"I can't believe I finally get to meet your family, Cassie! Part of me feels terrible about asking you to marry me before doing this but I just couldn't wait. I've never been more sure of anything in my life, now all that's left is getting the family's blessing and we can start talking about the wedding!" You exclaimed up to your fiancé, taking a moment to stare at her gorgeous profile as she kept her eyes forward looking over the steering wheel. She smiled in return before responding,
"I just hope they like you as much as I do. My sisters I'm not worried about but my mom can occasionally come off a bit cold towards outsiders especially boys. I mean, you're the first boyfriend I've ever even shown to her and we're already engaged!" You sensed a bit of worry in Cassie's voice and responded quickly,
"Woah there Cassie it's alright, I can charm the pants off of anyone, you know this! I mean I won over you didn't I?"
"Oh wow look who seems so sure of himself!" You got Cassie laughing and could hear the shift in her tone immediately as she continued, "alright alright you little stud I believe you. I'm sure they're all going to love you."
You responded, "You're damn right they will." in a fake arrogant tone before the two of you laughed at how macho you attempted to sound.
It turned out you two were near the end of your long drive as Cassie turned onto a rather long driveway headed towards a large yet humble looking house. You climbed out of your seat onto the dashboard nimbly to get a better look and you noticed the house really was lovely. It wasn't a mansion by any means but it wasn't small either, sporting multiple rooms, two floors, a swimming pool and half of a basketball court around the back. Impressed you shot a look of overemphasized surprise to Cassie and she rolled her eyes at you in response. Parking her car near another one she quickly opened her driver's side door and stepped out of the car. You climbed down quickly following her. Even the jump from the floor of the car to the ground was significant for someone of your height, but you had learned over the years to be able to handle small feats of athleticism like this or else you would need assistance for far too much from others. Landing on the ground Cassie shot a look behind her and down, flashing you a gorgeous smile before walking to the rear door and opening it to remove both of your bags.
You couldn't help but stare at your beautiful fiancé as she leaned into the car, her tanned legs extending far above your head before ending in a pair of jean shorts. From your perspective you could always see just the slightest bit of her ass sticking out the bottom, a sight that consistently drove you wild. Leaning back out and closing the door, Cassie tossed you your bag, covered in army print, and you caught it. Sadly at your size any clothing or accessories that were usable by you were more often than not made for large G.I. Joe toys, a fact that used to bother you but now you've grown accustomed to. Swinging it over your shoulder you trotted along side Cassie's long strides as the two of you headed towards the front door.
Standing on the door mat now you began to feel the slightest bit nervous. Cassie had never had an issue for even a second with your height, but all of the sudden you began to stress over the possibility that it might not go as smoothly with the rest of her family. Before you had a chance to ask Cassie she reached out her hand and rung the doorbell. Immediately you heard footsteps slamming across hardwood floor getting closer and closer to the door. You couldn't help but get increasingly nervous, something in the back of your mind telling you that something was about to go terribly wrong.
Just then the door swung open and you took half a second to appreciate the source of your fiancé's radiant beauty. Immediately after you shouted up, "It's a pleas..." your mouth was silenced as an enormous flip flop, nearly as big as your entire body cast a shadow over you for a split second before slamming down on you. The crushing weight of a woman quite a bit heavier than Cassie completely flattened your body, leaving only your head visible.
"Welcome home, Cassie! It's so good to see you! Now where is that man of yours!?" Pulling Cassie into a tight hug for nearly ten seconds, Kimberly Smalls thought she felt something peculiar under her foot but was far too caught up in the joy of seeing her daughter to care.
Cassie pulled away from the hug, smiling and unaware of the torment you were feeling at that exact moment before peering downwards. Her eyes shot open in fear yet she saw your predicament, and as badly as she wanted to yell at her mother to lift her foot she also didn't want her first interaction with you to be one of panic and alarm. So calming herself down a bit she looked back up and nonchalantly said, "Take a look beneath your left foot, mom." Cassie even added a smile to feign like nothing at all was wrong.
