The Long Haul
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
ndrewt
"There was this one time we went on a road trip... that went as well as you might expect." You mumble, your cheeks flushing with a bit of embarrassment. "And it's why I hate flying on planes."
Quinn tilted her head in intrigue. "Well, what happened?"
You shake your head, mustering the courage to finally speak about the horrible trip. "Well, it all started a long while ago..."
———
"Hunter? Hurry down, I need to talk to you about something!" Your mother called down to you from upstairs.
You were just waking up and scrambling to your feet, throwing on some of your tiny clothes before hopping down the stairs.
There, your towering mother stood by the sink doing the dishes, finishing up the last one before turning back towards the stairs. "Come on Hunter, we don't have all day!" She yelled again, clearly becoming a bit annoyed.
Before you could yell back, you watched your mother start stomping towards you with incredible speed! You tried to let out a scream, but her flats squished you down into a tan paste before you could even get a word out.
"Oh shoot, did I step on something?" Your mother whines, lifting her shoe to see you. "O-oh my god! Sammy, are you okay?!"
You could barely say a word as you focused on reforming, but you were just glad your mother had found you before anything worse could happen. She stared down at you with guilt before finally remembering that you were now in front of her.
"Well since you're here now, I gotta ask you for a favor." She began "I could only afford two tickets down to Florida... they were just so expensive! Sooo... we are going to have and sneak you in somehow."
This type of behavior was typical of your mother. She'd often bring you two to both "watch" the movie, but cheap out and only buy one, stuffing you in her socks, cleavage, or the worst of all... her ginormous ass, sitting on you during the entire movie and practically forgetting you underneath her. You dreaded her next words.
"So I thought I'd let you pick who'd you would like to be with for the plane trip..." She looked down at you with an innocent smile, seeming to be impressed by her own ingenuity. "Me, or Tracy?"
Your mouth finally reformed, giving you a chance to say...
Quinn tilted her head in intrigue. "Well, what happened?"
You shake your head, mustering the courage to finally speak about the horrible trip. "Well, it all started a long while ago..."
———
"Hunter? Hurry down, I need to talk to you about something!" Your mother called down to you from upstairs.
You were just waking up and scrambling to your feet, throwing on some of your tiny clothes before hopping down the stairs.
There, your towering mother stood by the sink doing the dishes, finishing up the last one before turning back towards the stairs. "Come on Hunter, we don't have all day!" She yelled again, clearly becoming a bit annoyed.
Before you could yell back, you watched your mother start stomping towards you with incredible speed! You tried to let out a scream, but her flats squished you down into a tan paste before you could even get a word out.
"Oh shoot, did I step on something?" Your mother whines, lifting her shoe to see you. "O-oh my god! Sammy, are you okay?!"
You could barely say a word as you focused on reforming, but you were just glad your mother had found you before anything worse could happen. She stared down at you with guilt before finally remembering that you were now in front of her.
"Well since you're here now, I gotta ask you for a favor." She began "I could only afford two tickets down to Florida... they were just so expensive! Sooo... we are going to have and sneak you in somehow."
This type of behavior was typical of your mother. She'd often bring you two to both "watch" the movie, but cheap out and only buy one, stuffing you in her socks, cleavage, or the worst of all... her ginormous ass, sitting on you during the entire movie and practically forgetting you underneath her. You dreaded her next words.
"So I thought I'd let you pick who'd you would like to be with for the plane trip..." She looked down at you with an innocent smile, seeming to be impressed by her own ingenuity. "Me, or Tracy?"
Your mouth finally reformed, giving you a chance to say...
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April 23, 2025
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