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You are a one foot tall guy about to meet the family of his regular sized fiancé!
This choice: You're left behind on the chair, as Cassie comes in to check her email!  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

You're left behind on the chair, as Cassie ...

    by: Kentwolf Author IconMail Icon
You felt the cool air hit you as Kimberly stood up, your body molded into an ass print as you were left behind on the chair. You thought she would peel you off now the task was done, but she simply left your line of sight, which was somewhat limited due to your current position and you heard her footsteps head to the door before the light turned out and the door was closed. You lay there in the darknness, staring up at the dark ceiling, the light from behind the curtains allowing some things to be seen, though you could only seee the edge of the desk and the blank ceiling above you. Trying to look around, you realised you had been squashed so flat, your eyes wouldn't budge. You couldn't blink, nor could you move your eyes to look around. You tried to call out only to find your flattened, open mouth was equally squashed, you couldnn't move your tongue and the only sound you could make was a very, very faint rush of air.

Trying to reform, you could feel the old cushion you were pressed against tightly pinch at yyou, all the old cracks in the fabric and gaps pressed full of tiny bits of you, actinng like velcro to keep you in place. Reforming from this would be very slow without help. Your thoughts were interupted however, when the door suddenly opened and the light turned back on. You thought for a moment that Kimberly had come back to help you, but instead, you saw your beautiful Fiance come into your field of vision. You mentally smiled happily, waiting for her to notice you, but alas, she didn't even glance down at the cushion that held you prisoner as she booted back up her mothers computer.

Your glee turned to terror as you saw her jean short clad ass swing above you before it came rushing down. It impacted into your body and you felt her rub he jeans against you as she shifted a little to get comfortable. After the long trip, she thought she should check her emails while you were off about the house introducing yourself to her family. She had no idea you were currently under her perfectly shaped buttocks. Cassie took her time, flicking through her emails, typing up responses or deleting the junk mail. She shifted every now and then subconciously, you could feel your features being smeared with each movement as the rough jean fabric scratched at you.

Once she was done with her emails, she browsed social media for a while and looked at some clothing websites. She saw Sophie walking past and called her in,
"Hey Soph, what do you think of this skirt" She asked, getting her sister to come in and browse with her. You could hear them discuss clothes as they browsed together, Cassie sitting with Sophie crouched for a while before Cassie suddenly scraped right across you, sliding to the side to make space for Sophie to sit down on the chair with her. Sophies warm flesh suddenly slammed down on half of you, muffling the world more as they shopped casually.

Eventually though, the girls had their fill of online shopping and stood up, first Sophie, then Cassie. You were finally free of weight, but staring up you found your vision very fuzzy, barely able to make out shapes of Sophie and Cassie, your features so smeared you looked practically like a tan cushion. As Cassie went to leave, she knocked her phone off the desk. She crouched down to pick it up and glanced at the cushion, she saw the edges of the top part seemed to be peeling loose from the rest of the cushion...
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