You slide easily between your fathers cheeks, you could feel your feet lose contact with the carpet. You were being smooshed between your dads furry cheeks and could hear him chuckle.
"Comfy in there? Well consider it your new home for the weekend!". Just then the phone rang, and your 'home' jiggled slightly as your father stood up to answer it. He scratches his exposed nuts as he picks up the phone, you struggle in vain in the fleshy prison to no avail, and instead begin to try to listen to the conversation.
"Yea yea I'll make sure he does his chores, yes trust me he'll be safe." Your father says with a chuckle, clenching his cheeks and letting out a rancid fart. You gag and ponder what dad has planned, he has shrunk you and obviously plans to not let you off his rancid body for the whole time.
"Okay...love you too, bye." You hear the phone hang up and your father sighs with content and your home squeezes you as he sits down in his lounge chair and let's out a long fart before reaching around and fishing you out and putting you on his thigh.
"Well boy get to work by.."
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