"Now that that's settled, it's time ye be gettin' started on yer first chore."
First chore?! Already?!
You'd expected the fearsome pirate sisters to be more focused on their upcoming exhibition match rather than dishing out punishment to someone they considered to be a random pervert! At the very least you thought they'd need more time to come up with assignments degrading enough before setting you to them. You'd hoped to have at least a little time to try to think of a way out of this! But clearly a postponement on your suffering wasn't in the cards.
"Ye may have heard Tiny Tits speakin' of a particular need o' mine that's gone unfulfilled?" Patty asked. The sinister cackle Pauline let out told you right away this was going to be especially bad. "The simple fact o' tha matter is, a gal of the hefty persuasion such as meself can end up quite sweaty from all tha brawlin' wot comes wit' bein' a dread pirate. Even a meager trainin' match like wot I just came from had me soaked as if struck by a rogue wave. In particular, me arse be filled with more salty brine than wot fills tha' whole o' tha Marianas Trench. I intended tah give meself a thorough scrubbin' before me match, but that opportunity be squandered cause o' yer interference. Me thinks it only be proper recompense if yer first act as me Cabin Barnacle tah be tah rectify that!"
"Wait," you said, praying that you this wasn't going where you thought it was. "You don't mean--"
"Aye," Pirate Patty said with a nasty grin. "Yer first chore will be swabbin' me poopdeck durin' me match."
Pauline's sadistic cackle rang out long and loud. Though your legs were still crushed, and the TT still embedded in your chest, neither handicap stopped you from trying to desperately crawl away on just your arms. The closest thing you had to a plan was throwing yourself over the edge of the shelf and trying to escape down the shower drain. Unfortunately, all your pitiful escape attempted succeeded at doing was making the pirate sisters laugh even harder at your pathetic display.
"Yer as wise as ye are cruel, Tiny Tits!" Patty laughed. "Our new Cabin Barnacle will be an endless source o' entertainment!"
With that, Patty seized you in her meaty, calloused hand and brought you around to her girthy backside. The checkered red and black buccaneer's pants she wore were painted on, but even they couldn't fully contain their owner's enormous cheeks, the pirate having a noticeable plumber's crack. Hooking a thumb around the back of her pants and underwear, Patty pulled back to reveal two massive, meaty mountains of tan, freckled flesh. You could smell the fog of funk rising from her backside even from up here. She hadn't been exaggerating about how badly she needed that shower.
Patty couldn't fully see how you lined up with her crack over her own shoulder, so she relied on Pauline to guide her. Her little sister was hanging from a strand of frizzly, red hair like it was the rigging of a pirate ship, calling out instructions to her sister on the proper angle to drop you in. Both of them ignored your pleas for mercy, your insistence this was all a misunderstanding, your offer to be taken by security, even your claim you had a family that'd be worried about you. None of that mattered to the piratical pair.
"PERFECT!" Pauline cried out when Patty got you in position. "LET LOOSE THE CABIN BARNACLE!"
Patty let go and you were sent plummeting down into the blackened abyss of her asscrack. You couldn't help but let loose a scream as you fell. You were only airborne briefly before coming into contact with the pirate's prodigious posterior, your descent slowing only slightly as her sweat slick skin propelled you tumbling down the hill of cellulite. The oily, earthy liquid coated your skin as you rolled down, to the point that when her crack narrowed to the point where her cheeks came together, the sweat doubled as lubrication, causing you to squeeze further down the tight crevice. Eventually your momentum slowed, but you only stopped when, to your horror, you realized you were dead center in Pirate Patty's crack.
If the smell had seemed bad from the outside, that was nothing compared to the hot, humid stench that surrounded you now. Maybe all their pirate speech had been getting to you, but it really did stink of salt and dead fish. The sweat was even thicker so deep in her ass, clinging to it like sea water clinging to rocks after waves had crashed upon them. Regardless of your natural disgust, your body absorbed the sweat eagerly like a sponge. Only the barest scrap of light was visible above. Sound was muffled, but thanks to Pauline's naturally loud voice, you could hear her as she spoke.
"DIRECT HIT, CAP'N! NOW, SEAL THE SCALLYWAG IN THE BRIG!"
