Shrunken 11 Year Old That Looks Like He's Twenty
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 40
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Atsushi Miyagawa was having the time of his life and it was all thanks to drugs. Maybe that wasn’t he best way to think about the situation the 11-year-old boy was in, but he was happy he took special anti-growing pills. An older boy at school had given them to him, telling him it would help him shave some unwanted inches off his height. Being over six feet tall at his age was a constant pain, everyone gave him weird looks when he played with his friend or he was mistaken as someone’s father. He hated it, so he took the pills hoping to at least lose enough height to pass as a teen. However, he had gotten much more of a reaction then he ever expected.
“Atsushi, stop running around the table,” his older sister Atsumi said as she tried to get her now really little brother to stop goofing around. While Atsushi could pass for an adult, his high school sister looked closer to his age. The young looking girl sighed as she cleaned some dishes off the table, she had always wanted to be taller then her brother, but not like this. The pills he took at school had reduced him to only four inches tall. As soon as he shrunk he was rushed to the hospital, but no one could figure out how to restore his height. Their parents had freaked out and booked a flight to America, where the pills were manufactured, to talk to the company. Dealing with her miniature brother was hard, he had a tendency to run around and put himself into danger, but luckily she had a little help.
“Can I get you anymore tea, Ms. Moriyama?” Atsumi asked her brother’s teacher as she sat quietly at one end of the table. “No thank you,” Ms. Moriyama quietly said as she watched the miniature boy play with a form as big as he was. Ms. Moriyama was Atsumi’s fifth grade teacher and often the one responsible for getting him out of trouble. She was a shy woman that got nervous around men and was very uncomfortable with her body, especially the big double D breasts she had bouncing around. She considered herself a responsible teacher, which made her feel incredibly guilty about what had happened to Atsushi. He had taken the pills in her class, without her even knowing, she should have caught him. He was still just a child, a child that resembled an adult but still a child. A child with a gorgeous face, strong, firm muscles, a lean, sexy body….
“Hey! Look what I can do Ms. Moriyama! Look!” Laughing happily, Atsushi did a handstand on her plate, using the sticky remains of her meal to keep his hands firmly planted on the ground. The teacher smiled at him, mentally scolding herself for her thoughts. She was a teacher, such things were highly, highly inappropriate for her to be thinking about. Atsushi had always made her feel uncomfortable because his body stirred up things inside her that she didn’t want to surface. She couldn’t be a pervert, lusting over her naïve, sweet students, she had to be a teacher of the highest moral fibre.
“Oops.” Losing his balance, Atsushi tumbled forwards, rolling along the table and flinging off the edge. He was saved from a very unfortunate fall by landing right into his teacher’s exposed cleavage. Ms. Moriyama went ridged when she felt the shrunken boy touch her breasts and then quickly go completely red in the face as Atsushi sank between the heavy breasts and started wiggling around. She reacted accordingly.
“YEEEEEEE!” Squealing like a frightened school girl, Ms. Moriyama reached between her breasts and plucked out a very giddy shrunken boy. He stared at his teacher’s heavily blushing face as she breathed heavily, her heart hammering from having one of her students literally dive into her breasts. Atsushi was clueless of his teacher’s distress and just kept on grinning. Lifting his hands up as his teacher clutched his body in his hand, he loudly cheered. “That was so much fun! It was like I landed between two big, fluffy marshmallows! Lets do it again!”
“No Atsushi! You are most certainly not doing that again ever!” His sister quickly interjected after seeing everything. She carefully took her brother from the teacher’s numb hands as she continued to blush and breath heavily. As soon as she saw he was out of her hand, she dashed upstairs to the guest bedroom prepared for her, leaving behind a very confused shrunken boy and very tired short teen.
“Why’d she run away? Did I do something wrong?” Atsushi innocently asked and his sister just smiled down apologetically at him. She didn’t want to go into an explanation about women’s bodies and what was appropriate and what wasn’t, that would have to come another night. She still needed to clean up and get a bed ready for Atsushi. She was the only one in this house big and mature enough to keep things tidy. Sometimes being the big sister really sucked.
“Ms. Moriyama! Are you up?” Atsushi called out from her bedroom door. Atsumi had finished cleaning up and setting up a bed for him in his old room hours ago, but he hadn’t been able to sleep. Ms. Moriyama was his favourite teacher and she looked so upset at the table when he dived between her boobies. He knew not to touch them, he wasn’t a baby, but it was an accident so he didn’t understand why she ran off. He was worried that his size had drove her away, did he freak her out now that she didn’t have to tilt her head up to look him in the eyes. If that was the case then he had to try and make it right somehow, and he’d start by talking to her.
