# Sleepovers Just Get a Little Crazy Sometimes

By: TheDragonBoy

## Content

Chapter 1: It’s been soooo long!

“Oh my gosh it’s been soooo long!”

“I know. It’s gonna be great!”

“Totally!”

The two girls rushed up the stairs, one after the other, door pulled shut hard behind them. One carried a couple bags that she hurriedly threw to the side once they reached the top, the other had no need for bags- it was her own room, after all.

Aubrie Meadows ran and flopped down into her bed, and her friend Hailey followed right after, flopping down next to her. They giggled together, reveling in the long awaited joy of freedom and company.

Hailey loved coming over there. Not only did she get to hang out with her best friend, but her friend’s room was just so cool! Mundanely speaking, it was an attic room, but to her: tucked away on the top floor, with the slanted roof and the stairs, it felt like their own special clubhouse!

“So what should we do first?” Hailey asked, legs kicking. She was the guest, and also the younger of the two, so she easily defaulted to her friend’s judgment.

“Hm… maybe this!” Aubrie threw out a hand, quickly knocking against her guest’s arm before scrambling away, shouting, “Tag! You’re it!”

That was all it took for the room to erupt into a battleground. Aubrie had the literal home field advantage, not to mention the longer legs, but Hailey was no pushover, and her lighter weight kept her nimble on her toes. They raced around the rug, over the bed, past the staircase they’d come up, round and round, back and forth. They knocked against the dresser and the table, plowed straight through Hailey’s bags multiple times, and once even clipped the TV, setting it trembling on its stand.

Finally, Aubrie crashed into her bed and stayed down, smiling and panting.

“Ha! Gotcha! Tag!” Hailey declared, crashing down next to her.

“No, no, the bed is the safe zone,” the older girl ‘explained’ through her tired grin.

“What!? Then how did you tag me on the bed in the first place!?”

It just devolved into more giggles and laughter at that point, with each ‘tagging’ the other back and forth halfheartedly, neither mustering the energy to actually get up and flee again. Finally, one of them had the good sense to officially call the whole thing off.

“Maybe we should- *pant* -play a sitting game instead?” Hailey suggested.

“Or, like- *pant* -maybe watch something? *pant*”

“Like a movie!?” the younger girl asked with noticeable excitement.

“Sure, but- *pant* -maybe let’s change first?” Aubrie suggested, clothes feeling a bit hot and tight after all that running around.

“Yeah, good idea,” came Hailey’s agreement. She shoved herself off the bed in a hurry, despite still catching her breath, and rushed over toward her bags. Clearly the idea had her motivated, unlike her host, who took a few more seconds to get up.

“OMG,” Hailey chattered as she unzipped her overturned pack, “it’s been foreeever since I just sat and watched a whole movie.”

“Don’t you still have that TV in your room?” Aubrie asked, walking up to her dresser.

“Yeah, but I have to stop every two seconds to help take care of my brother!”

“Of course,” Aubrie sympathized. She’d been hearing a lot about that over the last- “How long has it been now?”

“I think, like 80 weeks.”

“Um… you mean, like 8?”

“Well it feels like 80!”

“And he still can’t do anything on his own?”

“Nothing. I mean, it’s not like he’s gotten any bigger. And believe me, my parents have checked.”

There was a pause in the conversation as each girl pulled her top off over her head.

“Seriously, Aubrie, all day long after I get home from school and all night: ‘help Shawn get off his bed’, ‘help Shawn get back on his bed’, ‘go get Shawn a snack’, ‘go get Shawn water’, ‘help Shawn change the channel’, ‘go turn off Shawn’s TV’, ‘hold Shawn while I change his sheets’.”

“He’s a teenager!” Aubrie interrupted in complaint as she pulled her head through her fresh PJs. “He can’t change his own tiny sheets and make his own tiny bed!?”

“Full. Sized. Sheets.”

“Full sized sheets!?”

“Yes! Full sized sheets!”

“Why would you even need to change those! He’s like the size of a finger!” She flung her pants away for emphasis. “How dirty can he get them!? And seriously, why won’t your mom and dad just buy him the tiny stuff already?”

“They keep saying the doctors will find a way to fix him soon. They want him to ‘feel normal’ and keep using all his same stuff.”

“How is he supposed to use his stuff when he can’t even pick it up, though?”

“That’s what I keep saying!”

“So he’s just got a whole ‘giant’ room, full of ‘giant’ toys and junk that’s all too big and heavy for him even if he could reach it?”

“Pretty much, though I guess he doesn’t really have the ‘whole’ room anymore. We started storing some of our stuff in there. Like in boxes on the floor and junk. The floor he can’t even walk on- by the way- because the carpet is too tall.”

That one triggered a giggle from Aubrie. The idea of an itty-bitty guy struggling to walk through a little carpet was just too cute and silly.

“Do you at least get to, you know, play with him a little?” the older girl asked. “I mean, having a tiny shrunken brother must be at least a little fun, right?”

“Nope,” Hailey answered bluntly as she finished pulling up her bottoms. “I’m not supposed to do anything that ‘makes him feel small’.”

“Except, you know, carrying him around everywhere?”

“Mom and dad say that’s for safety.” Hailey rolled her eyes. Her single-digit age didn’t afford her a vocabulary with the word ‘hypocrisy’, but that didn’t stop her from recognizing the concept.

“Ugh, lame,” Aubrie sympathized. But as the pair finished changing, she quickly shifted to a more positive tone. “Well, tonight’s gonna be different,” she declared. “No annoying brothers, no getting interrupted, just fun!”

“Fun!” Hailey cheered in agreement, fist rising into the air

“Oh,” the older girl realized, thinking twice. “We’ll probably get interrupted for dinner if we start the movie now. Can’t let that happen. Maybe we should just set everything up now so it’s ready, then start right after we eat?”

“Ooo, perfect.”

“It’s probably even better if we start late. I’ve got the perfect movie. I’ve been waiting to watch it with you for, like, forever. It’s supposed to be super scary.”

“Eeeeep! I can’t wait! I’ll get my sleeping bag out!”

“Me too!”

Hailey stuffed her day clothes into her first bag and zipped it up, then she pulled her second back upright and zipped it open, yanking a few times on the rolled up fabric inside until it finally came out. Meanwhile, Aubrie pattered over from her dresser to her closet, pushed it open, and found her own sleeping bag to pull out. Sure, she could just sleep in her bed, but where was the fun in that!?

The pair met up over by the TV, bedding in hand, and eyed a spot on the floor together.

“Ready?”

“Yeah. Three, two, one, go!”

They both did their best to throw their sleeping bags open at the same time, aiming to have them unroll all lined up side by side in perfect sync. It… didn’t exactly work. Aubrie had gone early, and Hailey’s had unrolled a bit crooked- probably because of how hurriedly she’d rolled it up when she’d packed it at her place.

They giggled at the mess-up as the younger girl straightened hers out on hands and knees, crawling forward over the fluffy length to push the far end fully open.

“Eeep!”

Aubrie looked sharply to her squealing friend, who was recoiling away from her sleeping bag. There was… there was something moving inside! A tiny shape wriggling around underneath the fabric, right by the opening at the end.

For the moment, they both assumed the worst: that some kind of nasty bug had gotten in, and they would have to burn the sleeping bag, the room, and probably the whole block just to be safe. But then a tiny head finally popped its way out into the light, and the situation suddenly became both a lot better, and a lot worse.

*gasp*

It was a quiet noise, for how desperate it sounded. One tiny arm, then another, pushed its way from the sleeping bag, along with an equally tiny chest, puffing hard.

“Shawn!?” Hailey exclaimed in disbelief.

“Finally free!” the tiny teen gasped in an over-exaggerated fashion. He’d never be able to look at camping gear the same way again. “Stupid shrinking disease- I’ve been screaming in there for like an hour! Why do you throw your stuff around so much!?” he yelled toward his (much bigger) little sister.

“W-What are you doing in my sleeping bag!?” she yelped back in confusion.

“You threw it on my bed when you were packing for your stupid trip! It landed right on top of me! Next thing I know I’m rolled up and stuffed in your bag!”

“…Oops…” Hailey muttered, looking away awkwardly as she thought back over the incident. She had been in a pretty big hurry to pack up and leave for the sleepover. She’d been looking for that sleeping bag for a while before she realized it had been moved into her brother’s room for storage.

“‘Oops’!? Is that all you have to say!?”

“Whatever,” Aubrie interjected. “Listen, this is a girl’s sleepover. No boys allowed, and especially no annoying brothers. So why don’t you just beat it already.”

“Um, as if I wouldn’t love to be anywhere but here,” Shawn replied with a scowl. “Hailey, call mom, tell her you did something dumb and she has to come get me.”

“Oh man…” the younger girl moaned in defeat, rising and turning back toward her bag, where her phone was. “I’m gonna be in so much trouble… Mom’ll probably make me come straight home and then I’ll be grounded for like a month…”

“Wait,” Aubrie called, grabbing a hand to hold her back.

Hailey looked over with a questioning frown.

“What if…” the older girl raised an eyebrow “…you don’t tell your mom?”

“Huh?” Shawn questioned from below.

“But…” Hailey pondered in similar confusion “…won’t she just find out anyway?”

“Yeah, but she doesn’t have to find out tonight. Like you said, you’re gonna be in trouble anyway, so just wait until tomorrow or something.”

“We could still have our sleepover…” the younger girl realized, frown shrinking.

“Right.”

Both girls started to smile at each other again, just in time for the boy to speak up.

“Whoa, whoa, no way! I am not gonna be stuck here hanging out with you two little girls all night! I’ve got stuff to do!”

“No you don’t,” Aubrie dismissed. “Hailey already told me: you can’t do anything by yourself anyway.” She smirked at her own quick reply, but her friend frowned again in thought.

“It is better than having to go home, but… I’ll still have to take care of him all night… *sigh* …again.”

“Geeze, I’m sorry my terribly busy little sister has to spend a little time taking care of her sick brother,” Shawn remarked sarcastically. “J-”

“Good,” Aubrie interrupted, before the tiny boy could continue. “Then you can make it up to her by playing with her for the night.”

“Huh?”

“Huh?

The questioning tone came from both siblings at once this time, but Aubrie decided it was her friend who deserved the reply.

“Come on, he’s a shrinky, tiny person! There’s gotta be like a million billion games we could play! I know you’ve thought about it.”

Hailey’s growing smile was all the answer Aubrie needed to keep talking.

“Just think about it, one night where you could actually have fun with him. With no stupid rules. We could play whatever we want! I bet even Shawn would like that!”

“No I wouldn’t!” the tiny objected. Aubrie just rolled her eyes.

“Don’t listen to him, I bet he’s bored out of his tiny little head and is just dying to have some actual fun.”

From down below the towering adolescents, Shawn looked up to see his little sis glancing down at him with a growing smile.

“Hailey!?” he said, half a warning and half a worry.

“Oh come on!” she replied innocently. “It’ll be fun!”

“Yes!” cheered Aubrie.

“Ugh, I can’t believe this is happening,” bemoaned the tiny teen with a hand to his face. “What kind of stupid games are you gonna force me to play!?”

“Hm, that’s a good question…” the older girl replied, glancing away thoughtfully. “Oh!” And then she was off.

Chapter 2: This is your fiance

Aubrie ran back to her closet, which she hadn’t bothered to close, and quickly returned with another tiny person in her hand. This miniature lady was a bit bigger than little Shawn, with a gorgeous face and pretty hair. Also, she was made of plastic. The preteen got down on her knees atop her sleeping bag to properly show off her doll.

“This is your fiance,” the girl said eagerly, introducing Shawn to his plastic bride. “You love her very much, but she’s gone on a trip far away, and she misses you so much! Here, Hailey- you do her voice.”

“Oh Shawn, my beloved, I miss you so much!” the younger girl said for the doll in a silly voice.

The girls giggled together for a moment while the boy looked on uncomfortably.

“Okay, now lie down on your sleeping bag,” Aubrie instructed.

Hailey, grinning, quickly complied. She dropped her knees on the far end of the bedding, then fell forward onto her hands. At Shawn’s scale, the impact of her weight sent a huge wave through the fabric, as a large puff of trapped air came shooting out from inside, right into his face. He stumbled back, but then came the second, even larger wave as his ‘little’ sis let her chest fall to the ground as well. The momentary hurricane along with the sudden shift of the fabric beneath his feet sent him flailing onto his rear. He grunted and looked up to see his sister’s giant, oblivious smile looming directly overhead- and unsettlingly close.

“Hey, watch it!” the tiny boy complained. But his complaint went largely ignored.

“Now, you go over here,” Aubrie said. She did her best to arrange her doll in a sitting position and place it carefully on the top of her friend’s head. “Come on, hold still,” the older girl laughed, as Hailey’s own giggling made things difficult. When the ‘bride’ was finally in place, she continued with, “And you come over here.”

Without further word or warning, Aubrie reached down and plucked little Shawn right out from under his sibling’s nose, whisking him away into the air.

“Whoa! Hey!”

She waddled over on her knees to the far end of Hailey’s sleeping bag and, to her credit, set the boy down rather gently at his sibling’s feet.

“Your poor fiance is all the way on the other side of Haileyland,” Aubrie explained with mock sympathy.

Following her gesture, Shawn found his sister’s soles and ankles took up most of his view, but beyond their peaks he could still make out a few rolling hills of pajama fabric, followed by the distant rise of her shoulders, and finally the back of her head with that dumb doll sitting on top.

“But she’s sure her future husband will come to prove his love!” Aubrie continued, setting the scene.

“Oh, I’m sure he’ll come!” Hailey declared in her silly voice, speaking for the ‘bride’. “My wonderful Shawn will find a way!”

The pair giggled again.

“Come on!” the unamused boy protested. “You’ve gotta be kidding!”

“Oh, where could he be!?” came his sister’s playful voice in reply. “I just have to see him tonight!”

“Hailey!” he shouted unhappily. Clearly he was gonna need some help getting into the game.

“Well?” Aubrie encouraged, “you can’t leave your fiance waiting. Go on.”

She reached out her hand again and gave him a gentle nudge onward. Of course, at his scale, a ‘gentle nudge’ was more like a heavy shove. Her fingers knocked into his back and sent him tumbling forward, stumbling face-first into his sister’s foot.

“Teheehee,” Hailey giggled, reflexively wriggling her toes.

Shawn pushed himself off with a, “Blugh!” staring down unhappily at the giant foot. It rose taller than his head and gave off a ‘faint’ odor which was all too noticeable at his proximity.

“It would be a long and hard journey,” Aubrie narrated encouragingly, “but certainly love would find a way…” She eyed him expectantly.

“Ugh! Fine!” caved the tiny boy. With a visible scowl of disgust, he leaned forward again and started on hands and knees up his sister’s sole. He set his sights on the peak of her heels and told himself, Let’s just get this over with.

“Pf- Pfff- Phahaha!- Heehe!”

The soft ‘ground’ below him started to shake and squirm as his little limbs tickled the sensitive skin. Hailey did her best to keep still, but her best wasn’t much, and she kept instinctively trying to look back over her shoulder to see the source of the sensation.

“Hailey!” Aubrie scolded playfully, as all her shifting knocked the poor bride off her perch.

“Hehe- s- sorry- hehehe,” came the broken apology, just as the tiny boy managed to pull himself up onto her heel. The older girl went to grab the dethroned doll, but Hailey’s hand came up to guide the placement. “Here, put her here,” she advised, pulling her friend’s hand toward the back of her neck.

After a few moments, Aubrie had managed to reposition her doll so that it was straddling Hailey’s neck, steady enough that the younger girl could even look back to see her tiny brother pull himself up and stand precariously atop the very bottom of her leg. She could only faintly feel the little pressure points as his weight sunk into her skin.

Shawn looked out over the length of his sister’s body, laid before him like some strange living landscape. Since his shrinking, he’d been acquainted with the feeling of flesh underfoot, of being held and carried, but not this. This was new. Usually he was being moved, handled with purpose, not just free to roam, and he certainly wasn’t used to this… angle.

“Psst,” Aubrie signaled to her friend.

“Oh, um- When will my beloved fiance arrive!? Oh, I hope he makes it here soon! I’m so lonely,” Hailey voiced over her shoulder.

“Whatever,” the tiny grumbled, but he started walking. It was a little narrow at first, as he stepped up onto the bottom of his sister’s pant leg, but it gradually widened as he carried on. Eventually it was just like walking on an uneven, warm carpet… with a pulse. He followed the contour of her calf, down into the shallow dip of her knee, then up the gentle slope of her thigh.

“With love in his heart,” Aubrie narrated, “Shawn walked tirelessly through Leg Valley, all the way to the wonderful hills of Butt.”

Shawn felt a jiggle as his sister chuckled beneath him.

“Seriously, Hailey?! Aren’t you too old for butt jokes?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Aubrie replied. “That’s just the name of the place. The hills of Butt, no jokes there.”

Hailey giggled even harder. Shawn groaned. More than that, he grimaced uncomfortably as he set his reluctant gaze on the twin peaks of his sister’s looming rear.

“Stupid girls and their dumb game,” he muttered under his breath, with a clear whine of disgust that only he was close enough to overhear.

