Ken plummeted down towards his inevitable demise, closing his eyes tightly as he anticipated the bloody splat at the end. He was however confused when his fall ended, with a bit of pain, but more of a soft noise, like someone had punched a pillow. Raising up, Ken surveyed his surroundings and saw a vast desert of white sands contained within a circular plastic wall. It didn't take Ken much deduction to determine he had fallen into something on Maggie's desk, the question was what? The unlucky shrunken teen would soon have his answer as the desert suddenly shifted and shuddered as it lifted up, no doubt by the girl he was supposed to be spying on.
"Even if it is a bit cliche, itching powder in Soph's panties should be a riot," Came Maggie's booming voice as Ken suddenly felt himself sliding down with the shifting sands as the open container around him steadily shock.
Outside, Maggie was gently shaking the contents of a tub of itching powder out over her sister's underwear. However to Ken, each twitch of the girl's wrist caused earthquakes which contributed to the steady landslide the gradually pushed him towards the exit. Despite growing fear at what awaited over the edge, there was little that Ken could do, any attempt to climb away from the flow caused him to simple slide down.
Thus with a few more shakes, Ken was dropped down along with a few grains of white sand. Disoriented by the tumble, Ken found himself on a plain of white, comfortable to touch and virtually indistinguishable in color from the sands. Suddenly Maggie's words echoed on Ken's head, "Soph's panties" and "itching powder." Ken knew he was going to end up awkwardly in the middle of this prank if he didn't act fast. The shrunken boy took to his feet and moved as quickly as they could carry him. And quick they were, but neither far nor even carefully was he carried. After not two steps, Ken found himself tripping over a a loose thread, one not normally noticeable for a very specific reason, one Ken would soon discover.
"All done," Maggie proclaimed to herself as she lifted the pale cotton panties into the air.
As the ground rose up below him, rather than tumbling down to the center of the underwear, he was caught in a predicament. The thread he tripped over, and now had his foot stuck in, rapidly tightened as Maggie stretched out the elastic waistband. Ken now found himself hanging upside down in what he would soon discover to be the back of his friend's panties. With out another thought, Maggie folded the panties together, twice over, immersing Ken in darkness, but doing nothing to loosen the noose around his foot. He struggled to pull himself up from his upside down orientation and pull the thread loose once more to escape, but even for a talented athlete this was no easy feat, and the constant shaking as Maggie carried the underwear to her sister's room didn't help. Ken suddenly felt Maggie's grip relinquish as she dropped the underwear down in Sophie's drawer. The young prankster happily left the room to grab a snack and watch her sister squirm.
Not a minute later, Sophie returned to the room, hopefully not looking for fresh underwear. Ken resolved to escape from the folds of fabric, preferably before said fabric was pulled firmly against Sophie's rounded rear. But, just as Ken thought he would be able to free himself from the thread, it cruelly tightened around his leg as the ground shifted. Ken found himself hanging by a literal thread once again as the underwear unfolded, filling Ken's world with light once again.
"Yeah, I'd love to go," Sophie said, her cellphone pressed to her ear with one hand as her other hand slowly worked a fresh pair of panties over her smooth, tanned legs.
Ken saw a second pillar of toned flesh slide past him as he tried to yell over his friend's phone conversation. When this didn't work, he resorted to again pulling at the fiber that bound him as a shadow enveloped the underwear turning the soft white to a foreboding ebony. Looking up, Ken blushed as he observed the shadow's owner, Sophie's cleanly shaved pussy and equally enticing ass. However nice they looked though, the reality of this situation was far harsher, Ken found as he was forced against the pillowy posterior of his close friend.
Before the light vanished with a snap of elastic, Ken heard Sophie ending the call, "Yeah, just lemme get dressed, bye-bye!"
A split second after Ken's prison tightened as Sophie pulled on a pair of jeans. It was only after this that Ken was reminded of Maggie's despicable prank and its consequences on his situation. Suddenly he felt tremendous force pressed him down into Sophie's left check, his air was temporarily cut off as he got a mouth full of doughy flesh. It didn't even end there, the probing finger of Sophie roughly moved up and down seeking to eradicate the chemically induced itch, steamrolling Ken several times over. Sophie's finger eventually left Ken in peace, letting the boy breathe easily, though the vibrations in the flesh before him served as a constant reminds that once Sophie's fingers finished elsewhere they could easily return.
