“Goddammit Amanda, let me out! This is friggin humiliating!” Ryan was not coping well in the moderately cramped confines of his sister’s pocket. While the material was admittedly soft and actually felt sort of nice against his nude body, he simply could not get past the fact that his little sister was able to simply tuck him away like any of her belongings. However, despite his protestations, it seemed as though Amanda had no intention of removing him from her pocket.
“Goddammit.” Ryan muttered to himself, reaching up to grab ahold of the rim of her pocket. He began to try to hoist himself higher and peel his head out into the open, however the giantess’ constant movement made it difficult to maintain his grip and downright impossible to find a position to place his feet. Meanwhile Amanda proceeded down the hallway of her floor towards the pair of elevators that would take her down to the ground floor.
“Hmmmm hmmm hmm hmmm hhmmmm hhmmmmmmm.” Amanda cheerily hummed to the tune of Walking on Sunshine as she gracefully strode into the elevator, completely unaware of her tiny brother’s struggles in her pocket. The mountainous college student pressed the button for the lobby and waited patiently to be carried down to her destination.
“Quit squirming dude.” Amanda said, somewhat authoritatively as she stood still and finally felt Ryan’s frantic movement. The giant woman flexed her thigh muscles a couple of times, gently shaking the tiny man in her pocket and knocking him back into the bottom of the soft cotton hammock. She chuckled a bit to herself as she felt the meager weight of his miniature body slump back into place. This whole thing was still so surreal to her. Her big brother, the man she looked up to and respected more than any other since the passing of their father, was now small enough to fit inside of her pocket. What a wild world she was living in. Her long slender fingers began to trace around the small lump, gently massaging Ryan’s tiny body through the soft material of her jogger sweatpants.
Ding
The elevator let out a soft chime as it lurched into place. Amanda had to wait another three or four seconds for the slow moving doors to realize that they had arrived and finally let her out into the lobby, but eventually she was able to resume her jou. She walked down another short corridor, coming upon a pair of glass double doors that led into a larger, wide open room. Amanda lifted her keychain up to a small scanner by the door, unlocking the doorway and allowing her to proceed into the lobby. Immediately she took a sharp left turn and began heading for the mailroom. Amanda passed her key fob against the reader by the door, eliciting a loud THUNK from the latch. Immediately upon entering the small, cramped mailroom, Amanda noticed a few boxes that were all bundled together with shrink wrap, creating a large, bulky package that was just awkward enough to be incredibly inconvenient to carry.
“Jesus, what the hell did we get that was so big?” Amanda asked herself quietly, trying to recall the list of things that she had purchased, when suddenly she heard a loud bang near the front door.
Bang… Knock knock knock
“Oh, Hailey!” Amanda’s face lit up as she recognized one of the other tenants from her building currently struggling to open the door with two large bags of groceries in her arms. Despite several signs posted around the lobby attempting to discourage anyone from opening the doors to let someone in, Amanda rushed over to lend a hand to the struggling woman. “Heyyy, how are you!”
“Oh my god, thank you so much.” Hailey said, sliding in past Amanda as she held open the door. As she pushed into the lobby, Hailey lightly brushed up against Amanda, their hips gently bumping into each other while smushing Ryan between them.
“Owwwww! What the hell?!” Ryan shouted from the depths of his sister’s pocket after getting painfully pressed between the two giants. He could hear her talking to someone, though he couldn’t make out much about the stranger’s voice. Irritated by being forgotten about, Ryan began to clamber his way back out of the pocket, finally cresting his head above the folded curve and allowing him a chance to see the immense lobby of Amanda’s apartment building.
“Yeah, don’t mention it.” Amanda said, gesturing towards the multiple bags of groceries that Hailey was contending with. “I’m totally the same way. I’d rather die than take a second trip.” Both ladies began to chuckle as they started to enjoy some idle chit chat for a minute. At this point Ryan finally got a good look at the second giantess beyond the veil of Amanda’s t-shirt and he was stunned by just how stunningly beautiful this young woman was. It was difficult to scale her height now that he was toy sized, but just by comparing her to Amanda, he had to assume she was probably just a bit under six feet tall. Five nine or five ten maybe? Obviously she was mountain sized to him, but similar to Amanda, this new goddess was sporting long, shiny blonde hair and an impressively athletic build.