But with no other choice, he started walking again. His feet started to sink further, as he trekked over the supple surface of his sister’s seat. It was almost steep at parts, but he fought to stay upright and avoid dropping to all-fours, very determined not to ‘touch’ any more than he had to.

Hailey craned her neck as she watched the tiny form of her shrunken brother reappear from behind the curve of her rump, inspiring some fresh dialogue:

“Oh, is that him?! My lovely fiance?! Climbing the hills to visit me?! Oh it is him! Come to me, my darling.”

Shawn rolled his eyes as he crested the top and hurriedly rushed the rest of the way down, trying not to trip. Crossing onto the pajama top, his path broadened out considerably. He followed the bony path of her spine, step by step, up the gentle slope of her back, nearly stumbling once or twice as the ‘ground’ swelled and sank with the girl’s breathing.

Eventually, Hailey lost sight of her brother, but she could still feel his tiny feet, so she knew exactly when to call out:

“My wonderful Shawn! My love! You made it! Oh, I knew you’d come for me!”

“And they made out all night long, the end,” Aubrie added.

The girls giggled in satisfaction. The boy was less than amused.

“Great, can I go home now?” he asked sarcastically.

“But that was just the first game!” Hailey objected below him.

“How was that even a game!? I just walked while you two talked!”

“Hm… you know he might have a point, Hail. Maybe there needs to be more of a challenge? Here-” The older girl reached out and plucked both husband and wife off the other girl’s back (with ignored protests from Shawn) and gestured for her friend to get up. “-you take ‘em, it’s my turn now.”

Handing the pair off to Hailey, Aubrie laid down on her own sleeping bag, on her back this time, propped up slightly on her elbows so she could see what was going on.

“Um… here,” Hailey decided, placing the doll on her friend’s shoulder and bending the legs so it wouldn’t fall. “The next year, your fiance took another trip to another far away place. The Shoulder Mountains of Aubrieland. But you both realized again that you couldn’t bear to be apart, so you’ve got to go see her right away!”

Following her masterful narration, Hailey then naturally set her brother down at the other girl’s waiting feet. Her soles stood vertical, multiple times his height, like fleshy walls topped with toes.

“Come on! Not again!” he complained. “How am I even supposed to get up there!?” It was really more a protest than a legitimate question, seeing as he didn’t want to have to climb another girl’s smelly feet.

“He’s got a point,” Hailey agreed.

“Thank you!”

“He’s a lot smaller than your foot, we still gotta make the game fair.”

“What!?”

“Okay, fine,” Aubrie agreed.

The giant, living walls that he’d been uneasily staring at suddenly shifted. The girl flexed her ankles as far as they’d go, bent her knees slightly, and dug her heels down into the sleeping bag. Curling her toes, she was just able to make a flat-ish path suitable for a shrunken teenager with a longing fiance.

“There, perfect,” she remarked.

“The path was set, but would Shawn be able to make it to his beautiful bride?”

“Ugh, what kind of shows have you two been watching?” the tiny boy muttered in defeat. He set a shrunken foot on one of Aubrie’s toenails and stepped up. Whatever. This game is so boring even they have to get tired of it soon. Then I can convince Hailey to just call mom and let me get the heck out of here. With that thought in mind, presently, Shawn had feet to climb. He crested the knuckles before starting down toward-

“Whaa!” the tiny boy yelped, as the fleshy ground below suddenly sprung to life, literally springing up into a sharp slope that sent him tumbling down.

“Oh no! A landslide!” Aubrie explained, watching the micro tumble into a heap between her ankles. She pressed them tight to make sure there wasn’t enough room for him to slip through and get stuck.

“Wha… what the fuck!?”

*gasp*! “Language!” Aubrie chided, but in the silly voice chosen for the doll atop her shoulder. “That’s no way to talk in front of a lady, not if you ever want to have a wife!”

Hailey giggled at the innocent prank. “You did say the game was too easy,” she pointed out.

Shawn’s only response was to grunt unhappily and pick himself up, climbing out of the valley between the preteen ankles and getting back on his feet.

“Far too devoted to be stopped by a landslide, Shawn pressed on toward his love!” his sister narrated.

“But, now he’d have to get past the humongous, Knee Mountains.”

In a simple gesture, Aubrie pulled her feet in, sliding them across her sleeping bag as she drew her knees higher. The previously flat expanse of the girl’s body suddenly rose into a towering, pajama-clad cliff face, right before the boy’s tiny eyes.

“What! No way!” Shawn complained- yet again.

“Oh, I hope my love can make it through the Knee Mountains,” Hailey encouraged.

“…”

“Hopefully he doesn’t get stuck in Foot Valley,” Aubrie added, as soon as she noticed the distinct lack of participation, “he’d have to camp there all night long.”

Shawn wasn’t sure how much of that was intentional threat, and how much was just more of their silly make-believe game, but either way the idea was unpleasant enough to give him some motivation.

“Ugh, I can’t believe this…” he muttered, defeated once again.

Taking a step forward, he gripped a fistful of pajama pant and started to climb. Luckily for him, the fabric made it, if not easy, at least doable. The tiny started breathing hard as he ascended, and even though he knew he was only millimeters off the ground, with nothing but pillowy bedding and supple skin below him, still his perspective gave his heart a jump whenever he looked down, especially whenever Aubrie shifted, sending his living mountain swaying to one side or the other.

It took over a minute, but eventually the girl saw and felt her friend’s shrunken brother reach the top of her knee.

“Hah! Yes! Take that!” Shawn proclaimed.

“Brave and determined to see his love, Shawn climbs all the way to the top of Mt. Left!” Hailey narrates.

“Oh, my darling!” Aubrie joins in, voicing her doll. “Is that you!? I can see you all the way from my clifftop villa! Please hurry and join me!”

“Do you even know what a villa is!?” the teen barked in reply, immediately annoyed that he’d shown anything even resembling engagement with this dumb little girls’ game.

Aubrie didn’t respond verbally, but she did wiggle her knee a bit- just to encourage him to keep going, of course.

“Whoa! Alright, alright!” The boy looked down for a moment, out over the expanse of belly and chest that was the rest of his ‘journey’. At least it seemed like it would be a pretty easy ride once he got down. So he turned around and started carefully climbing backwards down the drop of Aubrie’s thigh. Just like on the way up, the fabric bunched and folded around his hands and feet, giving him flexible but dependable holds to make his descent.

He reached the ground- meaning the base of the girl’s belly, without much trouble. The fabric of her top and bottom both bunched up there where they met, so he carefully stepped through and towards the center, where said ‘ground’ was flattest.

The rest of the way looked mostly level, except for a pair of modest mounds which he really didn’t want to think about. Mostly it was just the incline created by the way Aubrie was propping herself up to watch. With his sister as recent experience, Shawn started confidently and eagerly on the final stretch of his ‘journey’, ready for this whole thing to be over with.

But someone had other plans.

“Shawn pushed ahead toward his waiting love,” Aubrie said, borrowing the narration from her friend. “But the further he went into the Shoulder Mountains, the steeper they got!”

The tiny boy felt something shift in the body below him. At first he couldn’t tell what, until he noticed the backdrop of the room starting to move behind Aubrie’s head, and his steps starting to feel more and more difficult.

She was pushing more with her elbows, lifting her chest higher off the ground.

Shawn gritted his teeth, annoyed and determined, and powered ahead, half-muttering something under his breath.

“Please, be careful my love!” his sister called in her doll voice, suppressing a giggle.

“The mountains get so very steep!” Aubrie’s voice added. He could feel it rumble in her chest below him, just as her entire torso lurched again.

Off her elbows and onto her hands, the girl sat up taller. The tiny climbing her top stumbled and fell forward, grabbing hold of the fabric to steady himself.

“Seriously!?” Shawn complained, but he was met only with more shared giggles which vibrated the shirt he was clinging to. Grumbling some more, he started to crawl. Indignantly shuffling along on hands and knees, he crossed over the preteen’s belly and onto her chest.

Aubrie pushed herself up a little straighter.

Shawn felt himself slip and grabbed fist-fulls of fabric. He kept his eye on his goal, that dumb doll sitting on the kid’s shoulder, but he was looking much more upward than forward at this point, and he couldn’t help but notice how the ‘curves’ of the chest he was climbing were eclipsing the bottom of his view. Even less avoidably, they were starting to become a practical concern: they were laying between him and his destination. Climbing straight over one would have been the most direct route, but he quickly decided against it. Not only did the thought make him want to gag, but also, even small as they were, those bulges in her shirt still would have made his already steep climb even steeper.

Setting a course straight up the center, the tiny boy started ascending again. He glared up at the giant, smiling face looking down on him, as the warm surface beneath him swelled and slumped with the girl’s breathing, and trembled with her restrained giggles. His views to the left and right gradually filled further with rising walls of pajama fabric, but he did his best to ignore that.

Suddenly: wind. A gust came out of nowhere, blowing mostly from behind his back. Strong and warm and… wet? Shawn turned his head and there were his sister’s pursed lips, as her breath whooshed past straight into him.

“Hey! Cut it out!”

A new round of giggles erupted from the girls. The tiny boy felt Aubrie take a deep breath below him and braced himself just before a second humid gust assaulted him from above.

“Shawn was getting close! But the mountains were oh so windy and cold! He’d have to keep himself warm with the love in his heart!”

“Cold!? Your breath is hot!” the teeny teen yelled, throwing up one hand to cover his face. “And it smells! Quit it!”

Aubrie took a quick gasp to refill her lungs. “How rude!” she scolded, but in her playful doll voice. “Don’t you know all ladies have lavender breath?”

He felt her take another even larger inhale. Her chest swelled below him, her back rose stiffer. Shawn tried to get his other hand back on her shirt for a grip, but before he had a chance, both girls blew huge torrents of air straight onto him.

He closed his eyes, he lost his grip, and he fell.

“Whaa-”

The fall was short, tumbling as he caught on a few stray folds, then landing in an awkward heap amidst steep walls of warm, soft fabric. Frustrated and frantic, he immediately struggled to right himself.

“Hehe-hehehe-haha!!” Aubrie broke out laughing, her body shuttering and quivering around him. “It- haha- it tickles!”

Hailey watched her shrunken brother, squirming around in the little valley between her friend’s belly and raised knees.

“Oh no!” the younger girl said, trying to keep from catching the giggles herself as she attempted her narration. “The storm knocked Shawn off the mountain!”

The growing laughter became hard enough that Aubrie’s doll fell from her shoulder, tumbling backwards.

“And his poor fiance too!”

Then the older girl finally lost enough concentration that her knees drifted apart. With only another moment or two of struggling against the loose fabric, Shawn eventually tumbled out over the girl’s crotch, between the opening of her thighs, and fell another few inches onto the sleeping bag below. Feeling the relief, Aubrie still took another second or two to catch her breath.

“Oh well, I guess it just wasn’t meant to be,” she consoled, looking down at the tiny between her legs. “She was probably too good for you anyway.”

“Hey, be nice!” Hailey insisted with a playful nudge, still almost laughing herself.

“Okay, sorry,” the older girl apologized through her similarly playful smile.

Red in the face with embarrassment, Shawn yelled out, “Alright! Game over! Now can I just get out of here already?!” He had a bum staring him down in one direction, a pair of feet in the other, and wobbling knees overhead that each weighed more than he did, liable to fall down to either side or even straight on top of him.

“Okay, okay,” Hailey obliged. She reached over one leg and pulled her brother off her friend’s sleeping bag.

Not that he liked being carried around like another of their dolls, but he had to admit he did at least feel some relief being in his sister’s grip. He knew she could be careful with him when she wasn’t being dumb. But that relief only lasted a moment.

Chapter 3: Meow

“What should we play next?” the younger girl asked, clearly excited.

“Hm…” Aubrie crossed her legs and thought for a moment.

…*scratch-scratch-scratch*

“Is that Mittens?” Hailey asked, glancing toward the stairs. It sounded like it came from the door.

“Yeah, she wants to come in,” her host said dismissively. Her cat’s scratching was a sound she’d gotten very used to.

“Want me to open the door?”

“Um, better not. She might think Shawn is like a mouse or something.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. …Oh!”

Hailey looked to her friend, who sounded very much like she’d just had an idea. Aubrie grinned, and then quickly got up off her sleeping bag. She grabbed Shawn’s late bride and pattered back over to her closet.

“Hrm… Yes! This is perfect! Now, where are…” The older girl continued to murmur as she dug through her stuff, meanwhile the tiny teen started feeling increasingly nervous.

“Um, you guys aren’t gonna let her cat play with me, right?” he asked, trying not to sound afraid.

“Shawn!? Of course not!” his sister answered, almost offended.

“What?” Aubrie asked, glancing over her shoulder.

“He thought we were gonna let the cat play with him!”

“Well, we are, kinda,” the older girl replied.

“Huh?”

That casual little question did not feel like an appropriate response to Shawn, who was suddenly feeling a lot less safe in his sister’s iron grip.

“NO! WAY! Do not take me anywhere near that-”

“Ta-da!” Aubrie interrupted, twirling around.

In each of her hands was a headband, featuring fake fur and cartoony cat ears. Hailey quickly recognized them from last year’s Halloween.

“Oh, we’re the cats!” the younger girl realized aloud.

“Yup!” their host confirmed with satisfaction, walking back over. “I don’t have any mouse ears, definitely not ones small enough for Shawn, but I do have this.”

Between two fingers, she held up a miniature cheese wheel with a slice missing; one of the little plastic pieces from her kitchen-themed doll set.

“Perfect!” Hailey cheered.

“Right?” the older girl asked rhetorically.

“Okay, so Shawn the mouse wants the cheese, but if he’s not careful then the cats might get him?”

“Yeah. We’ll put the cheese somewhere and then he’s gotta sneak over and grab it.”

“Where does he need to bring it? Does he have a mouse hole?”

“Um… oh, we can use one of my shoes as a mouse hole! Just put it sideways.”

“HEY!” Shawn yelled. Actually, he’d been trying to yell this whole time, but the girl’s had been too busy planning his next humiliation to notice. This time, though, he’d finally managed to get their attention. “I’ve had enough of your dumb games, alright!? I’m not gonna pretend to be a fucking mouse for you!”

“Oh come on, Shawn,” whined his giant little sister, “it’ll be fun!”

“What about this sounds like fun to you!?”

“Ugh, right,” Aubrie muttered. “He’s a teenager, Hailey, he doesn’t like actual fun stuff, right? You’re his brother, what stuff does he like?”

“Um… I don’t know, really. Before he got tiny he was just on his phone all the time.”

“Yeah, that works. Alright, mousy, how about this: If you get the cheese back to your mouse hole, I’ll let you play on my phone for a while. Any game you want.”

“I-” the tiny boy was about to reply with something very fitting for his demographic, but an idea interrupted him. “…Fine.”

“Yes!” Aubrie cheered, then shifted her address to Hailey. “Here, you take this and this, I’ll go get a mouse hole.”

Shawn was far from thrilled with the idea, but if he could get some time alone with a phone, he could use it to text his mom. Then he could finally get out of this place!

What followed was a flurry of excited activity as the girls quickly put on their cat ears and set up for their game. Hailey carried him over to one side of the room where he watched her put the ‘cheese’ down in the middle of the floor, then she carried him all the way to the other side, and before he knew it, he was plopped down in front of one of the older girl’s winter boots, with his sister and her friend grinning down at him on hands and knees.

“Okay, so here’s the rules,” Hailey said. “You start in your mouse hole, and me and Aubrie pretend to be cats.”

“Meow.”

“Hehe, yeah. You have to sneak out when we’re not looking, grab the cheese and make it back inside. But when you’re outside, we can get ya!”

“And if we get ya, you gotta start over.”

“Fine, whatever,” Shawn agreed, then added under his breath, “Man, I didn’t realize my little sister was still, like, six.”

“Hissss,” went Hailey, apparently still close enough to hear him, and without another ‘human’ word, she reared up on her knees and ‘pounced’, throwing her hands down at him.

Shawn, true to his role, found the closest hiding spot he could and dove for it. He skidded to a stop atop the furry inner lining of Aubrie’s boot. He hadn’t even realized where he’d gone until a moment later, when the older girl bent down to peer inside. Luckily, it didn’t smell like she’d worn it too recently.

“Hehe, purrrrfect. Alright Hailey, let’s go.”

The floor rumbled lightly beneath him as the two kids started to move, but the sounds and sensations quickly faded as they left.

“Meow?” went Hailey to her friend as she left her brother behind. She didn’t have a cat of her own, so she wasn’t really sure how she should be acting.

“Meow,” Aubrie explained, gesturing with a ‘paw’. The older girl led the way over to the wall, where the setting sun was just starting to cast beams. “Mrrow!” She mock-clawed at the narrow shape, the shadow of her limb flicking through it.

“Mrow!?” went Hailey, feigning surprise. She moved closer and sniffed at the glow. When the light caught on her nose, she flinched back and ‘clawed’ at it herself in imitation.

The older girl chuckled but tried to hold it in- after all, that wasn’t a cat sound. Hailey did much the same, meanwhile she hesitantly waved her ‘paw’ through the shaft like she was trying to figure out how to grab it.

Suddenly, cat-Aubrie bolted up straight, head flicking with intent. The younger girl looked as well and quickly saw: a little ‘mouse’, sprinting as fast as he could across the middle of the floor. She hesitated, not completely sure what to do next, but the older ‘cat’ knew exactly, and had already started moving.

