Chapter #3Shrunk Before Mom by: chaos   “Honey, I’m going to be busy around the house for the rest of the afternoon and I was hoping you wouldn’t mind staying in your room. Is that okay, my little man?” Rose sweetly asked her son who just grunted and ignored his overly protective mother, not having anything to say to her. She just smiled at him and blew a kiss to the sulking boy, which he also completely ignored. She left him alone again, his unhappiness not helped by his mom’s visit. He couldn’t believe how his mom was treating him. He bet that she took the book he sat on to reach the table just so she could get him to use a booster seat. Well, if that’s how she was going to play, he was going to get back what she’d taken.
The small teen got off his bed and slowly made his way out of his room. His mom was preoccupied with whatever she was up to right now and that would give him a chance to search for his book in her room. One of the many rules Rose had was that he wasn’t allowed in her room. She stressed that rule a lot, telling him that there were things in her room that he couldn’t touch. If she had taken his book it had to be in there.
Silently, he crept into his mom’s room as not to alert her of what he was doing. Her room was nothing special; there was a queen sized bed with pink sheets, a dresser, a work desk with chair, a closet and another door leading to her bathroom. After being so strictly told never to go inside, he found how normal the room was to be a slight disappointment.
“Where is it? Where is it?” Bobby muttered to himself as he began to walk around the room in search of his book. He didn’t expect his mom to just leave it lying around so he started opening up drawers, but found nothing until he went to her dresser. In the first drawer he found something, it wasn’t his book, but it was a book. It was a large tome, with a leather cover that had some kind of weird symbol printed on it. Curious, he pulled the book out and closed the dresser drawer. The book looked old and worn-out, the pages starting to turn yellow from age. He saw a marker between two pages and opened it up to see what was written inside. Three words were on the page in bold, black letters. It looked like gibberish, but something compelled Bobby to speak them out loud. Some kind of force he couldn’t explain.
“Klaatu Barada Shrinkto.”
The book fell from Bobby’s hands onto the table as he felt his body growing numb. He stumbled back, falling onto his mom’s bed, as he felt himself no longer able to move. He stared at the ceiling with big, frightened eyes, with no clue what was happening to him. He tried to call out for his mother, but he couldn’t even move his lips. He kept on looking up as the ceiling seemed to be pulling away from him as though he was being sucked into the ground. He watched as the ceiling rose above him, unable to rationalize what he was seeing or even turn his head away from it. He closed his eyes, as he couldn’t take the confusion anymore and only opened them once he began to regain feeling in his limbs. When he opened his eyes the ceiling was seemingly hundreds of feet above him and had expanded out even further. When he finally tilted his head, he saw that it wasn’t just the ceiling that was different.
“What the Hell?” He gasped as he looked wildly around, everything now giant sized. The bed was a vast field of sheets, nearly the size of a football field. Furniture reached high above Bobby, impossibly huge to his tiny perspective. Bobby’s mouth opened and closed as he looked at the world in wonderment and shock. Life had always seemed big to the short boy, but now they were huge. He got up to his feet unsteadily and walked around, still in a daze by this strange world he found himself in.
He turned to the door as it opened and took a deep breath when he saw his mother. She was gigantic now, a looming figure that dwarfed him in every way imaginable. It sunk in that he had shrunk and he almost started to cry. It wasn’t fair, he was already small, now he was teeny tiny.
His mom didn’t notice him as she moved around her room, opening her closet up and pulling out several articles of clothing. She tossed them on her work desk and turned towards Bobby, but didn’t spot him on her bed. Bobby was going to cry out to his mom, get her attention and hopefully work out how to help him, but then she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head. Bobby took a sharp intake of breath as his mother removed her top. Seeing her as a giant was shocking, seeing her half naked blew his fragile mind. He looked at her breasts, immense mounds of flesh barely concealed in her bra, which was quickly removed letting them hang free. Bobby had never seen his mom naked before, not that he could remember at least, and never thought she was sexy, but seeing her now, a giantess whose nipple was half as big as he was, blew his young, adolescent mind. He decided not to say anything and just watch this giantess undress, ignoring for a moment that this was his mother.
Bobby was transfixed as Rose leaned forward to start pulling her dress down, he watched her bus sized breasts swinging around, wobbling as she pulled at her dress. He watched her breasts shake as she got undressed, standing before him in all her naked glory. His eyes drifted to her crotch, unshaven with light brown hair. Then she turned around to grab her cloths and Bobby was staring at her ass. Each pale cheek wobbled like her breasts as she moved, not as supple, but just as tantalizing to watch. His mom wasn’t a young girl anymore and had put a little bit of weight on, most of it settling around her ass. Her mature, large booty was just perfect to Bobby and he’d willingly tell his mom what a fine ass she had if she asked him.
He kept on looking, his member hardening as the giantess turned around again. As she turned, her body tensed up as she spotted Bobby. A loud gasp escaped her at the sight of him. Embarrassed at being caught, Bobby merely smiled weakly up at his mom. If he were lucky, she would be too busy focusing on him being shrunken then on him being in her room without permission and peeking on her while she was undressed.
As she reached for him on the bed she spoke.
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