Let’s watch a movie Shrunk in an Amusement Park chapter 32 by Louka31

Shannon walked into her house and sat on the couch, you standing in her open palm. She had a loose t-shirt and tight black leggings, and looked very attractive and relaxed.

“Hey Mike. Thanks for coming to stay with me. A week alone with no work or company actually sounded miserable… so I was excited you said yes!”

“No problem, I kind of need a change of scenery, and the last time I saw you I didn’t really get to know you, so I thought it would be fun.”

Shannon blushed.

“Yeah I think last time we were all a little overwhelmed… so I thought maybe we could watch a movie, just to relax? I popped some popcorn, and I even found this little silicon thimble to pour your soda in! And, I figured this was fitting, I rented Attack of the Fifty Foot Woman so we could stream it!”

Shannon had tried really hard, and it honestly sounded fun. And you’d never seen the fifty foot woman or whatever it was, but you had to admit it was a pretty funny selection.

Shannon clicked off the lamp so the room was dark and started the movie. She propped herself up on the arm of the couch, her legs spread out across the middle cushion. She sat your tiny naked self on the arm of the couch and broke you off a little piece of popcorn, which of course to you was huge.

This was far and away the most relaxed you’d been in two weeks. Shannon sat her giant hand down on the arm of the couch, and you slid back between her thumb and index finger and leaned back on her hand. You looked up at her and she smiled at you before slipping a cigarette into her mouth. She lit it, and as she took a drag she gave you a look that clearly asked for approval. You shook your head yes and looked back at the movie just before being coated by a large cloud of smoke.

After the movie was over Shannon laid her head down on her arm that was resting on the arm of the couch.

“So what did you think?” she asked. You stood up and climbed over her thumb, close to her face. You admired her curly hair, how it flowed around her face, and her dark green eyes. She was easily 30 years older than you, and you knew this interaction would’ve never happened at your normal height.

“Clearly I have a thing for giant women, so it was a hit for me,” you laughed. Shannon smiled and rolled her eyes, and you made your way closer to her giant lips. You ran your hand along the curves, her warm breath flowing out over you.

“You lips are soft,” you said. “And your breath is warm.”

“And probably a bit smoky,” she said softly.

“I like it,” you said, and you leaned it and kissed her giant lip.