There was a series of hard thumps as the preteen bounded on hands and knees, followed by a loud “Mrrow!” and then an even louder *thud*.

Shawn couldn’t really hear over the huffing of his own breath, but he could feel the shaking floor. He looked over, his eyes went wide, and then a giant girl descended down on him in a crash. The sight gave him a sudden jolt of pure, mortal terror. The tiny boy covered his head and ducked, fearing for his life as the relative weight of a skyscraper came flying directly at him.

Of course, Aubrie was smart enough not to actually jump on him. She landed with her hands and arms around him, coming down in an arc to block his path. Her chest came down to block another large section of possible retreat, and she pulled her limbs in close against her core, pressing her upper body against the floor to seal off any gaps, leaving only the small, enclosed space around the crook of her neck.

Shawn opened his eyes. The light was dim, filtering in through little openings between fabric and skin. He heard his own breathing, hard and fast, but it was almost eclipsed by the air rushing in and out of the much larger chest suspended just overhead. His family had always been very careful and controlled around him once the shrinking started. He’d had a few things fall near him, but never a living thing, something moving with purpose. All that intentful inertia plowing toward him. The image held in his mind even as the shadows around him lifted.

“Wow, that was fast!” Hailey said, walking over on all fours. “Looks like she got you, Shawn.”

“Of course I got him, he just ran straight for it out in the open. That’s not how a mouse is supposed to act.”

“It’s not?”

“No way, mice always stay by the walls, where they can hide behind furniture and stuff.”

“Oh, I guess that makes sense. Maybe you should try that next time, Shawn.”

“B-But the cheese thing is in the middle of the room!” the tiny mouse-boy complained. “How else am I supposed to get to it!?”

“Yeah, I guess that’s fair,” Aubrie agreed. “Hailey, you take him back to his mouse hole, I’ll move the cheese.”

Down came his sister’s hand again, plucking him from the other cat’s clutches and carrying him off. She tried walking on three limbs for a moment, but decided it was too annoying and just stood up instead.

“See, this is fun, isn’t it?” she asked her brother innocently.

“Are you joking? She almost crushed me!?”

“Oh come on, Aubrie’s not gonna hurt you,” she replied, rolling her eyes playfully. “Did you get scared?”

“What!? No! Of course not!” he objected heavily.

“Well, don’t worry, you’re all safe for now inside your little mousy hole.” Getting back down on her knees, Hailey stuck her hand as far into the boot as she could and deposited her sibling inside.

“Wait, where’d you put the stupid thing!?”

“Oh,” the little girl realized, she looked back and saw where Aubrie was. “It’s over there by the dresser,” she said, pointing, then fully turned away to rejoin her friend and start the next round.

Shawn sighed, listening to his sister thunder away. When he heard meowing again, he knew the game had begun. Despite the faint, unpleasant odor of foot, he took a minute to prepare himself- definitely not trying to get over the image of a two hundred ton preteen pouncing on him. Then, with the hope that the two kids had gotten themselves distracted being stupid cats or whatever, the tiny boy once again poked his head out from the shoe.

It was easy to spot the dresser, towering like a building the size of an entire city block. The girls were over on the other side, ‘pawing’ at a charging cable plugged into an outlet. He looked to the wall, took a deep breath, and ran.

It was a relatively short sprint for the ‘mouse’, and neither of the ‘cats’ even seemed to glance in his direction. He smiled as he reached the wall, leaning against it and panting. The dresser was between them now, keeping him out of sight. He took the moment to catch his breath, before starting ahead at a much more relaxed pace, following the baseboard.

The fake cat sounds grew louder the closer he got, as did the feeling of the floor vibrating. As more and more of his view was obscured by the towering furniture, he began to wonder:

How close are they on the other side? Should I-

Even his thoughts stopped dead when he saw the shadow creep past the corner of the dresser. He froze on the spot, even holding his breath.

A moment later, Aubrie’s head poked into view, as she walked on all fours toward the boot, peering curiously from a distance. The cat-girl stared for a few seconds, then evidently decided to just turn around and go back to Hailey.

The thudding of her steps grew fainter.

Shawn gasped, as quietly as he could, and let the tension in his muscles slowly fade. But even as relieved as he was, he couldn’t just stay there, they might see him if they came over again. No, if he wanted the stupid cheese he’d have to play aggressive. He eyed the dresser more closely.

It might be tight, but I think there’s enough space for me to walk behind it.

With fresh motivation, he hurried toward the slight gap between the furniture and the wall. Not that he would call it lucky, but apparently he was even smaller than he thought, because he was able to fit through no problem.

Geeze, is this actually how a mouse feels? the shrunken boy thought, feeling the noticeable sense of safety in this cramped, dusty nook where no one could reach. Whatever, I’m not a mouse, I’m a man. And I’m smarter than a couple of little girls, I just have to get this over with, get that phone and get the heck out of here.

Confidence rising as he reached the far side of the dresser, he peered out into the light. There was the cheese! It wasn’t too far away, just a short sprint out and back. But Aubrie was out there too. She didn’t seem close, but thanks to the size difference, it wasn’t exactly easy to tell. Either way, she did seem fairly distracted pretending to be obsessed with the sheet hanging off her bed.

Still, he decided to wait for a moment. He watched, and when the girl finally fully turned her back on him, he moved.

Leaping out from behind the dresser, he sprinted at full speed toward the cheese. And with every step, seeing Aubrie looking off in the completely opposite direction, his confident smile gr-

*THUD*

“Gotcha!”

Hailey’s voice filled his ears, and Hailey’s hand filled his view. Barreling forward at top speed, he crashed right into it, the massive digits closing in to cut off his escape and lift him off the ground. For a moment his world went dark and sideways, and then he was lying on her upturned palm, staring up at her excited face.

Sitting up, he looked over the cup of her hand and saw the rest of her body. She was out in front of the dresser.

Damn it! He pounded harmlessly against the skin below him. I was so focused on her dumb friend, I didn’t even realize where she went!

He thought back bitterly over the moment, trying to remember if he’d felt or heard anything that should have tipped him off.

His thoughts got interrupted, though, when he noticed his sister’s face looming closer. Way closer. By the time he noticed how dark the shadows were getting, nearly his entire view was filled with nothing but pink lips, and then, with those parting away, a giant, glistening, pink tongue.

Cat-Hailey brought her mouse-brother to her mouth, stuck out the tip of her tongue and gave him an affectionate little lick. Then another, and another.

“Stop! *Pffft* Hey! Stop! Cut it out!”

“But that’s what cats do when they like someone,” Hailey explained with a smile. Her brother ran his hands frantically over his face to wipe away the clinging drool.

“No! That’s dogs!!”

“Cats too, sometimes,” corrected Aubrie as she came over. “Mittens likes to give kisses. But I don’t think she’d do that if she caught a mouse.”

“Oh yeah, good point,” the younger girl agreed.

Shawn wasn’t interested in this lesson on feline behavior. Instead, he was mostly focused on trying to wipe as much of his sister’s saliva out of his clothes as he could. He didn’t really pay attention again until he felt the jolt of Hailey standing up and starting to walk.

“You got a lot closer that time!” she encouraged. “We almost didn’t see you. Keep trying and I bet you can win!”

“Hailey, do you think you could just-”

But apparently his sister was mostly focused on her excitement and not so much on his words. She dropped down to her knees and tossed him lightly back into the soft lining of her friend’s boot, then turned and scrambled off to start the next round.

Shawn sighed, his lungs once again met with the musty smell of used footwear.

Maybe I should just… sit here for a while? Wonder how long they’d leave me alone for? Who wouldn’t need a break from all- Wait, what am I thinking!? I’m not just gonna sit here in some girl’s shoe!

“Ugh! That’s it! I’m winning this fucking thing!” squeaked the mouse.

Shawn poked his head out into the room again and surveyed the area. He could take the dresser route again, it almost worked before, and he wasn’t sure either of them had actually seen where he’d come from. But it did seem pretty… predictable, didn’t it? They’d probably be on the lookout for that, right? Scanning the room, he saw Hailey, now playing with a literal cat toy she’d found on the ground. Aubrie was nowhere in sight.

She’s probably behind the dresser this time, waiting for me. I bet she actually did see me that first time after all.

But how else could he get there? The next closest piece of furniture to the cheese was the bed. He could probably get over to that if he took the long way around, but there was a pretty large empty stretch between the bed and his prize.

No, not quite empty. There was a rug that stretched most of that distance. He thought about how he couldn’t even walk in his own room at home anymore because of the carpet. He kept falling over and tripping because the fibers were too tall. …Maybe if he laid down and crawled, he might get so short that he could hide in them?

Genius! They’ll never see it coming!

With desperation-fueled hope, Shawn settled on his plan and bolted from his boot. The tiny teen did his best to sprint between cover. A railing post, his sister’s discarded bag, a table leg. He was getting so far from both his goal and his starting area that he wondered if the girls would even think to look for him where he was. Still, he didn’t let his guard down. He reached the far wall and followed it, slow and steady until he finally reached the bed.

Yes! Made it! Take that!

Hidden in shadow, he left the wall and started toward the far edge of his cover, in the direction of his prize. There was a narrow band of visibility under the draping bedspread, so he bent down and scanned all sides as he went. The only giant moving limbs he saw were off to his side; if he could hurry and make it to the rug now, he’d be past them!

Reaching the edge of his cover, he got a full view of the dresser, all three sides. There were no giant girls in sight. The cheese was his for the taking. But he wouldn’t make the same mistake as the first time.

Turning away, he set his sights on the nearby carpet, took a breath, and sprinted! It took only a second or two to reach, and he dove straight in the moment he arrived. As expected the fibers rose over his head, and he plowed headfirst through dozens of them before he finally skidded to a stop.

For yet another time that afternoon, the scent of feet filled his tiny nostrils, but he ignored it, bracing in silence. If one of them had seen his dash, they’d be on him in a second…

But no giant hands came for him. No giant feet shook the floor.

Shawn let out his breath.

Fuck yeah!

So the tiny boy started to crawl. Lightly shadowed by the fibers rising around him, he was barely noticeable at all as he slowly pushed past. He couldn’t see directly ahead, but the towering dresser made a fine guide, and after a few minutes of slow progress, his head finally poked out at the far edge of the rug.

There, only a short sprint away, he saw it: the cheese.

It was even closer to him now than when he’d been behind the dresser. He could have it with him in the rug in just a few seconds! Excitement starting to take hold, he looked left and right, saw no one, and then went for it.

His heavy breathing once again filling his ears, eyes locked on his ticket to victory, he rushed forward, skidded to a stop- nearly falling over- and grabbed the little plastic wheel. It was almost the size of his own tiny chest, but he threw it under one arm, using the cut-out slice as a hold, turned, and bolted back toward the carpet.

Should I have gone for the dresser!? Fuck!

The thought crossed his mind too late to do anything about. Since he’d confirmed that no one was hiding nearby, it might have been the easier move, but he was committed now. He just had to reach the rug!

“Oof!”

Shawn threw himself hard into the bristles, knocking the wind out of his own chest. He panted for a moment and listened. …Nothing. Just the distant thud of far-off limbs and the dull creak of the bed springs. No one had seen him. No one was rushing him down.

Yes! In your face!

Now, all that was left was to crawl through the rug, follow that same path back to where he started, and bam! Game over: Shawn wins.

Not that that would necessarily be easy. He realized fairly quickly that crawling with the cheese was a lot trickier than doing it alone. It was too big to grip with one hand, too bulky to crawl on top of, too smooth and awkward to hold between his feet, and light enough that it rode up on the fibers when he tried to push it ahead of himself.

Eventually, Shawn figured out he could hold the thing fairly well on his back and otherwise just crawl normally. Once he had that worked out, he started making good progress. Using the bed as his guide this time, he aimed for-

His thoughts stopped. His limbs stopped. He was pretty sure his heart stopped. From up high on the bed, Aubrie’s face appeared. Imitating her pet, she lazily walked up to the edge on all-fours, and laid down with her chin just over the drop.

When did she get up there!? How did I not see her!? Shit, she was up there this whole time!

He’d let his guard down a bit when he’d finally seen no one was guarding around the dresser, but the fact was he’d never actually managed to spot both girls. He’d never had a high enough vantage point to be able to see the entire bed.

How was she so quiet!? What, was she pretending to take a catnap!?

Aubrie gave a mock yawn.

Yes, that was exactly what she had been doing.

But with panic surging, Shawn grabbed hold of himself.

I-It’s okay, she still hasn’t seen you yet.

Slowly, very slowly, the tiny boy started to move again, all the while keeping his eyes on the looming girl as he slowly approached. But she wasn’t looking his way, much to his relief. No, she was probably looking at-

“Meow?” Aubrie lifted her head. She’d gotten so into the ‘lazy Mittens’ impression that she actually hadn’t noticed for a second: the cheese was gone!

Shit!

Shawn started rushing, crawling faster. He just had to get under the bed before-

Scanning the floor, even glancing over toward the ‘mouse hole’, Aubrie found herself feeling mildly impressed. She was starting to think he’d actually managed to pull it off! That is, until she noticed the wiggling bit of yellow poking up out of the rug.

In one moment, Shawn was invisible. In the next moment, he felt his eyes meet hers, and suddenly he was more exposed than ever.

No way… No no no “no no no!”

Shawn got up to sprint, but he couldn’t even walk properly. The fibers of the rug were too tall.

Aubrie grinned wide, and then she leapt.

“Mrrrow!”

*THUD*

A real cat might have been more graceful, but hardly could have been more terrifying. It was like an airplane falling from the sky, crashing right toward him. Far too big and fast to avoid. Far too massive and powerful to withstand.

Shawn cowered down around his wheel of cheese as the impact shook the ground and the sudden arrival of her huge body displaced the air into a powerful gust.

In the first instant of silence that followed, when he realized he hadn’t been squished, flattened or crushed, he looked up.

Aubrie’s grin loomed above him, along with the draping fabric of her pajama top. She’d landed right over him, arms and legs to all sides.

“Gotcha!” the girl called, quickly lifting one of those arms and throwing her digits around him.

The mouse was helpless in the cat’s clutches. With a look of triumph and victory, the preteen pushed herself up with her free hand and fell back onto her butt. Her fingers parted, but just slightly, strategically.

“I’ll take that,” Aubrie said, coming in with her other hand to pry the hard-won wheel of cheese out from the tiny teen’s grip.

“No!!” he cried.

“Sorry, you gotta make it all the way back. Better luck next time.”

“Hey, you got him!” Hailey said cheerily as she rounded the bed on all-fours.

“Yup,” the older girl replied, flicking the plastic prize in her direction.

“Oh wow, he actually got it this time? Nice job Shawn!”

“Yeah, but he still got caught. Hey, wanna see what a cat would actually do when they catch a mouse?”

Aubrie didn’t wait for a reply. Not from Hailey and definitely not from Shawn. Instead, she did the last thing that either of them expected.

The preteen opened her lips wide, and tossed the shrunken boy inside.

There was no chance for an objection, not even for a scream. One moment Shawn was in the girl’s hand, and the next he was in her mouth. The world was flashes of pink, red and white, and then those lips fell shut, and the world was black. Black, and slimy.

*squelch* *squish* *sloosh*

Hailey saw the sights and heard the sounds but she didn’t quite believe her senses. Her eyes widened with surprise. Aubrie held up her empty hands and wiggled her fingers, even as she visibly shifted her lips and her jaws, sucking exaggeratedly on the ‘mouse’ in her maw.

She pushed Shawn firmly into one cheek, clearly showing the dull outline of a human form. That seemed to snap the younger girl out of her shock, and she was about to say something when-

*GULP*

The loud, unmistakable squelch that came from Aubrie’s throat made her friend gasp.

“A-A-Aubrie!!?”

The older girl stared her friend down with a straight face. For about a second. Then a single chuckle broke her facade. She put both hands to her mouth, and then out tumbled Shawn with a torrent of laughter and a healthy coating of saliva.

“Hey!” Hailey complained, embarrassment rushing in to fill the terror, now that she realized she’d been tricked.

“What? Did you really think I ate your brother?” the older girl teased between laughs.

“I don’t know! A little!”

“Come on, you know I’d never do anything like that. He’s fine, see?” She cupped her hands and presented them toward her friend, clearly offering to give the tiny boy back. But Hailey recoiled away.

“Ew! He’s all gross now!”

“You licked him first.”

“Yeah, but- but that’s a lot more than a lick.”

“Yeah, yeah, okay.” Aubrie stood up, with the other girl quickly following. “We can go wash him off in the sink downstairs.”

Hailey nodded in agreement, and the two started walking.

“We just gotta make sure my mom doesn’t see him or else she’ll call your mom.”

“Oh, right. Good point. That would be really b-”

*clack*

That was the door opening.

Chapter 4: Your kitty!?

Already facing toward the staircase, they both looked and saw light coming in from below, then they heard the first footsteps coming up.

Hailey froze, staring straight ahead with nothing she could think to do.

Aubrie looked down at the tiny, spit-covered boy in her hands. There was nowhere in reach to hide him, and nowhere she could throw him that wouldn’t risk him getting seen or worse, getting hurt. Desperation rose sharply and her arms jerked as she considered stuffing him back in her mouth, but she stopped when she realized she wouldn’t be able to talk.

