Upon reflection, you realized that it had actually been a little bit since you'd last spent time hanging out with your daughters. In a normal, wholesome way, at least. Just last week you'd spent an extended bit of time being crushed under Riley's ass as an unnoticed speck on an exercise bike at Focused Fitness, and just a few days ago you'd endured far more humiliation than you would've liked during one of Juli's livestreams, where she took suggestions from her fans in terms of how she wanted to cover you in makeup. Being slathered in all that makeup...well, it brought back some less-than-pleasant memories of one of your younger sister's particularly awful pranks involving a certain anime convention.
The last time you'd just spent time being around your daughters without a mishap befalling you? You couldn't even remember it, which was both sad and also the motivation you needed to decide that spending time with them today was what you wanted to do.
After taking a brief trip to the bathroom to freshen up and get yourself ready (although, of course, at your size a 'brief trip' was still thirty minutes), you returned to the kitchen and found your daughters busying themselves with preparing to decorate and bake gingerbread cookies.
They'd both changed clothes, now representing the typical holiday spirit of Christmas. Riley was wearing tight candycane-patterned leggings, while Juli had on a typically scandalous miniskirt bright red in color, and hemmed with little fluffy snowflakes. Both girls were also wearing some holiday sweaters merchandised by the Fair Tiny Treatment Foundation, which Jenna herself had designed. They had the words 'Fair Tiny Treatment Foundation' emboldened across the top, then a minimalist drawing of an unaffected woman proudly holding up a tiny, then the words 'Merry Christmas' across the bottom. The sweaters were warm, fuzzy, and rather form-hugging, making them a popular item.
Of course, you couldn't help but notice that Juli had made alterations to her sweater, cutting out a swath of fabric to reveal her cleavage, no doubt to take more tantalizing photos for her social media adorers. You couldn't help but read into it a bit, the exact area that Juli had cut out, as her sweater now was missing the words 'Fair Tiny Treatment', and the tiny being held by the unaffected was missing, making her sweater look more like an exclusively unaffected-focused design.
Surely just a coincidental accident.
Regardless, you headed further into the kitchen, and shouted up for your daughters' attentions.
"Hey! Girls! Need any help with--" You began.
Any further words were forcibly knocked out of your system as Juli took an unexpected step backwards, and crushed you under her socked heel. Your malleable body crumpled instantly, reduced to paste under your daughter's weight, and you were smushed even worse as she twisted her heel across the ground. Thankfully, the reason she'd done so was because she'd heard you 'squish', and so a second later she lifted her foot and spared you, but you couldn't help but feel this was an unfortunate portent of things to come.
"Whoops! Hi, daddy!" Juli giggled, before snapping a pic of you and then peeling you free. You wished she'd stop sharing your embarrassing moments with her fans (you'd earned the nickname 'Lil M' from her raving fanbase, which felt demeaning as hell considering you were Juli's father and not her plaything), but your efforts to gently correct your daughter had failed at every turn. Combined with Mari's light hand at dealing out punishment (she often told you that Juli was 'just being a silly daughter, no harm meant'), you'd abandoned your attempts to get Juli to see reason, and merely hoped she'd eventually mature on her own...or maybe through the influence of her friend/crush, Zoey.
Juli placed your squished self up on the kitchen counter, where Riley spotted you and gave you a smile and a wave, before turning back to her task of organizing a massive collection of candies and frosting. Juli, meanwhile, was gathering everything needed to prepare the dough for baking the gingerbread cookies, and as you reformed you watched your daughters with some level of pride. Even when they could drive you crazy, you still loved them with all your heart, obviously. You were beyond blessed to have two children as amazing as them.
Eventually, you turned and took note of the strangely-shaped cookie molds laid out behind you. The overall shape was similar to normal gingerbread cookies, but each man-shaped mold had an indentation in the center, like each one was going to be blessed with some sort of filling.
You caught Juli's eye. "Juli, hey! Are these some sort of special gingerbread cookies?"
"They sure are!" Juli nodded. "They're called 'Squish-Stuffed Gingertinies', and they're all the rage right now! I got them straight from the Bennett family's Mini Meals page!"
You resisted the urge to facepalm.
Mini Meals was the brand created by a woman named Sadie Lynn Bennett, a voracious and full-figured woman who'd developed a taste for tinies and had created her entire cooking brand around that idea. She'd risen to prominence decades ago, but she'd tactically stayed away from outright endorsing the CTC, so when the CTC imploded Mini Meals stayed afloat. Nowadays, it was still shockingly popular, even though every single recipe was just a thinly veiled insult against tinies, or some new harebrained scheme to get an unaffected to try snacking on tinies. It was pretty sickening stuff...and also, made perfect sense why someone who tended to be as ignorant as your daughter would be suckered in.
Riley, ever the adorably clueless sweetheart, nodded happily. "The recipe is so cool, dad! Basically, it's like a normal gingerbread cookie, but each one is stuffed inside with a little ball of delicious candy! So when you chomp down, you get this big flavor burst!"
You sighed. "That...uh...sounds great, Riley. Can't wait to...try some."
"Oh, speaking of..." Riley trailed off, before grabbing a big funnel of frosting. "Could you tell me how this frosting tastes?"
Without waiting for your reply, Riley lowered the funnel and absolutely doused you in frosting. To her credit, she winced and apologized, but you still ended up slathered in sticky (though admittedly tasty) frosting.
Stiffly, you nodded. "It tastes great, Riley! Now can you--"
"Awesome!" Riley grinned, cutting you off after not hearing you continue to speak. "Okay, so, next, can you try this frosting? And then this candy? And then..."
On and on, you sat there on the counter, as Riley did her level best to try and drown you in frosting and candy condiments. One little piece after the next, Riley buried you in increasing layers of confectionary goodness, and though you didn't quite enjoy getting so frazzled and dirty, you had to admit that it was still a little funny overall. You didn't even mind that Juli was filming the entire thing for her fans. It was a pretty sweet moment, and a memory you'd be sure to cherish after your daughters eventually reached the age of moving out and starting their own lives. If the price of a good memory was getting buried in tasty treats, that was a price you'd been willing to...pay...
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