As soon as Morgan woke up, he knew that something was wrong. Everything around him was dark, and rather than the familiar surface of the cot, the surface he was lying on was far smoother than fabric. Adding to the fact that it was both warm, soft, and fairly pliant, Morgan would’ve said the surface he was lying on was somebody rather than something…
But that was impossible, right? He was a short kid, but he wasn’t so small that he could curl up on his mom’s belly and use her as a mattress. Plus, it felt like the warm, smooth surface beneath him extended on for many more feet. Morgan was confused but growing more and more aware by the second. The first thing he knew he had to do was assess the situation- he had to figure out what was going on! He might not have been able to see where he was going in the darkness, but all he had to do was keep moving steadily in one direction and he’d reach light eventually (he hoped.)
Suddenly, as Morgan headed what he thought was south from where he had started, he tripped over a hole in front of him! The hole wasn't very deep or wide, but it was still large enough for him to catch his foot on. Strangely, the hole seemed to be made out of the same soft, smooth material that the rest of the ground was. Morgan hit the 'ground' face first, thankfully not hurting himself do to how soft and supple the surface he impacted was. His movements seemed to cause some sort of reaction with the land around him, and he felt the world around him shake. Freezing up, Morgan stopped moving immediately in the hopes that everything would die down. Suddenly, the thick cover that had obscured the sky from view was thrown off, and pale moonlight surrounded Morgan's body, illuminating the area.
Climbing back to his feet, Morgan gaped as he took in the sight before him.
Moonlight streamed down through a crevasse in the tent his mother and he shared, showing Morgan that he was currently standing on his future mother's colossal body. More importantly, he was currently standing right next to her belly button! The sleeping woman had been tickled by her tiny son's movements, and in moving her hand towards her stomach she had accidentally thrown off the blanket covering them. The underwear-clad young woman sighed softly, not roused by her tiny son scampering down her tummy.
This was all very shocking to Morgan, who was taking it about as well as expected.
"W-what in the world? Mom's gigantic! Or I'm tiny! Does this mean that everything else is gigantic too?"
Unfortunately for Morgan, the surface of Robin's belly was fairly sensitive, and his continued movement tickled her once again.
The slumbering woman murmured softly, one hand sweeping over her smooth, flat belly as she rubbed her stomach in her sleep. Morgan gulped and ducked his head, thankfully avoiding being struck by his mother's passing hand.
What in the world had happened to him? He'd gone to sleep like normal (and been normal-sized), but he'd just woken up like this! What should he do? Mom! That what is it, he had to wake his mother up! She'd know what to do! She always had a solution to every problem she faced. Hmm... it would take way too long to jump off the bed and go around to her head. No, the quickest way to his mom's face was... *sigh* either to go between or climb up his mom's massive chest. Now that the moonlight was seeping into the tent, he at least had a clear view of his mom's ginormous bra-covered boobs looming over him. *Gulp* At his size, he'd literally be playing mountain climber if he tried to go over them... But that bra looked pretty tight... Even with his new shrunken size, he didn't know if he could slip between them without getting completely stuck!
What to do, what to do?
1) Robin remains deeply asleep. Morgan heads for his mom's chest like planned.
2) Robin stirs and sits up, causing Morgan to fall down between her legs.
3) Robin rolls over in her sleep, trapping Morgan underneath her.