Thinking quick, you dash under your bed.
You can feel the vibrations coming from the floor as your now goddess-size foster mother enters.
"Stan? ...Stan?" She steps in and hesitantly rips the covers off of your bed. "Uh oh... Where did he go? He shouldn't be able to wake up until..."
Lisa pondered for a moment, then called out Brenda's name. She ascended the stairs, breakfast in hand.
"What's going on, Lisa? Is Stan tiny?"
"I... I don't know where he is!"
"Did he take too much that he shrunk too much?" Brenda gasped.
"I don't know! Help me look for him!"
Both sisters were known for being very slutty in their younger years, and you can see remenants pop up, what with Brenda being divorced now and Lisa never marrying the two women have needs. Needing something that would fill the void in their life, they adopted you in your early teens. Brenda was what some might consider an alcoholic which only made her hornyness worse. Her and Lisa insisted on giving you open mouth kisses that lasted a little bit too long. Since you were at face level to their chests they would think it funny to "accidentaly" rub their breasts against your face. You really didnt mind honestly, they were beautiful and this was the best deal a guy could ask for.
Back to the story.....
You looked to your side and there was all the beer bottles from that party you threw when everyone was away. Brenda didnt really mind but Lisa would be livid with you. Then....
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