By: rumgrandmum
~you are cordially invited to the marriage ceremony of Samantha Tulo and Timothy Ridge~
Tim was a tiny standing only three inches tall while Sam was normal sized at five foot ten inches. They were high school sweet hearts and set to get married this Saturday. This story starts during the bachelor party Friday night.
Tim and a few of his mates all got together to just go to a bar and drink a bit, have a good time then go home for the night. Nothing too outrageous, but his best men decided they knew better and took him to a gentlemen’s club instead. Them being taller than him in this situation he didn’t have much a choice. He was 4 inches tall. They were 6 feet tall.
“Cmon Timmy! At least act interested I mean this is your last chance at freedom! So enjoy it!” Tim’s brother ,Mike, pleaded with him to just watch the dancers at least or something Tim had his whole body the opposite direction of the girl on the pole. “No! I love Sam! This is wrong I shouldn’t be here!” Tim responded obviously angry with his brother as he sat on the edge of the stage looking at his taller brother. If he could he’d bolt right now. Tim’s brother rolled his eyes and picked up his beer taking it down easily. He was going to get his brother excited one way or another. His mates were all enjoying themselves drinking and talking. Mike stood up and walked over to one of the girls delivering drinks. She was thiccc, her thighs were bigger than mikes neck with an ass who’s cheeks were bigger than his head. He walked over to her and asked about what she’d do for a tiny. The entire time tim sat on the stage edge and finished his own beer before standing up and stretching. He looked around the bar and sighed until he saw something confusing. He saw Sam with her sister and friends. Sam was a girl who was hard to miss neon pink hair and always smiling. He knew it was her and he tilted his head in confusion before mike came back to Tim and grabbed him off the stage and started walking toward the private area. Tim squirmed in his brothers grasp he did not like what was about to happen.
Once in the back mike dropped Tim on a chair that he had reserved with the girl and told Tim he was gonna be in for the show of his life before quickly getting out of the room.
Sam went to the gentlemen’s club to be with one of her best friends since high school. She was an exotic dancer there and she wanted to enjoy being around her before the wedding. Her friend had been pulled to the side by someone and paid for a premium package dance meaning a dance from 2+ girls. Her friend knew it was a tiny and decided she and Sam and all the bridesmaids were gonna play a game they use to play hi high school. Delilah was her name but at work she used her stage name “Sugar”. Soo Sugar came in with Sam and the three other bridesmaids. Tim was confused and looked up at them. He thought they found out he was here and he started to explain himself but his words were drowned out by the thumping of the music, then finally sugar began to speak.
“Alright little dude, the premium package comes with a dance with a lot of girls and we are going to dance for you. But! You have to play a game with us” Tim didn’t understand what game she was talking about until Tina, the petite blonde girl suddenly turned around sat down on him. He went into full panic as the girl just sat on him. He started squirming try to push and punch her butt as best he could. The jeans the girl was wearing was doing him no favors. Tina just happily sat on Tim lifting up her hands and grinding her tiny booty down on him trying to make him at least crack. The game was pop a tiny. Basically a big had 15 seconds to break a tiny using anything they had they won the game once the tiny was broken. Tina groaned as her time was up and she stood leaving poor Tim on the seat cushion.
“Oh my god! What’s wrong with you?!” He tried to yell at the group as the second bridesmaid stepped up spun around. She was slightly bigger but she jumped to land on the seat ass first. The sudden crushing ass caused his ribs to crack and his shoulders to pop out of place. He tried to scream out only getting a mouthful of ass as he screamed. Finally once she got up it was time for Sam’s sister Zoey.
She was a cruel person around tinies. To zoey it didn’t matter if it was alive or not when she was done the tiny would wish it was dead. Instead of sitting down zoey lifted her foot up the nasty white sock lifted above him. The bottoms were stained black from dirt with faded blotches of red where blood stains had once been. He tried to scream out before the foot smashed him into the seat. The stench of the woman’s sweaty socks filled Tim’s lungs causing him to squirm and fight against the overbearing crushing weight of his soon to be sister in law’s foot. He felt her toes splay out wrapping around his head before roughly curling burying his face between her toes making him inhale the disgusting scent of her foot. His squirming increased as more weight was put on him till he felt one of his arms pop. She lifted his foot off him zoey rolled her eyes seeing how little she had done.
Tim was crying to figure out why his wife and her bridesmaids were torturing him. Before he could even beg or scream sugar had already turned around and began to squat. He screamed as the large ass caning plummeting down. She knew she won the game by the amount of crackling she felt under her cheek. “Oops~ sorry Sam I think I broke him seems like you’re not getting a turn~” sugar laughed and ground her booth into the seat like a lap dance. Tim was still alive but as sugar ground and rubbed him he may not last much longer. “Oh well, last time I played this game Tim was gonna be the victim but I was gonna grab him. He looked so cute I decided not to and now we’re getting married tomorrow. Such a weird love story.” She giggled and laughed as well as the others did before sugar stood up, behind her in an ass shaped crater in the seat cushion laid a broken Tim. The girls thought he was gone and decide Delilah the winner
(Death, fart, and alotta ass ahead)
But then he suddenly twitched and tried to sit up. Tim was broken his legs smashed beyond fixing and his ribs and arms mostly ruined. His face had swollen up a bit as he tried to fight fate. The girls noticed and it was Sam’s turn. Sam was a big girl. Her cheeks would barely fit between the arm rests of this chair. Every time they played this gam Sam or Delilah would win do to being bigger. Sam sighed and stepped in front of the chair and turned around “should’ve stayed down little guy~” Tim looked up at his fiancé’s ass. It was like looking at two mountains held back by a thin skirt. He begged and whimpered “Sam! Baby please!” His pleads drowned out to the music as she lifted her skirt up and sat down. Her bare ass completely engulfing poor Tim. Her ass cheek broken any remaining bones and nearly turned him into a stain then and there. She ground her ass into the chair dragging him around like a rag doll before she felt him fall between her cheeks. She blushed and sighed in relief as a gust of burning hot wind exploded into Tim’s face. The fart was what finished him. Caused his lungs to fill and pop like a balloon finally his body collapsed under Sam Asher time ran up she stood. All that was left of Tim was a stain between her cheeks and on the couch. Same shrugged feeling the wet squishy thing between her cheeks as she walked back to their booth letting some silent farts escape to desecrate Tim’s body even more.