The top of a head peaked over the stairs. Aubrie panicked, staring straight down at Shawn. She just had to get this thing she was holding somewhere safe where no one could see! Her eyes focused on a spot already in her line of sight. And the moment she got the idea was the last moment she had to think.

In a flash, Aubrie dipped her fingers into the flexible band of her pajama pants, she shoved both her whole hands into her underwear, pushed their contents back as far as she could, pulled her arms back up and then clenched her legs tight.

The sudden motion grabbed Hailey’s attention, and the younger girl just managed to catch the end of the act, before the person climbing the stairs called out their names.

“Aubrie? Hailey? You two okay?” the woman asked as she came into view. She was holding a cat in her arms, and bore a noticeable resemblance to the girl clandestinely squeezing her thighs together, with the main differences being maturity and the degree of alarm between their expressions, but Aubrie quickly reined in the latter.

“Yeah, mom, we’re fine,” the older girl replied, managing quite well to keep her voice calm and steady.

“I heard a pretty loud bang.”

“Oh, we were just jumping off the bed, that’s all,” Hailey chimed in. She sounded noticeably less collected; much more nervous. Luckily, her friend’s mom made the much more reasonable assumption that it was for fear of getting into trouble over being too rowdy, not that her daughter was hiding a live, tiny boy in her pants.

The lady glanced at the cat headbands, clearly part of some game they were playing, and gave a little smile. She’d let them off with a warning.

“Alright, just be careful, okay you two?”

“Yes mom.”

“Yes Mrs. Meadows.”

Both girls felt a bit of relief when that seemed to satisfy the grown up, but that relief faltered when the woman didn’t yet turn to leave.

“You girls getting hungry for dinner? I was thinking since you’re over, Hailey, we might order some pizza. How does that sound?”

“Eeep!!”

All eyes turned to Aubrie. She had her hands clasped ‘politely’ (obscuringly) together in front of her crotch; a detail which Hailey took note of but which out of context wasn’t very noteworthy. Instead, the girl’s mother picked up on the mildly tense expression on her daughter’s face.

“Aubrie? Is something wrong?”

“No mom! I’m just excited for pizza, that’s all!” The very small breaks in the girl’s voice got lost in the generational gap as just plausible indications of said excitement.

“Yeah,” Hailey confirmed. “Eeep! Pizza! Yay!”

The woman chuckled. “Okay then, any toppings?”

“No, I’m fine,” the younger girl replied rather quickly, picking up on the subtle urgency from her friend.

“Yeah, just cheese is fine, thanks mom.” The preteen had managed to control nearly every inch of a tell from her voice and her face, but it was taking a lot of control.

“Cheese it is. You two want Mittens up here with you? She was waiting at the door.”

“Not right now, Mrs. Meadows,” Hailey replied in her best polite voice. “She might get in the way of our game.”

“No worries, Hailey. You two have fun, I’ll let you know when the food gets here.”

And with that, the woman finally turned to leave.

Aubrie struggled desperately behind a flat face to keep her mouth shut and control her breathing, clenching body and soul against the onslaught of new and strange sensations screaming from her pants. Each footstep on the stairs felt longer than the ticks of the last seconds of school. And even after the door finally clicked shut, the girl forced herself to hold her composure until her mother was firmly out of earshot.

Then, finally:

“Eeeeep!!”

Aubrie dropped straight to the floor where she stood and practically tore off her pajama pants, undies included, tossing them out of the way and bending all the way over to look down between her legs.

“What is it? What is it?” asked a very surprised, worried Hailey.

“He was freaking out and wiggling so much! I think he wiggled into my kitty!”

“Your kitty!?”

The younger girl got down beside her friend for emotional support, as Aubrie opened her legs wide, then used the fingers on one hand to spread herself even wider. Looking between her lady lips, both girls clearly saw the pair of kicking feet protruding from the pink.

“Oh no! Can you get him out!?” asked the tiny boy’s concerned sister.

“Y-Yeah, I think so, I just gotta…” She reached with her other hand, trying to grab the little flailing feet in her fanny. But she could feel the guy moving around in there, and it was very distracting. Distracting enough that her hand slipped a little and she accidentally nudged his legs in even further. “Oh!”

“Careful!” Hailey urged.

Aubrie shifted, flexing her hips and fingers together in an attempt to widen the entrance further. She managed just enough that she could slip the tip of a finger from her other hand in alongside Shawn. Pinning his legs against her sensitive inner wall, the girl let out a tense hiss as she slowly dragged the boy’s lower body out of her parts.

“You got him!” her friend encouraged.

The older girl took a few quick breaths, braced herself, then carefully took hold of the legs between her own, and gently pulled the tiny teen free.

She dropped him on the floor, then dropped back on the floor herself, both breathing hard.

“Are… are you two okay?” Hailey asked. She didn’t have much of an idea at all about what had just happened, other than the fact it had obviously caused both her brother and friend some distress.

“…I… *pant* think so… *pant* … yeah,” Aubrie eventually answered, still not moving much besides her chest. Though, mentally, her thoughts were racing a mile a minute, as she tried to wrap her head around what she’d just been through and what she’d just felt.

Shawn didn’t immediately respond at all. Returned to solid ground and fresh air, he found he had to take a moment to make sense of the chaos he’d just lived through. He remembered being in her hands, covered in drool, and then suddenly: the drop. He caught a glimpse: smooth skin, dotted with hair. Then pressure and darkness. The hands left him squeezed tightly from all sides, even as they retreated; there was warm, taught fabric below, and in all other directions even warmer, supple skin.

He remembered his first breath, the smell that had filled him. He’d only half recognized it at the time, butt that was more than enough to trigger the disgust to fuel his struggles. His feet, raised higher by the curve of the clothing, found something to push against. Between gravity, the soft, yielding nature of his surroundings, and the slick drool he was still soaked in, he managed to slide.

Packed into the tight crack, there was only one direction to go, but anywhere was better than staying still- or so he’d thought. The odor in his lungs shifted, not any fresher, but at least less choking. Progress, back toward where he’d entered.

But his progress was rewarded with a powerful squeeze that pressed the air from his chest. The harder he tried to wriggle free, the harder the muscles surrounding him clenched, and the deeper into the crevice he shifted. And just when he thought he might pop, he felt his drool-slicked skin budge, as the pressure forced his tiny body into the only opening available.

It was like being thrust into the kid’s mouth again. The skin surrounding him, already warm and smooth, suddenly replaced by something hot and slick, but every bit as alive. The saliva which had been gradually rubbing off of him was quickly being replaced by something new as well, carrying a novel scent wholly unlike anything he could name.

And there he was stuck, for what felt like ages, compacted in from all sides- especially when he tried to move- and subjected to the full whims of the girl’s body.

Until now, when he finally found himself lying on the floor again, breathing cool air.

Shawn wiped a messy hand over his face and sat up, trying a few times to open his eyes before he succeeded. Two giant legs stretched ahead of him on either side.

There’s… no way that just happened? Right…?

He turned to his side. There was his giant sister, looking down at him from beyond the wall of thigh.

There’s no way that…

Shifting himself with his hands, he turned around fully. Normally, he would have looked away in an instant, but nothing about this was normal. He stared.

Two, plump cheeks rose from the floor where the giant legs met. He recognized them. He’d been in a similar position not too long ago, after tumbling off the girl’s chest. They’d been clothed in pajama bottoms then; they were bare now. The smooth, narrow valley that formed between them as they converged felt uncomfortably familiar, as his mind matched the sight with the smells and sensations of his recent memories.

And sitting above it all, the smooth skin neatly parted into a pair of rosy lips. Still spread open by the placement of the girl’s legs, they ran the length of her upper valley as it curved away and out of his sight. Beyond the narrow opening, vivid pink glistened, ebbing and flowing with her breath. The fluid from within peppered the protective lips in spots and strands, marking a path down from the heights, over her cheeks, across the floor, and then right to where he sat, still dripping.

There was absolutely no mistaking it.

Aubrie slowly sat up, and Shawn watched the girl’s crotch shift to point downwards as her entire massive torso rose above him.

*ah-hem* the preteen sounded, regaining a bit of her composure, just as she set eyes back on the tiny boy and noticed where he was looking. Half on instinct, she quickly lifted a leg over him and folded it between them, putting both her arms down on top to fully block the view.

“So, um,” Aubrie muttered “…that maybe got a little… crazy.” An apologetic tone crept into her awkwardness. “But, hey, everyone’s still okay?” she offered, slowly regaining her confidence. “Sleepovers just get a little crazy sometimes, right Hailey?”

“Uh- yeah, that’s true,” the younger girl agreed. She sounded ready to move past this whole, weird moment. Both girls did.

The boy Aubrie had just plucked out of her peach, however, didn’t seem to appreciate her attempt at coping.

“Um, what the FUCK!?” Shawn yelled in his tiny voice.

“Okay, I’m sorry, geeze,” Aubrie replied, but he wasn’t about to let up.

“You shoved me in your pants!”

“Just for a second cause I was trying to hide you! You’re the one who went all crazy and ended up inside my kitty!”

“Oh, like you didn’t put me down there so you could get off!”

“W-What does that even mean!?”

“Don’t play dumb! You lubed me up and then stuck me there to-” he stumbled when he realized he could only think of male-appropriate terms “- to- feel good!”

“What!?” the girl exclaimed in confusion. “No I didn’t! What are you even talking about!?” The idea came completely out of left field for the clueless preteen. And though her objection was genuine, even as she disputed the accusation, something from her new experiences caused the idea to latch in the back of her mind.

“Why else would you try to ‘hide’ me in there!? Why not just put me in your pocket or something!?”

“Girls’ pants don’t have pockets, dummy!”

“Then just-”

“Enough!!” Hailey shouted. She was channeling her mother, but came off with a high pitched squeal that took away at least 60% of the impact and made it almost funny. Still, it was shrill enough to cut through; both stopped and looked to her. “No more fighting,” she ordered, trying to sound like her parents did. “Sleepovers are supposed to be fun. Besides, Aubrie already said she was sorry.”

Shawn opened his mouth to speak, but realized he couldn’t just start laying out all his sexual-based accusations in front of his kid sister. He sighed very reluctantly to himself and grumbled something under his breath.

“Good,” Hailey said with an innocent smile that assumed all was now well. “Now, I think there’s a sink downstairs waiting for a certain tiny big brother.”

“Yes, please!” Shawn insisted. He wasn’t about to argue with that; he was eager to get this… stuff off him ASAP. He turned fully to his sister and looked up expectantly, ready to be carried away.

“Um… Aubrie, could you carry him down?” the younger girl asked.

“What!? Don’t give me to her!” objected the tiny teen.

But Aubrie nodded. “Yeah, sure.” She couldn’t blame her friend for not really wanting to touch him. Even she didn’t really want to touch him, but she’d already gotten some of her stuff on her fingers anyway. “Just let me put my pants back on first.”

The giant girl scooted back and turned as she stood up, and this time Shawn did avert his eyes as she revealed herself, even as she stepped directly over him and then bent down to pick up her hastily discarded bottoms. She pulled the clothes back up her legs and then turned around, reaching over to pluck the dirty teen off the floor with minimal contact.

“You go first,” Aubrie instructed, turning to her (invited) guest. “Make sure the coast is clear.”

“Right.”

So Hailey, still wearing her cat ears, started down the stairs on the lookout for parents. Aubrie waited for a moment, stealing a quick glance at the tiny in her fingers, and then followed after.

Chapter 5: I think the best place for Shawn might actually be in my pants

“Alright alright, stop splashing!” Shawn complained.

Hailey giggled but complied, watching the little waves subside.

The sink was hardly full at all, with the water just high enough that the tiny boy could submerge himself but still stand if he wanted. He’d insisted on keeping his miniature clothes on; not only because he wasn’t about to show his sister another set of junk, but also because they were his only clothes and they needed to be washed just as much as he did.

At this point, he’d been in there for a solid few minutes, scrubbing with soap and all, and he was confident that all the girl juices had been expunged. Clearly, he’d also been in there long enough for Hailey to get bored and start playing with him.

“Alright, you should take him back upstairs and dry him off there,” Aubrie suggested. She’d gone down with them, but she’d just been watching quietly for the most part.

“You’re not coming?” the younger girl asked.

“I gotta pee,” the preteen replied, passing her friend a hand towel for the job.

“Oh, okay. Come on Shawn, time to get you dry.”

She plucked the now cleany teeny from his bath, grabbed the towel from their host and then happily exited the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Aubrie followed and turned the lock. She walked back to the sink and pushed the plunger to let it drain, and then she continued on to the toilet. Pulling down her pants and her underwear, much more calmly this time, she set herself down on the bowl with a light clank and let her body relax.

…*psssssssss*

…She was… trying not to think about it, but… she did have some… attention on the general area where that stream was currently coming from. …And about what Shawn had said.

He’s a teenage boy, they say all kinds of weird stuff, she told herself. But, technically, she wasn’t that far away from becoming a teen herself, as much as she loathed to admit it. And besides… she had started noticing some weird stuff ‘down there’.

*drip* *drip* *drip*

Her bladder empty, she continued to just sit there for a minute, lost in indistinct thought, until she finally decided to move on. Grabbing some TP, she wadded it up and reached around to wipe. But she didn’t get very far. She felt a twinge through her body, and she paused, feeling the light pressure on her lady lips.

After a moment of hesitation, she pushed the paper back up… then down. Up, then down. She went slowly, gently, back and forth, gradually pushing more firmly. It was a… weird feeling but… but she didn’t really want to stop.

What broke her focus was the feeling of her fingers pushing through the wet paper. She grimaced and let the wad fall into the toilet, but felt the little pieces left on her fingers and bum.

Shaking her head, she got up and used her other hand to run the faucet and rinse herself off, then opened the cabinet under the sink. She took out one of the wet wipes her mom kept there, then spread her legs again. This time, she resisted the temptation and gave her crotch a quick, but thorough cleaning.

Aubrie tossed the wipe into the water and flushed, then gave her hands a proper wash before closing the tap and heading back upstairs.

Returning to her room, she found a mildly alarmed looking Hailey, sitting on the edge of her bed with her hands behind her back. The younger girl relaxed when she realized it was only her friend, and quickly pulled Shawn out to show off her handiwork.

“All dry,” she announced proudly.

“Nice. You getting hungry yet?”

“Yeah, I’m starving!” Hailey replied, rubbing both hands against her belly in exaggerated desperation.

“Hehe, well, I guess we could start another game to kill time, but the pizza place is pretty fast. It’ll probably-”

*ding-dong*

The sound was faint below them, but distinct, and everyone knew what it meant.

“Yes! Pizza!” the younger girl cheered. She jumped up off the bed and rushed toward the stairs.

“Hey, wait!” Aubrie urged. “What about him?”

Hailey skidded to a stop. At home she was used to bringing Shawn with her to dinner, but of course she couldn’t do that now.

“Oh yeah… Think we could just leave him on your bed?”

“Hrm… I don’t think so… he’d probably try to sneak out to find my mom or something. You saw how sneaky he was as a mouse.”

Hailey looked down at the tiny in her hand. She wanted to trust her brother, but… Aubrie was right, that was probably exactly what he would do.

“Oh yeah, and there’s your kitty too,” the younger girl added. “Like you said, Mittens might think he’s a real mouse and actually eat him. We really shouldn’t leave him alone anywhere. It’s not safe.”

Maybe it was the choice of words, but just then a thought crossed the older girl’s mind, one that she might have blown past earlier, but which now easily took hold. She hesitated, considering the outcomes, but pretty quickly decided to go for it.

“Hey, um… look, I know this might sound weird, but… I think the best place for Shawn might actually be in my pants.” She heard her own words and almost couldn’t believe it, but she was committed now.

“Huh?” Hailey asked in clear confusion.

“Just think about it. We already know no one else can see him in there, and we’ll always know exactly where he is.”

“Fuck no!” went the tiny boy after a moment of shock.

“Really?” the younger girl asked again. She’d been pretty sure Aubrie was upset about what happened the last time (Shawn was upset too, but he just seemed to always be upset about everything), but if she really thought it was a good idea… “You’re sure you’ll both be okay? What if he gets stuck again?”

“I’m pretty sure that won’t happen-”

“Pretty sure!?” he yelled to no response.

“-we were all just freaking out before, plus he was all wet and slippery. It was an accident. Besides, even if that did happen again, I mean, we’re both fine, right?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“It’ll just be a quick trip downstairs, grab the pizza, then come back up. Easy cheesy.”

“Hehe, ‘cheesy’.”

“You two CANNOT be serious!” Shawn insisted. Hailey looked down at her brother and considered for just a moment, but:

“Don’t worry, I’m sure Aubrie knows what she’s doing. She’ll take good care of you.”

“Hailey- Hailey wai-” but within an instant, he had already been passed off from one girl to the other. His eyes met Aubrie’s for a brief moment as she glanced down.

“All you have to do is just keep your cool, alright? Then I won’t have to squeeze you and everything’ll be fine.”

She didn’t give him a chance to reply- she was pretty sure about what he might say anyway- instead she just pulled the front of her pants open and lowered him toward it.

