Semi-Smooth Sailing
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 10
by
Bobob1
You sat on the bed patiently as Samantha began to dress into her pajamas. This day couldn't go any better! You had met a new friend, a nice one at that, and you would be taken home in the morning. Samantha might even be the nicest person you have ever met. You noticed she was about to take off her shirt, so you began to turn around like a true gentleman, when something unexpected happened. Samantha whipped off her shirt faster than anticipated, and you saw what you had never thought you would see. Her breasts.
They weren't just normal breasts though. They were the biggest breasts you had ever laid eyes upon. At a guess, they had to be at least G cups, if not bigger! How hadn't you noticed before? She had worn the loosest fitting t shirt, hiding her luscious curves? But why? As you continued to stare, she had slipped out of her shorts as well, and you noticed she was just as developed in the rear as in the front. Her ass was large, but not fat, full, curvy, and just the right amount of jiggly. This girl was a knockout, a total hottie, ten out of ten. Why did she hide it?
As you were gawking at her, Samantha had turned and spotted you staring at her. She was confused at first, but then understood. She quickly put on her loose fitting pajamas, and scooped you up. You were still in a trance until she spoke.
"Ben. Hello? Earth to Ben?" She giggled. You snapped out of it and looked up at her beautiful face.
"Huh? Oh...yeah?" You said shaking your head.
"You were staring at me."
"Oh! Sorry! I just...I..."
"You didn't know I was hot."
"Yes! Well...I...yeah..." You blushed. She smiled warmly.
"Ben. It's fine. A lot of people don't know. I like it that way."
"But...why?" You asked her. She shrugged.
"I'll tell you later. Come on, I'm hungry!" She clenched you tighter (not too tight) and ran downstairs. Her mother had already eaten, so it was you and Samantha alone in the kitchen. She fixed a bowl of soup and crackers, poured herself a drink, and sat down. You sat down on her napkin. She began to eat, and occasionally gave you tiny pieces of cracker. The meal was going well, until Samantha's mother walked back into the room. Panicking, Samantha placed her spoon gently on top of you to hide you.
"H...hi mom!" Samantha smiled casually. Her mom crossed to the table.
"Hello dear. Tell me...how are you? We hardly talk anymore." Her mom began to lean on the table, her hands close to the napkin...and you.
"I'm fine mom. Uh...how are...you?"
"You sound nervous dear. Are you sure you are okay?" She leaned even further, and her hand slid ontop of the spoon. Samantha's mom placed her weight on one foot, and her hand crushed the spoon down onto you. Samantah cringed, seeing this happen. She was powerless to save you. You flattened like a pancake, and quickly got stuck to the spoon.
"Mom. I'm positive. I'm fine. Really!" Samantha went from looking at the spoon back to her mother and back to the spoon. Her mom sighed. She stood up, but the damage was already done. You were stuck flat to the spoon.
"Alright Samantha. If you say so. If you ever need me..." She began to walk away, but turned and said one more thing. "One more thing."
"Yeah?"
"Could you go take out the trash. Right now. We are all full, and trash day is tomorrow morning."
"But!"
"Please?" Samantha sighed quietly. She stood up and left the kitchen. Samantha's mom watched her leave and then she...
They weren't just normal breasts though. They were the biggest breasts you had ever laid eyes upon. At a guess, they had to be at least G cups, if not bigger! How hadn't you noticed before? She had worn the loosest fitting t shirt, hiding her luscious curves? But why? As you continued to stare, she had slipped out of her shorts as well, and you noticed she was just as developed in the rear as in the front. Her ass was large, but not fat, full, curvy, and just the right amount of jiggly. This girl was a knockout, a total hottie, ten out of ten. Why did she hide it?
As you were gawking at her, Samantha had turned and spotted you staring at her. She was confused at first, but then understood. She quickly put on her loose fitting pajamas, and scooped you up. You were still in a trance until she spoke.
"Ben. Hello? Earth to Ben?" She giggled. You snapped out of it and looked up at her beautiful face.
"Huh? Oh...yeah?" You said shaking your head.
"You were staring at me."
"Oh! Sorry! I just...I..."
"You didn't know I was hot."
"Yes! Well...I...yeah..." You blushed. She smiled warmly.
"Ben. It's fine. A lot of people don't know. I like it that way."
"But...why?" You asked her. She shrugged.
"I'll tell you later. Come on, I'm hungry!" She clenched you tighter (not too tight) and ran downstairs. Her mother had already eaten, so it was you and Samantha alone in the kitchen. She fixed a bowl of soup and crackers, poured herself a drink, and sat down. You sat down on her napkin. She began to eat, and occasionally gave you tiny pieces of cracker. The meal was going well, until Samantha's mother walked back into the room. Panicking, Samantha placed her spoon gently on top of you to hide you.
"H...hi mom!" Samantha smiled casually. Her mom crossed to the table.
"Hello dear. Tell me...how are you? We hardly talk anymore." Her mom began to lean on the table, her hands close to the napkin...and you.
"I'm fine mom. Uh...how are...you?"
"You sound nervous dear. Are you sure you are okay?" She leaned even further, and her hand slid ontop of the spoon. Samantha's mom placed her weight on one foot, and her hand crushed the spoon down onto you. Samantah cringed, seeing this happen. She was powerless to save you. You flattened like a pancake, and quickly got stuck to the spoon.
"Mom. I'm positive. I'm fine. Really!" Samantha went from looking at the spoon back to her mother and back to the spoon. Her mom sighed. She stood up, but the damage was already done. You were stuck flat to the spoon.
"Alright Samantha. If you say so. If you ever need me..." She began to walk away, but turned and said one more thing. "One more thing."
"Yeah?"
"Could you go take out the trash. Right now. We are all full, and trash day is tomorrow morning."
"But!"
"Please?" Samantha sighed quietly. She stood up and left the kitchen. Samantha's mom watched her leave and then she...
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April 23, 2025
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