“Well…” Mia began speaking and leaned forward, displaying a rather generous amount of cleavage from her low-cut tank top. “…if Sammy here is free, I’d love to teach him some of my yoga moves. Even a tiny little guy like him needs his exercise.”
“That’s a great idea!” Shannon perked up. “Sammy hardly does much except read and lie around the house.”
You glance at your mother, mildly offended. You spent a lot of time studying and brushing up on various academic fields, and also hung out with Stacy quite a bit. Of course, your most time-consuming “pastime” was being plastered to either your mother or sister’s body. Being unknowingly squished ate up a lot of your free time.
Mia stood up and walked over to Stacy, picking you up from your sister’s palm and dropping you into her own. She sauntered out of the room and into a different, empty room. Once there, she placed you onto the floor (not nearly as gently as you would’ve liked) and bent down to get closer to you. Despite fully understanding Mia was your aunt, and a blood relative, it was nearly impossible to look away from her incomprehensibly huge boobs, which swung side-to-side like twin pendulums.
“I need a few quick things from my suitcase, and then we can start, Sammy!” Mia explained, smiling from ear-to-ear. Though you felt uncomfortable about being in such close proximity with your curvaceous, oblivious aunt, you couldn’t fault her infectiously boundless enthusiasm. After her explanation, Mia stood back up and left the room.
Someone walked into the room a minute later, but it was not Mia. Instead, it was Charlotte, who had snuck out of the living room and into the side room Mia had taken you to. You instinctually backed away from your historically cruel cousin, causing her to grin in a sly manner.
“Aww…what’s wrong Sammy? Why are you scared of me?” Charlotte teased, squatting beside you. Her giant face loomed over you, the mischievous tinge to her voice palpable in the air itself. Her eyes sparkled in an unsettling manner.
“I’m n-not sc-scared…of you Charlotte.” You retorted, your voice shaking and stammering. Immediately, you felt like an idiot for failing to sound tough. Charlotte’s smile widened, and she giggled.
“Sammy, Sammy…I’ve missed you.” Charlotte cooed, gently rubbing her finger down your miniscule back. Her entire being radiated with a threatening aura. “It’s been sooooooo long since we last played together, squishy little Sammy!”
Before Charlotte could continue her teasing, Mia walked back into the room, carrying a bundle of yoga mats and a few sweat towels. Charlotte quickly stood up, flashing her award-winning smile. Mia hadn’t noticed a thing between you and Charlotte.
“Oh, Charlotte!” Mia smiled. “Are you going to join me?”
“Of course mom!” Charlotte nodded. “I could use a bit of exercise today. Plus, I get to spend some quality time with you!” Charlotte gave her mom a reassuring shoulder rub, gleefully holding back a huge smile. Several great ideas were forming in her head already about how much fun she could have with her mother…and you.
Mia dropped the sweat towels onto the ground, nearly crushing you underneath the mountain of tan towels. She then spread out two yoga mats, once again nearly flattening you underneath the similarly tan-colored mats. Seeing so many tan colored objects around you certainly put you on edge, and furthered the smile growing on Charlotte’s face. If you got crushed or flattened, you could blend right in with those objects.
Mia’s eyes happened to pass over your body, and she gasped. “Oh, Sammy! I nearly forgot about you! Sorry little guy.” Giggling, Mia stepped onto one of the mats, her huge bare feet way too close to you for comfort. Charlotte obediently stepped onto the other mat, keeping your tiny self firmly locked in her peripheral gaze.
“You can share my mat, Sammy.” Mia glanced down at you. “I won’t bite, silly!” She chuckled, noticing your tepid demeanor. Carefully, you crept onto the edge of the mat, staying as far away from your aunt’s huge feet and wriggling toes as you could.
“What’s first mom? What moves are you going to show me?” Charlotte asked, taking Mia’s attention away from you. Charlotte chose her words carefully, specifically refraining from mentioning your name, or bringing you up in any way. She knew that if she was careful, you would slip her mother’s mind in minutes.
“Okay honey, let’s start nice and simple.” Mia replied, beginning with a few simple arm and back stretches. Charlotte was able to follow her mother with ease, not even straining or breaking a sweat at all. You were able to follow your giantess aunt’s movements too, though your mind was more concerned about the fact that Mia had not acknowledged you at all as five minutes of stretching passed.
“This is fun mom.” Charlotte nudged her mom playfully. “Just the two of us, practicing our yoga.”
Mia rubbed her daughters head affectionately. “Just the two of us, huh…I guess it has been a while. Yeah, this is a fun mother-daughter thing, isn’t it!”
You stopped in your tracks, staring up at your aunt incredulously, while Charlotte had to bite into her lip to stop from smiling. Mia had already completely forgotten that she was supposed to be demonstrating her techniques with you, and not her sadistic daughter. You glared at Charlotte, then opened your mouth to scream up to Mia, hoping you could get the towering, goddess of a woman’s attention from down on the floor.
Before you could say anything, Mia stepped off of her mat. “I’ll be back in a minute Charlotte.” Your aunt said, walking out of the room. “Just need to get my phone. You know how I love to exercise to music, especially when I get really into it. We’re about to get really into this workout!”
“Awesome mom! Can’t wait!” Charlotte called after her. Once Mia was gone, Charlotte turned to you slowly, a cruel smile on her face. From your perspective, your red-haired cousin looked like a nightmarish monster out of a horror movie.
“Ch-Charlotte…what are you…” You began to ask, before Charlotte dropped low to the ground, and held her fist above your body.
“You heard mom, didn’t you Sammy?” Charlotte whispered, her soft voice sending chills down your spine. “This is just a mother-daughter thing. No pesky little bug-sized cousins allowed. Sorry Sammy!”
“CHARLO…” You screamed, your cry cut off as your sister dropped her hand, crushing you flat beneath her fist. Laughing softly, your uncaring cousin peeled your flat body off of her fist, and contemplated what exactly to do with her favorite squishy cousin next.
What does Charlotte do with you?
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