Since there was so many clothes due to the large number of family members living at your house, you had a little pushable cart hamper that you used to move the clothes from one place to the other. It just made things easier, and then when they were all folded nicely, you could push the cart to each room of the house and deliver your work to the rest of the family. Now, however, this thing of ease put you at risk. You had a system. . it was easy. Your mom, however, didn't seem to care about that system.
With a thrust of her arm, she chucked the remainder of the wet clothes into the pushable cart as well as some other clothes from Lucy's pile. She was mixing the piles. . no. Everything was getting messed up now!!
You shook your head. You had more important things to worry about. . .like being incredibly tiny for instance. Moving upward in the cart, you noticed one of your sister's giant bra! You were stunned!! You were so tiny you could probably live comfortably inside, even make some room for others in fact. Well, others at your size. Lucy didn't even have breasts that were that large, either. Though at your size, they would be enormous!! God, you had to relax yourself. You were getting flustered. Looking back at the bra, you really hated its color. It was a turquoise color with some flowery design on the front. Way to childish looking, though you did admire its craftsmanship.
Your admiration had to wait as the entire pile was being shifted. You could now see above you for once. A loud pitter patter was emanating throughout the room. It seemed that it was raining outside. You could see upward for the first time and your giant mother was wearing a low cut white tank top. Her nipples were pressed tightly against her breast as you realized that she was definitely not wearing a bra. She was also wearing some small jean shorts, though you could barely see those at your angle.
"Dang it, and I was going to try and save some money by hanging up the clothes!!" Your mother put her hands on her hip as she thought carefully.
Walking over towards the hangers, your mother reached in and grabbed them, as well as some clothes pins nearby. She dropped a few on the ground and frustratingly bent over and grabbed them, muttering some curse words at her annoyance. With that, she made her way over your tiny form, preparing some plan.
"Well, I might as well hang them up inside, then!! At least, then they'll get dry naturally! When I find that little clothes cleaner, he is gonna get a piece of my mind!!"
Little did she know, that you would be getting a piece of her action, sooner than she thought!!
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