Whatever words Shawn might have shouted next, stuck in his throat as his body and then his eyes moved toward his destination. Catching some of the light through the shadowed opening, he saw it again: the girl’s privates. At this angle, they were just a distinct little pair of bumps at the meeting of her thighs, with a subtle slit running between, but they were quickly growing larger and more defined in his view.

Before he knew it, the cool room air was gone, replaced by the heat of Aubrie’s body, and he felt the sparse little hairs spill over him as he was shuttled past them. Light began to fade, and the hand began to slip away from under him as he was deposited onto the taught, flexible fabric of her panties. The boy got one final glimpse up at the girl’s face and the world beyond, framed by the rim of her PJs and her delicate lower lips, before she let the clothes pull shut once more, sealing him away in her darkness.

There was a short, cautious, semi-awkward moment as both girls just stared at Aubrie’s clothed crotch, knowing what was concealed inside. But once it became apparent that no one was ‘freaking out’ this time, Hailey asked her question.

“Inside your underwear too?”

“Oh, um, yeah. The PJs are kinda loose, I was afraid he might fall out.”

“Oh, that makes sense.”

*clack*

Both girls turned toward the stairs, much more calmly than the last time, though Aubrie was similarly distracted. Taking her first half-step, she felt the alien presence in her pants brush against her moving thigh. While it was definitely something, it was practically nothing compared to the wild struggling she’d previously felt down there; which made this next encounter with her mother much easier.

“Okay girls,” Mrs. Meadows called as she climbed the stairs enough to poke her head up, “pizza’s here.”

“Okay mom, we’ll be right down,” her daughter replied casually.

The woman turned around and started away. Aubrie waited for a moment, then took a full step, then another. She felt Shawn flinch just a little, but otherwise stay fairly still. The slight push and pull of his chest, his faint breath against her skin, against her kitty, she felt it all. Not enough to overwhelm her, not like before, just enough to make her feel… kind of… excited.

She picked up her pace and motioned for her friend to follow. By the time she reached the bottom of the stairs, she was almost at her usual stride, and the two girls quickly passed Aubrie’s mom as they navigated the hall and the second stairway en-route to the kitchen.

Just keep your cool. Just keep your cool. Those were the words Shawn kept repeating in his mind. Following some crazy little kid’s advice might have usually been the last thing he’d want to do, but in this case, the real last thing he wanted to do was to get crushed by her thighs, or worse, take another trip up her snatch. So he did his best to minimize both movement and contact in general, but it was impossible to completely avoid.

Some combination of gravity and the contours of her undies kept him fairly centered, his rear slumping down into the lowest dip of the garment, directly beneath her crotch. The fit of the fabric kept him right up against her skin. As it stretched and flexed with her stride, it pushed him in close and then backed him off again. He tried to lay flat, against his instinct to curl up, if only because it kept him from being pressed in quite as firmly, but he did still keep his arms up over his head. Keeping his face clear was a necessity, not only for breath, but because directly above him he could distinctly feel the outer reaches of the girl’s privates, the very edges of her lips, squishy and mildly damp against the backs of his hands.

*guuurgle*

He could just hear her belly from where he was being kept, and her words vibrated faintly through her clothes, especially when they pressed him up against her body.

“Wow, that smells good. I’m starving.”

“Yeah, me too,” Hailey agreed. Moving at full speed, she reached the food first and quickly opened the box to look inside. “*sniiiiiiifffff* Oh yeah, hehehehe.”

“Well you can’t eat it through your nose,” Aubrie teased. “Grab it and let’s get back upstairs.”

The younger girl closed the box back up and pulled it off the table, feeling the enticing warmth through the cardboard. Spurred by hunger, they both turned and-

“Aubrie,” came a chiding tone; the kind that got kids to stop if they didn’t want trouble. Mrs. Meadows had caught up and spotted the scene unfolding. “You know you can’t have messy foods up in your room. Go eat at the table.”

“Oh, um… right, sorry mom.”

Honestly, she’d kinda forgotten about that rule. She tended to break it most of the time anyway. The girls shared a brief glance, but then did as they were told. Hailey put the box back down and opened it back up, while Aubrie’s mom brought out a pair of plates.

Aubrie doesn’t look like anything’s wrong, the younger girl thought. We’re probably gonna eat fast anyway. So without much worry, she sat down at the table and pulled a nice, cheesy slice onto her plate.

Her friend walked up next to her and took a slice of her own, thinking along similar lines. A couple more minutes in there won’t hurt, she thought with a smile, though that might have been the steaming slice headed for her mouth.

*nomf* *munch* *munch* *slurp* *gulp* *munch*

The kids dug into their dinner, even as the attentive mother brought out glasses of water to go with it.

*gulp* “Thanks, Mrs. Meadows,” Hailey said between bites.

“You’re welcome,” the woman replied with a smile, then noticed her daughter. “Oh, come on, Aubrie, sit down and eat. Show some good manners like your friend,” she encouraged.

The expression on the older girl’s face shifted just a twinge. She paused in her eager chewing and then continued slowly, delaying a reply.

Shit! I can’t sit! Not with him in there! …Or … could I?

The longer the thought lingered, the less she could deny how… good, she imagined it might feel. The way he was now was nice and all, but she was already starting to get used to it. She remembered in the bathroom, that urge to just press a little harder. And, really, what else was she going to do, tell her mom ‘No, I’m not gonna sit down’? How was she supposed to explain why? She’d just get herself in trouble, maybe even get herself caught and totally ruin the whole night!

*gulp* “…Sorry mom,” she finally replied, stepping closer to the seat. I’ll just be gentle. I mean, all that squeezing from before didn’t seem to hurt him even a little, right?

Hailey was so lost in the sauce that a casual exchange like that didn’t even register, but to her brother the impact of the words was stark and clear.

No. No she can’t. She can’t, he told himself. But then he felt her shift. He felt her legs move- together in a way they hadn’t before.

“No- no no don’t you d-” Words escaped him as he felt the sudden drop, and in a moment of panic the only thing he could think to do was try and claw his way out from under her impending weight. He grabbed and shoved as frantically as he could, drawing himself up and forward, but he only had so much time to move.

Aubrie’s eyes widened and she suddenly came down firm on her seat- a lot harder than she’d intended. But the sudden life from down below had startled her and pressing her but to her chair was the most immediate response she could take to quell the sensation. She curled her toes and tensed her whole body for a moment, before letting out her breath as casually as she could.

Shawn couldn’t move his legs. They weren’t broken or anything, they were just inescapably pinned. Supple skin molded itself around every millimeter, pressing his lower body completely flat with the incredible weight of the massive girl towering above. His upper body fared slightly better. His arms had been down when butt and seat collided, leaving his hands pinned firmly by his hips, but the pressure gradually rolled off along the length of his belly.

The good news was that meant his chest could expand and he could breathe. The bad news was that the main reason the pressure eased in that particular spot, was because the smooth skin there parted into a pair of fleshy lips, which were now currently spread down either side of his shoulders and head.

Aubrie forced herself to take another bite of pizza. She could feel in considerable detail the little, wiggling teen pressed into her slit. Every twitch of his tiny body seemed to send a tiny twitch through her own. She swallowed absentmindedly, her previously demanding hunger now barely an afterthought. That touch, that pressure, it was perfect.

The girl leaned forward inconspicuously and took another bite, but the delicious pizza hardly registered, all her attention was on the way her lower lips wrapped themselves around the little fidgeting fleck beneath her rear.

The meal went slow, doubly so for Shawn. Despite her empty belly, the younger girl with the smaller stomach ended up getting the slight majority of the pie, only because she was motivated enough to take slices faster. She waited patiently, swinging her legs, as Aubrie worked down the last of her crust at a relaxed pace, then slowly gulped down her glass of water, closing her eyes to revel in sensation as she did.

“You ready to go back upstairs?” Hailey asked.

*gulp* *gulp* “…Ahhhh,” the older girl let out a satisfied breath, pausing before she answered to inconspicuously rock her weight back and forth a touch. Then, with only a tiny hint of reluctance, she answered, “Yeah, I guess so.”

Hailey smiled and slipped off her chair. With a downward glance, Aubrie rose as well, finally lifting her rear from the chair and releasing the pressure on her privates. She made the tiniest little grunt as she felt Shawn fall away, slipping back down to where he’d been resting previously in her panties. With her heart beating just a touch fast, she followed her friend back out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

A few seconds later, the door to the preteen’s room had shut behind them, and they were climbing the last few stairs.

“Wow, that pizza was so good,” Hailey remarked. “Maybe we should have saved some for Shawn- Oh no! Shawn!” It finally hit her far too late and she turned urgently to her friend.

“We were just supposed to go get the food and bring it back but your mom made you sit down! Is he okay!?”

“O-oh!” Aubrie responded, deciding to pretend like she’d forgotten too- though she had no idea how this detail could have slipped her friend’s mind. “Yeah, I think he’s fine.” Now back in the privacy of her own room, she rather crudely shoved one hand down the front of her pants, then fished around and pulled out one tiny teen.

“Ughhh…” Shawn groaned, worn but unbroken. His entire body was vaguely damp, probably mostly from sweat, though who could say whose. He felt himself change hands and looked to see his sister’s looming face.

“Shawn?” the sibling asked.

“…You… let her sit on me!?” he complained, unhappy but not quite physically up to shouting again yet. Hailey’s smile grew; if he was talking like that, it meant he must be okay.

“Sorry, but her mom made us.”

“Just left me in there… stuck under her dirty ass! With my face in her-” He once again stopped himself when he remembered he was talking to his little sis, though he would have been interrupted anyway.

“Hey!” Aubrie objected, “Don’t call me dirty! I’m a girl; it can’t be that bad.”

“He’s probably just extra grumpy cause he’s hungry,” Hailey explained. “Right, Shawn? You need some food?”

“The only thing I ‘need’ right now is another bath! Take me back to that sink,” he demanded.

“Again?” asked his sister. She didn’t really notice anything about him that needed cleaning, though her hands were still spattered with pizza grease, so she maybe wasn’t getting the best feel.

“He probably just likes playing in the water,” Aubrie offered, dismissing any other explanation.

“Oooh, yeah, that makes sense.”

“No I don’t! What the fuck is your problem!?”

“Geeze, your mouth is way dirtier than my butt,” the older girl remarked.

“Only because of where you put it, you-”

“Do you think you could find some food for him?” Hailey asked, cutting off whatever mean thing her grumpy brother was about to say.

“Hm… Sure, I have an idea,” Aubrie replied. “You take him to splash around for a minute and meet me back up here.”

Chapter 6: You watch where you’re throwing our grapes

“Welp, Shawn’s all clean…” Hailey announced as she walked up the stairs. She sounded a little worn down, and her face had a slight frown when it rose into view.

“What’s wrong?” the older girl asked from her seat on the edge of her bed.

*sigh* “He just keeps talking about how much trouble I’m gonna be in,” she admitted.

“Yeah, figures,” her friend replied sympathetically. “You at least having a good time?”

“Oh yeah,” she replied immediately, her smile quickly returning, even if a little small. “I think it’s actually been really fun so far.”

“Good,” Aubrie said happily. More than anything else she wanted to make sure her friend was having a good night; it would have to be worth the punishment, which, honestly speaking, they were likely both going to get. But that was a problem for tomorrow, for now: “Catch,” she called out abruptly.

Hailey noticed the flick of her friend’s wrist, saw a tiny thing sailing toward her and instinctively shifted her hands.

“Hey!” Shawn, already in said hands, shouted as he felt something about the size of his torso knock into his arm and bounce off. It rolled back against him a moment later as his sister’s digits caught it.

“Oops,” the young girl apologized, plucking this projectile out from her sibling’s side. “…A grape?” She looked up from the fruit in her fingers and noticed the plate sitting next to Aubrie on the bed.

“Mom said we could have them for ‘dessert’,” explained the older girl.

“Oh right, ‘dessert’,” Hailey replied with a giggle. Silly adults, thinking fruit counted as dessert.

“She also said we could eat them up here since they aren’t messy, so we can give a couple to your grumpy brother.”

Hailey giggled and nodded, walking over as she lowered the food back down to the tiny teen in her other hand.

Shawn, brushing off the mockery this time, wrapped his arms around the fruit and braced it with his knees, taking it from his little sister’s not-so-little fingers. Not that he would admit it and give them something else to tease him over, but the truth was he was getting hungry. He opened his mouth wide and did his best to bite into it like a giant apple, taking tiny, awkward bites out of what was usually a bite-sized snack.

“You know, he’s kinda cute when he eats,” Aubrie complimented as her friend sat down beside her.

Shawn scowled even as his sister giggled again. So much for avoiding more teasing.

The room grew quiet for a minute or two as the trio munched on the plate of fruit, but no lull ever lasted long on a sleepover night.

“Hey, Aubrie, your turn to catch,” Hailey proposed, plucking another grape from the stalk.

The older girl turned and readied herself, wondering why her friend hadn’t made it a surprise like she had before.

“No no, with your mouth,” came the explanation.

The preteen smiled at the game and did her best to open her lips wide. Hailey took careful aim and…

“Oop,” went Aubrie, feeling the fruit bounce off her chin.

“Hold on, let me try again.”

“…Pft, that throw was even worse!”

“Well you gotta try to catch it!”

“Hehe, okay, try again.”

“Hey, that was my nose, not my mouth!”

“Haha. Hrm…”

“Yes! Got one!”

“Yay! Okay, now you do me.”

“Fine…”

“Shoot!”

“See, not so easy, huh?”

“Again.”

“Darn, almost got it. This is harder than it looks.”

“You can do it.”

“…Drat, almost-”

“Hey, can you two watch it up there!” Shawn complained. See, they had set him down next to the plate between them, and every grape they failed to catch (basically all of them, that is), rained down on the blanket around him like giant juicy hailstones.

“Oh, that gives me an idea!” Aubrie announced. She scooted off the bed, then laid herself down on the floor, with the sheets dangling just next to her face. She gestured for her friend to come down as well.

“What is it?” Hailey asked, following the example and crouching down.

“Lay down next to the bed like me. …No, the other way, I don’t want your feet on my head, hehe.”

“Okay, now what.”

“Now it’s Shawn’s turn to try to throw grapes into our mouths.”

“What!?” came the tiny cry from up on the covers. When they’d left him alone up there, he’d almost felt a hint of relief for a moment; he should have known it was too good to be true.

“Hehe, yeah, come on Shawn, your turn,” Hailey agreed. “Just drop them off the edge.”

“Why!?”

“Cause it’s fun!” his sister insisted.

“No, it’s lame!”

“Fine, I mean I guess we can play something else instead,” Aubrie ‘agreed’ with mild annoyance. “I bet some of my doll clothes might fit you, just the really little ones. Wanna play dress up?”

“Ugh! Fine fine!” the tiny boy conceded.

The two girls giggled triumphantly to themselves, while Shawn sighed and grumbled. He walked over to the plate, now mostly empty and stepped up onto it. With some amount of effort and the use of both hands, he plucked another grape off the stalk and then waddled with it back over toward the edge of the bed. He dropped his load just shy of where the covers dropped away, then took a step closer and carefully peered over the precipice.

The faces of two smiling girls met him from far below. His sister waved to him. He stood there for a moment, scowling in silent protest, before eventually returning to his grape and carrying it a few steps over toward his sibling’s side. After all, if he had to choose one of them to potentially feed…

“…Open up or whatever,” he called unenthusiastically, then he shoved the fruit off the edge.

“Aaah…” *nomf* *munch munch* *gulp* “Got it!” Hailey reported cheerfully.

Shawn looked down and almost smiled. He… hadn’t really expected his aim to be that good.

“My turn,” Aubrie called, opening her mouth wide in preparation.

The tiny boy rolled his eyes, then returned to the plate to pluck off and roll over another grape. He took a haphazard glance down over the drop, and then shoved the snack over in the preteen’s general direction.

“Aaah… Oh!” the older girl flinched as the fruit hit just above her eyebrow and bounced off. “Hey! That wasn’t even close!” she complained.

“Sorry,” Shawn ‘apologized’, “it’s harder than it looks.”

“Didn’t seem to have that problem with her. You better not get grapes all over the floor or I’ll make you pick them all up. They’re bad for cats, you know.”

“They are?” Hailey asked, awkwardly looking ‘up’.

The older, cat-owning girl nodded sagely.

“Then we should probably take these things off, huh?” Hailey said, pulling the headband from her hair.

“Oh yeah.” Both girls had more or less forgotten about the cat ears they’d been wearing. Aubrie took hers off as well and tossed it up onto her bed, with the other girl following suit.

“Hey! Watch where you’re throwing those things!” Shawn complained, ducking out of the way.

“You watch where you’re throwing our grapes,” Aubrie teased.

Hailey giggled again and then added, “Come on, try Aubrie again.

Grumbling something quietly, the tiny teen retrieved another treat, this time forced to maneuver around the discarded accessories. Returning to the edge, he peeked over, found the older girl’s face and, very begrudgingly, took a moment to actually aim.

*nomf* *munch* *gulp* “Ah… I feel like a princess,” Aubrie sighed with a smile.

Her younger friend giggled once more before saying, “Okay, my turn again.”

