself back underneath Stacy's plump rear, completely flattened by her weight. "Sorry about that, Jackie", she giggled. Though you knew it wasn't an accident, you weren't upset with her. It's not like she was being mean, she was just messing around.
"*groan* Mmmf rrlrght", you groaned underneath the redhead as she wiggled her her butt into you. She continued to sit there until you heard the shower stop running, after which she got up and allowed you to reform, after which she patted your head and left to go change her clothes, as she wasn't going to the party with the twins. After returning to normal, you're greeted by Mrs. Evans, wearing a simple, tight-fitting purple dress, walking into the living room.
"Well, I guess you should call your mother to pick you up. Unless you want to come along with us", she said.
"Y-you mean to the party?", you asked, a bit surprised.
"You might as well, you're already here. Besides, Marilynn's been wanting to show you these matching outfits she got for the two of you", she said. "But, I know how much your mother worries whenever you're late getting home", she said, as Stacy looked around the corner.
You did want to spend a little bit more time with Mary, and you know how much it makes her happy to see you wear the clothes she picks out for you. Though, you don't know the other people at the party, and Gary might use this chance to mess with you.
Then again, you knew that calling your mom this late might make her upset, if she's even at home. She spends a lot of time next door at the Morrison's house when you aren't at home, though you aren't sure why. Actually, it's more like you don't want to know, given how close she is with Andrew's mom.
Maybe you can catch a ride with Stacy. She does live right across the street from you.
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