This choice: It doesn't matter, because Mia actually spots you! • Go Back...Chapter #7A Cute Little Toy by: bobob1  Before you could figure out exactly what item of clothing you were stuck to, you heard your aunt gasp, and she stopped moving her underwear closer to her body. You were raised up to her face, and she had an expression of surprise and embarrassment.
“Sammy?” She cried. “What on earth are you doing on my underwear? I was about to put this on! And why are you naked!?!” A blush formed in her cheeks, and she stared at you expectantly, waiting for a response. Sadly, your mouth was still fused tight from Mia’s sloppy saliva, and you couldn’t answer her. You couldn’t even move any part of your body, including your eyes!
After a moment, Mia frowned. “Sammy? What’s wrong. Why aren’t you talking sweetie?” Your giantess aunt ran her finger across your head, noticing how stiff your hair felt (from being frozen in place by the dried saliva). She poked at your body, trying to produce some sort of response, but every inch of you was immobile and hard. She waved her finger in front of your eyes, but you couldn’t react in the slightest.
A minute later, Mia titled her head to the side and placed a finger on her cheek. “Gosh, you aren’t my little nephew at all, are you? You’re just a little toy figure!” Mia’s eyes brightened as her ditzy brain reached a suitable conclusion, and you mentally screamed. You had thought for the most fleeting of seconds that you had been saved, but fate had been just as cruel as always, and your oblivious aunt was only going to make your life much worse.
With minimal effort to a normal-sized human, Mia plucked your motionless body from her underwear and tossed you around in the palm of her hand. Like an obedient little action figure, your body bounced up and down stiffly, prompting an amused giggle from your aunt. She wondered why her nephew even owned a tiny little action figure that looked like him, but she wasn’t going to complain about finding a new toy to keep herself occupied.
Mia set you down on her bed as she slipped on a loose-fitting bra and matching thong, and then wiggled tight yoga pants up her long legs and over her wide hips, and finally pulled a revealing blouse down over her head. Grinning like a little kid, she gleefully picked you back up and walked out of her room, toying with you between her fingers. With every fiber of your being, you strained against the constricting and invisible layer of dried saliva, but to no avail.
The blissfully unaware giantess bounded downstairs and over to where her two daughters were sitting on the couch. Happily, she plopped onto the couch between them, the couch straining to fit the three curvaceous females all at the same time. Chloe and Charlotte laughed at their mom’s playful arrival, and their gaze was drawn to the tiny naked guy in her hand.
“Look what I found girls!” Mia announced, showing you to them. “It’s a tiny little toy that looks like Sammy. It’s just an action figure though, not really him. It’s all hard and plasticy.” Mia explained. Your beautiful cousins leaned in for a closer look, their curious faces filling up your entire vision. You instantly hated being viewed as nothing but a little plaything by your three extended family members. You had never suffered a more humiliating experience in your life.
Chloe scratched at your bare stomach and crotch, causing you to mentally cry out in pain, though your body remained as emotionless and lifeless as ever. “You’re right mom. It is just an action figure.” She laughed, and picked you up from her mom’s palm. Carelessly, she squeezed you in her hands, causing you to silently groan. “This would make a good stress toy!”
“Pass it here sis!” Charlotte smiled, jumping to her feet and crossing to the other side of the room. Chloe lobbed you across the room at her sister, and Charlotte caught you roughly in her iron grip. Taking a brief pause, Charlotte looked at you intently, breathing in a deep scent of strawberry. As deviously brilliant as she was, Charlotte immediately connected the dots about what had happened, and realized the true identity of the “toy” in her hand.
“Oh…this is so much fun Sammy…” Charlotte whispered, her breath washing over you. She then tossed you back to Chloe, who fumbled the catch spectacularly. Your frozen little body smacked right against her left breast, which was partially revealed through a low-cut t-shirt, and came to rest partially tucked into her cleavage. All three giantesses had a good laugh at that, Chloe’s boobs jiggling as she giggled.
Finally, Chloe picked you out and handed you back to Mia. Your three family members spent another ten minutes tossing you back and forth between each other, and during that time you ended up in between Chloe’s boobs twice more, crushed between Mia’s thighs once, and pinched under Charlotte’s toes. Just when you thought the torment would never end, your mother and Stacy called them into the kitchen for breakfast, and they left you sitting on the couch, alone.
Staring up at the ceiling, you begged any divine being who would listen for some sort of miracle to save you. Chloe and Mia were oblivious to your torment, and Charlotte was reveling in the torture she and her sister and mother were inflicting upon you. Still frozen and immobile, you desperately struggled to move even a millimeter, and prayed for something to set you free from the thin yet strong layer of dried saliva.
Thirty minutes later, a giantess walked into your view and smiled down at you, returning to play with the little Sammy-shaped “toy”. Who is it?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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