This choice: His mom, and both of his sister are tiny and nude too. • Go Back...Chapter #4Let's get back to about half an hour before... by: 3Klee   Just after her chat with her son, Carl's mother Susan went out to pick her daughters Claire (18) and Grace (11) from dance practice. Being a relatively quite day of summer with no traffic, she managed to reach for their gym and drove back home in less than five minutes. "It's Carl already at home?" asked Grace enthusiastically, jumping out of the car. "He's taking a nap" answered her mom, "So try to be quiet for once in your life, Shrimp!" playfully added Claire while scuffing her little sister's hair. "Geez... why don't you try to chill for once?" replied Grace smiling impishly, "No wonder guys won't ask you out, Miss Prude!", "What?! You're so dead little brat!" yelled Claire getting red with anger and embarrassment. "Girls!" sighed Susan raising her eyes, "At least wait till we're inside!"
The two sisters couldn't have been more different from one another: tomboyish and adventurous Grace was quite of a troublemaker, street smart and assertive girl that, after reaching teenhood was starting to take a certain interest in boys, while sweet and feminine Claire was a caring and shy, yet headstrong young woman who, despite her good look and age, was always very timid around the other sex.
While entering the house Susan, Claire and Grace all heard a noise of something (which was actually Carl's body) falling on the floor upstairs. "Honey, it's everything alright?" asked Susan getting no answer from above. Meanwhile Grace had kicked off both of her sneakers sending them across the floorboard and was now running atop the stairs yelling "Hey big bro, ready for ya b-day? No excuses this years we gonna have one hell of a party!". "What part of "quiet" it's so hard for you to understand, munchkin?" snorted Claire right before feeling a cramp to her stomach and a dizzy sensation "What the heck..." she told to herself keeping balance with difficulty. "Gracie! How many times did I have to tell you not to throw your clothes around?" said Susan while bending down to pick up her daughter's shoes right before feeling funny as well. "Sorry mum!" answered Grace just instant before to stop and hold on to the stair's handrail feeling an hint of nausea.
In a few seconds Claire felt the strength getting leaked from her legs and found herself curled up on the floor in a fetal position, Susan began to breathe heavily and fell gently as well, Grace had just the time turn around before the world began to spin and she blacked out. All three of them passed out and began to shrunk right into their clothes.
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Grace was the first one to wake up. Still feeling odd, she massaged her head caressing her short blond hair, then stand up and fight her way out of the sort of circus tent she had found herself into. After she was once again in the open air Grace was blinded by the sunlight for a moment and then noticed the craziest sight: her living room was gigantic and she was standing around the 3 inches tall on the fifth step of the stair watching doors, cabinets and tables the size of buildings. The sight sent chills all over her naked back. "Wait a minute... I'm naked?" only then Grace looked down at herself and noticed that every inch of her slim body was bare: her athletic legs, hairless crotch, flat stomach, round butt and budding breasts were totally exposed... despite the initial surprise, she doesn't felt embarrassed, rather quite amused, sort of thrilled, almost... excited! She smiled feeling the breeze on her nude body, moved on the step enjoying the sensation of the cold giant step on her bare feet. She was always curious about nudism and was kinda her fantasy to walk around in the nude so that was an amazing adventures to her. "No fucking way I'm Polly Pocked sized and naked as a jaybird!" she thought to herself, then, noticing the giant, empty, clothes of her mom and sister on the floor below her smiled and exclaimed "We all are! That's such a blast!"
Little Grace needed a few second to descend the stairs at her size, however she enjoyed every step, feeling the coldness of their material all over her bare buttocks and thighs while she jumped down from them. After reaching the pavement she started to run on the football-field-sized-floorboard right to her mom's pile of clothes. Her young boobs jiggled for all her run, for the first time in her life she realized they were not so small as she usually thought, which she found ironic given her size. Then she entered the 'cave' of her mom's shirt feeling like an explorer and hoping not to having to look for her in the 'dungeon' of her panties...