“I’m coming in, is that okay?” He asked, unaware that his tiny voice couldn’t reach his teacher. Figuring it was okay to come in when no one responded, he got onto his stomach and crawled under the door. It was a tight fit, but he made it in. Brushing some dust of the doll clothes he was wearing, he spotted his teacher right away in bed…..
“Atsushi, stop running around the table,” his older sister Atsumi said as she tried to get her now really little brother to stop goofing around. While Atsushi could pass for an adult, his high school sister looked closer to his age. The young looking girl sighed as she cleaned some dishes off the table, she had always wanted to be taller then her brother, but not like this. The pills he took at school had reduced him to only four inches tall. As soon as he shrunk he was rushed to the hospital, but no one could figure out how to restore his height. Their parents had freaked out and booked a flight to America, where the pills were manufactured, to talk to the company. Dealing with her miniature brother was hard, he had a tendency to run around and put himself into danger, but luckily she had a little help.
“Can I get you anymore tea, Ms. Moriyama?” Atsumi asked her brother’s teacher as she sat quietly at one end of the table. “No thank you,” Ms. Moriyama quietly said as she watched the miniature boy play with a form as big as he was. Ms. Moriyama was Atsumi’s fifth grade teacher and often the one responsible for getting him out of trouble. She was a shy woman that got nervous around men and was very uncomfortable with her body, especially the big double D breasts she had bouncing around. She considered herself a responsible teacher, which made her feel incredibly guilty about what had happened to Atsushi. He had taken the pills in her class, without her even knowing, she should have caught him. He was still just a child, a child that resembled an adult but still a child. A child with a gorgeous face, strong, firm muscles, a lean, sexy body….
“Hey! Look what I can do Ms. Moriyama! Look!” Laughing happily, Atsushi did a handstand on her plate, using the sticky remains of her meal to keep his hands firmly planted on the ground. The teacher smiled at him, mentally scolding herself for her thoughts. She was a teacher, such things were highly, highly inappropriate for her to be thinking about. Atsushi had always made her feel uncomfortable because his body stirred up things inside her that she didn’t want to surface. She couldn’t be a pervert, lusting over her naïve, sweet students, she had to be a teacher of the highest moral fibre.
“Oops.” Losing his balance, Atsushi tumbled forwards, rolling along the table and flinging off the edge. He was saved from a very unfortunate fall by landing right into his teacher’s exposed cleavage. Ms. Moriyama went ridged when she felt the shrunken boy touch her breasts and then quickly go completely red in the face as Atsushi sank between the heavy breasts and started wiggling around. She reacted accordingly.
“YEEEEEEE!” Squealing like a frightened school girl, Ms. Moriyama reached between her breasts and plucked out a very giddy shrunken boy. He stared at his teacher’s heavily blushing face as she breathed heavily, her heart hammering from having one of her students literally dive into her breasts. Atsushi was clueless of his teacher’s distress and just kept on grinning. Lifting his hands up as his teacher clutched his body in his hand, he loudly cheered. “That was so much fun! It was like I landed between two big, fluffy marshmallows! Lets do it again!”
“No Atsushi! You are most certainly not doing that again ever!” His sister quickly interjected after seeing everything. She carefully took her brother from the teacher’s numb hands as she continued to blush and breath heavily. As soon as she saw he was out of her hand, she dashed upstairs to the guest bedroom prepared for her, leaving behind a very confused shrunken boy and very tired short teen.
“Why’d she run away? Did I do something wrong?” Atsushi innocently asked and his sister just smiled down apologetically at him. She didn’t want to go into an explanation about women’s bodies and what was appropriate and what wasn’t, that would have to come another night. She still needed to clean up and get a bed ready for Atsushi. She was the only one in this house big and mature enough to keep things tidy. Sometimes being the big sister really sucked.
“Ms. Moriyama! Are you up?” Atsushi called out from her bedroom door. Atsumi had finished cleaning up and setting up a bed for him in his old room hours ago, but he hadn’t been able to sleep. Ms. Moriyama was his favourite teacher and she looked so upset at the table when he dived between her boobies. He knew not to touch them, he wasn’t a baby, but it was an accident so he didn’t understand why she ran off. He was worried that his size had drove her away, did he freak her out now that she didn’t have to tilt her head up to look him in the eyes. If that was the case then he had to try and make it right somehow, and he’d start by talking to her.
“I’m coming in, is that okay?” He asked, unaware that his tiny voice couldn’t reach his teacher. Figuring it was okay to come in when no one responded, he got onto his stomach and crawled under the door. It was a tight fit, but he made it in. Brushing some dust of the doll clothes he was wearing, he spotted his teacher right away in bed…..
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