You'd never be able to tell Calpernia was a smoker with how beautiful her teeth were. Unfortunately, her clean teeth were now shining down on you as she smiled from ear to ear. Cal rises to her full height. Her massive breasts eclipse her face. Even without being a millimeter tall, those things were huge. You can hear her bra underneath her tight-fitting top straining against the massive honkers. You can also hear a slight sloshing from inside. She's never mentioned having children, but it'd be impossible for those udders to not be making milk.
"Y'see, I've got a little problem that would be perfect for a little man like you." Calpernia speaks from behind the breast-filled sky. She then crosses her arms, reaching for the bottom of her shirt. She begins to lift her shirt, struggling slightly as she reaches her mammaries. As her shirt lifts, so do her breasts. Finally, with her arms lifted high above her head, she manages to free her breasts from her shirt.
The sound of her breasts falling into place was deafening. The sound of her bra straining and the sound of her milk sloshing create a cacophony in your ears. However, the worst had yet to come. You have only a moment to react. You grab onto the piece of thread for dear life. The force from her breasts falling creates a gale that sends the thread you're on flying. Luckily, you manage to hold on.
You slowly rise, maintaining a death grip on the thread. Looking back at Calpernia, she's tossed the shirt aside and now stands there in her pure white bra. This was a bra you knew quite well. She's had it for years and you have been on the inside of it a number of times. It was very soft and made of high-quality materials. It was also one of very few bras she owned that was just barely big enough to not snap whenever Calpernia moves. Thanks to it being so soft and 'accommodating' for Calpernia's girls, she would often keep you inside it if you ever needed to be punished or kept in a safe place. Considering how often she and Alex liked to have guests over, it was pretty often.
Then, with a deafening snap, Calpernia unclips the hook at the back. Her breasts jiggle with vigor as they are now free from the bra. Cal holds the cups against her breasts for a moment as she slips her arms out from the bra before letting her jubblies go commando.
From your perspective, you had flown at least 200 feet back from the gale her breasts kicked up and yet they still covered your sky. At your size, she could probably titfuck the Eiffel Tower.
"Lookit this, kiddo." Cal lifts the bra over you, turning the cup so that you can see the inside. At your size, it's easy to see the threads are very frayed.
"It looks like it's seen better days." You remark. Cal didn't own many bras (for obvious reasons) and so this bra was almost always the one she used when she needed to keep you on her person. It'd make sense that it'd eventually start to wear out.
"You don't know the half of it." Cal remarks. "This bra's been leavin' lint and fuzz all over my nipples! My nipple's are sensitive enough as is! It's a pain in the ass having this fuzz tickling my tips and making me all hot n' bothered all the time!"
"O...kay..." You respond, slightly confused. "And... what is it I'm doing then?"
"Well, first I'm gonna need ya to hold onto that speck of thread."
You sigh. You were already holding on anyway. You shout up that you're holding on.
Carefully, Calpernia's fingers grip the end of the thread opposite to you and lifts it up. You feel intense vertigo as you rise hundreds of feet into the air. Calpernia brings you towards her nipple, stopping just above it.
"Hurry and hop off. The thread tickles." Not exactly in a position to argue, you climb down the now vertical thread and land on Cal's massive nipple. The wrinkles and ridges of the pink landscape are large enough for you to lay in. You also take notice of several small objects littering the surface. As you survey the surroundings, you're suddenly floored by an earthquake and an unearthly moaning from above.
"Mm... Yeah. I can definitely feel ya on there." Looking up, Calpernia is blushing. "I tried dustin' them, but I can still feel a buncha little ones still sticking on there. I just need you to pick 'em off. Should be fine to just toss 'em and the wind'll take 'em elsewhere."
"Did we have to do this so early..." You complain.
"No complaints. Like I said, it's already one in the afternoon. Get your butt in gear or you'll be pluckin' them while I sleep, too!"
Understanding you don't have much say in the matter, you begrudgingly begin. However, you're start is instantly interrupted as Cal takes her first steps. The massive mammaries sway with so much force that it takes all you have to hold on. Cal moans a bit as you grip her nipple with force.
"Calm down, little guy. I'll go sit in front of the TV for a bit so you can work without interruption." Cal continues to walk without any attempts to keep her breasts from bouncing. You have no choice but to hold on while she moves. Before she can make it to the couch, you hear the backdoor open.
"Hey, Cal! I'm having a popsicle!" A female voice shouts.
"You finished with your exercises, Alex?" Cal shouts back, forcing you to let go of the nipple to cover your ears.
"Yeah!"
"Alright, then!"
Alex, your twin sister, wasn't born as unfortunately small as you are. She keeps herself fit by exercising in the backyard. She used to go for runs, but once her breasts reached D-cup, she started to feel self conscious around others. At home, however, she shows virtually no shame.
Calpernia walks out into the living room as Alex enters from the kitchen. Alex wears a short top that barely hangs over her breasts, exposing all of her midriff. She also wears some very short and very loose-fitting bottoms. One side of her shorts is currently slipping down, exposing her frilly orange panties. She doesn't pay it any mind, though. She's currently holding a long and cylindrical popsicle that both she and Cal love and yet they never seem to eat in a normal way. Her hair is tied in a bun, as usual. Her body is also dripping with sweat.
As Cal walks up, Alex had a good chunk of the popsicle in her mouth. Upon seeing Cal, she takes it out of her mouth.
"What's with the invisible top, Cal?" Alex makes a motion with the popsicle. Calpernia giggles.
"Alan thought he could sleep all day so I have him on dusty nipple duty." Cal says with a smile. Alex holds back a laugh.
"Not a bad idea for the little guy." Alex steps a bit closer. Alex was not only able to escape being a millimeter tall, but she also got some above-average height to go with it. However, with Calpernia standing at a daunting 6'8", Alex was still just barely at a height where she could rest her chin on Cal's breasts. This gave her the perfect perspective to inspect Cal's nipple for you. Your giant sister's eye fills the sky as she looks for you amidst the lint. After a few moments, she moves over to Cal's other breast. Cal giggles again.
"You were right the first time." Alex pauses for a moment and returns to the breast you were on. After a moment, her eyes lock onto you. She smiles wide as she holds in a laugh.
"Good to see you're up and about, Alan!" She's always loved teasing you for your unlucky size. "It's a good thing Cal woke you when she did."
Alex stands on her tiptoes and pulls open the collar of her top, exposing her expansive cleavage to you. The smell of her sweat overwhelms you.
"Otherwise you'd probably be cleaning MY nipples!" Alex chuckles again. You can't help but feel a twinge of annoyance. You know neither of you hate each other, but she always acts so superior just because she's 1000 times bigger than you.
"I prefer sweeping dust to wiping cheese anyway." You snidely reply. Alex's eyes widen and her brow furrows.
"H-Hey! I don't smell like cheese!" Alex's looks a bit concerned and sniffs her armpit. "I just need to shower, that's all."
You're glad you have a nice relationship with her. You're constantly going back and forth like this, but you both know she could make you disappear in a number of ways.
"Anyway, my little sweeper and I have a date with the couch and some shows." Cal begins to walk again. Because you had to cover your ears earlier, you forgot to grab onto her nipple again!
As Calpernia's breast bounces, you...
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