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Rated: XGC · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1384303

Todd, a sixteen year old boy, is shrunken in mysterious circumstances. Adventure ensues.

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Chapter #11

your mother

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While climbing the chair you feel a tingling sensation on your body and you gasp as the chair leg grows in size! "Shit, I'm still shrinking!" You cry out.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Rhythmic footsteps pound onto the floor, as your mother walks back into the kitchen. Her miles high body tower over you and the chair that you're climbing, casting a shroud of darkness all over you. You can't see her though, due to the chair blocking the view. But judging from the pants that she's wearing, it has to be her. You continue to climb up, as your mother goes over to the refrigerator, opening it up and letting the cool, crisp breeze flow out of it. It makes you shiver and shudder; at this miniscule height, everything was amplified, including normally minor things like that. You hold on though, not letting the fresh zephyrs from the fridge stop you.

Your mother pulls out a cup of raspberry yogurt, smiling to herself. These were one of her favorite things to eat, and they always brought a smile to her face. She walks over to the sink to pull out a fresh spoon, her gigantic football stadium-sized feet causing severe earthquakes that rattle you on your climb up the mountainous chair. At this point you've made some impressive progress for one so small, nearly at the seat of the chair itself. With a heave of effort, you finally make it onto the smooth, glossy seat. It extended on and on, with an indentation from all the sitting it endured from years and years. Suddenly though, everything goes dark again. You look up, and your mouth is agape from the sight. Your beautiful mother is slowly sitting down, her absolutely ginormous glutes coming down, like a meteor about to impact the earth. You only have a few seconds to decide what to do... either to try to run out of the way of the incoming posterior or stay where you are, hoping that you can survive what's coming.
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