And so it went on for a while, back and forth, with grapes effortlessly falling into the girl’s mouths as they relaxed on the floor. Lying as they were, with their heads right up against the bed, it actually didn’t take much skill at all for Shawn to just drop the things in the right spot, especially since the maws below didn’t move. Before very long at all, the tiny boy had sunken into the drudgery and humiliation. Still, at least it was easy. …That is, until one of the kids started to get bored.

“Alright, here comes another one- Whoa!” Just as he was lining up to push another treat down to his sister’s face, he felt the soft surface beneath him suddenly jerk forward. He completely lost his aim and almost his footing as well, as the grape sailed from his grip and bounced against his sibling’s cheek.

“Hey!” Hailey accused playfully with a chuckle, spotting her friend’s hand gripping the edge of the dangling sheets. Aubrie chuckled back.

“I just thought it was getting too easy for him. Shawn wants difficult games, remember?”

“I thought you didn’t want these things on the floor?!” their shrunken servant yelled from above.

“You think it’ll be too hard for you and you’ll keep missing?” Aubrie asked, a subtle hint of a challenge in her voice.

“Whatever. I’m not picking those up.” He turned off in a huff to grab another stupid grape.

Switching over to the bratty preteen this time, he took his best aim and braced for the impact as he loosed the fruit. At least this time, if he missed, he’d hit her instead. But, of course, his sister was a bit kinder and didn’t tug the sheet nearly as hard. His footing only shifted a touch, and his payload landed right on target.

*nomf* *glrk*

“Nice job, Shawn!” Hailey cheered.

“See, knew you could do it,” Aubrie agreed, definitely without any hint of sarcasm.

And so it continued still, with grape after grape falling to its doom. Some hit the floor, some hit tastebuds. And each time a cheer or a chide or a challenge would come from below as the girls enjoyed their game.

“He’s got such good aim, I bet he can make it even if I pull a lot!” Hailey declared, faithful in her brother’s skill.

“Oh yeah? Let’s see.”

The older girl opened her mouth, spotting the incoming treat held out overhead. Her guest yanked on the bedspread just as Shawn made his toss, and down went the snack. Aubrie flinched a little reflexively, very much expecting to get hit in the face again, but much to her surprise, the airborne fruit just brushed the inner edge of her lip as it landed on her tongue with a splat.

“Ha! Yes! Literally in your face!” the younger girl teased. Her host joined in on the giggling after swallowing her latest snack.

“Okay, okay, your turn now. We’ll see how good his aim really is.”

Shawn trudged back to the plate again. At least they would be out of these things soon. He picked a tiny one- one of the few still remaining- and took the few steps back to the edge, lining up over his sister’s face once more. The one silver lining to this latest annoying addition was that all the tugging brought the plate slowly closer to the edge; less walking he had to do.

“Alright,” he warned, with all the enthusiasm of a part-time fast-food employee. He took his final aim and then-

And then something hit him in the back.

Aubrie yanked hard on the sheet, not enough to bring it all down or anything, but enough to finally dislodge one of their cat ear headbands that had been slowly slipping toward the edge. Now it fell, knocking into Shawn on the way down, just as the shifting sheets already knocked him off balance.

“Whooaaah-!” *splat*

The tiny teen tumbled through the air, still holding tight to his grape, and landed exactly where he’d previously been aiming: right in his sister’s mouth.

Shawn’s view went from a wide vista up on the mattress, to a claustrophobic cave of fleshy red, all in the span of maybe a second. He landed hard on the slick, squishy surface, and shot straight along the steep slope like a water slide, carried heavily by his momentum. Plummeting front-first, his arms were the first things to meet any real resistance, plowing straight into the narrow arch at the far back of the girl’s throat, where her tongue’s firm pressure against her palette tried valiantly to keep him out. Tried, but didn’t quite succeed.

Though it slowed him down, his remaining speed still carried his arms, grape and all, straight through the slimy passage, nearly clearing the way for his entire body to shoot down afterwards. But his shrunken shoulders were just barely broad enough to wedge themselves into the tense tastebuds, and jerked to a sudden stop, pressed tight over the drop of his sister’s gullet.

In the moment of shock, Hailey squeezed her eyes shut, but her last sight was that of her tiny brother hurtling toward her. She felt the heavy impact on her tongue, shooting right past into the back of her throat, and immediately knew something was wrong. Still, she couldn’t help her reflexes. Her hands shot up and cupped over her lips, and her open gullet, suddenly disturbed, gave a powerful, defensive clench.

*GULP*

“Eeeep!!” came the muffled sound of alarm from the little girl, hands still over her mouth. She felt a distinct something traveling down her throat. Shawn felt all the fleshy walls pressing in on him at once, squeezing him hard as they worked to clear the way for breath.

“Hailey!?” Aubrie called in alarm, instantly getting up and turning to face her. She watched the girl gag, roll over in a hurry and then gag again. Finally she pulled her fingers away from her lips, coughing. Her hands carried splats and strands of drool, but also one tiny, flailing boy. The grape, however, was nowhere to be seen.

Shawn breathed hard, mind fixed for a time on the terrifying sensation of the giant girl’s throat, and how it had sucked the fruit straight out of his hands- nearly taking him down along with it. If he’d fallen in the other way around, would he have taken that long, tight trip instead? His sister coughing up a lone grape in his place?

“Are you okay?!” Aubrie asked again, putting a hand on her friend’s back.

“Y- *cough* *cough* -yeah, I’m- *cough* -fine,” her friend managed. She opened her eyes to look at her brother in her hands, now slathered in saliva for the second time that night, and gave a little relieved sigh in between her fading coughs. “You weren’t supposed to throw yourself in with the grape, silly,” the girl teased.

“I didn’t do it on purpose! She-”

*buuuurp*!

Hailey threw a hand to her mouth and let out an embarrassed, “Excuse me.” But that didn’t stop the sudden burst of gas from wafting over the tiny boy she was holding in front of her face.

It smelled like pizza, grapes, and a hint of being digested alive.

Shawn threw his own hands over his face, covering his nose and keeping his mouth shut.

“Nice save,” Aubrie complimented, “but I think he needs another bath now.”

Chapter 7: Incoming!

“Seriously!? What is this now!?” Shawn complained loudly. He felt like he was starting to lose his mind at the sheer volume of ‘games’ these two kids were putting him through, not to mention the multiple near-death experiences and several trips to the bathroom to clean up.

“It’s an obstacle course!” Hailey explained excitedly.

Having been placed down near the edge of Aubrie’s bed, he gazed disheartenedly over the plethora of random girly junk that was strewn across it, the covers having been cast aside to make room.

“You gotta make it from one side to the other,” she continued with a bit of pride.

“And you gotta do it before the time runs out,” Aubrie added. She placed her phone all the way at the other end, propped up on a pillow. The screen showed a timer waiting to start ticking.

“Forget it! I’m way too tired for this shit.” Not only had he been through a lot, but it was also legitimately starting to get late. On one hand, that meant these girls surely had a bedtime coming up, a promised end to the torment. But on the other hand, that also meant he was dangerously close to having to spend the entire night here with them. His options for rescue got seriously limited after people started going to sleep.

“Come on, Shawn,” Aubrie complained. “Are you going to be like this all night? I know you’ve had some fun too, just play along for once.”

“Yeah,” Hailey seconded.

“Tonight’s been a total load and you’re both nuts!”

The girls just giggled in response, pretty confident that he was full of it. Besides, seeing something as tiny as him angry was just plain cute.

“Alright, alright, my phone can be the prize,” Aubrie offered, mildly annoyed at the delay. “You beat the obstacle course and you can play some dumb mobile game for a while.”

“You already said that before!” Shawn pointed out.

“You didn’t win before,” the girl countered.

He glanced at the phone; beyond that timer screen was his ticket home. He shifted his gaze over the toy-littered bed again…

Fuck it, if I don’t do this they’ll just force me into something else. At least I have a chance to get away with this one.

“…Fine.”

“That’s the spirit,” Aubrie encouraged with a half-teasing tone.

“Okay, so you gotta follow the path and zigzag up the whole bed, but there’s lots of stuff you have to get past, and it gets harder the further you go,” Hailey explained, getting properly excited now. She’d put a fair bit of thought and creativity into this, after all.

“Yeah yeah, whatever,” his brother replied dismissively. He took a breath to ready himself and stared down the obvious starting gate they’d placed him in front of.

Aubrie saw her friend frown a little, and so she frowned a little too, but she quickly covered it up and put on an encouraging expression.

“You ready?” she asked Hailey.

The younger girl felt her friend’s encouragement and smiled back with a, “Yeah.”

“Alright, good luck Shawn. Three, two, one, go.”

And with that, she started the timer, and the tiny boy started to run.

Miscellaneous items marked the edges of his path as he dashed along the linen: hairbrushes, sunglasses, markers and all manner of other things, laid out in a curving, zigzagging maze. But he followed it with speed, making good time. That is until his path led him straight into a giant pile of…

“Clothes!?” Shawn asked, pausing at the edge of a pile of fabric that rose well over his head.

“You have to climb over,” Hailey told him.

Right. Obstacle course.

Without even wasting a moment to roll his eyes, Shawn leapt at the pile. Thankfully, it was all clean, but he still scowled a bit whenever he was forced to crawl over the crotch of a pair of shorts, or the tip of a sock. Ignoring it as best he could, he quickly reached the top and rushed to descend the other side.

Unfortunately he started to move a little too fast. He dug in a heel for traction, but ended up slipping under a loose fold of fabric, and before he knew it he was sliding full-body down into the heap. He decided to just push through, confident he’d reach the outside again if he kept moving. That idea lasted for about two seconds, until the channel he’d been following suddenly came to an end. The fabric in front, above, below and to his sides all seemed connected with no gaps to push through, and it was just after noticing that when he realized: he’d crawled straight through to the end of one of Aubrie’s socks.

He gave a half grunt, half gag and quickly turned around, crawling his way back out of the footwear and clawing back up to the surface of the heap. A bit more carefully now, he finished his descent and started running again.

Following the mountain of clothes were a number of other blocks to his progress. One was a literal set of blocks, another was an unfolding doll house he had to navigate through, then there were the toy makeup kits that had been fashioned into sets of stairs and ramps. There’d been a princess’ castle with a drawbridge that they wouldn’t lower until he pet an entire blessing of plush unicorns, and of course the little hall of mirrors, made of various makeup compacts.

All in all, he felt like he was making pretty good time when he found his way into the plushie maze. Towers of stuffed toys, some rather precariously balanced. Having learned his lesson, he moved somewhat carefully, not wanting to trigger any slowdowns. Sadly, the girls seemed to have other plans.

*thud* *thud* *thud* *thud* *thud*

“Earthquake!” both kids called in unison as they pounded on the edges of the bed.

The sudden vibration threw off Shawn’s footing, just as all the soft toys came falling down around him, burying him in a heap of houses, bunnies and sparkles.

An aftershock of giggles followed, as Hailey and Aubrie watched the plush pile twitch and shift. It took several seconds for Shawn to finally find his way out, and even once he did, he was met with the laughter filled news that:

“You went out the wrong side.”

Yup, there was the hall of mirrors again (mostly knocked over now). He turned back around, facing the sea of fluffy limbs, and started to climb over it, grumbling and grunting and cursing under his breath, which only made the spectators giggle harder.

Finally making it through that, he progressed through another doll house, before approaching a bend that passed by his sister’s spot near the edge of the bed. As soon as he started to get close, he saw her chest puff out wide, then she lowered her head to his level and blew as hard as she could.

Shawn threw up a hand and braced himself against the sudden onslaught of wind, crinkling his nose at the faint hints of grapes and tomato sauce. At his size, the torrent of air was almost like a real hurricane, forcing him to push ahead with effort and mind every step lest he be swept away. Luckily for him, the little girl’s lungs could only hold so much, and the moment she stopped to inhale again, he rushed past and rounded the bend.

*slam*!

Quickly skidding to a halt, he recognized his sister’s hand, suddenly crashed down in his path.

“Hailey!?” he complained.

“It’s one of the obstacles!” she insisted.

He paused for a moment, but seeing as it blocked the whole path, and as the timer was still ticking, he just accepted it. Jumping a bit, he pressed his tiny fingers into the spaces between hers and started to climb. He made it a digit and a half off the ground before her giant hand suddenly lifted up again. The unexpected ascent was surprising enough to loosen his grip, but it was the sudden crash back down to the bed that fully knocked him loose.

“Hehehe,” she giggled.

As he picked himself back up, he noticed her hold her hand in his path for another moment, then briefly raise it again before slamming it back into the sheets. He’d played enough video games to recognize a pattern when he saw one, and scolded himself for not realizing it sooner.

Shawn stood fully, and the next moment his sister raised her hand, he dashed underneath.

“Yay! Go Shawn!” Hailey called as she watched her brother make it through, but then quickly added, “Oh! He’s getting close to the rope!”

Now turning to face Aubrie, he saw the girl shift to take hold of something, then the path took another bend and suddenly something flicked up off the ground in front of him.

“What the-!?”

Forcing himself to stop and take a look, he recognized what was happening. The girls were each holding the ends of two jump ropes they’d laid over the bed, now wiggling them quickly up and down. Little waves only a few times his height rushed back and forth through the lines, sending them jumping wildly off the sheets in his path.

Wait… Now!

Shawn dashed and jumped at top speed, managing to make it through, but the edge of a wave clipped his foot and sent him tumbling through the landing. Pushing himself up, he saw the path ahead zigzagged constantly, forcing him back and forth through the flailing ropes several times as he made his way from Hailey’s side of the bed over to Aubrie’s.

What followed were a few minutes of stubborn determination, as Shawn persevered through twist after turn. There were a few moments when the ropes seemed to have him on the ropes, but he pushed through, always glancing at the ticking clock.

I can make it! I can make it!

Finally, after being sent flying several times, he managed to reach the other end of the mattress. He was getting close now. Very close. There were only a few legs left and he could clearly see the end. But Aubrie was there, waiting for him.

*slam* *slam*

Two arms came down this time, blocking his path. Learning from his past mistakes, Shawn waited and watched, but the pattern was very fast and seemed to leave him very little time to get through.

*whoooooosh*

Taking inspiration from her friend, Aubrie started to blow on him as well, if only to add to the distraction.

Grumbling in frustration, the tiny boy made a charge for it, only to get pounded into the soft bedding by a falling forearm. The girl made a ‘failing buzzer’ sound and pushed him back out of her way before continuing to pound the bed.

Shawn made several more attempts, but each time ended the same way, with an arm or a fist sending him flat down into the linen. The timer was getting close to zero now. He had to make it through quick.

What happened next might have been a moment of inspiration or simply desperation, but the boy leapt at the obstacle again and this time grabbed on to one of the preteen’s fists. Gripping tight, he managed to climb to the top despite her continued rhythmic thrashing. Positioning himself as best he could, he waited until she threw her arm up again, and then he jumped.

Flailing through the air, Shawn landed clear on the other side of Aubrie’s obstacle.

“Whoo! Yeah!” his sister cheered.

Spurred on by the thrill of victory and the promise of reward, the tiny teen pulled himself back to his feet and started to run again. There was only a tiny bit of path left, but it had been knocked pretty badly out of place by all the previous shenanigans. He followed it carefully, keeping in bounds but keeping up the pace, glancing constantly at the clock.

He had enough time. He was going to make it. He was actually going to make it!

“Incoming!”

As Shawn heard those words, he noticed a shadow had been cast around him. It was light at first, but it quickly started darkening, even as he turned his head to look up.

No! You’ve got to be-!

A giant, pajama-clad rear impacted him like a meteor. His world was instantly reduced to the thin, smushed space between layers of fabric, with only the squishy nature of the mattress and the girl’s butt combined saving him from injury. The bed jiggled from her landing, toppling whatever remained of the course, including her own nearby phone.

And she’d aimed her strike very well.

Aubrie could feel the tiny, struggling boy. He was half-pinned under one cheek, with his other half squirming almost directly against her kitty, hidden away under her PJs. She wiggled subtly atop her toy, first pressing in a bit harder, then easing off to one side, giving him a chance to wriggle out from under that one cheek so he could be fully under her sensitive slit.

She closed her eyes for a moment and let out a breath, reveling in the sensation. She’d honestly been missing it pretty bad ever since the last time he’d been down there. She’d just take a little more time to-

*beep-beep-beep* *beep-beep-beep*

Her phone’s timer going off plucked the preteen out of her haze. She reached behind herself to where it had fallen over, which gave the tiny under her bum just enough room to start wriggling to freedom as she fumbled to turn it off.

Meanwhile, she caught the look on her friend’s face as the younger girl stared.

Chapter 8: Eep!

*gasp*! Shawn pulled himself out from the massive rear, just before the giant on top of him silenced her phone.

“Seriously!? Seriously!? Keep your fucking ass off of me!” the boy screamed, crawling away on the sheets. “And what kind of ‘obstacle’ was that supposed to be anyway!?”

“…Um, Aubrie?” Hailey asked, voice carrying a hint of concern. “Is everything okay?”

“W-What do you mean?” the older girl asked, a little flustered.

“It’s just… I don’t remember planning that last one, and… well, you kinda… looked funny.”

For whatever reason, her immediate instinct was to try to deny it. The whole thing was still so weird and new and she didn’t even know if she could explain it, let alone how the younger girl would react, but… But she really didn’t like the idea of lying to her best friend. She wanted to be honest.

