You tried to decide which was the lesser of two evils: staying at home and being a plaything to five underage daughters and a babysitter, or a (possibly sexual) plaything to two wives and a girlfriend. Decisions...

"Hell-O!" Amanda snapped you back into the situation. "Make up your mind, tiny!"
"I...um...I think I'll go with you..um...tonight," you finally managed to spit out.
"Good! I found a perfect place for you. Wait a minute."

Then Amanda bent down to pick you up. You felt a little crushed as the giant black fingers wrapped around your 3 inch tall body. Then she brought you up to her dress top and snuggled you into her brassiere.
"Amanda! I could fall out here," you mentioned. She responded by pushing you down even deeper.

"Hm. Hope that's good enough. Now let's go!"