This choice: You pick up and much to your surprise, it's your mom... • Go Back... "Good morning sleepyhead" Your mom sweetly greeted you, albeit with a hint of smug playfulness, very much like Lillian's.
"Morning mom. Why are you calling the house phone?" You asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Because a certain sleepy boy forgot to plug his phone and probably the battery just died after ringing to wake him up" She replied in a deadpan but still kinda playful tone.
"Anyway I'm calling to remind you we're going on a vacation to Mexico" She said.
"We what?!" You almost choked, that alone was enough to snap you the heck out of your grogginess from having just woken up.
"Blaise, I've told you since 2 months ago, and I've been repeating time after time... but I know, you got your father's short term memory, sadly" She sighed.
"To be fair, I almost forgot too, I'm doing some last minute shopping. We still got the rest of the day to prepare, we're leaving at night" She giggled.
"Uh, okay... what should I do?" You asked.
"Pack your stuff, and your sister's if you can, she should be on her way home, she should be arriving soon" Your mom replied and you nodded.
"See you after shopping, Bye-bye!" She giggled again and sent you a few kisses before she hung up.
'Welp, I guess that means there IS actually something to do' You yawned and stretched your arms. You went to your bathroom to wash your face, then left your bedroom and went to the kitchen to make a glass of chocolate milk for yourself, virtually, your equivalent to coffee in terms of functioning as a wake-up/energy boosting drink. Ariadne sometimes poked fun at you not drinking much coffee until you showed her scientific data that chocolate milk was even good for the muscles, and ever since she's joined you on the 'chocolate milk>coffee' team.
Not feeling too hungry yet, you decided to start packing your stuff instead of cooking breakfast, the milk providing some hunger relief on its own anyway. As time passed, you began thinking about this family trip. How long would it last? Where exactly in Mexico are you going? You'd wonder why, but you were sure both of your parents felt nostalgia for their homeland so you weren't gonna argue that one, but being away from Jen was a tough blow to absorb, and even though in a way you sometimes wished Lillian would give you a break, you knew that without her constantly making you company you'd feel pretty lonely...
Time flew by, and before you realized, you packed up as many clothes and other useful things as you could. You were pretty sure that a trip like this was going to take a considerable chunk of your Summer Vacation, which in a way it sucked, and you hoped whatever you did there was well worth it. You went to Ariadne's room to repeat the process, now with her stuff. It was a little weird, now that you thought about it, neither your mom nor your sister were all that embarrassed about you seeing their underwear (or them in their underwear for that matter, much to your chagrin), so asking you to pick it up, wash it or other things never bothered them too much, nor it seemed strange to them. In a way, you were used to the sight of bras, panties and thongs, but that didn't stop you from getting flustered by these things. And Lillian knew, taking advantage of these facts to also strut around in her underwear when she was at her own home...
'At least she hasn't tried pulling that here yet... keyword being "yet"...' You thought with a cold shiver.
The sheer size of Ariadne's underwear was shocking, reminding you that she nearly matched Lillian's ass in size, and her boobs surpassed Jen's. You shook your head, trying to literally shake those thoughts off, and you kept on packing her stuff. You chuckled, imagining she'd be pretty happy that you did this for her, for someone that loved exercising and sports, she was kind of lazy for chores and other activities, often offering you some kind of favor or even money to do them for her, plus a very generous dose of what she dubbed 'big sister affection', which could include bear-hugs, sitting on your lap, making you rest on her admittedly impressive abs or, most unfortunately for you, endure her protein-induced farts. You couldn't even blame her since you knew your mom was pretty much the same.
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3) You finished packing Ariadne's stuff without an issue. Finally, your stomach grumbled and decided it was about time to have some breakfast, so you walked out of the room and went to the kitchen to prepare something while awaiting for Ariadne's arrival, and eventually your parents', to proceed with the trip...
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2) Just as you were packing Ariadne's stuff, you couldn't help but notice that, just like Lillian, she seemed to have a large collection of skimpy thongs, as well as many thong-type bikini bottoms. You guessed there'd be some swimming to be done and packed also the proper clothes for that. Still, it felt weird, and you knew Ariadne would probably show all of these off when she wore them. But, being built like a literal Amazon, she couldn't be blamed for having self-confidence that went through the roof.
However, you began feeling a weird tingling in your hands when you picked a particularly skimpy thong of hers.
"What the hell?!" You wondered out loud, noticing that your speech slurred a little. You raised an eyebrow, you'd never drunk alcohol in your life, nor taken any drugs, but you felt that the thoughts in your brain were slowing down, disrupted by an unseen force. Shaking your head, you put the underwear on the bed and slap yourself, trying to wake yourself up, but you only felt more drained and sleepy, then dizzy, it felt as if the world was melting around you and put in a blender.
"Holy shit, is this a stroke?" You said "Need... help..." You considered walking out, but your sense of balance was already shot, and you knew even a short, bad fall, could snap your neck, so you decided to play it safe and laid on top of Ariadne's bed while reaching for your phone. Your consciousness was fading fast, and you tried acting as fast as you could, but even the commands sent from your brain to your hand were slowed down, and it didn't respond with the correct timing, making you struggle as you dialed your mom's number. Before you could push the 'call' button, your body finally gave out and you got knocked out cold, right where you laid, with the phone still in your hand.
As you were unconscious, you rolled in your 'sleep', laying on top of Ariadne's underwear, and that's when your body began shrinking, quite rapidly so, your tall 6'3" frame reduced to a mere 1/10th of an inch in just a few minutes. laying right in the middle of the now gigantic piece of underwear. An unknown amount of time passed until you finally began waking up, feeling the equivalent of a hangover, or worse, as you'd never had one... A series of rhythmic earthquakes stirred you up from your sleepy state, and you made an effort to try and stand up, memories of what was going on before were now fuzzy and vague, but you felt like if enough time passed you'd be able to remember.
Meanwhile, completely oblivious to your current predicament, someone walked into the room... but who?
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4) You vaguely heard someone knocking on your door, which was a bit odd, since there was a doorbell, besides, you weren't really expecting anyone at this time today. But it could be literally whatever so you shrugged, shoved the clothes in your hand into the large travel bag and headed out of Ariadne's room to go answer the house's front door, wondering who it was...
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[Note]: I dun goofed with the choices here, choices 2 and 3 were meant to be reversed, but I ended up writing the chapter meant for choice 3 in #2, and just recently fixed it.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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