You, Ryan now find yourself in quite the predicament. You find yourself no bigger then a speck to the naked eye. Something that would be nearly impossible to notice even if they were looking for you. Nearly impossible for them to feel you unless you were touching a very sensitive spot upon them. A new perspective filled with current woe and misery.
“Wh-where am I?”
He constantly asks himself looking around his surroundings. One side was like looking off a cliff and the cliff leads to the world inside the house. However what seemed to be only the living room was nearly the size of a complete state to him. And then directly behind him he saw what was a complete wall of blue fabric. To the other sides seemed the same wall except much smaller. The surface he found himself on was soft. And somewhat spongy with quite a bit of give to it. Wait a second…..this seems all to familiar.
“I’M ON THE COUCH!”
Sure enough that was exactly where he was, on the seat of the couch and things would only get worse for him as he heard a loud roaring. What was a loud roar to him was really the back sliding door as Trish, His girlfriends attractive Mother comes walking in from sunbathing out by the pool. Being clad in nothing but a red two piece bikini. Her brown hair swaying as she walked and her Green eyes piercing forwards towards the couch. After baking out in the sun all day she just wanted to relax some more but away from the inferno in the sky.
Ryan who was still standing on the seat of the couch could hear a distant “BOOM” followed by another and another getting closer and closer before something appeared before him. A Monolith, A Goddess with enough cloth across her form to cover her assets from the undeserving world. Its Brown hair hanging down so elegantly infront of her face that seemed such a majestic sight. Yet familiar…….TRISH!. THIS WAS ALEX’S MOTHER!.
“HEY TRISH DOWN HERE, PLEASE HELP ME I SHRUNK SOMEHOW!”
Ofcourse he knew this would never work at his current size but he also knew he had to try. He would only be reassured of his thought as he saw this Goddess infront of him step towards the couch. The cushion he was on only coming up to her thighs. Them wider then skyscrapers and her towering so far above his pained his neck to even try and crane it back to looks. That’s when this situation would turn to its worst. This form infront of him suddenly spins around making a wisping noise as it does showing him her ass covered by what appeared to him red tent that only seemed to get lower as she began to sit down. Threatening to crush him between her firm cheeks. That ass of hers that he always admired from afar and getting much more then he cared to see. For when she sat down Ryan now found himself…..
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