This choice: Shakes his head and refuses to drink • Go Back...Chapter #3Shakes his head and refuses to drink by: zactho1   "I don't want to!" Jeff whimpered, still trying to catch his breath. Jenny stood beside her, glaring down at him. "I'll make him, auntie" she said. She jumped on the couch, and Jeff cringed as he thought she was about to sit on his head; instead she sat on the cushion beside his head, laying her legs on his arms, cradling his head between her thighs. Jeff couldn't move his arms, and began to panic as his aunt lowered the glass to his mouth.
"Here, Jeff...it's ok, just drink." He pursed his lips, and Jenny, irate, slapped him in the face then quickly pinched his nose. His opened his mouth immediately and his aunt poured the concoction down his throat.
Minutes later, Jeff opened his eyes to see his sister's mammoth thighs - they were even bigger now - towering over his head. She was still sitting in the same place, and so was he - but he knew something was wrong. His aunt now sat in front of him, and she seemed larger as well. He only whimpered, and they sensed that he was frightened.
"Don't be scared," said Jenny. Aunt Peggy just shrunk you. I told you that you were supposed to do what I said. Now you know, I'm in charge!" Jeff looked up helplessly at his Aunt, who wore a slight smirk on her face. "Now we're going to do what we want with you, and you can't do anything about it!" Jenny cackled. Jeff's aunt leaned over him. "You better mind her, do you understand? When I come back to check on you both, I better hear good things. If I don't, I was told by your mother that I could punish you. I don't think you want that, do you Jeff?" He shook his head weakly.
"But Aunt Peggy, don't you want to stay so we can...."
"Not now, Jenny. I'll be back tomorrow." She whispered something into Jenny's ear, and Jenny whispered back. It seemed as if Jenny was trying to convince her of something. Jeff's aunt sat back and looked down at him, lying there on the couch, his body half the size that it once was. Without saying anything, Jeff's aunt stood up and turned around, facing her rear end towards him. It seemed twice as large as it once was, wrapped in skin-tight denim pants. He knew what she was going to do; he had not time to react; she sat down on him, his body completely disappearing beneath her massive buttocks, the cushion of the couch, and Jeff's body, sinking slowly under her. She wriggled a little, and felt Jeff struggling.
"Aunt Peggy, get off! You're going to...kill him!" Jenny laughed. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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