Chapter 1 Page 20 - The Secret of the Sink The One Inch Son chapter 20 by The Reaper

"Noooo! Please, no! I have enough for one day! Please! I won't tell mom about this! Please! I will be good brother!" Mati screamed, his voice cracking as he scrambled against the slick skin of Paula's chest, his tiny hands clutching at her warmth in a desperate attempt to stay out of Werka's waiting maw.

The two sisters froze, their predatory expressions melting into a mixture of shock and guilt as they looked down at the trembling, one-inch man. The suddenness of his terror broke the spell of their game, leaving them to stare at the way his small, rounded belly heaved with every frantic breath.

"Werka... I think Mati is right," Paula whispered, her voice trembling slightly as she looked at her sister. "Look at him. He is shivering and trembling. We went too far."

Werka’s eyes welled with tears, her mouth snapping shut as she recoiled. "Oh Mati... I'm so sorry. I failed you, aren't I? I'm the worst sister ever!" She began to sob, the sound booming like thunder in the small bathroom.

Mati let out a long, shaky sigh, feeling the tension drain from his limbs as he looked up at the two towering women. "Hey... it's okay sisters. Don't cry. I'm alive, see? Now, let's go to the kitchen and let's pretend that nothing happened here, okay? Can you do that for me? For your lovely brother?"

Paula and Werka nodded in unison, their expressions shifting from guilt to a lingering, hungry affection. Paula didn't let go of him, instead shifting her grip to press his face back into the softness of her breast, allowing him to suckle the damp heat of her skin as a silent apology.

"You're so sweet to forgive us, Mati," Paula murmured, her voice dropping back into that sultry, low thrum. She used her thumb to push him deeper into her cleavage, the friction of her skin rubbing against his chest and belly.

Werka leaned in, her breath hot against Mati's ear as she reached out to knead the soft fat of his stomach with her fingertips. "Since you're being so brave, maybe we can give you a real treat before we head to the kitchen."

Paula groaned softly, shifting her weight to expose her nipples fully to the air. "I think he deserves to taste everything," she whispered, guiding Mati's mouth to the swollen, sensitive peak of her breast and squeezing him tight against her warmth.

Mati groaned in submission, his small body vibrating against the colossal walls of flesh as the sisters began to play with him in earnest, their laughter echoing through the bathroom as they prepared to carry their tiny, cherished prize toward the smell of the feast.