“Jesus Christ…” Ryan muttered softly from his low vantage point in his sister’s pocket. It made sense when he thought about it. He couldn’t deny that Amanda was objectively attractive and spent a good deal of her time keeping physically fit. It was only natural that she would gravitate towards other pretty women with similar hobbies to be friends with. Still though, he couldn’t help but wonder, was it also creepy for him to be crushing on his little sister’s college friends? Ehhh, whatever. It was probably better than feeling that way about Amanda.
“So what’s all that stuff? Doomsday prep stuff?” Hailey asked, seemingly referencing some sort of inside joke as it elicited a loud laugh from both of the giant ladies. Amanda’s eyes darted down to the large box under her arm. She considered her options for a moment, unsure whether or not she wanted people knowing that her shrunken brother was now living with her. Obviously she wanted to start to acclimate Ryan back into the real world, but was this too big of a step too soon? And how was Ryan going to react to a giant stranger for the first time? The larger of the Miller siblings pondered her situation for a moment, but quickly realized how much of a pause she had allowed to pass and now Hailey was looking at her as if there was something embarrassing in the box.
“Oh… uhhhhh. Well it's actually some stuff to make my apartment more tiny accessible.”
“Ahhhhhhh gotcha. Like little ladders and rooms and stuff?” Hailey asked knowingly. Amanda shrugged her shoulders.
“Ladders, clothes… a bed.” Amanda corrected, once again realizing her mistake too late when she saw Hailey’s sly smile.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh I see… you have a little boyfriend living in your place now?” Hailey said suggestively biting her lip and gently nudging Amanda with her arm. “What’s that like?”
“No no no no, it’s not like that.” Amanda began to immediately backtrack. “It’s… well…” The giantess let out a heavy sigh and began to reach down into her pocket. Ryan was easily knocked back into the bottom of the pocket but Amanda’s powerful fingers quickly scooped him back up and dragged him out into the open. Suddenly the tiny man felt remarkably vulnerable as he was brought face to face with a strange new giantess, whose bright green eyes seemed to be studying his tiny naked form in Amanda’s open palm.
“Ryan, this is my friend Hailey. Hailey, this is Ryan… my brother.”
The giantess stared quietly at him for what felt like an eternity, so long in fact that Ryan began to squirm uncomfortably under the sheer weight of her probing gaze. Suddenly the massive woman’s lips curled up into a warm smile before she gave him a gentle wave. “Hi Ryan, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Hailey said, her warm breath washing over the tiny man, filling his nostrils with the unmistakable scent of mint. The shrunken man stood paralyzed in the open palm of his sister, unable to break his eyes away from Hailey’s as she stared quietly down at him. A sudden jostle from Amanda helped to pull him back to reality eliciting a delayed response from the miniature man.
“I.. erm.. I, uhhh. It’s really nice to meet you too.” Ryan replied, waving awkwardly. The massive woman let out a soft giggle as she watched the tiny man try to adjust his tissue paper toga, struggling against the makeshift garment in an effort to keep it from riding up too high. This adorable little display caused the pretty blonde to giggle cutely as she stood back up to her full height, putting a vast distance between her face and Ryan’s tiny body.
“Awww, what a little gentleman. Don’t worry, I promise not to look.” She cooed with a wink before turning her attention back to the conversation she had been having with her friend. Hailey began to pry into the details of Ryan’s background, innocently enough at first. Although the fact that she was asking her question to Amanda rather than to Ryan himself made it feel a lot less as though she were getting to know him and more like he was a child listening in on a conversation between his mother and his pediatrician. Thankfully, Amanda seemed to pick up on his discomfort a bit and quickly began to shift the conversation off of Ryan’s condition. The pair of collegiate athletes continued to catch up and gossip for another several minutes, leaving Ryan to awkwardly stand and listen in Amanda’s palm until mercifully Hailey broke off the conversation.
“Alright, well I’ll let you go. It was really nice to meet you Ryan. Maybe we can all go out for drinks this week.” Hailey suggested congenially. Ryan smiled and waved up to the massive woman, trying to be sure to project when he finally did respond.
“That sounds great. Maybe next time we meet, I’ll have some pants to wear.” He joked, already starting to feel a bit more comfortable in her welcoming presence. Hailey smirked and shrugged her shoulders.
