It hit you a moment later that it was a day packed with little chores and errands, and you'd set aside time in your schedule to do it all with your wife. Not that you couldn't attempt to handle things on your own, thanks to the advent of the Tiny Travels app, and it's ability to reschedule affected-sized RC vehicle transportation. But, even with Brinley's ditzy forgetfulness, she was still the safer, and much faster, option.
Brushing yourself off, you then left the kitchen by sliding down the table leg, and made your way to the living room. Once there, you scrambled up onto the coffee table, so as to avoid a rather predictable squashing accident with your wife. You then patiently waited for Brinley to arrive, not having much else to do. You didn't really need to brush your teeth when you hadn't eaten anything but Brinley and Inez's boob/butt sweat, respectively.
Okay, maybe brushing my teeth wouldn't be such a bad idea. You thought to yourself.
Before you could do do that, however, Brinley finally made her appearance. Her very jiggly, wobbling appearance, as she bounded up to the table so fervently her breasts nearly exploded out of her top, and the mini-earthquakes she created nearly toppled you from the table. Thankfully, you'd learned from experience on that one, and remained steady as your wife approached, bent down, and planted another lipstick-coated kiss on your entire body.
"*Mwah!*" Brinley pulled away from you with a sticky 'shlorp', and grinned. "God, I'm never gonna get tired of loving on you, babe! You're the best!"
"I love you too, Brinley." You said with a smile, while wiping away your wife's saliva.
"So, babe, what should we do first tod--"
Before Brinley could finish, Carmine cut her off by sauntering into the room.
"Hold up, you two. I'm totally coming with today. Hanging around here sounds boring as hell."
Your eyes widened in panic. "U-Uh, um, n-no, that's okay, Carmine. Brinley and I--"
As she often did (getting easily caught up in her own excitement), your giantess wife talked right over you. "Ooh, that sounds so fun! We'd be happy to have you along, Carmine!"
You gaped at Brinley. "B-Brinley, can we maybe--"
"Awesome, it's a plan!" Carmine grinned, talking over you too. Then she aimed her trademark smirk at you. "Ready for a whole day of fun, Insectito?"
Grumbling under your breath, you gave your younger cousin a thumbs-up.
Behind you, Brinley cackled with glee. "Oh, I always forget you guys have that special little nickname! Insectito! It's so cute, but like, it's totally a you-two thing, so I won't steal it." She beamed at you. "You'll just have to settle for being my precious little babe, babe!"
"That's more than enough for me, Brinley." You sighed.
Carmine's smirk widened, and you took a second to behold the sight of your younger cousin.
She was an Estrada girl, alright. Your family lineage, hailing from Mexico, had always had extremely strong genes for the female line, leading to exceptional curves and head-turning beauty. Carmine was no exception, and your narcissistic bratty younger cousin knew how to work her magic too. Today, she was emphasizing her large bust in a flame-styled crop-top which also exposed her vast, lean tummy, then her thighs and booty were enhanced with compression shorts so sheer and tight they were nearly see-through. If it was anyone less confident and manipulative than Carmine, it would've been tacky and showy. On her, you knew she could have anyone she wanted (including your wife) eating out of the palm of her hand.
Nestling into the crook of your wife's neck, you tried to bury yourself in Brinley's sunny-blonde hair and do whatever you could to avoid Carmine for the rest of the day.
And yet, that plan too faltered immediately, as your preoccupation with keeping an eye on Carmine led you to stumble into the most constant obstacle in your life, your own wife. Brinley tripped as she opened the driver's door of her car, and you flew from your perch on her shoulder and impacted on the driver's seat. Before even a second after that passed, you rolled onto your back and let out a strangled cry as your wife's gigaton booty slammed upon you, smooshing you into paste.
The last thing you'd seen was Carmine's gleeful smile as she watched it all happen, your younger cousin loving nothing more than not only you getting tormented, but her not even having to lift a finger to see it done.
This is going to be a long day, isn't it? You internally moaned.
1) Brinley's off to a brunch at local restaurant Diane's Diner, her and Carmine having only had light food for breakfast, and both women eager to try Diane's Diner's famous brunch spread. And since you didn't get to eat at all, you're totally down for this plan!
2) Brinley and you had planned to do some clothes shopping at the mall, chiefly lingerie and swimwear. With Carmine in the mix, you can only hope that you aren't made into the clothes your wife tries.
3) Brinley and you had planned to visit a nearby gym, Focused Fitness, for a 'Tiny-and-Me' class all about proper, safe, and respectful ways for unaffected to exercise alongside an affected partner. With Carmine thrown in, you're horrified as your wife happily bows out of the class, leaving you to be paired with your worst nightmare!
4) Brinley's actually taking you to drop you off at the home of your best friend, Anneli Carlgren, to spend the day with her. Carmine's peeved she got tricked, while you're ecstatic to enjoy a day filled with great time with Anneli...hopefully.
5) *Writer's Choice*
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