“I think mom has the right idea. A private massage sounds great!” You exclaimed excitedly. Stacy looked down at you, evidently unsure of your choice.
“You sure about this, Sam? It kind of seems like you’re, well, asking to get squished.” Stacy did have a point to be fair. There were a number of ways this could go very wrong, but after years of your body being crushed flat by your family members (mostly your mother) you felt like it would be a nice change of pace to be intentionally massaged.
“Yeah I’m sure, thanks for looking out for me, Stacy, but I’ll be fine.” Stacy didn’t look fully convinced, but ultimately she didn’t want to tell you what to do so she responded, “Okay Sam, sounds good to me” before grabbing you off of the side of the bed you were standing on. Quickly, Stacy walked out of your guys’ room and headed towards the elevator. Stacy held you on her palm facing up, which you appreciated as it was among your favorite places to be held. At the very least it was better than the usual cleavage ride, back pocket seat, or purse plunge that your mom seemed to prefer carrying you in. Soon enough you two reached the front desk of the massage zone, a beautifully decorated wing designed to look as peaceful as possible.
“Hey there, my name is Stacy Reynolds, I’m staying in room 308 and I was wondering if you had two free slots open for personal massages right now?” Stacy asked the receptionist, a woman you noted to be rather stunning, but in a somewhat reserved way. She typed briefly for a moment before responding,
“Looks like we do! I’m assuming one is for you, and what’s the name of the second person?” Stacy extended her palm directly towards the receptionist and said, “Sam, my brother.” The receptionist glanced down at Stacy’s hand and gasped, she hadn’t even noticed your tiny self until that moment. She remained speechless for a moment, confused by what and who exactly was looking up at her before Stacy spoke up,
“I know, I know. To answer any questions, yes he really is a human and my brother. He’s just one inch tall. Do you think you have any masseuses who could work on him?” The receptionist thought for a few more seconds before her training kicked in. In reality she wasn’t sure how a masseuse would handle massaging such a tiny person, but she didn’t want to lose out on the commission of selling two private massages. So after a moment the receptionist responded, “Sure thing! That won’t be a problem!” She then proceeded to type for a few more seconds before looking up.
“Just take a left down this hall, Sam will go to room 11 and you can go to room 12! Your masseuses will join each of you soon. Enjoy your massages.” Stacy thanked the receptionist for being so flexible despite the strange situation then began walking down the hallway. After a minute Stacy reached your room and opened the door. The room was decorated elegantly, with tons of candles dimly lighting the space and a fountain in the corner providing some background noise. Stacy glanced around the room before settling on the padded massage table laid out in the center. She strolled over and lowered her hand, allowing you to hop off.
“Okay, Sam, I think this is gonna be great. I’ll see you after we’re done?” She said down warmly.
“Yep, sounds great, sis” you responded. Stacy held up her fist, utterly massive compared to you, and you bumped it as hard as you could. You couldn’t really tell if Stacy could feel it when you guys first bumped but it made you feel good regardless, Stacy smiled at you one last time before turning around and walking out of the room, shutting the door behind her.
A few minutes past of you waiting around on this gigantic, yet comfy table, before the door opened. The light from the outside hallway blinded you slightly compared to the dimly lit room, but you could make out the figure of a women heading straight towards you. Was it....
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