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Chapter #7

Smith Family Slave

    by: Lover Of All Giantesses Author IconMail Icon
“I’m sure the girls wouldn’t mind, getting a little family slave.” Molly said, as your eyes went wide in response.

“W-Wait... family what!?” You shout to the crazed woman. “You can’t make me a slave!”

“Oh, I think I can.” Molly said simply. Leaning her way in and puckering her lips out. She puckered her lips out and pressed it into your face. Giving you a kiss. “You are gonna love it, and I know I will. Oh, the man I lusted for, now shrunken for me and my family. This seems more like a dream than anything else.” She teased to you. Your eyes went wide trying to fight against her.

You couldn’t though, she easily held you as she then walked around in her home. Walking into the kitchen, as she then shouted out for her daughters to come. She held you against her tits, as you were trying to fight out from the grip. You did not like the situation you were in, and you wanted to get away.

“Lindsay, Natalie! I have a surprise, come to the kitchen.”

“I don’t want to serve your crazy family!”

“A dream come true...” She said back, lost in her own little world. You thought being an adult meant you don’t do this kind of stuff.

Eventually you watch the two daughters walk their way in. Holding your breath and looking over your shoulder to them.

“What’s up Mom?” Lindsay questioned. Molly smiled down to you, before releasing you. You felt yourself stumble down onto the kitchen table, both woman looking at you.

You probably would of done better if you just fell down onto your face. Right now though, you moved.

“It’s (Your Name).” Molly said to her daughters. “And I found him sneaking around in our home.”

Freezing, with the three girls looking at you, as you were filled with worry.

“What?” Natalie questioned.

“No freaking way!” Lindsay already had a smile on you. She moved her hand and you felt yourself grabbed. Her fingers lifting you up as you were in front of her face. She wore the largest smile to you. “It actually is.”

“Lindsay, l-let go of me!” You shout back, as she laughed.

“Not a chance. Look at you, oh my god!” She moved her finger and grabbed your arm. Feeling you around. You struggle in the teenagers grip, but just like with her mother, you couldn’t.

“Are you kidding me?” Natalie leaned to the side of her older sister, looking over you.

“He was sneaking around our home. He found our shrine, and he yelled at me.” Molly said simply, a bit sad honestly. “So, I made him our slave.”

“Our slave!” Natalie yelled.

“He found our shrine.” Lindsay yelled as well. “Wait, mom did you slave! Are you serious!” She was so excited, just like her Mom.

“Of course I am. I’m not letting this chance get away.” Molly admitted.

“Oh, thank you Mom!” Her teenage daughter walked up to her mother and gave her a hug. Both Molly and Lindsay excited for this.

“W-Wait, can we just wait a second.” Natalie said, as you were then grabbed by her. Natalie took you from her sister holding you. She took a moment to appreciate you in her hand, until she looked at the others. “D-Does he even want this?”

“No I don’t! Natalie! Natalie please, your Mom wants to enslave me, and your sister is willing to go along with it. Help me please, he-”

“Be quiet little man.” Molly said cutting you off. “Natalie dear, he’s the man of our dreams. He was sneaking his way around our home. Why is that, because he wants to be with us.”

“not true!” You shout to her. “Natalie please help.”

“I-I...”

“Oh Nat you are such a good girl.” Lindsay said. “You have a cute boy in your hand. You can do whatever you want with him, anything! You could even take him to your bedroom and... you know?”

Natalie’s eyes and yours go wide as you both turn to the mother.

“I’ll be doing it, I think it’s only fair my daughters do as well.”

Hearing this, you try to fight out. Try to use the strength that you had to pull yourself up. You pull yourself, using whatever strength that you had. ]

“Nat please let me go!”

“Natalie, you don’t have to get involved.” Molly the mother said. “But he’s gonna be our family slave, he doesn’t have a choice.”

“Mom, can we get him a little collar!” Lindsay as Molly smiled.

“We can get him a little collar.”

While those two talk to each other you beg to Natalie. “Please, just let me go. This is my one chance for freedom, you gotta give it to me.”

“Nat give him here!” Lindsay said, her hands already on you. You felt yourself grabbed and lifted up to Lindsay.

Leaning her way against the table, and forcing a giantess kiss on you. You didn’t have much of a choice as the teenage girl forced this kiss onto your face.

It was powerful, and pushed onto you. You wish you could do something to stop the kiss, but you just couldn’t. You just couldn’t stop the kiss.

When she pulled out, she looked at you with the same love struck look of her mother. “So long I wanted you, and now I finally have you.” Lindsay said. “And you can’t do anything. You are gonna be our family slave. Whether Nat is into it or she isn’t.”

“Which she should be. Sweetie,” Molly said beside her daughter. “He’s ours now. Think about it, in a home with three beautiful girls. I’m sure he doesn’t mind it. And if you think about it like this, we could give him a much better life than he could have otherwise. This is more of a blessing than a curse.”

You see Nat as she took in the words of her mother, as she has come to a decision. She ____________
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