In a pitcher of lemonade.
The Women Are Shrinking!
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
marcinballa
Lauren screamed as she went soaring through the air. She could tell that her tiny body was well over the threshold of her neighbor's yard, and knew that she was about to land soon. The yard belonged to Margaret. She was not a huge fan of her neighbor, in fact, not many people in her family were. Margaret lived with her son, who was a high school student. She was an extremely uptight and over protective woman, who Lauren thought kept far too close of an eye on her nerdy son.
Of course, none of that mattered right now. Lauren was plummeting towards the ground and closed her eyes. She expected her body to implode on impact with either the dirt or the brick patio. Much to her surprise, her body fell into a sea of sour, yellow liquid. It was freezing cold and she gasped as she re-surfaced. "What the fuck?!" Lauren screamed treading water. It burned her eyes, but when she coughed and gagged on it, it was all too familiar of a taste. Lauren had landed in a pitcher of lemonade.
"Are you kidding me!" the ant sized young woman screamed.
Margret walked out into her backyard in a blue bikini. The middle aged woman was a divorcee and was usually quite bitter with the world. She had a peculiar relationship with her seventeen year old son, Ethan. Ethan was a nerd at his high school, and barely had any friends. Margaret loved this, as it meant he spent all of his time at home and she had control over his life. He didn't have a girlfriend, and that was just the way she liked it. Margaret wanted to be the only woman in her son's life, and was always coming up with strange power plays for him.
"Hey Greg, can you come out here," she called out, sitting in the chair in her bikini. On command, Greg walked outside, eyes widened when he saw his mom.
"I want you to rub sunscreen on my legs," she said. Greg was visually uncomfortable with this, but Margaret just smiled as he proceeded to do so.
After a few minutes of this, she grabbed the pitcher of lemonade. "Let's have a drink," she giggled.
Inside the pitcher, Lauren was shouting, but it was useless. Lauren was poured into the glass of...
*Margaret* https://www.deviantart.com/giantessmomlo...
Of course, none of that mattered right now. Lauren was plummeting towards the ground and closed her eyes. She expected her body to implode on impact with either the dirt or the brick patio. Much to her surprise, her body fell into a sea of sour, yellow liquid. It was freezing cold and she gasped as she re-surfaced. "What the fuck?!" Lauren screamed treading water. It burned her eyes, but when she coughed and gagged on it, it was all too familiar of a taste. Lauren had landed in a pitcher of lemonade.
"Are you kidding me!" the ant sized young woman screamed.
Margret walked out into her backyard in a blue bikini. The middle aged woman was a divorcee and was usually quite bitter with the world. She had a peculiar relationship with her seventeen year old son, Ethan. Ethan was a nerd at his high school, and barely had any friends. Margaret loved this, as it meant he spent all of his time at home and she had control over his life. He didn't have a girlfriend, and that was just the way she liked it. Margaret wanted to be the only woman in her son's life, and was always coming up with strange power plays for him.
"Hey Greg, can you come out here," she called out, sitting in the chair in her bikini. On command, Greg walked outside, eyes widened when he saw his mom.
"I want you to rub sunscreen on my legs," she said. Greg was visually uncomfortable with this, but Margaret just smiled as he proceeded to do so.
After a few minutes of this, she grabbed the pitcher of lemonade. "Let's have a drink," she giggled.
Inside the pitcher, Lauren was shouting, but it was useless. Lauren was poured into the glass of...
*Margaret* https://www.deviantart.com/giantessmomlo...
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