Pillow fight
Shrinking in excitement
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
tier-fett
Linda reached over and grabbed the pick cushon and placed it behind her. A few more shifts she finally came to rest, reclinging agains the arm-rest and the back with one foot on the edge of the table and the other dangling in mid air. She picked up the remote and began channel switching again. Her bare back pressed firmly into the couch as it formed around her shoulders and along her spine.
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Jack stayed perfectly still. He had clung against the pink pillow hoping his mom didn't notice him. Her glaces were ont he bridge of her nose but she wasn't using them...He didn't know why but she didn't like them as much as her contact leneses. He waited...<My luck can't be this bad> he thought. He had been hodling his breath unaware and let it out deflating his chest and sending a painful reminder of what had just happened to him in the bathroom...it brought the word abuse to a whole new level...but his luck hadn't changed.
With suden movment Linda had reached out her forearm, her hand big enough to encompas Jack's whole head and grabbed the pillow from beneath him...Jack gripped on for dear life...he could only emagin fallling away as the pillow was pulled form under him...at 12" there was no way him mom wasn't goign to notice...it was amazing she hadn't noticed already...But Jack would have though differently if he had pictured what was going to happen...
The pillow went up and he held on as he was flipped over and scrapped along the back of the couch...then he was plopped down trapped in the corner between arm and back... but it was then closed off by the pillow...It was tight but tollerable till the pillow caved in filling more of the space and pressing Jack into the crevis...He didn't fear being pushed into the pliable walls of the couch but as more and more space was quickly filled and soon she was being compress till there was no way he could move a level of panic was setting in.
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Linda got comfortable and found the Syfy channel. One of her guilty pleassures was sciencfiction...particulary the stories where stange things happend in everyday life. The space battle ones just never did it for her.
It was a black and white film that was showing...a guy dressed in some sort of rag was running around then a giant spider was right after him...she remembered this. "The Incredible Shrinking Man". It had been years. That had been a groosom movie. She started thinking of that Land of the Giants show too. She leanded back and watched. The AC was on and the fan on the cealing was pathing her bare shoulders and stomach with a cool breez. It was realy nice.
She was watching the part where the basment flooded and the main character was so close to his wife but she did not see him when Linda noticed there was a lump in her back. She scooted up a bit and then pressed back down trying to situate herself again. It worked for a few moments but soon she felt the lump in her back again.
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Jack was having trouble breathing. His already brused chest was bieng pushed in. Thank goodness for the pads or he would be in realy pain but beign smothered wasn't that much better. His shoulders coldn't give like other parts of him. It wasn't long before his muscles were screaming for movement. His head was being pressed down and his neck couldn't bend back anymore. Blood was rushing in his head and ears. He coudl feel his heart pounding in his chest.
The space was getting tighter. And air was getting harder and harder to come buy. He soon was pressing against all sides but they wouldn't give and he couldn't give anyfurther...the space was getting smaller and smaller and he couldn't do anything.
Then the pressure was off and he could move but the pillow was still blocking his path. Maybe his mom had gone away. Moving his arms up to push the pillow away he pressed his hands against the pink cloth but before he could do anything the wall of fluff pushed against him and plowed him into the other side. Now he was in a pushing match...he thought he'd won several times only to be slambed back down. It was with his final effort that he realized he was unshrinking. He could see over the arm rest, and at the top of the pillow was the back of his mom's head. He couls see it...The pressue stopped and Linda's head moved away...
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Jack stayed perfectly still. He had clung against the pink pillow hoping his mom didn't notice him. Her glaces were ont he bridge of her nose but she wasn't using them...He didn't know why but she didn't like them as much as her contact leneses. He waited...<My luck can't be this bad> he thought. He had been hodling his breath unaware and let it out deflating his chest and sending a painful reminder of what had just happened to him in the bathroom...it brought the word abuse to a whole new level...but his luck hadn't changed.
With suden movment Linda had reached out her forearm, her hand big enough to encompas Jack's whole head and grabbed the pillow from beneath him...Jack gripped on for dear life...he could only emagin fallling away as the pillow was pulled form under him...at 12" there was no way him mom wasn't goign to notice...it was amazing she hadn't noticed already...But Jack would have though differently if he had pictured what was going to happen...
The pillow went up and he held on as he was flipped over and scrapped along the back of the couch...then he was plopped down trapped in the corner between arm and back... but it was then closed off by the pillow...It was tight but tollerable till the pillow caved in filling more of the space and pressing Jack into the crevis...He didn't fear being pushed into the pliable walls of the couch but as more and more space was quickly filled and soon she was being compress till there was no way he could move a level of panic was setting in.
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Linda got comfortable and found the Syfy channel. One of her guilty pleassures was sciencfiction...particulary the stories where stange things happend in everyday life. The space battle ones just never did it for her.
It was a black and white film that was showing...a guy dressed in some sort of rag was running around then a giant spider was right after him...she remembered this. "The Incredible Shrinking Man". It had been years. That had been a groosom movie. She started thinking of that Land of the Giants show too. She leanded back and watched. The AC was on and the fan on the cealing was pathing her bare shoulders and stomach with a cool breez. It was realy nice.
She was watching the part where the basment flooded and the main character was so close to his wife but she did not see him when Linda noticed there was a lump in her back. She scooted up a bit and then pressed back down trying to situate herself again. It worked for a few moments but soon she felt the lump in her back again.
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Jack was having trouble breathing. His already brused chest was bieng pushed in. Thank goodness for the pads or he would be in realy pain but beign smothered wasn't that much better. His shoulders coldn't give like other parts of him. It wasn't long before his muscles were screaming for movement. His head was being pressed down and his neck couldn't bend back anymore. Blood was rushing in his head and ears. He coudl feel his heart pounding in his chest.
The space was getting tighter. And air was getting harder and harder to come buy. He soon was pressing against all sides but they wouldn't give and he couldn't give anyfurther...the space was getting smaller and smaller and he couldn't do anything.
Then the pressure was off and he could move but the pillow was still blocking his path. Maybe his mom had gone away. Moving his arms up to push the pillow away he pressed his hands against the pink cloth but before he could do anything the wall of fluff pushed against him and plowed him into the other side. Now he was in a pushing match...he thought he'd won several times only to be slambed back down. It was with his final effort that he realized he was unshrinking. He could see over the arm rest, and at the top of the pillow was the back of his mom's head. He couls see it...The pressue stopped and Linda's head moved away...
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