This choice: the girls notice but can't seperate you from the mat • Go Back...Chapter #5A Floor Mat Gift by: Unknown Mary, Stacy, and Emma all continue to whip and beat you, swinging their dust beaters at you relentlessly. You felt like breaking down into sobs, if only your flattened body was capable of that. All you could do was hang there and take it, as by now you had practically become the floor mat. You began to think that you might be a floor mat the rest of your life, and would only ever be treated as such.
Just then, Mary cried out in surprise, and she stumbled backwards. Stacy and Emma were so startled that they almost dropped their dust beaters.
“What the heck Mary?” Emma exclaimed, rushing over to check on Mary. Stacy continued to whip you.
“The floor mat!” Mary screamed, running up and knocking the dust beater out of Stacy’s hands. She pointed to you. “It’s turned red and pink!”
“So?” Stacy wondered.
“This isn’t a floor mat! It’s Jackie!” Mary cried. Stacy and Emma gasped, and then realized that it was the truth. They quickly unhooked you from the clothes line, and dropped you onto the ground. They began to furiously try to peel your body away, to separate you from the floor mat. Unfortunately, you were far too stuck by this point, and you would require quite a bit of time in order to reform.
This fact hardly bothered you though. You were on cloud nine with the fact that your girlfriend had actually noticed you and saved you from any further torment. You loved her so much. Meanwhile, the girls had decided to rush inside to ask your mom for help in returning you to normal. What they didn’t know was that your mom was already outside.
Trish walked around the back of her house, and saw you lying on the ground. She smiled, pleased that the girl’s had done such a good job cleaning you. She sauntered over to you, and picked you up, holding you in her arms. You had never been so terrified to see your mom in your life. You thought you had been saved, but now the only woman who didn’t know it was you was going to ruin everything.
“Good as new!” Trish chuckled, rubbing her hands over your body. “You’ll make the perfect gift now! Tina was just talking about wanting a new floor mat!” Your eyes mentally widened at this news, and you tried your hardest to wiggle and squirm, but it was useless. Your mom carried you out to her car, and tossed you inside. With that, she started to drive off to Tina’s house. Mary was still inside your own home, and therefore your only chance at rescue was gone.
Trish reached Tina’s house, and walked up to the front door carrying you. Tina answered the door, and the two women shared a brief hug. Your body was slightly crushed between their thighs as they embrace. When the hug ended, your mom held you out to Tina.
“You said you wanted a new floor mat, so here you go!” Trish proclaimed. Tina giggled, and grabbed you from your mom.
“Thanks a bunch Trish.” Tina smiled. “You didn’t have to do this for me.” Trish waved goodbye, and started walking back to her car. Tina closed the door, and then set you down on the carpet in front of the door, roughly the same position you had occupied in your own home. Basically, you were back to square one, except now you were stuck in your girlfriend’s house, and not your own. It would be even harder to be rescued now!
A few hours passed by slowly, with nothing happening at all. Tina passed by you several times, but you could do nothing but stare at her long legs walk by. Gary even passed once, and he didn’t even recognize you. You cursed your mother for being so helpful to people, but you realized how dumb that sounded. Your current situation was really no one’s fault except for you own.
Just then, the front door swung open, and someone began to walk inside. The question was, who is it?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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