Suddenly remembered where she’d last seen Ben
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 14
by
Bobob1
All three of your relatives were absolutely doubled over in laughter at the movie. As each scene passed they would break into another laughing fit. They watched eagerly as Tim was eaten up by asses, chewed on like gum, dropped into socks all by his unwitting family members, and much more. All three of the ladies bounced uncontrollably in their chairs with their laughter, but none more so than Betty. This movie had all the hilarity of your life without any of the guilt Betty usually felt for putting you in these situations. For once she could just sit back and enjoy. Briefly her mind wandered to the moment earlier on the couch watching the movie with you and your mother. She felt horrible about squishing you but in some weird way loved seeing your body plastered to her big, meaty thigh. The fact that she could crush your entire body without realizing it made her feel terribly guilty, but also excited at the same time. Part of her wishes she didn't realize you were there so the squishing could have continued, but she knows that ultimately she couldn't consciously put her nephew through that torture. Betty tried to think of how she would make it up to you for squashing you like that earlier, but then everything in her mind clicked at once... she already did. She remembered bringing you to the room with her, and giving you the fun chance to climb over her body. Betty realized she must have fallen asleep while playing, but where did you go while she was snoozing? Her mind considered the possibilities, and at that exact moment she felt an itch deep down in her ass crack. Betty instinctively ground her ass into the seat cushion to scratch her annoying itch, and as she did her eyes shot open as a realization hit her.
"Oh God." Betty said somberly, her laughter finally dying down. Your mother and sister continued chuckling for a few more moments, but finally, noticing Betty's worried expression, stopped as well.
"What's up B? You look like you've seen a ghost." your mother asked your aunt. Betty took a moment to compose herself and responded with a weak voice,
"Remember when I took Ben into my room to spend some time together and say sorry for squashing him on the couch earlier?" Your mother merely nodded and looked at Betty inquisitively. "Well, I just remembered challenging him to climb over my body for fun, but then I fell asleep. And, uhh, well... let's just say I think I know what this itch in my butt has been this whole time." Both your mother and sister were silent for a second, taking in what Betty had just told them. Then, in unison, they absolutely exploded with the loudest bout of laughter so far.
"Come on guys it's not funny!" Betty pleaded, feeling terrible about the torture she's been putting you through. "I've been grinding my butt into this seat for over an hour because of what I thought was an itchy thong! Plus, I just know my booty is sweaty by now after sitting so long... oh no. I just realized, I've been letting out so many farts since we've gotten here too! He might not even be alive back there anymore!" Betty was evidently distraught at the booty prisoner she had been holding the entire outing. Your mom and sister on the other hand howled with more and more laughter as Betty's description dragged on. Finally your sister spoke up,
"Please Aunt Betty, no more. I need a second to breathe... but I bet Ben does too!" prompting more laughter from herself and your mom. Betty felt bad but she couldn't help but giggle at Sarah's joke.
"Seriously guys, the movie is almost over, I gotta figure out a way to get him out of there asap!" Betty pleaded with your other family members. Somewhere deep down she prayed that circumstances would prevent her from pulling you out, but she tried to brush these thoughts to the side. No matter how good it felt to have your minuscule body completely dwarfed by her titanic cheeks, it wasn't worth torturing you for... right? Soon enough your mom's laughter subsided as well, and she responded to Betty...
"..."
"Oh God." Betty said somberly, her laughter finally dying down. Your mother and sister continued chuckling for a few more moments, but finally, noticing Betty's worried expression, stopped as well.
"What's up B? You look like you've seen a ghost." your mother asked your aunt. Betty took a moment to compose herself and responded with a weak voice,
"Remember when I took Ben into my room to spend some time together and say sorry for squashing him on the couch earlier?" Your mother merely nodded and looked at Betty inquisitively. "Well, I just remembered challenging him to climb over my body for fun, but then I fell asleep. And, uhh, well... let's just say I think I know what this itch in my butt has been this whole time." Both your mother and sister were silent for a second, taking in what Betty had just told them. Then, in unison, they absolutely exploded with the loudest bout of laughter so far.
"Come on guys it's not funny!" Betty pleaded, feeling terrible about the torture she's been putting you through. "I've been grinding my butt into this seat for over an hour because of what I thought was an itchy thong! Plus, I just know my booty is sweaty by now after sitting so long... oh no. I just realized, I've been letting out so many farts since we've gotten here too! He might not even be alive back there anymore!" Betty was evidently distraught at the booty prisoner she had been holding the entire outing. Your mom and sister on the other hand howled with more and more laughter as Betty's description dragged on. Finally your sister spoke up,
"Please Aunt Betty, no more. I need a second to breathe... but I bet Ben does too!" prompting more laughter from herself and your mom. Betty felt bad but she couldn't help but giggle at Sarah's joke.
"Seriously guys, the movie is almost over, I gotta figure out a way to get him out of there asap!" Betty pleaded with your other family members. Somewhere deep down she prayed that circumstances would prevent her from pulling you out, but she tried to brush these thoughts to the side. No matter how good it felt to have your minuscule body completely dwarfed by her titanic cheeks, it wasn't worth torturing you for... right? Soon enough your mom's laughter subsided as well, and she responded to Betty...
"..."
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April 23, 2025
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