Sophie meanwhile had just gotten off the phone with her friends and dressed to go out, when she was seized by an uncontrollable itchy feeling across her ass. She relentlessly scratched at it, but it unfortunately never seemed to subside. Finally giving up, Sophie decided to just retrieve Ken from Maggie's room, find out what her sister's prank was, and then head off to the movies with her friend, maybe letting her little friend tag alone. Though speaking of tags, Sophie frowned as she snuck into her little sisters room, not only had the itching not stopped, but a loose tag in her panties had been poking at her butt with each step. That "loose tag" was unfortunately Ken, who was hammered by Sophie's falling butt check with every other step, but at the very least the itching had finally stopped, or so Ken thought.
Sophie searched through Maggie's room while her younger sister was getting a snack, but she could find no sign of her shrunken spy. After searching for as long as she could, Sophie stepped out into the hallway, arms crossed. She was getting frustrated, Ken was missing, her friends were on their way, and that itch and tag where driving her insane. In one desperate attempt to scratch that it h, Sophie slammed her rear against the wall and scraped it up and down.
Ken's world went to hell as a very hard object slammed into Sophie's butt. He was immediately compressed and felt as though a truck had dropped on him. However it didn't end there. As the tiny boy struggled to breath, his body unrelentingly forced down, the flesh around him suddenly began to grind against him. The tiny boy felt like he was being pulled apart as the string around his leg held him in place, the panties behind him went one way, the jiggling, yet unrelenting ass before him went another direction, and yet still the wall beyond the panties seemed to go another way.
Outside Sophie was so enthralled by the temporary relief grinding her ass against the wall provided, she hardly heard her sister coming up the stairs. However this was quickly remedied as Sophie heard a fit of giggles break out. Her cheeks turned bright red and she pulled away from the wall as she saw Maggie standing on the stairs, consumed by laughter.
"Enjoying my little prank?" Maggie managed to ask between giggles.
Sophie's face only reddened as she stomped off to her room, leaving Maggie to continue laughing. The door slammed behind her as she disappeared into her room, causing a noise loud enough to permeate Ken's prison of flesh, denim, and cotton, not that he cared as he breathed heavily, glad whatever had just happened was over. Ken clearly heard Sophie's jeans unzip and a moment after light flooded his prison, revealing a clearly upset face belonging to his giantess of a friend. The girl observed the field of white, but her eyes seemed to gloss over him.
"Damnit!" Sophie shouted, nearly deafening Ken, "Little brat put itching powder in my underwear."
"Sophie! Down here!" The tiny "loose tag" called up.
"Ken!?" Sophie replied, her eyes locking onto the sound's source and regarding it with equal parts, surprise and frustration, "How did you get in there?"
"I fell in the tub of itching powder and got stuck in here! Get me out," Ken replied as he again struggled against the stupid string.
Sophie's fingers descended on Ken and pinched hold of his shirt. With no effort, she pulled him free from the cursed binds and began to lift him towards his salvation. About halfway out of the prison though, Ken observed a change in Sophie's expression as a frown became evident. Suddenly Sophie's fingers released Ken, sending him tumbling down the white fabric until he smacked up against her behind, now dotted by the white sands of the itching powder. Ken immediately looked up to look at Sophie's face, hanging over her shoulder as she looked back.
"You know what Ken, you didn't warn me about this prank in time, my friends are on the way, and I don't have time to wash this crap off, so we're gonna solve two problems at once. You get to learn how bad Sophie's pranks can be and I get my own ass scratcher while I'm at the movies, deal?" Sophie explained, her frown not disappearing as she held back the urge to do Ken's new job.
"But-" was the only word that Ken could get out, before the elastic snapped back, pressing him once more into the hot, dark embrace as her pants were pulled on.
With the thread no longer shackling him down, Ken had more freedom to move around Sophie's ass as she walked outside to meet her friends' arriving car. Unfortunately Sophie's ass was given far more freedom to move him around as it pleased, with each step the bounce and shake of Sophie's posterior was evident as it approached the car before brutally slamming down. Ken knew this was going to be a long day as the car rumbled to life.
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