You try to squirm free of the sea of heavy clothing, but all you can do is roll further into the mess of clothes. You can tell by the smell they probably have been worn once or twice, and yet you can feel the mess around you moving. Megan had to be looking for something from here, and before you could even get out a scream, a giant hand wrapped around you and a ball of fabric. You tried to get your bearings, although the giantess was on the move. She threw the ball with you onto her bed, leaving you to bounce quite a few times until you rolled to a stop. You growl, managing to free one hand as you hear your sister moving through her room. You gasp in relief to feel the tightness of the fabric release, only to have your eyes widen to see the underside of your sister, bare and out in the open...and you were headed right for her.
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