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Susan slowly woke up light headed, lying on her belly and surrounded by smooth cotton sheets that gently caressed all of her body parts, from the sole of her feets to the point of her sunset red hairs. The woman was still dizzy which, on pair with the inebriating smell of lavender that soaked the sheets, made her feel oddly stimulated, to the point to start rhythmically moving her hips, humping the cloths over her most intimate regions. "What a sweet dream! It feels sooo great!" she told to herself with a small moan. "It sure seems like it" said Grace without realizing she was speaking out loud. Susan raised her head and blushed furiously: her younger daughter had caught her in that shameful act and was standing in front of her totally naked. "Gracie?! What are you think you're doing young lady? You're not a little kid anymore, you can't just run around disrob... ed..." as she was speaking Susan stand up and finally realized she was naked as well. Her D cup (at full height) breasts hanging freely with her rock-hard nipples pointing right on the girl's face. Being an extremely modest woman, Susan was embarrassed beyond words; she immediately crossed one arm over her chest and shielded her crotch with the other in a pitiful attempt of covering her nakedness while screaming hysterically "Jesus fucking Christ! I'm naked too!? Why the fuck am I naked?! And why are you naked? Is this a goddamn nightmare? Where the fuck are we? Oh, crap... have we been kidnapped? Is this a motherfucking prostitution ring?"
Grace was speechless: not only she had caught her mom masturbating but was also seeing her in the buff for the very first time; given the strict business attire and moderate clothes she usually wore, Susan's body had always been a mystery and, now that she was seeing her baring it all, Grace found out that she was actually pretty hot, with seductively muscular legs, arms and abs, a well-defined marmoreal ass and big perky boobs; to top it all, given that her hairs had undone themselves in the shrinking process she was now sporting an unusual wild and messy look which made her even sexier... but it was another one the thing that surprised Grace the most, "Mom..." she asked with a wide grin "Have you just... cursed?" "NO! No, I hadn't!" answered the woman trying to avoid eyes-contact. "Yes you had! Yes you had! Oh, you're so not gonna scold me again for my language after this!" said the girl with a huge smile.
"C'mon, let's get out of here alright?" continued Grace before slapping Susan's butt without thinking. The two exchanged a silent glance, that was the first time they had ever touched (or have been touched) another woman in the nude and felt weird about having partially enjoy it, especially given their relation.
"And where exactly is "here"? What happened?" asked Susan while following her daughter; in a few steps the tiny, naked pair emerged from the woman's shirt and Grace explained "Well, it seems like we shrunk". Susan watched her giant living room in disbelief "No. Way." "Pretty cool right?", "What? Being the size of fucking mice and without a fucking stitch of clothing on?" Grace laughed heartily at this last statement "Geez, you're such a trashmouth!" "I just don't feel exactly like myself today" blushed Susan.
"Just relax, Sue, you're a total babe! Show it off, it's just us girls" said Grace striking a pose right in front of the ever embarrassed woman, who got even redder. "Uhm... Sue?" asked her rising an eyebrow. "You just told me you didn't feel like yourself right now... besides, do you want me to call you "mommy" while we're walking around buck naked?" asked Grace giving her a blink. "You've got a point" gulped Sue realizing it was better not to remind her she was nude alongside her daughter that, she had to admit, was starting to get quite a figure. Also, she was getting a little exited over this strange situation and there was nothing bad in having a little adventure so she lowered her hands and stand in all her naked glory right in front od Grace who happily noddle in approval. "That's it! You're gorgeous, Sue", "Th-thanks... you too are getting pretty stacked, uh?" she said pointing at her daughter's chest with a smile.
For the first time since having been shrunken, Grace felt a little exposed and blushed slightly, "Really? You think so? Yeah, I mean, they... uh, thanks!", Sue laughed: her confident, tomboyish daughter was getting embarrassed by a compliment. "How cute" she thought. "Let's not waste time, we still have to get Claire!" quickly changed the subject Grace "Can't wait to see miss perfect girl's reaction to our nekkid-shrinky situation!" she grinned wickedly. "Why can't you just get along with your sister?" snorted Sue in exasperation "She will probably be freaked out! We can have some kind of virus for what we know!" just at that moment Grace's chestnut colored eyes spotted a tiny pinkish human-like shiny red haired figure reaching for her previously discarded and now SUV sized shoes to hide. "Oh, no you don't" smirked the young girl starting to run in that same direction. "Honey, wait!" said Sue chasing her.
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Meanwhile, Carl was walking against the floorboard when he saw two, possibly three small figures quickly running towards an empty shoe. He couldn't see them very well, but two things were sure: they're definitely naked... and girls! The tiny nude boy blushed, uncertain over what to do...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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