“Look… the truth is… You remember how my mom surprised us when we were playing cats? And I hid Shawn in my pants?” She hesitated, but her friend nodded attentively. “…And he said I did it cause it made me feel good?”

The tiny boy’s eyes grew wide with embarrassment. His sister just nodded and listened.

“Well, I didn’t do it cause it made me feel good,” Aubrie asserted. “…But it, um, did… make me feel good.” Her confession hung in the air for a quiet moment.

“…I fucking knew it,” Shawn declared. “You creepy little perv! What the fuck is wrong with y-!”

“Hey!!” Hailey screeched, an unusual anger in her innocent eyes. Very much channeling her mother once again, the girl jumped up onto the bed and right into her brother’s face. “Those are not nice words! You keep quiet until you’re ready to be nice!” Then she picked him up and wrapped him in a fist, just tight enough to muffle his tiny mouth. She gave a righteous *humph* before turning her attention back to her friend. The older girl was fidgeting and looking away, embarrassed and sad.

“Sorry… I know it’s kinda weird,” Aubrie said.

“Uh-uh,” Hailey replied. She scooted quickly across the rest of the bed until she was sitting on the far edge next to her friend. “It’s not weird. My mom said it’s totally normal.”

“Huh?” went the older girl, turning to listen.

“She said when girls grow up, sometimes they like to play games with their kitties cause it feels good, and it’s totally normal,” explained the child calmingly.

“Really?” Aubrie felt surprised but… also reassured, if still a bit confused. “But if it’s for older girls then why didn’t my mom tell me that? I’m older than you,” she wondered aloud.

“Hm…” thought Hailey “…Mine said sometimes I get to learn things early cause I have a big brother?” she offered. She didn’t really understand why having Shawn around mattered for that, but it was the only other thing she’d been told that she could think to give as an answer.

“Huh…” breathed the older girl thoughtfully.

They shared another short moment together, a bit of the awkwardness melting away. Then the little girl asked her next question.

“…Is that the kind of game you want to play right now? A kitty game?”

“…Kinda,” Aubrie admitted, nodding. She could still feel the urge between her legs. Her friend smiled at her; happy she was able to help.

“Okay,” Hailey replied casually, deeming to treat this just like any other of their normal games. “Do you know how to play? My mom didn’t tell me that part.”

“No,” answered the older girl, shaking her head.

“Well don’t worry, I’m sure we can figure it out.”

“You think Shawn knows? He did say something about it.”

“Hm, I don’t know.”

Hailey released her grip, allowing her shrunken brother to gasp for air. He hadn’t really heard much of the previous exchange on account of having his head wrapped up, so this next question caught him very much off guard.

“Hey,” his little sister asked innocently, “do you know anything about playing games with kitties?”

“…Like …cats? Pets?” Shawn’s eyes were wide again. He did have that little bit of context from before his ‘time out’, but that only made him want to answer even more carefully.

“No, like the kind people have between their legs,” Aubrie clarified.

His eyes went wider. His face shifted a few shades. His body went tense. And he said nothing.

“…Well?” the older girl asked again, peering down at him closer. The tiny filled his little lungs with a deep breath.

“Nope. No no no no no, there is no way I’m talking about this. Not happening! Nuh-uh!” Truth be told, being fairly early into his teenage years, the boy actually didn’t know much of anything about the subject at all- but he still wasn’t gonna talk about it.

“Huh?” went Hailey.

“What? Why not!?” demanded Aubrie.

But the tiny teen just turned away and continued insisting, “Nope. No no no no.”

“Ugh! Why does your brother have to be so annoying!?” the older girl vented, vexed by the tension in her vagina.

“Don’t worry, Aubrie. Like I said, I’m sure we can figure it out. You just have to keep trying what you were doing before. You said it started feeling good, right?”

Shawn realized his blunder immediately.

“Nooo no no, wait,” he urged. “Don’t do that!” But his denial only seemed to serve as a signal for the girls that they were on the right track. Which, technically, they were. Aubrie smiled; what a smart and simple idea!

“Yeah, that makes sense, um…” she thought back, trying to make sense of all the new sensations she’d experienced that night. One detail seemed to stand out. “Well, it definitely feels the best when he’s touching it.”

“Okay, you wanna take your bottom off?”

“Sure.”

Shawn started squirming in his sister’s grip as Aubrie slid off the bed and onto her feet. She pressed her thumbs into her waistbands and pushed. Down slid her PJs and her undies into a neat pile on the floor, she stepped out of them as she turned around to-

“Uh…” The preteen hesitated as she realized just how cluttered her bed was with the remains of their obstacle course. She felt like she could use a bit more space. “…Let’s go to the sleeping bags.”

With Hailey following wordlessly, the girls walked around toward the TV, where they’d laid out their sleeping arrangements earlier. Aubrie deposited her bare butt on her cushiony roll, and her friend sat down next to her, on the one she’d unrolled alongside.

“Alright, you ready for Shawn?” the younger girl asked.

Aubrie nodded, starting to smile from excitement. She reached out toward her friend’s extended hand.

“NO!! NOOOOO! LET! ME! GO!!” With considerable effort, the tiny teen managed to find an opening in the girls’ grips as he was being passed over, and wriggled free of the digits. He fell to the floor between the sleeping bags, but scrambled quickly to his feet and started sprinting haphazardly in the first open direction he found.

He made it about five steps.

It was his sister’s hand that found him again. First pressing him flat against the floor, then peeling him off it and back into the air.

The young girl grunted as she pulled herself up straight again, then turned her brother around so they were face to face. Once more looking a little peeved, she scolded the tiny teen:

“You cut that out, Shawn!” Hailey demanded. “I know you didn’t come here on purpose, but all we’ve been trying to do is have fun with you, and you’ve been so grumpy all night. I help take care of you all the time, and I’m never this grumpy and run away! So you just help Aubrie play her kitty game!”

And with that, the assertive sibling reached out and firmly deposited her brother in her friend’s hand.

Aubrie wrapped her digits around the tiny teen and brought him to her face. She had a big smile now; a giddy excitement filling her chest while her toes twitched with nervousness.

Shawn read the expression on her face, clear as day. In a bid of desperation, he called out:

“Kid! A-Aubrie! Listen, I’ll play whatever other stupid game you want, alright!? Anything! Just not this!”

Well, that decided it. If Shawn didn’t want to play this game, that must mean it was really fun. She took a quick breath to brace herself.

“No please d-!”

*smack*

The initial impact came with a quiet, vaguely wet sort of slap. Shawn’s vision was reduced to a blur of motion, and then for a split second he saw it, rapidly growing to fill his entire view: a pair of pretty little lips, pink and glistening, gently parted with the spread of the girl’s legs. But only a moment later the sight wasn’t what occupied the tiny boy’s mind at all, in fact he closed his eyes all together, just a moment before his face- not to mention the entirety of his shrunken body- made full contact, followed just after by the girl’s hand as it plowed him firmly against her eager, sensitive skin.

“Oh!” yelped the preteen as her hand made contact and a large shiver ran up her spine. Her legs moved almost on their own, thighs pulling in a bit closer. But then her toes curled and she let out the rest of her breath slowly. That had been a bit much to start, but she could feel him now. Wiggling. His arms and legs were splayed out, wrapping around her kitty and pressing in against the puffy lips, sliding up and down as he flailed around. She could even feel the little vibrations from his head and chest as he tried to shout out his protests. “Ooohhhh…”

“Hehe. Is it working? You think you’re playing it right?” Hailey asked, seeing the smile shift and widen on her friend’s face.

Aubrie shifted her hand slightly, dragging Shawn up along her slit just a touch.

*hssss* “Yeah, I think so,” the preteen reported. Taking another sharp breath, she continued to follow her instincts. She pressed him in a bit harder, then let off when it was too much, then flexed her fingers to ramp it up once more. This was incredible- she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She shifted him down again.

“Ooo!”

Okay, that was still a lot… but she was starting to get used to it. Her hips twitched involuntarily as he struggled in her grip, but the little mouse was powerless against the hungry kitty. Shakiness started to take her body, but maybe just because all her focus was now narrowing to how precisely and carefully she could move her one hand.

She squeezed him against her folds, hard, harder. She shifted him gently to one side and then the other, feeling her lips stretch and slide, hardly even noticing the slickness rapidly spreading to cover her entire crotch- not to mention her hand. And then finally she would drag him slowly up and down the length of her slit, moaning and groaning quietly around her increasingly heavy breathing.

It didn’t take very long before she noticed the urge to go faster. In fact she realized how much more quickly her fingers were moving before actually registering the urge itself. She found a shaky sort of rhythm and felt this… sensation inside her, the one she’d been hunting, rise to a new steady plateau.

“W-Wow…” she breathed, “t-this is… great.” She gave an odd sort of giggle in between breaths.

“Yeah?” Hailey asked, staring rather curiously at her friend. “It’s fun?”

The next words caught in Aubrie’s throat, so she simply nodded. Each new movement of her hand, or even a little finger, even one of Shawn’s really-little fingers, felt like she was discovering a new layer of feeling. She explored the sensations with growing enthusiasm, as tiny dribbles of fluid began to drip onto the sleeping bag below. Rubbing the tiny in her grip against every molecule of sensitive skin she could reach, inside and out, her legs spread wider, her hand moved faster, and her fingers pressed deeper.

Shawn, helplessly splayed out against the preteen’s peach, could do nothing other than squeeze his eyes shut and push back in vain against the increasingly eager thrusts plowing him against the giant crotch. He felt himself dipping in and out of her lips, forced to catch gasps of Aubrie-scented air in the moments where his head met a slight valley in her curves. Stray pubic hairs, caught by her fingers and palm, scraped by him as he was moved, but they became increasingly less abrasive as her hand, her privates, his body and everything else around him became drenched in her inner slick. He now glided over every feature of her loins; an indistinct mass of hot, smooth, sopping girl, that dominated his entire existence to the point where he felt like it might swallow him up.

And then it did.

*squelch*

“Eep!” Aubrie squealed. She pressed hard, and something gave way. Her thighs pulled in close again, she gripped hard against the sleeping bag in her free hand.

“Aubrie!?” her friend called with a hint of worry. But then she saw it, past the gaps in the girl’s glistening fingers: the pair of tiny legs flailing from her kitty. “Oh no! Did he get inside again?”

“N-No Hailey, w-wait…” the older girl muttered, catching her breath again. “I… I think he’s supposed to do that!”

Hailey suddenly grew a very surprised face, which Aubrie didn’t see. She was far too busy looking down at her loins, feeling what was happening inside. It had been way too much the first time, but now that she’d properly worked up to it… The girl clenched her core gently, testingly, feeling the pressure squeeze Shawn into her squishy softness just wonderfully, in all the ways she needed.

She took another big, shaky breath, and then gave Shawn a big, heavy shove.

“Oooooh!” she moaned, her hand coming flat against her lips. The boy’s meager, shrunken body filled her perfectly. She squeezed against him, involuntarily now, and started sliding her palm and fingers over the opening which had swallowed him up. At first she was abrupt and jerky, following the pace of her heavy breathing, but within moments she had started rubbing at double the speed of her lungs, then faster still.

She pushed with everything. Her fingers against her lips, her inner muscles against her boy, her legs and free arm down against the ground, lifting her butt off the sleeping bag as her back arched. Her breathing went faster, her heart went faster, harder. Something inside her was building. That feeling she’d found was growing, evolving, spreading from that burning spot in her lower belly, driving her further and further toward the heavens until finally she felt it coming. Another realm of sensation lay just beyond, rushing up from within. She reached for it with her dripping hand, plunging her middle finger between her lips as she buried her palm deep into her hot, wet crotch and rubbed for all she was worth.

“Aaaaahhh!!” Aubrie screamed, raw and primal with a sharp, youthful tone. A powerful sensation shot through her body, locking her limbs in place as her insides rang out with the chorus of her very first climax. Every tense millimeter of her sensitive depths shone brightly in her mind’s eye for one incredible moment.

And then intense relief, and she collapsed back onto her sleeping bag.

*huff* *huff* *huff* *huff*

The girl did nothing for a moment besides pant, limbs limp, even with one hand still at her kitty. After a moment she opened her eyes, and after another moment she caught sight of Hailey.

The younger girl looked… concerned. Aubrie spread her lips- the ones on her face- into a big, happy smile and started to giggle. Her friend, seeing she was okay, started to do the same.

*step step step step step*!

Both girls heard it, someone running in the hall downstairs, heading for the door to the room. Aubrie tried to react but felt like she could hardly move a muscle. Hailey acted fast.

*clack* *swish*

“Aubrie!?” called a concerned woman as she bounded up the stairs? She quickly spotted her daughter and her friend. They were laying on the floor together, on their sleeping bags, in front of the TV with Aubrie’s bed cover draped over them.

Both girls turned to them and she immediately noticed her daughter’s face. She seemed flush and sweaty, plus she was breathing quickly.

“What’s wrong!?” the worried mother asked. “I heard you scream!”

“Um, sorry, Mrs. Meadows,” Hailey answered. “We were just watching a scary movie.”

The woman looked to the TV, immediately concerned about what exactly they’d been watching, but it was silent and black.

“It got a little too scary, so we turned it off,” her house guest continued. The girl looked more than a little on edge herself.

Oof, these girls… Well, whatever they were watching, probably a good thing they stopped. And that they left the lights on.

“Alright, well I think that’s enough of that for tonight, huh?” the woman said. The kids nodded in eager agreement. “It’s getting late, why don’t you two get ready for bed.”

“Okay, Mrs. Meadows,” Hailey replied.

“…You too, Aubrie,” the mother added, shifting to her daughter. She couldn’t help but notice the lack of verbal agreement from the girl who was always eager to stay up later.

“Uh- um- yeah, okay mom,” the preteen managed. Her mother frowned, just a bit.

Not much push-back this time. That movie must have really gotten to her…

“You can stay up a few minutes longer to calm down,” she decided. “But not too late, okay?”

Her daughter nodded in understanding.

“Alright, let me know if you need anything, girls,” the woman said in closing, and then she turned and started back down the stairs, much more calmly than when she’d arrived.

Once again, they waited until they were sure she was gone, before one of them broke the silence.

“Wow,” Aubrie complimented, still mildly out of breath. “Thanks, Hailey, I don’t know how I would have explained this to her, especially not if she saw-” The preteen’s eyes widened, and a moment later so did her friend’s.

“Oh no! Shawn!” exclaimed the younger girl.

They both threw off the blanket, re-exposing Aubrie’s bare bottom, along with her glistening kitty and the noticeable puddle it had made. What wasn’t noticeable, was any sign of Shawn.

“Where is he?” the boy’s sister asked.

“I… think he’s still inside,” answered the older girl. She’d more or less lost any awareness of him in the wave of sensation that had overwhelmed her, but now that her body was calming down, she could start to feel the littler details again, like the fullness in her lower belly, and how it moved around just slightly.

“Can you get him out?” Hailey asked. Looking a bit closer, she still couldn’t even see any trace of her shrunken sibling.

“Um…” She reached toward her tired kitty and tentatively put a finger to it. *tssssh*

She recoiled a little, but steadied herself with a breath and tried again. The touch against her lower lips felt both hazy and heightened at the same time. Slowly, she managed to spread them open, and she reached over with her other hand. Pushing through a bit of discomfort- literally- she tried to work one finger inside to reach the buried boy, but the passage was tight, and even as she started to get close she knew she wouldn’t be able to grab him with just one digit.

“…Hold on,” she said. Pulling the tip of her finger out with another hiss, she forced her weary limbs into action, pushing herself up onto her feet.

Standing up straight, she spread her legs as wide as she comfortably could, hoping to have gravity help out. But she was no gymnast, her legs only split so far, and even with a little booty wiggle, or squatting down, she didn’t feel him moving much. Maybe if she tried… pushing a little? Putting some attention on her core, she clenched and-

*spritz*

*gasp*

“…Teheehe,” giggled Hailey.

“Hey! It’s not funny!” Aubrie complained, blushing a bit from embarrassment. She stood up straight again. “We should go down to the bathroom. Maybe I can get him out after I pee.”

The younger girl nodded with some urgency, despite the amused grin still on her face. Forcing some action back into her tired legs, Aubrie walked over to where she’d left her pants and did her best to quickly pull them back up, then she met her friend at the stairs and they both started down.

Chapter 9: Eewwww

Reaching the bathroom, Hailey usually would have had the manners to wait outside, but both girls were a bit too focused on Shawn’s predicament to notice that detail as they walked in together and closed the door. Aubrie sat herself on the familiar bowl with a slight sigh of relief, and then…

*psssss*

From deep in the hot, wet darkness, Shawn heard the sound of flow, of fluids rushing by. Muffled, somewhere out in the distance, he could hear the constant churn of a stream pattering down into a lake below.

Pounded by the powerful pussy a number of times his size, he made no movements of his own beyond the shallow rise and fall of his chest, breathing whatever stale, heavily feminine air had been trapped in there along with him. He felt vaguely the constant thump of the girl’s pulse; it seemed fainter now, either because her heart had steadied or because he had lost that much more awareness. Still he did start to notice, on some level, the tense, living walls surrounding him beginning to grow lax, relinquishing their hold on him just a bit. Just enough, that with the slope of the girl’s channel, he started to…

“Ahh…” Aubrie breathed. For an indeterminate moment, she was lost again in the sensations of her body; this time just the simple, familiar feeling of relaxation, as her muscles continued to loosen from her climax, resting comfortably on her toilet, bladder freely emptying.

