"I dont know, what do you wanna do?" you ask your giantess sister. She sits there and thinks. Jess wasn't exactly the brightest bulb in the box. She sat up, still thinking, and still blurting "uhhh…" she started to drool. You watched as the spit accumulated in her mouth, eventually, a stream started to slide out of the corner of the cavernous mouth. It started to drip onto her neck, and it made its way down to you,
"Ewww!" you said. The drool just kept coming ad coming until you were literally swimming in her cleavage. She then came back from never never land and said,
"oh! Sorry bro! Let me just…" embarrassed, she grabbed both of her breasts and pulled them apart. By now, you were stuck to her right breast from the dried-up drool. You watched in terror, as the drool streamed down your sister's tan, smooth stomach. She pulled her shorts and panties away from her waste and you watched as the drool drained into your sisters vagina. It was actually kind of scary, because the only thing keeping you from that fate was a thin layer of dried drool. Jessie then said again, " sorry little bro, I gues I just, i dont know, thought too hard!" she then started to giggle. Jessie then let go of her boob and you were tightly packed between the two yet again. She hung her legs over her bed and stood up to her full height. She let out a huge yawn and then stretched her whole body vertically, almost touching the roof with her arms. She retracted and then announced to you, "Happy Saturday bro! We made it through the first week!" she put her fist about a foot away from you, from your perspective, which is really like a 1/6 of an inch. You still couldn't move because of the dried drool. Jessie noticed this and pealed you off of her breast arm first. You looked back down and noticed that there was a little outline of your body on her boob where there was no drool. She then rested you on top of the same breast and brought her fist to you. You winded back and punched it as hard as you could. "Nice one rocky!" she said with a comical tone. "okay, let go clean up…"
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