"Ugh, friday." Jason exhaustingly exclaim as he shuffled away from the wall and proceeded to walk downstairs to the livingroom. Today was work day, Jason had to scrape together money wherever he could to help support his family. Even though he was shrunk down to a nearly insignificant size, he still was no freeloader.
Following the trail of Vanessa's puddles, he'd traverse the stairs into the livingroom. Groaning as the musky, disgusting stench still oozed from her footprints. He barely managed to reach the bottom of the stairs before the familiar sound of Rebecca's feet clapping against the floor upstairs, followed by a door swinging wide open.
"Yoo, Jason." She'd exclaim as Jason looked over his shoulder, seeing her standing at the other end of the stairs wearing a torn crop top, as well as a skimpy thong which barely managed to cover her vagina, as a small tuff of hair would poke out. The string-thin buttfloss of her thong would disapear deep inside her crevice. "It's workday~" She giggled as she spotted you. Her wide hips struggling squeeze through the exit of the upstairs hallway as she'd stomp her way downstairs and scoop him up into the palm of her hand. "And your first task for today is to unwedge my thong." She said as she reached her hand behind her back while bending over, her massive buttcheeks gaping wide as a gust of stale farts whooshed out from the pocket by her asshole.
Rebecca would laugh. Reaching her hand back towards her face as she noticed his coughs and gags. "Haha, don't worry. I'm not THAT evil."
"Let's see who you're going to help today~" she said as she looked at the calendar.
Gummy Factory.
Working at a Gummy factory. Jason found himself working with the very substance his body was made of. Seemed like a reasonable job for him.
Although his job consisted mostly of sitting by a conveyor belt and examining the items. Which varied from dolls, to super durable lingerie, to adult toys.
So far there's been no accident.
Rebecca.
Jason held in a groan as he realized he had to spend today with Rebecca. And from experience, he knew how it'd always end.
Vanessa.
Jason's heart sank as Rebecca mentioned her sister's name, and as if on queue. Vanessa stepped into the room scratching her bloated member beneath the stretched fabric.
Neighbourly Chores.
Rebecca realized that today Jason would be assisting one of his neighbours with some chores, it may not pay as well as a regular job, but it's pocket money nontheless.
Friendly Tasks.
Jason didn't have a lot of friends, but that didn't keep them from constantly wanting to hang out with him. Making up multiple excuses to do so.
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