Born only three-inches tall, go through different periods in your tiny life.
|Your name is Steve Mcminor and you are only three-inches tall. You weren’t shrunken, you were born this way. All your life you have been scurrying around under people, avoiding their feet as you go. Finding yourself in dangerous situations at every turn, the only reason you aren’t dead yet is that your body is particularly tough. You’ve survived being stepped on, sat upon, and swallowed and hundreds of other mishap that would leave anyone else dead. You can hold you breath ten times as long as a normal person and survive tall falls. Don’t mistake your toughness for immortality, you’ve had your fair share of bruises and bumps and aren’t quite ready yet to find out how much pressure your body can take. You are in a losing battle with your hormones, which are only kept in check by the fact that if you ever even try to have sex, you’re very likely to fall into a girl. |
Travel through different time periods in Steve’s life. Dealing with his cruel sister, MILF moms, hot best friend, vicious classmates, oblivious crush, sexy nurse, and horny coeds. All you have to do is remember to look out above because you’re Steve Mcminor, three-inch man.
I only ask for proper spelling and grammar and that the chapters be bigger then one sentence. Anything goes for the story, Steve can be eaten, sat on, inserted, get a blow job, get used by men or his family and anything your mind can come up with. Other people can grow, but keep Steve small and remember he’s tough so it’ll take more then being sat on for him to die.