My Girlfriends LITTLE Secret - Jello TF
Tags: Inanimate, Melting, Object TF, Caption, Shrinking, Objectification, Squishy, Food TF, Goo TF, Slime TF
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea join the Discord Server. Some of the other things you can find there are NSFW captions without the censor and giveaways for commissions!'My Girldfriend’s 'LITTLE' Secret - Jello TFI never expected moving in with Mia would lead to th…
I never expected moving in with Mia would lead to this. Two weeks of domestic bliss, or something close to it... sure, we had the usual fights, you know, dishes piling up in the sink, arguing over whose turn it was to clean, the usual stuff. Mia was acting weird yesterday though, almost nervous. She kept checking the calendar and muttering to herself. That morning, I woke up alone. Mia had an early hospital shift, leaving me with a killer hangover and an empty stomach. The fridge hummed as I yanked it open, squinting against the harsh light. There, on the middle shelf, sat the most appealing jello I'd ever seen. Deep red, almost glowing, perfectly set. Some note fluttered to the floor but my brain wasn't online enough to care. Straight into the trash, it went. The spoon sank into the jello with unusual resistance. Not like store-bought stuff at all. Sweet but complex, hints of flavors I couldn't identify. Running late already, I shoveled most of it down, leaving a small portion for later. Weird how it jiggled... almost like it was trying to avoid my spoon. Eight hours of spreadsheet hell later, I dragged myself home. The apartment felt wrong somehow. Too quiet."Mia?" Her phone sat abandoned on our cheap IKEA coffee table. 2.5 rooms don't offer many hiding spots, but I checked them all. Under the bed? Nope. Closet? Empty except for her scrubs and my wrinkled shirts. Bathroom? Just our perpetually damp towels. "DOWN HERE, YOU ABSOLUTE DUMBASS!" I looked down. Blinked hard. Looked again. There at my feet stood a tiny Mia, maybe six inches tall. But that wasn't the crazy part her entire body was made of translucent red jello. Perfectly formed but completely see-through, like a living gummy bear. Every movement sent waves rippling through her gelatinous form."Holy fucking SHIT!" I dropped to my knees, head spinning. "What... how..." "Remember that jello you inhaled this morning? The one with the NOTE YOU THREW AWAY?" Her tiny form shimmered with rage, ripples cascading through her. "That was ME, you moron!" "You're... squishy!" I poked her gently, watching my finger leave an indent in her thigh that slowly reformed. The sensation was bizarre as if I was touching firm jello but warm, almost alive. "Unnnngh!" She shuddered violently, ripples coursing through her translucent form from head to toe. "Fuck! Everything feels so intense like this. Every touch sends waves through my entire body." Her voice went husky at the end, tiny jello breasts jiggling with each word. The movement was hypnotic, perfect miniature copies of her normal breasts, but clear red and bouncing like water balloons. I couldn't stop staring. The apartment lights refracted through her, casting ruby shadows on the floor. No bones, no organs, just pure red jello in the perfect shape of my girlfriend. Her hair flowed like liquid crystal, swaying with each movement. Even her face was perfectly detailed, though now her expressions sent waves through her entire head. "Stop gawking and listen," she snapped, but I noticed how her gelatinous form quivered when she spoke. A blush seemed to darken her red coloring. "My family's cursed. Once a month, we transform into living jello for 24 hours. Usually, I just hide in the fridge, but SOMEONE decided I looked tasty!" "Why didn't you tell me before moving in?" I watched, fascinated, as her tiny foot tapped impatiently, sending ripples up her leg. she crossed her tiny arms, the motion sending mesmerizing waves through her chest. "Oh sure, great conversation starter. Hey babe, heads up, I turn into dessert monthly! Really sets the mood. Besides, I had it under control until you got hungry!" "Fair point. But seriously jello?" Tiny Mia sighed, planting her jiggly hands on equally jiggly hips. The way her form moved was entrancing. Every gesture created complex patterns of ripples through her body. “My great-great-grandmother pissed off a witch at the county fair in 1892. Ate her prize-winning dessert right before judging. The witch cursed her to become jello herself, thinking she'd get eaten. But my family adapted. We learned to maintain consciousness and control our form. It's passed down through the family." "You can control it?" I reached out to touch her again, but she slapped my finger away. It felt like being hit with a tiny water balloon. "Usually, yes! When I'm full-sized, I can even change flavors." She glared up at me. "But someone ate most of my mass, so now I'm stuck fun-sized until I can regenerate." "How long does that take?"A wicked grin spread across her translucent face. "Depends on how much help I get. I need protein to rebuild myself." She eyed my crotch meaningfully. "Lots of protein. And you're going to help." "What exactly does that mean?" My mouth went dry as she started walking toward me, her jiggly curves swaying enticingly. "First, strip. Then I'll show you exactly what being jello feels like." She stretched, her form elongating impossibly before snapping back. "Trust me, this curse has s