Patty didn't simply let go of her underwear and pants to trap you inside. Instead she yanked on her underwear ferociously, giving herself a wedgie so profound her asscheeks swallowed her underwear, and, unfortunately, you were swallowed along with them, screaming as you were dragged into the darkest depths of the pirate's booty. Now there was no light visible, no sound that could reach you. But even that wasn't enough to satisfy the dread pirate, for no sooner had your journey come to a stop than Pirate Patty clenched her cheeks together. Now pain added to your humiliation as your body was reduced to a fine putty. You didn't know if you weren't flat enough for Patty's liking, or she just wanted to hurt you more, but the first clench was followed by a second, then a third, a fifth, a tenth, a twenty-third, on and one without any end in sight. With each clench you were rendered flatter and the ocean of sweat contained within Patty's backside seemed drawn to you like a magnet, forcing you to absorb it.
"That's right," Patty grunted, letting out a contented sigh. "Soak it up. Soak up--every--last--drop!"
Pauline noted the look of pure bliss on her beloved big sister's face, felt the shiver of delight that ran through her body each time she clenched her cheeks and flattened the tiny in her ass further. Seeing her Patty's reaction, the tiny pirate couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. Pauline hadn't been totally honest in her reasoning for turning that perv into their slave. Yes, revenge for his peeping was partially her motivation, but more than that, Pauline wanted to give her sister a gift she'd truly enjoy.
Patty had been Pauline's stalwart protector all her life, the two of them had been outcasts throughout childhood who could only depend on each other. Patty's immense size and weight for her young age meant she scared off all the girly-girls she'd wanted to befriend, and that left her vulnerable to being recruited by the head bully at their school who saw Patty as nothing more than dumb muscle for her gang. It was true Patty had a lot of fun getting payback on the girls who'd ostracized her, but Pauline wasn't as lucky. With her sister already known as a notorious bully, all her fellow affected students shunned her out of fear of her sister. Patty recognized her little sister's loneliness and eventually brought her to the leader of her gang, asking permission for Pauline to join. Patty's "friends" had laughed at her and the leader of their gang went so far as to try to take Pauline as a toy for herself. Patty sent all six members of her old gang to the hospital and ever since then, she and Pauline ruled their school as a gang of two. Patty handled the unaffected, knocking in heads where needed and shaking them down, while Pauline did the same to her fellow tinies.
Pauline knew she never would've survived childhood without her big sister looking out for her. To this day, Pauline was determined to pay Patty back for everything and she thought she knew the perfect way how.
Patty had never licensed a tiny before, despite it being beyond obvious she wanted to more than anything in the world. While she was no stranger to laying the hurt on tinies, licensing was the one line Patty was hesitant to cross, and Pauline knew the reason why. Her big sister had saved her so many times from being licensed throughout her life that, in Patty's eyes, she viewed licensing a tiny the same as betraying her little sister. Pauline had told her a million times she didn't care if Patty licensed a tiny, she just wanted her big sister to be happy, but each time Patty had denied her desires, even though Pauline always saw the jealous look in her eyes every time Patty watched other members of the Fatale League using their PETs.
Well, no longer. This time Pauline was determined her sister would finally get the licensed tiny she'd always wanted. All she had to do was make up chores that showed Patty licensing a tiny was as much fun as she dreamed it was. She was positive her sister's resolve would falter, and she'd finally give into the desire she'd suppressed for so long.
One of the Fatale League staff members eventually found the Franklin sisters to let them know it was time for their match. Though it result in Patty finally stopping her repeated butt clenches, you'd already been reduced to nothing more than an indistinguishable splotch of flesh firmly affixed to her ass cheek. The pain was extraordinary, but with all your features blurred away and your limbs indistinguishable from the rest of your body, there was nothing you could do to free yourself or even cry out for help. As your world of sweaty, foul-smelling cellulite swayed back and forth, grinding you between Patty's mountainous cheeks with every step she took, you just prayed a miracle would come along to free you from this nightmare soon.
Meanwhile, Pauline kept her gaze affixed firmly to her big sister's ass as Patty walked them to the ring. The tiny wrestler swore on her honor as a pretend pirate that by this time next month, the "Cabin Barnacle" would be a permanent member of the crew as Pirate Patty's property.
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