This choice: Jack evades the girls for the five minutes, winning the night's dessert • Go Back...Chapter #6Jack evades the girls for the five minutes, win... by: Tisch   Because of his small stature, Jack was able to make quick work of his sisters and maneuvered all around the house without them getting him. Once the five minutes were up and the timer in the living room went off, the girls marched into the living room sighing in defeat and Jack strolled alongside them before turning on the shrink ray to grow back to normal. Unfortunately, the shrink ray malfunctioned and Jack only returned to about two feet tall.
"Well, serves you right for not giving us a chance," Izzy pouted as she noticed the problem. Jack just laughed. "It's not that big of a deal, I don't mind sacrificing a few feet for taking your guys' desserts". The girls rolled their eyes and plopped down on the couch to watch TV. Jack did the same, propping himself up alongside Izzy.
About ten minutes later, Carey came stumbling into the living room, in nothing more than a tank top and panties, accentuating her prominent features. "O-oh, you guys are h-home" Carey hiccuped. Unbeknownst to the kids, instead of going to take a nap, she had grabbed a few drinks and watched TV in her own room. Unfortuantely, Carey had a bit too much to drink and was a bit tipsy.
"Mom!" Izzy shouted. "W-what, honey?" Carey drunkenly replied. Instead of responding, though, Izzy grabbed Lucy's hand and they went to their rooms, leaving Jack alone with his mom. "Why hello there handsome man. Why are you so short and why haven't we met before?" Carey seductively asked. "Mom, it's me! Jack!" Jack replied. Carey grinned and giggled. "No, that can't be. My son is much taller than that. *Hic* Y-you must be here to be with me". Jack stared blankly at her, frozen in confusion. "Th-that's good, though. I could really use someone like you right about n-now. Izzy! I-I need your help with something!" Carey called out.
Begrudgingly, Izzy showed back up and asked what the matter was. "I-I was hoping you would be able to introduce our handsome stranger here to my backside. I c-can't do it myself" Carey said as she turned around, revealing her plump and panty-clad ass. Izzy looked at Jack who was still dumbfounded and she wickedly smiled. "Oh, sure. I'd be glad to, Mom". Jack glanced at his sister as she approached him. "Izzy, wait, stop. This isn't right! I'll give you your dessert back, don't go along with this!". Izzy merely laughed and grabbed her shorter brother. "It's okay, you can keep it. I think the image of your head up Mom's ass would be WAY better". Jack struggled as his sister dragged him over to their drunk mother who was staggering over a little bit.
"O-oh wait a minute. I'm going to *hic* get a glass of water real quick, I'll be back in a moment" Carey explained. For a few moments, Jack and Izzy wrestled as Jack tried to get away from the impending disaster, and did so successfully, then running away from her and into the kitchen. Unfortunately for him, though, being the perfect height and not watching where he was going, Jack plowed right into his own mother's butt, inadvertently sending his face into her crack, releasing an audible moan from Carey. "Ooh, little man, I can see you want to g-get this going right away" Carey cooed. Jack pulled himself out of his mother's crack and looked up at her, as she was tipsily grinning at him. "L-let's get this show on the road, then, I don't want to keep you waiting any longer, handsome".
When the two get back to the living room, does all go according to Carey's plan or does something else happen?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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