“I don’t see the fun in that, but whatever floats your boat. Byeee!” And with that the pretty young giantess disappeared out of the lobby into the eastern hallway that led to the first floor suites and studios.
“Hmmmm, she seems nice.” Ryan said honestly, smiling as he watched her disappear around the corner. A loud scoff from Amanda caused him to turn and look up where he found his giantess sister staring down at him with a sly grin.
“Nice huh? Is that what they’re calling it?” She teased.
“What? She seems nice!”
“It’s just me, you don’t need to speak in code. You can just say hot.” Amanda teased. Ryan immediately became defensive and began to stammer awkwardly as he tried to defend himself.
“What? No! I mean… that’s not what… goddammit Amanda.” He sighed. He wasn’t sure when his baby sister had gotten so good at getting under his skin like this, but right now he desperately wished he had the strength to push her around a little bit in retaliation.
“What? You’re telling me you don’t think she’s hot?” Amanda asked incredulously.
“No… I didn’t say that. It’s just that-”
“Exactly… She's gorgeous. I’m glad we agree. You know… she’s single. I could put in a good word for you.” Amanda gave her brother a sly wink, but the tiny man just threw up his arms and shook his head.
“And how exactly would that work Amanda?” He asked, exasperated by his cheerily pushy sister. “I’m three goddamn inches tall.” The giant woman shrugged her shoulders and smiled.
“Vibrator sized.” Amanda replied succinctly, sending Ryan into a stunned paralysis where his brain was forced to hard reset before he could hope to continue the conversation.
“Goddammit Amanda… can we go back to the apartment now?” Ryan asked, having no clue if Amanda could even see how red his face was turning. Great. He thought to himself. Now that’s going to be stuck in my head.
“Yeah, yeah.” Amanda said, reaching down to begin sliding Ryan back into her sweatpants pocket.
“Hey… HEY!” Ryan shouted, causing the giantess to pause for a moment and look down at him. “What’re you doing?” He asked.
“Well… putting you in my pocket.” She said, confused. “I’m gonna need carry this big fuckin thing.”
“Well, I don’t want to ride back in your pocket. It’s demeaning.”
“Oh come on. I need both hands. It’s a matter of convenience.” Amanda pleaded, feeling as if she were negotiating with a toddler.
“Well, I don’t like being stuffed in your pocket like a pack of gum. I’ll just ride somewhere else.” He pleaded, but the giantess simply shook her head.
“I’ve only got front pockets and back pockets. I can put you in my back pocket if that’s better.” She said, turning slightly and lifting the bottom of her shirt a bit so that Ryan could see the small pockets located on the rear of her sweatpants. However, Ryan immediately tried to avert his eyes, not wanting to stare at his sister’s bubbly butt once again.
“No… no that’s… worse.” Ryan muttered. He had honestly experienced enough of Amanda’s butt to last him a lifetime. He pointed up towards a small gap in the wrapping of the box where he figured he could tuck away from prying eyes. Amanda inspected the small hole in the plastic. The larger box on the bottom left a tiny balcony that Ryan could stand behind the veil of plastic wrapping.
“Alright, alright. Fine. Hunker down.” Amanda ordered, gently placing Ryan in the small cloistered hole before she picked up the bulky package and began walking it towards the elevator. As his titanic sister grappled with the building sized cluster of boxes, Ryan had to deal with the periodic jostling that bounced him around back and forth. Peeking out from behind the shrink wrap, Ryan couldn’t see much more than Amanda’s chest with the tall wall of cardboard behind him and her massive torso before him.
The ride back up to their floor was fairly uneventful as Amanda was focused on trying to grapple with the awkwardly packed boxes. Stepping off of the elevator, Amanda proceeded down the hallway, now only a short walk from being back in her home and able to drop this surprisingly heavy bullshit. However, only a few feet from the elevator door, with her view obstructed by a wall of beige cardboard, Amanda failed to notice a slight catch in the carpet. The giantess’ foot snagged on the slight malformation and caused her to lurch forward, spilling the massive stack of boxes onto the floor.
“SHIT!” Amanda screeched, catching herself on one knee, but not before she lost control of the package. For Ryan, the descent towards the floor was an infinitely more harrowing experience. Though this wasn’t the first time he had fallen from a terrifying height after shrinking down, the sheer fact that he couldn’t see really anything around him filled his heart with abject terror as the ground gave way beneath him.
