Trembling with anxiety, you observe John starting to inhale the fresh pair of your mother's soiled panties again as he stroked his dick, you presume he arrived in here to get a couple of your own next for his collection. "Why does he have to be such a perv," you said inwardly watching his motive, remaining motionless not to draw attention to yourself. John enjoyed himself continuing to caress his dick, whiffing the dirty pair again before setting them down. You quietly remained as he rummaged through the basket, "Nothing! Mom must have just cleaned them," he spoke loudly with disappointment before adverting his attention towards you.
Broken in an uncontrollable sweat you grew nervous for safety, John's vision set on you as his dirty intentions coming forward. "What should I do?" you asked yourself concerning the only two possible outcomes, either you speak hoping John might help you or end in a crucial situation. According to him, you a regular gummy doll left out in the open only after in his company you classify more like a sex doll, having to swallow his cum or perhaps even taking it by the loads in your ass makes you dread even more. It seemed like all hope lost, John was going to take you with him when suddenly without warning to either of you the doorknob began to twist open.
"Damn where did I put my phone," the voice utter from your twin sister Kasey who entered, immediately taking notice to John with his pants dropped below his knees in her room. "What the fuck were you doing?" Kasey yelled in a hostile tone already knowing the answer towards her question, observing him pulled his pants up pretending like everything was normal. "I ahh," John stuttered knowing whatever he said it wouldn't matter after being caught in the act, his only rational response was running out the door. "You're a disgusting pervert I'm telling mom," Kasey screamed out as she watched John run like a coward, locking the door behind she made her way over to the laundry basket. "Look at this mess," Kasey spoke with annoyance, cleaning up the mess up and folding her twin sister's clothes, only to stop what she was doing after discovering you. "What the hell is this Sarah's," Kasey asked picking you to glance over, "Eww, Why does it look so similar to her also," she noted on fiddling with your tiny squishy body.
You moan as Kasey continuously squashed your boobs within your body, then dangle you upside down spreading your legs open as she rubbed your sex to feel the design. "It's rather creepy that this doll almost seems real," Kasey talks as she proceeded to stretch you out, your arms and legs became noddles as they retracted back to normal, bending your torse forward driving your face deep into your pussy. Kasey laughed pretending you're giving head to yourself, "Oh man if this were real Sarah it be ten times better," Kasey says setting you back to normal as you gasped for breath.
You had enough of the torment it was time to speak, "Kasey!" you shouted out "It's me you have to help," you beg for sisterly assistance, only your sudden speaking startled poor Kasey dropping you back in the laundry basket. "SARAH!" Kasey declared with an ominous tone, poking mutlipe times that knocked you on your feet, "How did you get so small? How did you become malleable," Kasey asked with astonishment. "If I knew Kasey I wouldn't be naked and 6 inches tall," you replied with anger wanting your normal life back, as Kasey gripped you in her hand. "Do mom and dad know about this?" she questioned with an interesting excited pitch. "No! I haven't told anyone yet so if you could," you were silenced as Kasey squished your lips shut. "So they don't perfect!" Kasey said with a devilish grin that was never a good sign for you.
Kasey heard the honking from your mother still in the car waiting, "Crap! Cheerleading practice," Kasey utters wondering where to keep you until she gets back as her eyes locked on to the dirty panties your brother brought in. Kasey retched as she got a whiff of them, "God! I can't tell if these are mom's lazy pair or her gym ones?" as she began squishing you in the fibers. The scent hit your nose with such rancidness that you could practically taste the air. "I can't wait to come back and mess with you more," as she stuffed you in the drawer leaving you trapped. You knew it would get worse when she came back home. Afterhours of waiting for Kasey the smell was getting to you badly when the draw finally open and you saw...
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