“Pleasure yourselves for my entertainment!”
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 23
by
copier
· original author:
tpdbeech
“You will pleasure yourselves for my entertainment!” Steve’s voice booms down to the stunned and shaken tines on the coffee table. They look at each other in disbelief, their faces growing in disgust and fear...
“Did... did he just say we have to ‘pleasure’ ourselves?!” Lisa screams while grasping her mouth. Debbie moves closer and holds her close. Reassuringly patting her shoulder and stroking her hair.
“It... seems that we have to. We’re completely at your father’s mercy. I’m so sorry. I, I didn’t think your father would want some twisted payback for what happened to him!”
From above Steve slams his hand down impatiently. It rumbles the table separating the terrified specks as they tumble to the surface.
“I did not demand you talk! I want you to fuck! Get on with it, start with stripping for me. If you do a good job I’ll consider growing you.” Steve sits himself down on the couch and drags the table closer to him. His crotch hangs over the horizon as he unbuttons his pants and unfurls his cock from his underwear.
It rises to attention towering above Lisa and Debbie, it casts a pitch black shadow over them. Debbie gulps as she gazes forward as Steve grips his cock and begins pumping slowly. Steve leans over his face casts a mean scowl; “Get on with it! You’ve still got your clothe on! This is not an acceptable tribute to your God!”
Steve slams his hands onto the table yet again rocking the tinies into submission. They tremble and whimper as they approach each other and slowly undress themselves. Their rugged, ripped shirts cascade off their bodies easily. Steve lets out a pleased moan as he leans back slightly and continues pumping.
Lisa and Debbie are terrified and have stripped to their underwear for the giant. “Is... Is he wanting us to be naked?” Lisa stutters as she holds her hands to her chest. Debbie lays a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
“It might be best thing we can do... If we please him with whatever this ‘fantasy’ is... He might let us go.” Debbie nearly chokes on her last sentence as Lisa nods in agreement, her face is teary-eyed. Debbie slips her hand under Lisa’s bra strap and gently unhooks it. The ragged state of the strap causes it to crumble at her finger tips. The same goes for her other side.
Lisa lets out a saddened sigh as she frees her hands, dropping her bra cups and freeing her perky breasts. Her nipples hard from the evening chill.
Debbie does the same in a swift motion. Her breasts sway from her haste.
They embrace in a hug before Debbie slips her hand in Lisa’s panties. Lisa gasps in shock and shameful arousal. She blushes as Debbie grips the panties and pulls them down smoothly. Exposing a somewhat trimmed bush.
“Now you do mine sweetie. It’ll make you more comfortable.” Debbie speaks in a shockingly normal tone, commanding the terrible situation they’re in. Lisa accepts and places her fingers in Debbie’s cotton panties. Debbie quivers as she feels her daughter’s soft fingertips. Lisa begins to pull the panties down; Their soft texture make it easy to slip them down Debbie’s legs.
They now stand, face to face, naked. Steve leans forward, his scowl now twisted further as he lowers a sticky hand towards his captives. “About fucking time! I’m almost ready to blow my load. Come here!” In a swift motion, Steve clasps the tinies and encases then in his sticky palm, the precum covers the tinies making their bodies slicker and shinier in the lamp light.
Steve opens his palm, getting a clearer view. “Now that the foreplay is over, let’s get on with what I told you to do! How about you...”
“Did... did he just say we have to ‘pleasure’ ourselves?!” Lisa screams while grasping her mouth. Debbie moves closer and holds her close. Reassuringly patting her shoulder and stroking her hair.
“It... seems that we have to. We’re completely at your father’s mercy. I’m so sorry. I, I didn’t think your father would want some twisted payback for what happened to him!”
From above Steve slams his hand down impatiently. It rumbles the table separating the terrified specks as they tumble to the surface.
“I did not demand you talk! I want you to fuck! Get on with it, start with stripping for me. If you do a good job I’ll consider growing you.” Steve sits himself down on the couch and drags the table closer to him. His crotch hangs over the horizon as he unbuttons his pants and unfurls his cock from his underwear.
It rises to attention towering above Lisa and Debbie, it casts a pitch black shadow over them. Debbie gulps as she gazes forward as Steve grips his cock and begins pumping slowly. Steve leans over his face casts a mean scowl; “Get on with it! You’ve still got your clothe on! This is not an acceptable tribute to your God!”
Steve slams his hands onto the table yet again rocking the tinies into submission. They tremble and whimper as they approach each other and slowly undress themselves. Their rugged, ripped shirts cascade off their bodies easily. Steve lets out a pleased moan as he leans back slightly and continues pumping.
Lisa and Debbie are terrified and have stripped to their underwear for the giant. “Is... Is he wanting us to be naked?” Lisa stutters as she holds her hands to her chest. Debbie lays a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
“It might be best thing we can do... If we please him with whatever this ‘fantasy’ is... He might let us go.” Debbie nearly chokes on her last sentence as Lisa nods in agreement, her face is teary-eyed. Debbie slips her hand under Lisa’s bra strap and gently unhooks it. The ragged state of the strap causes it to crumble at her finger tips. The same goes for her other side.
Lisa lets out a saddened sigh as she frees her hands, dropping her bra cups and freeing her perky breasts. Her nipples hard from the evening chill.
Debbie does the same in a swift motion. Her breasts sway from her haste.
They embrace in a hug before Debbie slips her hand in Lisa’s panties. Lisa gasps in shock and shameful arousal. She blushes as Debbie grips the panties and pulls them down smoothly. Exposing a somewhat trimmed bush.
“Now you do mine sweetie. It’ll make you more comfortable.” Debbie speaks in a shockingly normal tone, commanding the terrible situation they’re in. Lisa accepts and places her fingers in Debbie’s cotton panties. Debbie quivers as she feels her daughter’s soft fingertips. Lisa begins to pull the panties down; Their soft texture make it easy to slip them down Debbie’s legs.
They now stand, face to face, naked. Steve leans forward, his scowl now twisted further as he lowers a sticky hand towards his captives. “About fucking time! I’m almost ready to blow my load. Come here!” In a swift motion, Steve clasps the tinies and encases then in his sticky palm, the precum covers the tinies making their bodies slicker and shinier in the lamp light.
Steve opens his palm, getting a clearer view. “Now that the foreplay is over, let’s get on with what I told you to do! How about you...”
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