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Rated: E · Interactive · Erotica · #2200726
You are a one foot tall guy about to meet the family of his regular sized fiancé!
This choice: See what Sophie is going to do in her swimsuit  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

Putting on a Show (Part One)

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There were quite a few possibilities as to what to do now that you were finally meeting your fiancée’s family. However, what mattered to you most at this moment in time was making a good first impression with her siblings and mother. The key step to that was establishing relationships, so you knew you needed to spend time getting to know each of the Smalls women. As much as you wanted to roll around in bed with Cassie, getting her family’s approval for marriage came first.

As to who you wanted to hang out with first, your mind immediately jumped to Sophie, Cassie’s younger sister. Something about her bubbly and energetic personality really refreshed you after hours driving in the car. That, and you were intrigued by what little Cassie had said about her. She was apparently some sort of “Instagram influencer”, though you had no idea what that meant. They didn’t exactly make cell phones for foot tall people, so you were a bit behind the times.

You weren’t able to catch Sophie in time though, as she was already heading out of the living room and towards the staircase. You made a mental note of how entirely revealing her swimsuit was as she swayed up the stairs, but purely for academic purposes. You had eyes of love only for Cassie. That didn’t mean you couldn’t acknowledge the beauty of her sisters and mother, but you weren’t going to perv out and spy on any of them.

Jumping off from the table, you caught a wry smile from your fiancée. Wordlessly, you gestured around the room, signaling your desire to explore the house. Catching your silent meaning, Cassie nodded, blew you a kiss, and turned back to talking with her mother. You walked along the carpet, farther from the two women and closer to the staircase to the second floor.

As you approached the stairs, Maddie came bounding through the hallway, basketball tucked under her arm, and her other hand grasping a sports drink. You gave her a quick wave, but her eyes were locked squarely ahead of her, towards the front door. It took your last second reflexes to throw yourself to the side and just barely avoid her well-worn sneaker slamming you flat as she ran past.

It was a bit harrowing, to be honest, but the moment passed in a second. Resuming your slow but methodical climb up the stairs, you realized that it wasn’t entirely fair to expect Cassie’s family to adapt to your one-foot tall presence. A person like you wasn’t exactly common place, and the giantesses of this house had lived their whole lives not paying mind to what lie beneath them. Quietly though, you did hope that accidents involving you and them would grow few and far between as time passed, if fate was kind.

The second floor was still a mystery to you, just a hallway and a line of doors. Thankfully, the door covered in bright pink posters and a small strip of neon lights clearly signified Sophie’s bedroom. Better still, the door was slightly ajar, so after crossing the hallway and wiping some sweat from your brow, you slipped into her room quietly, hoping to not disturb her.

Immediately, you cursed yourself for not knocking, and felt like a foolish, inconsiderate clod. Sophie, still clad in only her swimsuit, was posing by her computer on her desk. She was leaning over her desk chair, accentuating her breasts and highlighting the shape of her ass. From the reflection in her monitor, you could see a happy-go-lucky smile on her face as she snapped a picture of herself with her cell phone.

You were a bit awestruck, a mix of confusion over the strange situation, appreciation for how stunning she really was, and embarrassment at her flirty photo shoot. You couldn’t wrangle out a greeting…at least until Sophie backed further up for another picture, dainty feet sliding across the carpet and threatening to steamroll over you. Your words came back to you in an instant, and you nearly screamed out.

“SOPHIE! HEY, HELLO, WATCH OUT!” You blurted out. Predictably, Sophie let out a cute squeal and spun around, glancing about in confusion before looking down and spotting you. Her fear morphed instantly into flustered happiness, and she spared you a big smile.

“O-oh, hi Jake! You scared me, little guy!” Sophie grinned. She bent over at the waist, lowering herself to your level. The shadow her body cast over you gave you a slight shiver, even though you chastised yourself for being afraid of your future sister-in-law. You also chastised yourself for your wandering eyes, but her flimsy bikini just accentuated her curves so much, and her boobs were nearly dangling right over you.

It wasn’t hard to see the family resemblance between Cassie and Sophie. Though dyed blonde, her silky, wavy hair had the exact same consistency as your fiancée’s, as did her fair skin and attractive face. Younger than Cassie, Sophie was a bit less developed than her older sister and mother, but more than well on her way. As previously noted, her chest was still nothing to scoff at, nor were her legs and butt. The pink sparkly bikini, though not a G-string, still left little to the imagination.

“S-sorry for scaring you, Sophie.” You replied meekly. “Just wanted to…see what you were up to.”

Sophie beamed. “Oh my gosh, that’s super nice of you! You’re just the cutest, friendliest little guy I’ve ever seen. Also, I guess, the only! Hee hee!” The giggly blonde paused to laugh for a second, and you couldn’t help but smile at her infectious attitude, even if her word usage was a little bit concerning. It was almost as if she was viewing you like a little kid, but maybe she was just struggling to fully cope with your existence.

You glanced around her stylishly pink and pop music influenced room. “So, uh, Cassie tells me you’re a…influencer, or something?”

Sophie’s eyes sparkled. “Yeah yeah yeah! That’s me! Basically, I spend my days snapping pics of myself and chatting online with my followers. I’ve got a lot of fans.” Sophie gushed. “That’s what this outfit is for. Some cute lil pics before my stream.” Your giantess sister-in-law tugged at her bikini for emphasis, slightly jostling her perky breasts.

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