This choice: Cindy's friends come to visit • Go Back...Chapter #5Cindy's friends come to visit by: yt1989   Once your shower was over Cindy carried you back to the bedroom. As she stood you up on the bed in front of her and began to dry you off you realize this was one of those days she was being extra patronizing with you. It didn’t happen all the time but you did notice she often blurred the line the between husband and child, part of you wondered if she had some sort of fetish for your small size. Or maybe she was just eager to have kinds. Either way you had little choose but to shut up and accept this humiliation from your admittedly much stronger wife. Sure enough once you were dried off she began to dress you too, all the while chatting to you as if nothing was out of place.
Just then the doorbell rang.
“Oh goody!” Cindy squealed lifting you up into her arms “that’ll be Claire and Stacy!”
You let out a sigh as you realized you’d be spending the day with your wife’s ditzy friends. You knew for a fact that Claire didn’t like you, and you always seemed to end up in a compromising situation when she was around. Meanwhile Stacy was absolutely baby obsessed, she was a bit of a tragic character never to have children of her own but she brooded hard over any children she did see… and despite you being an adult that often included you too! You shuddered thinking about the time your wife had gone out of town but asked Stacy to help out around the house. For that entire week you were helplessly treated like a baby for every waking moment, despite your objections Stacy didn’t seem to realize how much you hated her carrying you, feeding you, bathing you! She’d even play with you, bouncing you on her knee! You decided not to tell Cindy about it just in case she got the wrong idea, but every time you were around Stacy (inevitably you’d end up in her arms or on her lap) it filled you with shame thinking about what you went through with her.
“Oooh please remember to be nice!” Cindy said noticing your less than thrilled expression as she carried you into the sitting room and sat you down on your massive and expensive designer couch. She knew you didn’t like spending time around her friends.
“I will, I will” you call out as she left the room to go answer the door.
Moments later as both women walked into the sitting room you got a good look up at their intimidating bodies. Claire had a slightly larger frame, at about 5’8 tall she wasn’t chubby but not skinny either. She was curvy, with a large bosom and round shapely ass. She hit the gym pretty regularly and it could show in the grey sports bra and pair of pink leggings she was wearing. Meanwhile Stacy, in a cute plaid skirt and low cut top today was slimmer with more gentle curves, but was still much bigger than you at 5’6. Both were admittedly very attractive.
You immediately went to say hi, but before you knew it Claire was heading straight for where you were sitting. It all happened so fast, you were sitting there on the couch in plain view, when all of a sudden Claire’s massive frame was towering over you. You could swear she looked even at you as she made her way over but you couldn’t be sure. As she quickly spun around, your entire field of vision was obscured by her massively round rear end.
“Hey, Claire, wait a minute!” you called out but that didn’t seem to stop her at all. As her massive pert ass lowered down onto you, you were filled with fear seeing how tightly the leggings were pulled over body, almost skin tight, giving you a view of every little curve… and the massive crack in the middle was coming straight for you. Your entire world became a vision of pink. As each cheek crashed down on either side of you, you found yourself square in the centre of her ass as it engulfed your whole body, crushing you into the soft surface of the couch below.
As you were squeezed in between Claire’s rear end and your own couch you could swear she did this on purpose! She was always looking for ways to make your life a living hell. You tried to call out to either her or you wife to help but each time you tried you just got a mouthful of her legging covered ass. You tried to wiggle your body as much as possible, in the faint hope that if this was an accident at least feeling your moment would alert Claire that you were trapped under her and she’d willingly release you. But no such luck.
As soon as Claire felt you squirm, she began shifting in her seat. Moving her forward and back, side to side, grinding your body down. You were overwhelmed with equal parts shame and pain as her ass continued shift, slowly crushing you under Claire’s overwhelming size and weight. You couldn’t believe the humiliation of it all. This was your house! You’re a powerful wealthy man! This stupid bimbo has no right to treat you like this!
But as much as you oppose you knew your tiny body was helpless to resist against even a girl like Claire.
What happens next?
Eventually found when your wife notices you’re missing (how does she feel about you get up and personal with her friend’s backside?)
Claire somehow makes things worse for you (either under her butt or in another compromising situation)
Other option? Maybe you end up with Stacy next?
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