Aiden and you shared a slightly panicked look, before you cleared your throat. "Um...I think that woman had a point. Us affected should be treated with respect, and sometimes that means giving us some space."
"Well, duh!" Tiff giggled. "I'm, like, uber respectful of tinies and their space! That's why I don't work out so much, so my butt and boobs and stuff are a bit softer. I wanna create as nice and comfy a space for them as possible!"
"Tiff, that's not what I--"
"So, like, how should I carry you two?" Tiff asked, once more barreling right over your attempt at speaking. "My cleavage is like, usually my preferred spot, but Aidy still looks so cute and nervous that I don't wanna overwhelm him. Yet." Tiff grinned playfully.
Aiden stammered a reply. "H-How about a pocket?"
"Ooh, good idea, Aidy!" Tiff clapped her hands together. She then stood up, and snatched you and your nephew off of the counter. "I'll put you guys in my jean pockets, and head over to a cooler place to hang out and chat. And, ya know, have some other fun too!" Tiff winked suggestively at Aiden, and then laughed as he short-circuited and went back to giving her a dopey grin.
She slid Aiden into her left side pocket, nestling him snuggly against the curve of her hip. However, when you expected her to either put you in the same pocket, or move you to the right side, Tiff's hand instead began to move towards her prodigious rear, and she used her other hand to pull back the exceptionally tight confines of her butt pocket.
"Wait, Tiff!" You cried out. "C-Can't I go in your right pocket?"
The titanic airhead giggled. "Uh, it's got my phone in it, Uncle Matty! Don't be silly!" Still laughing, Tiff then crammed you into her back pocket before you could resist.
Your body instantly crumpled a bit as Tiff shoved you inside her pocket, the tight confines barely big enough to hold even your one-inch body. When her hand pulled back, the jeans constricted tighter, pressing your face firmly against the rough fabric. Everything in the pocket felt hot from the residual heat of Tiff's gargantuan glutes, and you blushed in humiliation at how this twenty-something was manhandling both you and your nephew. You didn't want to fully rule out Tiff and reject your nephew's crush, but it was looking like this needed to be an abort-mission sort of situation.
Tiff then strolled off, walking out of Holly Grounds and on a ten minute path that led her to the new destination she'd chosen, which was a restaurant and bar right off the Weston campus, and popular among the student-body. It was also, unlike Holly Grounds, an absolute mess of a place with regards to affected safety. There was no bouncer at the door, no separation between affected and unaffected seating, and certainly no ban list for problem patrons. Thus, it was a frequent haunt of Omega Gamma Phi girls looking to score a tiny for some crushing sadistic pleasure.
Tiff entered the restaurant, passing by the bar and waving happily to a few of her friends. She was then directed by a waitress to a booth in a quiet corner of the place, and she also placed an order for a glass of lemonade and a plate of the 'spiciest and sauciest wings you can make'. As the waitress went about readying the order, Tiff removed Aiden from her pocket and set him on the table. And then she removed you too.
Or rather, you wished she did.
Instead Tiff simply plopped down into the bench, clearly having forgotten about you entirely now that she'd mentally filed you away as a 'cute but not dateable' tiny. Her massive butt slammed down onto the bench, and you groaned in misery as your body was crushed into a blob by the girl's considerable weight. The walk over had been rough enough with how her powerful cheeks had pumped back and forth with each step, grinding against you, but her sitting was another story. The girl was not light, and you were smushed paper thin in seconds.
Thankfully, Aiden recognized Tiff's mistake, and as soon as he reformed from his own partially crushed state, he had your back.
"T-Tiff! You're sitting on my uncle!" He cried.
The brunette blinked back, not understanding. "Uh, huh? Sitting on what?" Tiff furrowed her brow, and began grinding her ass against the bench. Aiden watched in horror as his date smeared her booty back and forth, and you yourself silently cried out for the idiotic well-intentioned girl to stop as she mercilessly crushed you more and more. "I, like, don't feel anything. What's an 'onkel' anyway?"
"My uncle!" Aiden shouted. "Matt, my uncle! He's in your back pocket!"
"Oooooooh, 'uncle'! I, like, have no idea what I thought you said, that's so dumb of me!" Tiff laughed uproariously, and slapped her forehead. "Sometimes, I, like, think I'm a total ditz. But, like, my friends always say I'm the smartest out of all of us, so, like, I know I'm actually really 'ass-cute' and 'inventive'." Tiff smiled dreamily, utterly oblivious to how she'd just butchered 'astute' and 'attentive', in the process proving herself to be anything but those two words.
"Yeah, you're s-something." Aiden muttered under his breath, starting to come into conflict with his crush on Tiff and her obvious extreme physical appeal, with the safety of you and her obvious red-flags. "C-Can you please stand up now and--"
"Speaking of uncles!" Tiff exclaimed, cutting Aiden off. "I actually have a tiny uncle! Or, like, had, I guess. No one's seen him since, like three years ago. He used to hang around a lot, and was always so much fun to play with! He'd always, like end up under me and my mom, which I found hilarious, but my mom always seemed annoyed by. I guess she just doesn't find tinies as cute and lovable as I do. Anyway, last I heard, my mom said that she gave him his license, so I wouldn't see him anymore. It sucks, but I'm super happy he knows how to drive now!" Tiff grinned with all the naivety of a clueless child.
Aiden stared at the girl, dumbstruck. It wasn't until a minute later, when Tiff absentmindedly scratched at her butt that your nephew recognized that she still hadn't freed you!
"Tiff, please get Matt out of your pocket!"
"OMG, I'm so forgettable!" Tiff laughed (butchering another word along the way). She finally stood up and jammed a hand into her pocket, quickly producing your splattered form. "Sorry, Uncle Matty! Aidy's so cute I guess I just got distracted!" Giggling, she set you down on the table, and then sat back down.
Of course, in the process of sitting down and leaning forward, Tiff's titanic tits came crashing towards the table, threatening to swallow you and Aiden whole. Given your smushed state, it was only Aiden's quick thinking that spared you and him from ending up as stickers on the underside of her massive breasts, as he just barely pulled you to safety. As predicted, Tiff remained unaware of what she'd just done, and it dawned on you that she might even be dumber and more unobservant than even Ashley was at her worst.
You began working to reform, hoping to convince Aiden to abandon this date and escape with you in tow before one of Tiff's accidents spelled your doom.
1) Tiff begins asking Aiden about his life, and so conversation strikes up. Despite Tiff's airheadedness and excitable attitude, she shows genuine interest, and as the date goes smoothly you wonder if this might actually work out after all.
2) Aiden asks Tiff about her life, which proves to be a huge mistake. The colossal ditz begins rambling on excitedly, getting so caught up in her story that her ditzyness multiplies exponentially, and the date quickly spirals out of control.
3) Before conversation can begin, the waitress returns with the plate of wings and the lemonade. When she sets the plate down, a gust of wind picks up your still papery form, and you're blown right into the sticky saucy goop of the wings. Tiff, obviously, fails to notice, and it's up to Aiden to get his date to stop and save you before she ravenously chews down!
4) Before conversation can begin, Tiff is joined at the booth by the friends she waved to at the restaurant's entrance, including the aforementioned Silvie. The other girls quickly hijack the date, and Tiff's too blissfully happy to be with her friends to stop them. Worse, Tiff tosses you over to Silvie (the girl she said would be enamored by you), while she keeps Aiden to play with by herself.
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