This choice: Ilsa's in the cabin. Sneak in somehow? • Go Back... You can hear movement from the other side of the cabin and lower your head slightly to avoid suspicion. That's when you see the blonde haired Ilsa tossing a bit in her slumber on the trailer's bed. Damn it, you were so close to making this an easy out for you, but it's going to be nearly impossible for you to sneak into there and grab the ring. Not only is the woman in the cabin itself, but it's being guarded by a nearly 7-foot tall security guard who's standing motionless at the door. Just when you are about to accept defeat, you hear a moan come from the bed and look down to see Ilsa turn again, this time facing you. Her eyes sare still closed as she tries to sleep, but to your shock, her bedsheets come up a bit short, giving you a full good view of her huge, round breasts. You find yourself gazing at the fleshy pillows until your view drops suddenly below the window. Just the sight of her bare flesh was enough to shrink you down to about 4 feet tall! You avert your gaze and try to snap your mind out of it, letting all the dirty thoughts escape your mind so you can focus on the task at hand. When you find the piece of mind to stop thinking about the view you just caught, you are shocked to see the world start to rise up again. Of course, the curse the gypsy placed on you must be directly linked to how long you STAY aroused! You grow at a significantly slower rate than your shrinking, but you now know that as long as you focus, you could always get back to your normal size eventually... and that's when you notice in the corner of the cabin a small hole. Almost big enough for a mouse to crawl into. A plan enters your mind that is so crazy it just has to work... then again, the day has already been crazy enough for you to live a thousand lifetimes with the stories of what you've encountered. Why not make it just a little more interesting.
Your plan comes to fruition as you let your mind go, thinking of how great it will be to have sex with your girlfriend again. Kissing every inch of Maggie's body, holding her warm skin next to yours as you both let your passions take hold of each other. The visions and thoughts get stronger and sexier, as you find yourself sinking into your ever growing clothes. You have so much mobility in your oversized shirt that you are actually able to stroke yourself a bit, increasing the pleasure and causing the rate at which you're shrinking to almost triple. You snap back to reality almost as if you were struck by lightning and stop pleasuring yourself, finding yourself in a warm cotton cave. You crawl quickly out of the gigantic t-shirt you were wearing and find yourself looking out into a new, gigantic world. You couldn't be more than 2 inches tall! This size is more than small enough for you to complete your mission, and you make your way over to the now humongous entrance to Ilsa's cabin, slowly making your way inside. You can hear the gigantic blonde snoring next to you as you walk the thin distance between her bed and dresser, marveling at how everything looks at this size. However, you can feel the room starting to close in around you ever so slightly, and you know you only have a matter of time before you grow back to normal size. Scaling up a dangling telephone line, you bring yourself up to the dresser and have an incredible sight before you.
On your right is a sleeping goddess, the circus owner. She is only in what looks to be her mid or late 30's with a very thin body, and she is in deep sleep before you. Her face looks almost ageless from surgery and facial procedures, giving her excessively pouty lips and almost bleached white teeth. She looks a bit fake...but you can't find yourself calling her unattrractive in the slightest. You try not to look at her too long, for fear that your urges would take hold again and you'd shrink down to nothingness right there on the dresser. To your left, however is a much more awe-inspiring image: What appears to be tens, if not HUNDREDS of pieces of jewelry and coins. Gold, silver, bronze, all on display before your eyes. If you were normal size, this would be enough wealth to solve world hunger and housing four or five times over! But you need to remind yourself that you are merely a few inches tall, and since time is of the essence, you need to find the matching toe-ring that belongs to the gypsy. You approach the huge stack of jewelry and begin your search.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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