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Rated: GC · Interactive · Adult · #2222158
Today, the criminal, poor, and unlucky are condemned to be shrunk. Where do you fit in?
This choice: "Get something to eat real quick."  •  Go Back...
Chapter #6

Fast Food

    by: The1SwagKing Author IconMail Icon
As soon as Kelly announced that she was getting something to eat instead of heading straight back to her place, she swerved through three lanes of traffic to get to her exit on time. As a result of this sudden movement, I tumbled down and rolled a bit further away from the titanic cougar who had just acquired me for some sort of new hobby she was picking up. She giggled at my plight, before the long fingernails that had been wrapped around me just moments before herded me onto my feet, and back in front of the steering wheel.

"Let's make sure that doesn't happen again, huh Stud?" She joked as she plucked me into the sky, dropping me into the massive canyon between her breasts which I was admiring earlier. It was warm and comfortable, but sweaty as I was submerged up to my chest in her cleavage. I wasn't about to protest however, as this must have been every man's dream at some point in life, and I was achieving it with one of the best looking females I had ever seen.

Something told me there was purely nothing sexual about it for her though, as she pretended I didn't exist while she pulled into the burger joint's parking lot, putting the car in park and stepping outside. She whistled the tune of a catchy pop song that had been on the radio when she pulled in, before opening the door into the bustling business. Completing her order, she was handed her milkshake and sat down in a booth to wait for her food.

As she slurped the milkshake, the all to familiar fingers reached into her cleavage again, pulling out sweaty old me and placing me on the no doubt dirt table, right next to her chocolate shake. As she took a sip from her milkshake, she adjusted her top, giggling as she turned her attention to me once more.

"Enjoy the ride, Stud?" She said with a devilish grin as the burger and fries were delivered to her, the tray set next to my fragile body. She slid me onto the paper which itself was on top of the plastic tray, as I stared up at the gigantic fries in front of me. She started to dig in on the burger, and then
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