CRASH
“Oh fuck! Ryan… Ryan, are you okay?” The panic in Amanda’s voice was readily apparent as she searched for her tiny brother amongst the now loose boxes of ShrinkTech gear. The giantess began to frantically crouch walk around the pile of loose boxes, afraid of moving them around and accidentally squishing the tiny man.
“Jesus Christ, nice throw Tom Brady.” Ryan said sarcastically, looking up at his massive sister, however, as he emerged from behind one of the large beige obelisks, he was greeted with nothing but the harrowing sight of Amanda’s bubbly cheeks blocking out the sky. “Uhhhh hey, down h-” Just as he began to speak up, the giantess lowered further into her squat. Ryan closed his eyes and threw up his hands, knowing that it would do nothing to stop the descent of his sister’s titanic buttcrack. Thankfully though her butt stopped before crushing him into the remarkably filthy carpet. “Jesus Christ- AMANDA!” He shouted, finally grabbing the giantess’ attention. She quickly sidestepped, removing Ryan from the shadow of her booty as a wave of relief washed over her.
That sensation was short lived however, as a voice calling out from over Amanda’s shoulder seemingly stunned the massive blonde, the color quickly beginning to drain from her face. “Oh my god, Mands… are you okay?” The look in her eyes when she glanced down at Ryan sent a shiver running down his spine.
“SHIT…. Hide!” Amanda ordered under her breath as she scooped up Ryan in her hand and collected the largest of the boxes, keeping Ryan locked in the dark space between her warm palm and the cool wall of cardboard.
“Oh, hey Sarah. Yeah, I’m fine… just a trip is all.” Amanda said with a smile, setting the large box down on the narrow, decorative table that the building kept by the elevator that held a small vase of flowers. She then slyly let Ryan tumble out of her hand on the rear side of the box, keeping him hidden in the shadow between the package and the wall.
“Goddamn, that looked nasty. Here, let me help you out.” Sarah said, approaching the pile of boxes as Amanda struggled to quickly collect them off the floor.
“No, no that’s alright. I’ve got it.” Amanda said, stacking two more boxes on top of the one that was hiding Ryan. However, Sarah, in an attempt to be a good neighbor and friend, stepped forward anyway and picked up the final box. Amanda turned her back hurriedly, her gargantuan butt now blocking off the small gap of visibility that Ryan had into the rest of the hallway. Ryan still had no line of sight on the second giantess and his curiosity was tremendous by this point. However, the very clear response that Amanda had to hearing this other woman’s voice made it crystal clear that this was one of those situations where heeding her instructions was imperative to his safety. And so, hiding once more behind her heavy buttcheeks, Ryan remained perfectly still; like a prey animal in the presence of a hidden predator.
“Ooooh, so who’s the shrinkie?” Both Ryan and Amanda could feel their hearts stop simultaneously as Sarah asked the question. Panic began to flood Ryan’s body as he debated what he should be doing. She must’ve seen him, but Amanda was right here. Should he run? Should he just let Amanda continue to run things? He didn’t know specifically what was so dangerous about this woman, but right now he could feel an aura of menace radiating from her direction and he had no clue what to do.
“Uhhhh, what do you mean?” Amanda asked, not sure how Sarah could’ve seen her tiny brother. Thankfully Sarah simply raised up the box she had retrieved from the floor and pointed the label towards Amanda.
“You got some ShrinkTech boxes. You got a tiny of your own?” She asked nonchalantly. Amanda let out a sigh of relief as she realized that Ryan hadn’t been spotted yet. She took the box from the other woman and casually set it on top of the other boxes, keeping her back to Ryan the whole time.
“Ohhhhhh no, no. I’m going to a… friend’s birthday party on saturday. Her boyfriend is a reduced person so I got them some stuff for the house.” Amanda lied. Meanwhile, Ryan watched as her massive hand began to blindly feel around in the dark, obviously searching for his tiny body. Not wanting to put himself in any unnecessary danger, Ryan stepped forward, allowing Amanda’s fingers to find him and coil around his body. With one swift motion, Amanda tucked Ryan’s body into the back pocket of her sweatpants.
