Grandpa Hank placed his glasses on and twirled you between his fingers as he examined you. You knew he recognized you from the widening of his eyes in shock. “Well isn’t this a surprise. How did you end up this way? Are you able to grow back? Are you the only one like this?” He clears his throat and peers around, before whispering, and brings you closer to his face. “Does anyone else know about this? And are you ok after I or rather my balls sat on you?” He asks as he licks his lips.
You are now nervous as he keeps looking around for anyone coming over and eyeing you over. “I’m not sure how this happened. I just woke up on the bench like this before you sat down. I’m not sure how to fix me and I’ve not seen any other little people.” His fingertips rubbed against your body as he seemed I deep thought as you answered. “And you are the first person to see me so no one is helping me and I’m alright from your sitting on me. That I can tell.” You mentally slapped yourself for confessing no one else knows about you being shrunken.
“We ok then. I’m glad In didn’t hurt to be smothered by my balls. And I guess you’re going to have to stick with me so I can help you since you’re so small.” He says as he drops you onto his hairy beer belly similar to your dads. You land on the top of his belly, nearly between his pecks. The hairs surrounding you are like a dense forest but it helps to keep you warm.
His belly shakes as he peers down at you. You lose your footing and grasp a hair to keep from sliding down further. “Don’t you look adorable. Like a bug crawling around my big body. I…” he stopped and looked up as you saw your dad and one of your brothers coming over. Hanks fingers pinch you up quickly.
“Darn bugs!” He says as he lowers you under the table towards his waistband. “No! Wait! Don’t pu…” you’re cut off as he discreetly opened the waistband and dropped you in. It was hotter and sweatier in here and it didn’t help that his laughter caused you to slip down further. You could feel his standing and muttered about taking nap.
Each step forced you downwards till you smacked into a wet stick surface. It was dark in here but your eyes had adjusted enough to see..
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