Chapter #7Max to the Minimum by: chaos   “How old does my dad think I am?” Max asked himself as he stared at the gift his dad had given him before he had left. Goofy had been roped into what was obviously a very blatant con by their neighbor and his dad’s kinda mortal enemy, Pete, that involved the both of them heading out of town for a week. Being a teenager and fully capable of taking care of himself, Max thought his dad was finally going to see him as his own man and let him stay home alone. The young man was disappointed when Goofy told him that he’d make sure someone was looking after him and making him behave like a good boy. As though that wasn’t humiliating enough, his dad gave him some kind of kids toy as a parting gift while he was away.
Growing up as the son of Goofy was tough for Max, but he never gave up trying not to end up like his dad, who was, well, a goof. Being given some toy ray gun with the words Shrink-O-Beam on the side was not a good step to being seen as a man. His dad had apparently gotten it at the garage sale of some inventor guy and had said that if Max used his imagination, he could pretend it really worked. Yeah, he wasn’t doing that because he wasn’t in kindergarten anymore.
“Goodbye, Shrink-O-Whatever,” Max said as he chucked the toy towards the trash bin. It struck the edge of the can before falling in, and something activated from within the plastic toy. It gave a whirling sound before a bright green beam shot out, striking Max in the chest. The furry teen could only blink as he suddenly vanished into his clothes, the once loose-fitting outfit now pooling out around him as he stood in the middle of it at three inches tall. Max gaped at the now giant world before letting out a very familiar and unwanted “ahyuck!”
Slapping his hands over his mouth after uttering his father’s catchphrase, Max stumbled out of his now oversized clothes, looking around him in wonder. His once modest bedroom was now big enough to fit a stadium. He couldn’t even see the top of his bed or desk from the ground as he shuffled around, trying to wrap his brain around everything. The toy wasn’t a toy after all, and now he was as big as a mouse. Feeling a little overwhelmed, Max sat down on the floor, the carpet now reaching nearly a foot high to him. This was too weird. He had to do something to fix this.
No sooner did Max start to get his senses back than he felt the ground begin to shake and heard loud booming sounds coming towards him. Panicking, he crawled along the floor, hiding behind a discarded candy wrapper as the door to his room opened, and an immense, giant figure walked in. Max stared up in amazement as he beheld his neighbor and best friend’s mom, Peg, coming into his room.
“Max, sweetie, you here?” The giantess asked as she walked around the room. Max realized that when his dad said someone would be coming around to look after him, he meant Peg. She was nice, both in personality and body, but right now, Max was feeling a bit shy. He stared up at Peg, most of her face blocked by her huge breasts, which only made the boy more uncomfortable. Max knew Peg was a milf. He had never told PJ, but he thought his mom was one of the sexiest women on the block, and he often found himself checking her out when she wasn’t looking at him. It was just a small crush, the kind every boy has on a hot older woman he's around, but right now, he couldn’t take his eyes off Peg. Her gigantic body, every detail so clear and huge from the ground, the way her clothes struggled to contain her thick, luscious body as she strutted around in her high-heel pumps. Max knew he should be focusing on hiding right now, but he was transfixed by the gorgeous hundred-foot milf in front of him.
Peg kept walking around, snooping a bit as she looked at the seemingly clean room. Noticing the pile of clothes that had once been on the full-sized Max, she bent over to pick them up. “Messy teenagers,” Peg smirked as she fished out Max’s boxers from the clothes pile. As she bent over, her heart-shaped ass pointed right at Max, who got to see the rump in a whole new light. It was like two giant moons covered in tight, white pants, jiggling slightly as Peg moved. Max drooled at the sight, feeling himself getting hard at such a rear just hovering above him. He had to look closer, pushing aside the candy wrapper he had been hiding from. The noise he created was small, but it was enough to make Peg turn her head. The huge milf stared at the tiny boy, who could only gawk back at her timidly.
“Max!? What happened to you?” Peg exclaimed as she knelt down on all fours, lowering herself until her face was right in front of the shrunken teen. She stared at his puny form as he froze before her billboard-sized face. Realizing he was naked, Max covered himself and lowered his head, blushing like he had been caught doing something inappropriate. It’s not like he planned to shrink down and spy on his hot neighbor.
Peg had thought it was going to be a boring week. Her fat lump of a husband was out of town, and she was going to be left alone to watch the kids as always. She had hoped to pop in on Max. Maybe since his dad was out of town, she’d catch the boy doing something he wasn’t supposed to. Finding him naked and as tall as her finger was not something she expected to find. When she leaned in, it was hard not to notice what he was covering up. Even with his hands cupping it, she could spot his erection trying to poke out. Peg had one reaction to what she saw.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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