The overbearing weight was suddenly removed from your form and you saw the faces of two beauties looking down upon you. Cassie's face portrayed a mixture of apologetic and "we'll talk about this later" while her mother's face expressed only shock.
"Oh. My. Goodness." Kimberly said, completely stunned at what she was looking at.
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Nearly five minutes later the three of you were sitting in the living room. Cassie and Kimberly were sitting in chairs while you were standing on a coffee table in between them. Kimberly was giving you a slightly uneasy look, as if she was analyzing every aspect of your being. Cassie had helped you brush off the fair bit of dirt that transferred from the sole of her mom's flip flop onto your clothes, hair, and face, but you still didn't feel truly clean. You had actually put in a lot of effort to look as nice as possible to meet Cassie's family, and her mother had undone all of it with one step. It seemed your fears were coming true, but you were resolved to not let things continue to go this poorly.
"Sophie, Maddie, come say hi to your sister and her new fiancé, Jake!" Cassie's mom shouted up and you heard the familiar sound of footsteps coming down a hallway then downstairs towards you three. You then saw two more stunning girls round the corner heading straight towards you. One, who you assumed to be Sophie due to her blonde hair, was wearing an incredibly revealing swimsuit leaving nearly nothing to the imagination. The other, which must have been Maddie, had her hair up in a tight ponytail accompanied by a tight sports bra and compression shorts. While not as gorgeous as Cassie to you, all three of the other women in this house were certified stunners by any man's standards.
"Woooooooaaaaaahhhhh you're so little, dude! How in the world are you so short but so normal looking otherwise?" Before introducing herself or anything Sophie asked the question you've answered millions of times in the most blunt way possible. As you prepped your answer, Maddie spoke up,
"Ignore my rude stupid sister, I'm Maddie that's Sophie, it's a pleasure to meet you, Jake." Your nerves eased up slightly, at the very least Maddie seemed to have a level head on her shoulders, something you appreciated greatly compared to the rigid gaze of Kimberly and the blank, stupefied smile of Sophie.
"Oh it's no problem at all, I would be happy to answer any of your questions about my size honestly. It's almost always the first thing people notice about me so I'm used to it." You announced to the room. In reality you didn't enjoy talking much about your stature, because it usually lead to further demeaning questions from girls, but you knew you had to make a solid impression so you had to tough it out.
"Sure, I have one," Kimberly said out loud, "forgive me if this is rude but how exactly did you survive when I stepped on you at the front door? When I looked down and saw your tiny head peeking out from under my flip flop I expected the rest of your body to be nothing but a large stain when I lifted it up."
"Woah wait mom stepped on your entire body?! That's crazy!" Sophie blurted out.
Kimberly's vocabulary seemed downright bone chilling as she referred to you as tiny and a stain, but you shook it off and offered the most genuine response you could.
"Actually my body is for some reason or another malleable! I can withstand many times my weight without suffering any serious injuries!" You failed to mention in your response that it still hurt like hell to be crushed but you didn't want to linger on the subject more than you had to.
"Very interesting, how did you first discover this quality might I ask?" Kimberly added, her mouth forming what appeared to be a masked smile as she anticipated your response.
"Uhh well I was 7 years old at the time. Up until that point in my life my family had been incredibly protective of me, keeping eyes on my safety at every second...
*commence flashback*
That day you were helping your mom clean up some holiday decorations inside the house. By help you mean she would do almost everything and then occasionally float down pieces of colored tissue paper your family hung on the ceiling. You would collect these pieces of paper and carry them to a nearby bag of trash. Honestly it was all you capable of, standing at only around 6 inches tall at the time. Your mom was at the top of a ladder, reaching for something attached to the ceiling when her foot slipped... You had no time to react as her ass came plummeting down nearly ten feet straight towards you. *whump* she hit the ground with a meaty smack, immediately grabbing her lower back and ass in pain from the fall. The pressure on your body was immeasurable and honestly in that split second you assumed you were going to die as well, squished flat by your mom's own ass. But nearly a minute passed by until the pain subsided in your mom's butt enough for her to feel a tiny form compressed into her meaty cheek. At that moment..
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