Ash got to his feet and walked away from Misty’s thigh across the flexible cushions of the couch. He tried to keep his face down to prevent Misty from seeing the blush he had from touching her. Even though he had only made brief contact with her flesh, the sensation of that soft, silky skin was still running through his body. Even with puberty a little whiles away, he felt excited from the brief touch.
Misty watched ash walk away and tried to keep her own blush down. When her body had felt that tiny form touch her a spasm of pleasure came from her crotch. It was at that instant that Misty wanted to tug down her shorts and introduce Ash into one of her most intimate areas and she wouldn’t give a damn if he wanted to or not. Her thoughts greatly disturbed her, could she control her hormones around the boy she so greatly desired.

“Comfy?” She asked whilst Ash was sitting down on the cushion next to her.

“Like a bug in a rug,” Ash answered with a smile. Leaning back into the cushion he waited for the movie to start. The newly formed couple remained silent, having trouble coming up with any thing to say. Ash was too busy trying to sort out theses strange new feelings and Misty was admonishing herself for her bad thoughts. Ash looked up to his mother’s TV to see if the movie had started and he grimaced at realizing he had a problem.

“Great,” he sighed. “I’m too small to see the screen.” Since shrinking, everything from sleeping to going for a walk made Ash feel like an infant. Things that would be so easy to solve like seeing a screen now became virtually impossible without so help from a normal person. Ash was a very self reliant person and having his every problem supervised by someone else was a big blow to his ego. He waited for Misty to get up and get him a book or something he could sit on to see the screen, but Misty remained seated.

“Would you like to sit in my lap to see the screen?” Misty asked in barley a whisper. Ash’s mind froze and he slowly visualized himself sitting contently on the thigh of Misty, within eye level of the conjunction between her legs. He broke out in a cold sweat at being so close to Misty, but then realized what he was thinking. Sitting on Misty wouldn’t be that uncomfortable, since shrinking he’d been on her shoulder, her head and even in her pocket. Hell, once he was in her back pocket, which is only a thin layer of cotton away from her tush and he hadn’t be bothered at all. Just because he was dating Misty now, didn’t mean that every time he touched her it entitled some kind of sexual pleasure.

“Sure I’ll sit on your lap, just, if you put some popcorn between your legs don’t mistake me for a kernel,” Ash winked trying to put some humor into this situation.

“I’ll try, but if you get any butter on you, all bets are off.” Grinning lightheartedly, Misty plucked Ash up with her thumb and forefinger and placed him squarely on her thigh, right where her cut off shorts ended and her sleek skin started. Ash scuttled around on the smooth skin and Misty in took a breath sharply. Just the slight touch of Ash on her thigh was sending voltage up her spine. If this were how good it felt to have him touch her leg, imagining how much pleasure she’d get from doing really naughty things made Misty feel light headed. Trying to take her mind of things better left in the bedroom, Misty grabbed the remote and pressed play. The screen lit up and Ash went pasty.

“Turn it off! Turn it off! Turn it off! Turn it off! Turn it off! Turn it off! Turn it off!” He screamed over and over again as a green field played on the TV.

“What’s wrong? All I see is a field and nothing…”

“I’m a big boy!” a naked child screamed as he ran on screen while his mother chased after him with his discarded clothes.

“Ash stop, you have to keep your clothes on,” the mother said as she continued to chase the energetic child around trying to grab him and put his clothes back on.

Misty took one look at the little kid on the screen and then looked at the little boy on her lap, then she looked up again and then she looked down. Slowly she started to crack a smile and she could no longer hold it in. It started as a slight snicker, and then gradually it grew into hysterical laughter.

“I hate home movies,” Ash groaned as he hid his face in his hands and prayed for the sweet release of death to take him away from this horror show.