Chapter #5Far away to Family by: matthias   (Chapter originally by Kentwolf)
As you slowly drift back into a sore but concious state, you realise its still pitch black. Your body is bouncing around as if the box that contain you is being carried somewhere, but why has Rio still got you in a box? You would have thought by now she would have put you to use, but all you can do is listen to the muffled sounds from inside your box and feel the vibrations of movement. There is a slamming sound before you feel weightless and then are dropped. More muffled sounds and more sounds of things being thrown down as you try to make sense of it all. However you soon heard a sound you did recognise, muffled or not, it was the sound of a plane's engines starting up. That added to your confusion and panic, but piecing together what you could figure out, you realised that you were on a plane, likely in a cargo compartment. Given your odd angle and the sounds of other thuds before, you realise you must be in a sack of parcels, among other sacks of parcels. Rio wasn't keeping you, she must have wanted the towel made for a gift and had shipped you off! Now how was your mother going to get you back?
There was nothing you could do as you listened to the sounds of take off and the flight, your sack sliding across the floor as the plane banked slowly in the air during its trip. You had no idea where you were being shipped off to, or to whom, but if it was going by plane then it wouldn't be anywhere nearby. You might never see your family again, you might never see anyone who knew you were a person ever again. Whoever got you would just think you were a tinex towel and treat you as such.
By the time you had landed and were likely being sent to some sorting office to be shipped to your final destination, you were mentally numb. You couldn't think of a way out of this, your body was not moving, the dye and possible coating of Full Length had you keeping your new towel shape perfectly. For all you knew, you were on the other side of the world from your family and girlfriend, trapped in the form of an object.
You don't know how long you were in transit but eventually you heard the muffled sound of a doorbell, then a muffled womans voice, a few moments later you heard your box being cut open and light appeared, momentarily blinding you before a soft hand reached in and pulled you out. As your vision came back you were stunned to see your Aunt Cass looking you over, a smile on her face as one of her hands stroked your soft surface.
"Oh this is lovely" She said in a giddy tone, she reached down to your box and pulled out a note you had been lying on.
"Hey Cass," She read out loud to herself, unaware she wasn't alone.
"You always said your sister makes nice stuff but you never ordered anything from her incase it was your nephew. Well this towel is one hundred percent real Tinex, so enjoy it for a long time. Your friend, Rio. P.S, your sister thinks she made this for me so keep it between us" She laughed as you listened to Rio unknowingly seal your fate with your aunt. Putting away the note she smiled at you again, before draping you over one arm and carrying you off to her bedroom.
She unceremoniously tosses you on to the bed as she opens her huge walk in closet. From a weird, crumpled position you can see her with one eye as she begins to strip out of her outfit, you try to close your eyes but thanks to all that you have been put through, you can't move your vision at all. So you watch as your aunt strips naked and then picks out a red bikini that matches the colour tone of your current form. Slipping into a pair of sandals, she scoops you back up, flips you over a shoulder and grabs a bottle of sun lotion. Though all you can see is her back as you swing from her motions, slapping gently against her back over and over as she walks.
As she walks, you begin to hear a lot of people and the sound of the ocean. She has taken you to the nearby beach. Its confirmed when she pulls you from her shoulder and flips you out, letting you catch a glimpse of the busy beach, before being laid out with your back to the burning hot sand. You silently cry out in pain, while also being blinded by the sun right above you, still unable to close your eyes. Thankfully it doesn't take long for your aunt to block it out with her impressive assets as she crouches over you, smoothing you out on the sand before turning away.
As she turns her back to you, its obvious why, her bikini clad ass rushing towards you and smashing down on your lower half. Her ass now pressing you harder into the hot sand, you realise that you are in for a long day, which is likely to be the first of many due to your aunts obliviousness to your true identity. You watch from behind your aunt as she covers herself with lotion calmly, before shifting slightly and laying back. As she presses her head between your eyes and gets comfortable for a relaxing tan on the beach, you realise with horror that your mouth is open, open and stretched wide. You can taste the lotion on your aunt Cass's back as she lay on you, her impressive figure being molded in the sand under you as she got comfortable.
With her hair over your eyes, you couldn't see but at least the sun wouldn't blind you for hours as you lay there. Unable to do anything, you could simply take in your aunts shape as it pressed into you, the lotion and faint sweat pressed against your hidden tongue. Cass dozed, enjoying the comfort of the tinex towel she now owned, unaware of the discomfort she was causing, while you listened to the sound of other people laughing and enjoying their lives like people, while you lay here as a towel.
With your aunt having the figure she did, the only break in the monotony of your discomfort were the times people came up to either boldly or shyly hit on Cass, but none of them were successful. You had no idea what these people looked like as your aunts hair filled your vision and she didn't even bother to get up, but it was comforting to know other people had bad luck, even if yours was a billion times more severe.
Eventually Cass turned over and rested her head on her arms, her chest now pressed into you and her arms pressing down hard on your eyes, she had a lovely, relaxing time at the beach while her towel silently cried in discomfort and mental anguish. Once she had enough, she simply stood up, brushed herself off, picked you from the ground and shook you out to dislodge any sand, before simply tossing you over her shoulder and heading back to her home.
Once there, you found your world turned upside down as she draped you over the towel rail in her bathroom and turned off the light, leaving you alone to contemplate your new position in life. You heard the faint sounds of her moving around, some TV and eventually, nothing, as she must have gone to bed. You wondered how you would get out of this situation, or was this truly to be your life from now on? Used as nothing more than a towel for your gorgeous aunt as she lived her life to the full?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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