Move forward to visit home Shrunk in an Amusement Park chapter 13 by Louka31

Smoke poured from Janelle’s nose and over your little body as she gave you multiple quick kisses.

“I’ll miss you, you know,” she said.

“I know,” you replied.

Janelle rolled her eyes and giggled.

“One more time.”

She took another drag off of her cigarette, and as she blew her warm smoke over your body she showered you with kisses.

“Love you,” she said, dropping you into Denise’s awaiting hand.

“Love you too.”

***

You spent the car ride with Denise stuffed in her cleavage and showered in her smoke. She had called your mom last night and spoke to her about everything that has happened, apparently, but you didn’t hear the conversation.

***

The door to your house opened, and your mom answered with a worried look on her face. Her eyes met your diminutive form in Denise’s hand and you thought she was going to cry.

“Oh my gosh, Mike…”

“Let’s stick him somewhere safe and chat,” Denise said. The women made their way to the kitchen and sat you on the kitchen table before heading into the living room. You looked around the gigantic room and laughed. A few days ago you sat at this very table, fully clothed, enjoying breakfast. Now you stood upon it, naked and an inch tall.

“Hey small fry,” you heard a voice behind you say. You turned to see your oldest sister Shelby. She was 25, in her last year of law school. Short and cute, with glasses you imagined an 80 year old woman would wear. She sat at the able in front of you.

“So this is the wildest shit ever… you okay?”

“Oddly, yeah. I can’t explain it, but I’ve never been happier.”

Shelby smiled. She removed a cigarette from her pack, and tossed the pack onto the table. Newports. The same brand Janelle smoked. She lit one up snd exhaled towards the ceiling, but you had an odd sensation where you wished she’d exhaled on you.

“Heard you have a girlfriend,” Shelby said slyly.

“Uh, yeah. I do,” you replied. “You lighting up made me think of her, she smokes Newports too.”

Shelby looked at you puzzled.

“But you’ve always complained about me and mom and Leslie smoking. Said you hated it, turd.”

“Haha,” you laughed nervously. “Turns out I don’t hate it so much.”

“Oh?” Shelby replied, curious.

Your conversation was interrupted by your mom and Leslie coming into the room. They both sat at the table.

“So this is crazy,” your mom said.

“That’s what is said!” Shelby replied, you both laughing.

“I’ve spoken with Denise. She said you and Janelle are happy, but promised to bring you home to visit every other weekend.”

Shelby handed your mom her cigarettes.

“Mike doesn’t like smoking, Shelby,” your mom said as she watched Shelby exhale into the air.

“Nope, not true. Continue with what you were gonna tell me,” Shelby prodded.

“Janelle smokes…” you said.

“I don’t think that was everything,” Shelby said coyly.

“And… she… really likes blowing smoke on me.”

Your mom and Leslie both stumbled awkwardly to light up. Your mom easily plucked you up off of the table and took a long drag off of her cigarette, and gently covered you in smoke.

“I want your weekend at home to be fun, especially as we all adjust to your size. So I don’t mind, and I’m sure the girls don’t either, to blow smoke on you.”

You couldn’t believe you enjoyed being in your mom’s smoke, and you definitely couldn’t believe what you said next.

“That’d be great!”