*sploosh*

The sudden splash caught both girls’ attention and brought Aubrie back to the moment.

“Was that him?” Hailey asked, concerned.

The older girl looked down past her spread legs as her stream petered out, but she already knew the answer, she’d felt it. A moment before she could respond, another splash broke the water’s surface, followed closely by a tiny gasp.

“Yup, that’s him,” Aubrie said with a nod. She stood up as her friend rushed over and both peered down.

There was Shawn, swimming in a swirling puddle of yellow.

“…Eewwww…”

“…Eewwww…”

Both girls’ faces crinkled at the sight as they voiced their disgust in unison.

“H-Hailey!” called Shawn weakly from the toilet. “G-Get me out!”

The young girl moved a little closer, but she wasn’t about to reach her hand down into someone else’s pee water! And neither was Aubrie, even if it was her own!

“What do we do?” Hailey asked with urgency.

“Um…” the older girl looked around for a moment and noticed the nearby plunger. “Here,” she said, grabbing it by the handle. She lowered the rubber end into the water as gently as she could, but another shout came from down below.

“Gross! I’m not touching that!” went Shawn. “Give me the other end!”

“What!? No! I’m not touching the dirty side! You do it!” Aubrie insisted.

“Why should I have to!?”

“You’re already swimming in pee! Now hurry up before I flush you!”

“Ugh, fine!”

Despite barely being able to stay afloat thanks to his fatigue, the boy reluctantly swam up into the rubber cup, where the preteen he’d previously been inside of could carefully carry him out.

Aubrie deposited the tainted teen in the sink before putting the plunger back with another grimace. As Hailey opened the tap to give her brother some fresh water, the older girl returned to her routine, grabbing some TP to wipe with. But the moment her fingers graced her crotch again, even through the paper, she knew it wouldn’t be enough. Everywhere between her legs, even down part of her thighs was wet and a little sticky.

“Blech,” the girl grumbled. She tossed the useless TP to the bowl and motioned for her friend to step away from the sink so she could grab more of those wet wipes from underneath.

“Well, he looks okay,” Hailey reported, watching over her tiny brother.

“Okay!? Nothing about that was in any way okay! I’m going to be scared for l-” Aubrie stuck a hand under the faucet to divert a bit of the flow over the boy’s head.

“You’ll be fine,” the girl dismissed, “we both just need to clean up.”

Hailey glanced over as her friend started wiping down her inner legs.

“So… that last game got a little crazy, huh?” the girl asked with a little giggle.

“Heh, yeah.”

“But sleepovers just get a little crazy sometimes, right Aubrie?”

The preteen smiled back and answered, “Yeah,” with a little giggle of her own.

Running water filled the silence for a moment before Aubrie spoke again.

“Sorry we didn’t get to actually watch that movie. I know you really wanted to.”

“What? No, playing with you and Shawn was way more fun! I’ll take games with my BFF over movies any night.”

“Even the crazy ones?”

“Especially the crazy ones!”

The girls giggled together as Aubrie dropped the last wipe down into the bowl.

*flush*

Chapter 10: Hey, where is Shawn gonna sleep?

*yaaawn* “I’m so tired,” Aubrie moaned, only slightly exaggerated for comedic effect. Still, she picked up another toy from her bed and trudged toward the closet.

Hailey giggled in response. She was actually the one doing most of the cleanup, angel that she was, but the older girl forced herself to help out too despite her fatigue.

“I swear, as soon as we’re done I’m gonna wrap myself in my sleeping bag and start snoring.”

“You’re not gonna clean it first?” her guest asked; half tease, half honest question. Aubrie glanced over at it as she thudded by. Normally she definitely would have, but she was so wiped and it seemed like most of the mess had already dried…

“…Whatever, it’s waterproof and it was all on the outside, I’m allowed to be gross when I’m tired.”

“Blech!” Hailey responded in exaggerated disgust, but giggling all the same. Then she had a thought. “Hey, where is Shawn gonna sleep?”

The tiny teen in question had been lying splayed out on the giant bed, enjoying a rare moment of peace after his traumatic ordeal. This question, however, ‘mildly’ disturbed his tranquility. The boy shot upright.

“Please just let me sleep on this bed,” he pleaded.

Both girls shot each other a look. His sister, about to pick up another toy to put away, paused and looked him over suspiciously.

“Hrm… You’re not gonna try to find Mrs. Meadows and get us sent home early?”

“Look, the only thing I want to do tonight is finally get some fucking sleep,” he told his sister. “This bed’s just as good as mine and I’m already here.”

The girls shared another silent glance. Aubrie shrugged; the night was already over anyway.

“Well, oka-”

*clack*

The door to their room opened, followed by ascending footsteps. Mrs. Meadows entered, this time holding the family cat again, and looked over her charges.

“You girls getting ready for bed?”

Aubrie shot a glance toward her friend, but she was just sitting on the edge of the bed, looking almost casual.

“Yes, Mrs. Meadows,” the girl replied.

“Yeah,” Aubrie added, “just cleaning up.”

The woman noted the improving state of the bed and gave an approving nod. “Lovely.” Then she bent down to the floor and opened her arms.

“You’re leaving Mittens in here?” Hailey asked.

“Don’t you remember? She always sleeps up here with Aubrie. Otherwise she’ll be scratching at the door all night.”

Now it was the younger girl’s turn to shoot a glance to her friend. Her host gave a little ‘yeah, that is how it is’ shrug, not really able to come up with an excuse in her current state.

“Well, I’m going to bed too,” the woman announced. “Just knock if you need anything. Goodnight, girls.” Then, with a yawn of her own, the mother descended the stairs one final time for the evening.

A moment of silence passed… and then Hailey stood up.

*gasp* *cough* “Come on!” Shawn complained from the warm spot on the sheets where her rump had just been. “Not you too!”

“Sorry,” his sister replied, turning around, “it’s just a really easy way to hide you and make sure you can’t make noise. Plus we already know it’s safe now.”

Aubrie giggled.

“That girl is a bad influence on you!” he insisted. “You’d be better- Whoa!”

Mittens the cat hopped casually up onto her owner’s bed, just like she might do any night, but her feline eyes locked quite quickly on the tiny boy, who startled at her appearance. Luckily, Hailey’s quick reflexes struck again. Before Mittens could get any ideas, the little girl snatched the littler boy from the sheets, holding him safely out of reach.

“Well, you definitely can’t sleep on the bed now,” the kid realized aloud. “So where can he sleep?”

“Hrm… I’ve seen Mittens get just about everywhere in this room,” Aubrie recalled. “The desk, the closet, even in my sock drawer once.”

The girls looked at each other… then started to smirk…

“We’re gonna have to keep him close.”

“Yeah, somewhere we know he’ll be safe.”

“Where we could, like, feel him or something.”

“Oh no…” Shawn muttered, realizing the implication. “No no no! Please no!!”

“Guess I should put on some underwear again,” Aubrie remarked. She’d stayed commando since the bathroom; her old pair had gotten a little dirty on the way down.

“NO! Hailey!! Keep me the fuck away from that girl! Please! I’ll do anything!!”

The kid looked down at her brother and showed a tiny frown; part sympathy, part contemplation.

“…Okay,” she agreed after a moment.

“Thank you!” Shawn sighed with relief.

Then his sister pulled down her pants.

“It still feels kinda weird to me,” she admitted honestly, “but if Aubrie likes it, it’s probably fine.”

Her hand dropped down, and suddenly Shawn was confronted with something he never thought he’d see: his own gigantic sibling’s little lady parts. The sight of the still-smooth crotch stunned him for a moment until he started being moved towards it. Only then did panic finally return and he tried to speak out.

“N-No! Wait! Hailey, wait! Not that! Not there! Stop!”

“Don’t worry,” the little girl reassured with a smile, “my kitty will keep you safe from Aubrie’s kitty.”

She placed her brother on her panties, giggling at her own joke, and then pulled up her bottoms.

“Noo-!”

“Eep!”

“You okay?” Aubrie asked, seeing her friend’s reaction.

“Yeah, just feels weird when he moves. …Pff- hehe.”

“Kinda tickles sometimes, right?”

“Yeah.”

The girls giggled together until a yawn on Aubrie’s part interrupted them.

“Alright, we’ll clean up the rest tomorrow,” she decided. “We got rid of all the grapes, right?”

“Yeah,” the other girl confirmed.

“Good. Bedtime.”

“Hehe, okay. I’ll get the light,” Hailey volunteered.

*thud* *thud* *thud*

The steps of his giant-sized sister shook Shawn up and down as she ran over to turn off the lights.

“You can’t leave me in here all night!” he screamed. “I’m your brother! I shouldn’t be anywhere near here! Take me out!”

But if she could hear him at all, she didn’t respond. Instead, she just felt him run back over to her sleeping bag, and then his world started to tumble as she bent over and crawled inside. Still, her underwear did what it was designed to do, wrap closely to her butt, and in doing so kept him securely ensnared.

When the world finally settled, he found himself sandwiched between two massive thighs, as Hailey lay on her side.

“You think he’ll try to get out while I’m asleep?” he heard her ask. Aubrie’s reply was a little harder to make out with so much skin in the way, but he managed in the otherwise quiet room.

“He couldn’t even get out of just your sleeping bag when he was stuck in it before. I doubt he’ll get out of your PJs and the sleeping bag. Plus, you’ll probably feel him if he tries.”

“Yeah, good point. I hope he doesn’t though, I really don’t want Mittens to get him.”

“I mean, yeah, if he was smart, he would stay in there where it’s safe. But you know how dumb boys can be, especially teens.”

“Yeah,” Hailey replied with a giggle.

“Hey! I am not dumb!” Shawn yelled, wriggling in protest. “I just don’t want to spend the whole night pressing on my little sister’s fucking cooch!”

But the only reply he received was an increase in said sibling giggles.

“Hehehe, Shawn says goodnight.”

“Heh- *yawn* - goodnight Shawn. Goodnight Hailey.”

“Goodnight Aubrie.”

…

Nothing, absolutely nothing about that night was in any way ‘good’ for Shawn. Wrapped in several layers of insulation, directly up against the comparatively massive rear, the air quickly became hot and stale. He’d struggled his best, with what little energy he had left, but there was only so much energy those dessert grapes had given him.

The only slight savings grace- not that he would ever admit it- was that both his sister’s underwear and skin were pretty soft. They accepted his tired tiny limbs gladly and with ample support when he finally ran out of steam.

He wasn’t sure if he’d call it sleep, but he did drift off at several points, though he couldn’t say for how long. Every time, though, he would be suddenly jolted awake, squished, squeezed and thrown around. From the outside, it was just a cute little girl turning over in her sleep. But trapped in her undies it was like a washing machine- only with nothing clean about it.

Sweat slowly permeated the area around him, both hers and his own, as both bodies attempted to keep cool in the thick warmth of the sleeping bag. And as she shifted through the night, he was commonly sliding back and forth between the pucker of her anus, and the slit of her kitty, each with their own unique category of disgust and remnant discharge.

But there was nothing he could do. Most of the time, the sheer weight of his sibling’s body kept him pinned in place, and the rest of the time, honestly, he was just too exhausted to move. The best he could manage was to get what little ‘sleep’ he could, knowing that tomorrow would eventually come, and this nightmare would finally be over.

…

*smoosh*

Shawn felt an enormous weight suddenly come to bear over his body, pressing him firmly flat into the ground. Instinctive struggling came first, followed by some logical assessment of the situation. He wasn’t between Hailey’s legs this time, he was between her cheeks. Her panties and the floor were below him, but he was being pressed down a lot harder than he could remember.

She was sitting up.

He heard a muffled noise that sounded like a yawn, and some shifting of her rear atop him which might have been stretching. And then:

*PRRRT*

From a normal perspective, it was the tiniest little poot, almost cute even, probably not even audible outside the sleeping bag Hailey was still wrapped in. Still, she muttered an automatic “Excuse me,” only half awake.

From Shawn’s perspective, however, the already stale air which he had just barely gotten used to somehow, suddenly became choked with the smell of, well, ass. He coughed and gagged as best he could, but pinned as he was, it was almost all he could do just to breathe.

“Aubrie? You awake?” he heard his sister’s sleepy voice mutter. But if the other girl replied, he couldn’t hear it. All he knew was that, after another few moments of useless struggling, the immense pressure from above finally lifted. He took a deep, gasping breath, then instantly regretted it, gagging on the fumes from Hailey’s lower intestine.

Somewhere in the time it took his lungs to settle, he felt his sister lazily stand up and start walking. The departure from her sleeping bag, combined with the movement of her legs, finally started circulating some very welcomed ‘fresh’ air, though the girl’s scent was still thick, radiating from her skin, and the undies which had been pressed against her all night.

Please, just let me out of here already… the poor boy thought desperately.

Then, just like that, his wish was granted.

In an instant, he felt himself plunging downward. Light poured in from on high, burning the silhouette of his sister’s rear into his unadjusted eyes as he fell away from it.

With her pants pulled down, Hailey leaned back and placed her bare butt on the toilet.

*prrrt* … *plop* … *plunk*

The young girl sighed, her body slowly waking up as relief came to her bowels. She glanced idly over her friend’s bathroom, across the walls, down at the floor-

“…Shawn? Oh, Shawn, I forgot you were in there,” she said with a sleepy smile, like this was just any other morning and she was just happy to see him. “Guess I kinda got used to you.”

*psssssssssss*

“You have a good night?” she asked.

Staring up at her past the rim of the toilet bowl and through the gap between her knees, he mustered one word.

“…No.”

Epilogue

“Oh thank goodness!” cried the woman.

Though he didn’t show it, Shawn couldn’t help feeling a rush of relief and joy when he saw his mother rushing toward him, even when she rather forcibly took him from his sister’s hands and hugged him a little too tight to her chest.

“I was looking for you all night! Oh you had me so scared! How did you end up here!?”

“…”

“…”

“…”

No one answered. The girl’s looked at each other, bracing themselves for the impending punishment, and for the first time, the relieved mother noticed their nervous, maybe even guilty expressions.

“Hailey?” she asked her daughter with a hint of accusation. The kid’s frown deepened; she knew her brother was about to rat her out anyway, maybe she’d get off at least a little easier if she said it herself?

“Well… he was in my bag,” she explained timidly.

“That’s where he was all night!?” the concerned mother exclaimed- because obviously her daughter would have called yesterday if she’d found him earlier.

“…Also in my pants,” Hailey muttered meekly.

“In your pants?”

“That’s where she found me this morning,” Shawn suddenly interjected. “I was caught in her change of clothes at the bottom of her bag. She found me when she went to take them out. I-It was my fault; I didn’t watch where I was going and I fell in.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Shawn. None of this is your fault! We should have been so much more careful!” She hugged him tight again, muttering with a bit of guilt herself, “Well, at least you didn’t end up anywhere worse.”

His mother brought him up to her face to give him a full-head kiss, and he couldn’t help but flinch (even more than usual) as moments from the day before flashed through his mind.

“Y-Yeah,” he muttered. “Can you just take me home now?”

“Of course, dear!” Then she shifted to her daughter. “Hailey, you hold him while I go set up a spot for him in the car. Say bye to Aubrie and her mom, we’re leaving in five minutes.” She passed off her tiny son and then turned back toward the front door, muttering words of relief.

Hearing the departure, Mrs. Meadows poked her head out of the kitchen and asked, “Did she leave?”

“She’s just getting the car ready, mom,” Aubrie replied.

“Oh, good. Tell her I’ll come say hello in a second, I just need to finish cleaning in here.”

The moment both adults were out of earshot, Hailey finally voiced the question she’d been holding back.

“Why didn’t you tell on us?” she asked down to the shrunken sibling in her hand.

“Look, both of you better listen and listen good,” he said firmly. “I don’t want anyone, ever, in the whole world for the rest of time to know where I was last night, got it!? So you girls just keep your mouths shut, or I swear I’ll get you in so much trouble you wont even-”

The rest of his threat was cut off as his sister took her turn now to hold him close to her chest in a hug.

“Awww, thanks, Shawn,” she said lovingly, completely misinterpreting his flaming embarrassment as some kind of masked sympathy for his sibling. She thought it was forgiveness, but in reality he just really didn’t want to have conversations with his mother- or god forbid any of his friends- about what it was like being stuck in little girls’ pants, one of them being his own sister. He’d never live that down if word got out.

“Then it’s our secret,” Aubrie agreed. She wrapped her arms around her friend, and suddenly Shawn was being pressed even tighter in a girl-hug-sandwich.

“Too much! Too much!” he groaned, gasping when they released a moment later.

“…I kinda don’t want you to leave yet,” Aubrie said, a touch of sadness entering as she glanced away.

“Yeah, me neither,” Hailey agreed. “That was like the best sleepover ever.”

“We should totally plan another one.”

“Yeah! Maybe we could even do it next weekend!”

“We should totally ask our parents right now.”

“Yeah, totally.”

“You think Shawn would want to come to that one too?”

“NO!!” the tiny boy cried emphatically.

But the only response he received was the giggling of the girls.

Originally Published: 24-Apr-2026