“Ha, the things some people do for their pets…” Sarah said snidely, politely ignoring the fact that Amanda appeared to be picking a wedgie right in front of her. Amanda couldn’t hide her distaste for Sarah’s comment, scowling slightly as she awkwardly stared back at her.
“Well… I mean, they’re still people, ya know. They deserve birthdays and to be cared for.” Amanda argued. Sarah simply shrugged and smirked a sly smile.
“Oh yeah, of course.” Contrary to the words she had said, something about Sarah’s tone made it very clear where she stood on the controversial discussion on the status of shrunken persons. “Oh, hey so how did it go on the ECON test? Did those notes help?” Amanda smiled politely and continued the conversation, doing her best to try to bring it to a close so that she could rescue Ryan from her behind.
“Fuck, goddammit, Amanda you’ve got to stop moving.” Ryan muttered to himself, struggling to remain still in the overly cramped space in his sister’s back pocket. Like all pockets on women’s clothing, this one was far too small to be practical in any way. And that combined with the fact that Amanda’s ample rear end was stretching these pants to their limits made it feel as though Ryan were being held down by a taught canvas tarp. Because of this every tiny little movement that the giantess made only served to drag his tiny body back and forth across the curves of her soft cheek. “Ughhhhhh fuuuucccckkkkkk.” Ryan moaned. Ashamed as he was, he couldn’t help but revel in the sensation of his cock being forcefully rubbed against her remarkably soft buttcheek. He could feel an erection beginning to form, but there was nothing he could do aside from wait and hope that he didn’t burst right here in Amanda’s pocket.
“Well, hey, thanks so much for the help. I really appreciate it. ” Amanda said, casually shifting gears in an attempt to weasel her way out of this conversation. She could feel Ryan beginning to squirm restlessly against her butt. She needed to put a stop to this… now. “I’ve gotta get going though, I’m expecting a facetime from my… brother.” She lied, scrambling to reassemble the stack of boxes.
“You want a hand getting those inside?” Sarah asked, noticing how odd Amanda seemed to be moving, almost like she was trying to avoid turning her back on her.
“No, no that’s alright. I’ve got it from here.” Amanda said, clearly struggling with the stack of unruly boxes.
“Oh come on, let me help.” Sarah demanded, taking several of the boxes in her own hands. Amanda forced a polite smile and walked down the hall with Ryan still frantically squirming against her buttcheek as Sarah continued to tell some story that Amanda had legitimately heard none of. Each step towards her own apartment felt agonizingly long as the journey stretched on and on. Down in her pants, Ryan was groaning in pained bliss as his now throbbing cock was forcefully rubbed up and down against the soft material of her pants. The tiny man was helpless to resist, with so much pressure forcing him against his sister’s buttcheek, Ryan could only bide his time and hope that her pants didn’t start riding up her ass.
“Well thanks Sarah, I appreciate it…” Amanda said upon reaching her apartment. She set her pile of boxes down by the door and frantically began searching for the correct key. After what felt like an eternity the knob turned and released the latch. Not wanting to keep her back turned on Sarah for too long, lest she catch a glimpse of Ryan’s relentless squirming around her booty. Amanda lifted her packages from the floor and gave Sarah another warm smile as she began to stack the remaining boxes on top of the pile. Still partially trapped in conversation, Amanda began pressing her butt against the door, quietly retreating into the room one inch at a time. Ryan felt the intense pressure at his back, forcing his face deep into the soft flesh of Amanda’s ass. “Uuuuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhhh.” Thankfully Amanda found a decent lull in the conversation that allowed her to cut things off and shut out the outside world. With a sigh of relief, Amanda raced her way towards the kitchen table, silently praying with each bouncing step that Ryan wouldn’t slide any further up her crack. Ryan continued to feel himself getting repeatedly dragged up and down along her ass, struggling to keep himself from cumming as he awaited rescue.
“OHMYGOD RYAN! I’m soooooo sorry! ” She whispered, pulling her tiny brother from her back pocket and bringing him up towards her face. The tiny man looked exhausted and overwhelmed, his tissue paper toga tattered and nearly destroyed after only a couple of minutes in her pocket. “I didn’t want to put you there, but there’s this weird chick who lives on my floor. Her name’s Sarah and she just gives me weird vibes. I don’t think she’s… well I… I get the feeling that she doesn’t have the most… respect… for shrunken people.”
