This choice: "Deliver these pajamas to Sally's house please." • Go Back...Chapter #4Playing with Sally by: Unknown "I need you to deliver these pajamas to Sally's house, she left them here last time she had a sleepover."
You groaned but nodded along as Linda your mother handed you a travelbag, she didn't struggle at all to pick it up but when she dropped it into your hands it pulled you down with it's weight. "Are you alright David?" your mother asked with a concerned look on her face, you simply groaned an uh huh and tossed the heavy (to you) travel bag in the back seat and started the car. Pulling out of the driveway you finally let yourself think freely, were you shrinking? You didn't want to bring it up around your mother but she was normally just a little taller than you but now your eyes lined up with her mouth when standing straight up, that mixed with the fact that she had no trouble picking up the bag while you did didn't bode well for you. Turning a corner on the road you turned again and pulled up into the driveway of Sally's house, you get out of your car and knock on the door and it opens, Sally and Isabell run out laughing and screaming and you just stand idly by as the run around in the yard having fun you call out for them and eventually the return.
"Izzy do you need me to give you a ride back home?" you ask "No, it's only a few blocks I'll walk." she says as she says by to Sally and leaves.
"Oh Sally I nearly forgot, I came here to give back your PJs you say turning to her but something's immediately off, normally you're a head taller than Sally at least but now it's a matter of inches Sally doesn't seem to notice though and pulls you with a firm grip towards your car to get her stuff. You open the door and pull out the bag visibly struggling to carry it, you offer it to Sally but she just nods "It's too heavy for me to carry, can you carry it to my room?" you sigh and reluctantly agree "Alright fine."
"By the way, why do you have a basket of Isabell's clothes?" that's right, you forgot about those.
"Uh... I-I was gonna bring them somewhere to wash them of course." it's not exactly lying but Sally looks skeptical, w8thout warning she goes reaches into the car and pulls out a pair of socks, "Get going or I'll make you sniff these!" Sally demands playfully. Although you have a foot fetish you would rather die than have Sally and Isabell find out, you rush towards the house and up the stairs as quickly as you can with the massive bag weighing you down while Sally chases behind giggling and laughing.
Finally you reach Sally's room and collapse on the floor in exhaustion, Sally comes into the room still giggling with the pair of dirty socks in her hand, "Thanks Davie!" she says, she then suddenly sits down on your chest pinning you down with her bum, Sally is really heavy for a nine year old though and it's likely because of your decreased height.
"Haha! I got you now Davie!"
"Oh no! What is Sally going to do to me?" you say playing along, "Make you smell Izzy's socks!" she giggles, catching you off guard she shoves the socks in your face before you can react, to your surprise and fear, her already heavier than normal body is starting to get slightly heavier for every second that you're breathing in through the socks and slightly more difficult to escape from, but Sally seems oblivious to the fact that you're shrinking and keeps on holding the socks in your face and laughing. After around 20 seconds you finally manage to get the agile little nine year old off you and stand to your full height, but everything seems bigger somehow, eventually Sally stops giggling and stands up, "Davie! You're..."  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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