Debra awoke, hours later, with a heavy head. As she propped herself up on her elbows she saw her little girl's colorful shirt was hiked up to just below her boobs. Her exposed crotch was a mess of dried juices and saliva. She remembered her moment of unbridled passion with her daughter and how she was completely out of control of her body the whole time. At the time she was absolutely uncaring of right or wrong, but now after the dust had settled, she was deeply ashamed. She tugged her shirt down and looked around the room but didn't find Alex. She could hear the television downstairs and assumed she was back watching her shows. How could she face her? Even though she kind of remembered Alex freely agreeing to the encounter, that was no excuse. She was just a kid. Her kid...by marriage at least.
Debra went to get up off the bed when she saw her blanket was drenched in her cum. She was so small now, how did so much come from such a little body? Flashes of sensations of a large tongue invading her ran through her head. Had Alex.....licked her?! She must have imagined it. She walked across the room and reached the door. Her little hands fumbled with the doorknob before working it open. As she approached the top of the stairs she could see Alex sprawled across the couch clicking the remote. She worked her way down the stairs, the whole time feeling like she was making her way to the firing squad. How could she face what she had done to her own daughter.
Entering the living room, Alex noticed her. "Well, well," she said with a slight melodic lilt to her voice. "Thumbelina is finally up." Alex put the remote on the coffee table and sat up on the couch. "I was beginning to wonder if our little playtime had put you in a coma." Debra looked away in shame as she stepped closer to Alex before the giant girl had stopped her from passing by. "You were one crazy little bitch up there." The teen leaned down closer to the embarrased woman. "Such a little slut...begging me to finger you." Debra buried her head in her chest fighting tears. She took all of Alex's insults and bad language knowing she was in the wrong here.
"Aww....don't be like that, Thumbelina," Alex played. "Come here...sit with me." Alex patted her lap for her mother to join her. Debra hesitated but slowly stepped to her huge daughter. Alex placed her hands under the little woman's arms and lifted her light frame onto her lap. It still gave the teen a thrill knowing how small she was. She gently stroked Debra's hair like a small child before leaning down to her ear. "You know....what you asked me to do was very wrong," she said as if talking down to a child. "After all, I'm just a kid. Remember? That's what you said last night when we argued." Debra didn't like where this was going and made a move to leave her lap, but Alex held her in place. "I'm going to have to decide how to punish you for that." Her grip on Debra's little arm tightened and the small woman grimaced as they both heard someone at the door. Loosening her grip Alex let Debra scramble off her lap.
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