Ryan waved her off and shook his head. He wasn’t mad about the whole ordeal. Honestly he was grateful that Amanda seemed to be keenly focused on his own wellbeing during that interaction. However, he also wasn’t keen on telling her that he got a hard on from rubbing up against her butt. Looking down at his crotch, no longer sufficiently covered by his tattered tissue robe, shame began to well up inside of him once again. He attempted to be subtle as he started to adjust the shreds of his clothing, pretending to simply fret over his clothing as he focused on ridding himself of the awkward boner. “I’m fine. I’m fine. I just… I need a minute.” Amanda nodded her head and set him down gently on the table.
While she gave him some time to recuperate, Amanda began to open up the different boxes that had caused all of this commotion in the first place. She began with the smaller of the boxes, tearing it open to find a fair amount of plastic airbag cushioning as well as Ryan’s new bed. “Awwwww, look at your new bed! So cute!” She exclaimed excitedly, revealing the small decorative plastic bedframe and the surprisingly soft miniature mattress. Ryan walked over to where she had set the bed down and pressed his hands against the mattress. He nodded approvingly as he began to bounce his hands up and down, testing how much spring it had and just how well he was going to be able to sleep tonight.
“Well, it’s certainly a step up from an old glove.” He said sarcastically, not expecting the burning hot glare he received from Amanda in return.
“Hey… be grateful. You could’ve wound up with a dirty sock or an old pair of underwear to sleep in.” Ryan is taken aback by the comment, looking up at the giantess with a look of complete and utter shock. However, Amanda had already moved on to the next box of items. Ryan watched patiently as Amanda unloaded an entire apartment’s worth of furniture onto the table. Chairs; a table, two dressers, one thing after another began to pile up around Ryan as Amanda finally emptied out the second of the boxes.
“Jesus… that’s a lot of stuff.” Ryan commented as the furniture piled up around him.
“Oh my god, look! Your new wardrobe!” Amanda squealed with glee as she tore open a clear plastic bag that was filled with a dozen new outfits for her tiny brother. Ryan rolled his eyes as Amanda eagerly removed all of his new clothes before she began to spread them out and inspect them carefully. “Oh… look. So cute!” Ryan watched as AManda lifted a pair of his new jeans up to her face. She held the miniscule denim garment against her thumb, gently using her index finger to inspect how they felt.
RIIIIPPPP
“Ooops… sorry.” Amanda said sheepishly, lowering a now fully torn pair of jeans back down to the table. “I guess they’re pretty fragile.”
“Dammit Amanda, come on. You gotta be careful. I think you forget how friggin big you are.” Ryan scolded, walking over to inspect the fully destroyed pair of jeans. He shook his head as he lifted the tattered remains of his pants. Thankfully they had ordered a couple of pairs but still, it was frustrating all the same. Ryan approached the remaining pile of clothing and selected himself an outfit to change into, eager to strip out of his tissue paper toga. He began peeling off the makeshift garment when suddenly he looked up to find Amanda staring down at him intently.
“Uhhhh could I… could I get a bit of privacy please?” He asked. Embarrassed, Amanda turned away, her cheeks flushing a mellow shade of red as she searched for something else to occupy her attention. The giant woman quickly tore into the larger of the boxes, revealing a massive assortment of different snap-on ladder pieces of varying lengths.
“Ohh cool. Guess this is how you’re going to need to get around now.” She said, quickly assembling six different ladders into one long, continuous frame. By the time that she finished Ryan was fully dressed, wearing an intact pair of jeans and a simple red t-shirt. Amanda set the ladder down against the edge of the table, bracing the bottom end against her chair.
“Wanna give it a try?” She asked, gesturing towards the ladder. Ryan nodded his head and proceeded carefully over the edge of the table. Despite having Amanda here to look after him, it was still incredibly daunting to look down and find several stories of open space below him before the hardwood floor offered a painful landing.
“Alright, steady on…” Ryan muttered, slowly descending his way down, keeping his eyes locked on where his hands were wrapped tightly around the rungs. Slowly and steadily he descended to the bottom of the ladder until he finally reached the hard wooden base of Amanda’s dining room chair. “Well, not too bad. I think it’s-”
Ryan trailed off as he turned around to find himself face to “face” with Amanda’s crotch. He looked up and saw the giantess smiling down at him warmly, seemingly unbothered by having her tiny brother nearly stuffed up into her business.
