You're falling, but while skydiving, you can point yourself in different directions. Right now, you're dust sized compared to your mom, so you aim yourself toward Paris and she doesn't even see you coming. At your micro size, you almost float right into Paris's cleavage and THEN she stops shouting up at her mom.
"You scared me to death!" Paris hugs you between her boobs. You wrestle yourself around still covered in tar like lip gloss and look at Gloria's massive mammaries pointing at you.
"Heyyy, don't stare at my mom's tits... What about mine?" Paris squeezes you between her c-cups. You...
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