“Okay Sammy, I’m going to turn you into a towel and hang you over the fence to watch her!” Shannon confidently proclaimed, clearly proud of the idea she had just come up with. Your eyes widened drastically, and you were about to open your mouth to complain about that terrible idea when your mother slammed her fist onto the bed for emphasis, coincidentally right onto your mouth.
Your lips squashed flat from the impact, your retort dying in your mouth. Shannon, oblivious, continued. “I know Eva has a secret to her success. Our plans might not have worked in the past, but I have a great feeling about this one! I know you’re willing to pitch in too, since you’re a super great son!”
Looking for reassurance to her statement, Shannon glanced down at you and moved her hand. By some truly horrible twist of fate, her hand had crushed your mouth flat into a smile, which your giantess mom immediately misinterpreted as you giving her approval for her plan. Smiling at how considerate and helpful you were, she jumped right into her work, untying the knots she had made with your squishy body earlier that day.
You tried to scream and thrash to let Shannon know this was the absolute last thing you wanted to do to her, but your mouth was still too smooshed to talk, and your barely perceptible movements were easily masked by Shannon shaking and pulling you, busy at work turning you into the perfect shape of a towel she had declared you would be for her plan.
Cursing your fate, you were helpless as Shannon flattened you out across her bed, using some bottles of perfume to keep your corners held down while she stretched and yanked painfully on your gummy-like body, working you into the roughly rectangular shape of a towel. Your face was pulled out to a comical degree, filling up practically one whole side of the towel. Shannon could hardly keep from giggling at how silly you looked, but you didn’t find much amusement in the situation.
It took about ten minutes, but Shannon finally molded you into the proper size and shape to be reasonably confused for a towel. Because of your bodies unique properties, your skin even felt like a towel, albeit a rather warm towel (due to your body heat). Satisfied with her work, Shannon wiped a bit of sweat from her brow and headed downstairs, carrying you along with her.
Stacy was studying in the living room, so Shannon discreetly draped you over her shoulder and scurried past. She knew her daughter might object to her plan, even though you had clearly given your consent (obviously a misunderstanding). Sadly, Stacy didn’t so much as glance up, leaving your fate entirely in your mother’s hands. Your loving sister had no clue what your ditzy mother was doing with you.
Outside in the blistering heat, Shannon was thankfully that neither Eva nor Erin were in their backyard. As quickly as she could, she flipped you over the fence separating the two backyards, letting your face look out onto Eva’s side. She bent down near your face and stroked your towel-shaped body soothingly.
“Thanks again for being so willing to help me out like this Sammy. It means a lot to me.” She planted a soft kiss on what she thought was your head, but was actually your back. “I’ll get you back in a little while. Tell me everything you find out about her then!”
Without another word, Shannon strolled off, humming a little tune as she headed back inside her house. Left outside under the blisteringly hot sun, you could only hang where Shannon had left you, and stare straight ahead. You noted a numerous amount of clothing items hanging from lines across the backyard, no doubt drying off after a run through the washing machine. Even from your peripheral vision, you could…see…that…
The world came crashing down around you so fast it almost physically hurt. Lying across the fence to your left and right were about six other towels, all roughly the same length and color as you were. You mentally screamed and screamed, begging your mother to come back out of the house and grab you this very instant, because this situation had just entered very threatening territory. The writing was on the wall.
Sadly, your premonition of danger came to pass, with no salvation in sight. Eva’s daughter Erin strolled out of their house a minute later, two empty baskets in her hands. The black-haired athletic giantess was quite visibly her mother’s daughter, having inherited all of Eva’s supermodel traits. Her curvy, youthful body was bounding with energy, and it was hard to keep your eyes off of her (though fear had a bit to do with that). You almost wondered if she could keep being a successful athlete in the future if she matured and developed like her mother had.
Erin set the baskets down and took all of the clothes off of the line, dumping them all into one singular basket. She then grabbed up a few floor mats and wash cloths, letting them fall into the second basket. Lastly, she casually strolled over to you and the other towels lined up on the fence, filling up more and more of your vision as you approached.
Your body tensed up, sweating both from the heat of the sun and the terror welling up inside of you. Erin went down the line, folding the towels and dropping them into the second basket, which was clearly destined for their bathroom. When she finally reached you, she seemed to pay you no mind, sweeping you into her arms and folding your backside underneath your head.
Just before she dropped you unceremoniously into the basket, she finally truly made eye contact with you, and tilted her head a bit in confusion. A frown grew on her face, and she tentatively traced her finger along your face, her sharp nail drawing a line across your skin. Her succulent lips (inherited from her mother) parted as she finally spoke.
What does she say?
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