“Uhhh. It, uhhhh, works great.” He stammered, swiftly climbing his way back up towards the surface of the table. By the time that he reached the top, Ryan flung himself onto the table and rolled over onto his back. Evidently it had been some time since he had last needed to climb up and down a ladder so quickly. “I guess I know how I’m going to get my exercise.” He gasped breathlessly. However, as he looked up towards the ceiling, Ryan could no longer see the smiling face of his sister. Instead he was greeted by a view of the underside of her massive bust looking overhead.
“I think it has these little sticky things… to help… secure it in place.” Amanda was so deeply focused on fully assembling the ladder pieces, that she didn’t realize that she was now leaning forward over the table, her tiny brother now hidden in the shadow of her gigantic tits. After another couple of minutes of crafting, Amanda sat up straight, admiring her handiwork and displaying to her tiny brother lying on the table. “See, all done!”
“Looks great… thanks Mands.” Ryan muttered, grateful to no longer be trapped under his sister’s boobs. Amanda smiled and nodded, completely oblivious to his plight as she proceeded to secure the ladder in place, giving Ryan a safe way to get down off of the table.
“So, what do you want to do about your bed?” The giantess asked. Ryan turned to look at the unassembled pieces of his new bed amongst the other bits of furniture strewn out on the table.
“Well, I think it probably makes the most sense to just set it up here on the table. Like, maybe we cordon off a corner that I can sort of use like a bedroom?” He began mentally arranging his furniture in his head, creating a small little space that he could call his own.
“You sure you don’t want to sleep in my room?” Amanda asked. “It would probably make more sense, logistically. Like I’m case you need something in the middle of the night or whatever. Here, let me show you.”
The giantess lowered her hand onto the surface of the table. Ryan wasn’t at all interested in placing his own sleeping quarters in Amanda’s bedroom. And he really didn’t want to even discuss the matter any further, however, he knew that if he didn’t take the opportunity to step into her Pam of his own volition then she was likely to just snatch him up and carry him away. With a heavy sigh Ryan relented and stepped into Amanda’s hand allowing her to carry him off towards her room.
“See, we could set you up on my dresser here.” She began pushing some of her photos out of the way to clear up some space. This spot gave him a nice elevated view of the entire room. He could see Amanda’s desk and her TV, as well as her own massive bed. “Or we could go over here on the nightstand. You’d be a lot closer and it'd be easier to get my attention.” She was correct of course. This was very likely the only place where he could reasonably wake the giantess from a deep sleep in the event of an emergency. However, he still wasn’t keen on the location.
“Or what about the floor?” She asked, crouching down and getting on her hands and knees. “Maybe we set you up under the bed?” The pair surveyed the space under the bed where Amanda currently had some boxes of what looked like winter clothing as well as a single pair of worn socks. “Whoops. I promise not to leave dirty clothes lying around.” She said with a chuckle.
“I appreciate it Amanda, I really do. But I think the table is going to be best for me.” Ryan tried to be as delicate as possible, but based on the look on Amanda’s face, he was in for one hell of an argument.
“But what if something comes up in the middle of the night? What if-”
“Amanda! Really, I get that you want to make sure I’m safe and comfortable and all of that. And it is sweet. You’re a really good sister and I really can’t thank you enough for everything you’re doing for me. But please, I really just don’t want to be all up in your private space like this. This is where you change and I don’t want to be crossing paths like that.”
“Ryan, I already told you. I’m comfortable with my body and I can just get changed in the bathroom.” She argued, truly not understanding the issue here.
“AMANDA! Please, I’m begging you to please just understand where I’m coming from. You’re my sister. And it makes ME uncomfortable to be in your space like this. I don’t want to look up and see my baby sister in her underwear every day. It’s not a judgment on you or your body or anything like that. It’s just a personal boundary of my own… So please, just let me stay out in the kitchen.”
There was a tense moment of silence as Amanda digested Ryan’s line of thinking and realized that she needed to be a bit more cognisant of the shift in their dynamic. Ryan watched the smile drain from her face as she nodded her head and began to carry him back towards the kitchen.
“Okay, I understand.” She said softly with a somber sadness in her voice.