This choice: She commands you to start wiggling • Go Back... Wilma was of course having a good time, and Betty could see it on her best friend's face. The giantess was wearing a large smile on her face as she rested back.
Both of the women started to drink coffee back and forth.
They were laughing and having fun with each other, both of them so excited at you down below.
Speaking of which, you were getting sat on. You were unable to move as Wilma had you plastered down. The stone underneath you and a housewife ass above you.
All you could really do is squirm around awkwardly under her, but once that became evident that it was useless you went ahead and stopped.
You stopped your moving and five minutes later Wilma started to miss that more and more. She looked her way down to her rear.
“What’s wrong Wilma?” Betty asked.
“Oh it isn’t anything you could really do, but the guy under my butt?” She gave out a playful giggle as she knew what she wanted to do. “Do you think you can go ahead and wiggle for me?”
The cavewoman wants you to go and squirm under her. Almost like the giantess was thinking what you were thinking as well she giggled.
“Don’t worry.” She said down to you. “I know you can’t get out, I mean you are so weak and pathetic it’s not like you can. I just want to feel you squirming cause you felt so good.”
That was the reason why! You were tempted not to do it cause oh how degrading that actually was. That being said the wives held all of the power at the moment and you did not. You gotta do what they want regardless of your own choice.
You go ahead and squirm just like Wilma wanted. Moving your way around under her ass as she got more excited.
“Oh... that’s a good little man.” She said wiggling her finger down to you. Of course, you couldn’t see this as her ass was forced down onto you. Betty giggled at her friend as clearly the two of them were enjoying each other.
Wiggling under Wilma, it was... well it was boring and tiring for you. At the very least the giantess enjoyed every action that you were giving her.
“So what do you plan to do with him?” Betty wondered just wanting to know.
“I’m starting to feel more like this. It’s quite the change for our husbands. He’s small, he has to listen and he’s young.”
“My Barney is all three of those things.” Betty giggled as the giantesses both let out a laugh.
Wilma didn’t give it a thought, but as she felt your actions maybe that’s why she was so turned on. You were the opposite of her Fred. Small, has to listen to her, young, athletic, and cute.
“Well, I plan on making him treat me since Fred it out. I love his touch.”
The wives chuckle. “Well, can you at the very least lend him to me every now and then?” Betty said as Wilma was very okay with doing just that.
You were under Wilma’s ass for what felt like hours until she eventually got up. Well, not get up actually, she just lifted one side of her ass and ordered you to “Come on out now.”
Listening you move your way out from under her, laying next to her on the couch as you were tired.
“T-That was so long, and I wiggled the entire time. Can I get a drink please?”
“A drink,” Wilma got a bit of a nasty idea flowing into her mind. She could go ahead and spit on you? that would be a drink.
But she wouldn’t do something that mean... at least not in front of her friend Betty. Wilma pinched you as you were taken and placed down onto Betty’s lap.
“You look after him while I get a drink.” Wilma walked out as you just laid down on Betty’s dress.
You go ahead and start to get up but the giantess instead lowered you down and forced you to relax.
“Don’t you worry, you can take a break? I would say you’ve earned it. Did you wiggle that entire time under Wilma?”
“Y-Yeah... you know, cause I got told to.”
Betty gave out a giggle. “I wish my Barney would listen as good as you.” You were getting a lot of that lately. Before you could start a conversation with Betty. Her finger came and rubbed against you. Caressing you like one might a pet. “Why don’t you take a little rest, okay?” She said as she kept rubbing her finger against you.
You could feel this and if you were going, to be honest it was relaxing. Even if she was rubbing her finger against you like a pet. “Y-Yeah... I might just do that.” You say closing your eyes and laying on her lap.
Betty giggled at the cute sight she was getting. This could not be better, getting a little man like you. Wilma and herself were no doubt lucky.
“I got him some water. I got it from Dino’s bowl.” Wilma said holding a glass as she came over though, she saw Betty rubbing you with her finger. “Oh my, is he asleep?”
“Asleep?” Betty perked up as she took a closer look, stopping her petting. “Oh he really is, that is so adorable!” Betty laughed.
While Wilma didn’t want you to be sleeping, she wanted you awake. You were a lot more fun when you were awake.
“Let’s wake him up,” Wilma said revealing her plan.
“Actually, let’s let him sleep. He’s done enough today and we can continue tomorrow. I don’t mind talking to you for a little bit before I go home.”
Wilma looked at her friend and wasn’t sure what to do. She wanted you awake, but like Betty said they can just do it tomorrow. Maybe it would be best to let you sleep?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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