“Found yo—…? Well, damn it… I thought since I beat Ariadne here, I’d get some time to bug Blaise, but… I guess he stepped out?” To your absolute horror, of all people, Jordana came bursting through the door in all her near-goth, massive, jiggling glory. The sight was so magnificent/terrifying, you almost missed the fact that her hips were so wide she had to come through the door sideways… and STILL had to wiggle to keep from getting stuck before she got all the way in. “I guess I can just wait here for Ariadne to get home? Hmph… I came an hour earlier than she said JUST to spend time with Blaise, and he can’t even be considerate enough to be here… not that he would ever willingly wait for me if he knew I was coming…”
Jordana laughed to herself, but whether it was the size difference or just that you were hyper-aware due to this horrifying situation, you could tell it was a bit… forced? Your suspicions were confirmed when the laugh trailed off prematurely, and was immediately followed by a sad sigh. “Maybe Ariadne’s right… I guess I do screw with him a lot, but… He seems to like it when Lill does it! And… I spent so long denying that I like him… it’s not like I could suddenly confess to him now and be taken seriously. Damn it, why couldn’t he be here! At least then I could wrestle him or something and just call it teasing… I’ve waited so long to have my butt all over his face again! Mmmrrr… he’s totally gonna get it on this trip! I’m sitting next to him while we travel, I don’t care what anyone says!”
You were… stunned. Jordana… liked you?! But Jordana didn’t give you any time to process this revelation (let alone any of her other intense feelings towards you), as she suddenly turned away from the bed in a huff. Any leggings she wore were usually stretched to the max, but… the black legging material she wore today was stretched so far across her monolithic ass and thighs that they were practically see through, her dimpled butt cheeks and cottage cheese thighs on full display (so much so, in fact, that you could make out the purple hearts on her otherwise white panties, and the fact that her ass had completely eaten one side for a very lopsided wedgie). Even if you were normal size, you wouldn’t have been able to do much but stare, but at this size you could barely even do that because of the size difference. It was like being at a movie theater in the front row… and then taking a few steps forward. That’s how much of a billboard Jordana’s ass was to you… and then the sky fell.
You very nearly pissed yourself as Jordana made to sit down on the bed… right on you. The leggings audibly creaked at the added pressure from her bending, and you actually saw through small tears that had formed/were forming… not that you couldn’t already see everything underneath. Luckily, Jordana seemed to realize her gigantic hips were going to engulf the suitcase if she continued sitting right here… so to your absolute relief you watched as the entire ass sky shifted to your right before impact. You and the thong you were on still bounced as Ariadne’s mattress springs squealed to accommodate Jordana’s bulk, but to your surprise you survived the ordeal safe and sound… or as safe and sound you could be being tiny on the back string of your sister’s thong next to her even bigger best friend… especially when said friend looked right at you.
“Geez, he even packed for her? Even her undies, by the looks of it.” You clung to the thong in complete panic as Jordana picked up the article, apparently not looking at you so much as what you were on, and began to hold it up and inspect it. The thong somehow was both humongous to be able to fit hips like Ariadne’s, but tiny at the same time for what little it would cover once she had them on… and unbeknownst to you, it would have been hard pressed to even fit Ariadne any more no matter how big it had looked to you. “But… why are these still out? Wait… was Blaise perving on his sister’s undies? No wonder he’s okay with ‘packing’ for her. Hahaha.” You couldn’t help but feel indignant at the accusation despite your situation, but your thoughts were interrupted as a sadness once more washed over Jordana’s face. “I mean… if he wanted to perv on undies, he could have done it whenever he was over at our place… I would have buried him in my underwear if I knew that’s what he wanted…” You were again shocked to the core, almost to the point of letting go of the string you were dangling from as Jordana took an experimental sniff of the thong. “This isn’t even enough material to pick up a scent. If he really wanted to perv and sniff some undies, he should have asked me! I mean, I’ve been wearing this pair for days, and I’m sure it’s absorbed a LOT of smells… Maybe I’ll work that into my teasing act for him…” You shivered at the thought, suddenly much more glad than you ever thought you’d be about not being noticed at this size, but then Jordana carried on. “But… maybe Ariadne’s right… I mean… this probably IS one of my last shots to confess to him… Actually… yeah! I’ll… I’ll show him how I feel on this trip! Well… if the opportunity presents itself…”
It was almost a cute moment… at least until— SPPPLLOOOORRRSSDHHHTTT!!!!— Jordana released a humongous fart, immediately filling the room with stink. “Speaking of opportunity, maybe since Blaise isn’t here, I could sneak the panties I’m wearing into his pillow case… would be a great surprise for him when he gets back… especially if my feelings get across… As for this thong…”
Choices:
1. “Since Blaise likes it so much, I’m sure Ariadne wouldn’t mind me borrowing them? She’ll understand if I tell her I’m finally making my move…” Jordana remains unaware of you for now, and even though there’s no way the tiny (to her) thong will ever fit properly, Jordana does her best to wear it for you (unfortunately with you still clinging to the back). ((I’d assume some Home Alone type confusion could lead to everyone leaving without noticing Blaise isn’t immediately with them, and/or they think he’s going to catch up later somehow.))
2. “Since Blaise likes these so much, I’ll put them in my luggage. There’s no way these would fit, but I can get something similar to wear around him while we travel. And who knows? Maybe if he pervs again and looks for them in my luggage, maybe he can learn what some REAL undies are like.” Jordana puts the thong (and you) in her luggage (unaware for now as above). Unfortunately, most of her clothes… aren’t exactly clean. And if she does find you in them later, she’d probably be more than happy to indulge your ‘perving ways’ regardless of your size.
3. “Wait… Blaise?!” Jordana notices your tiny form, realizes you heard everything she was saying, and far from being mad, she decides that this is her chance to ‘win you over’. Despite any attempts to explain/trying to get help from this shrinking situation, it’s much easier for Jordana to believe that you somehow did this yourself and are too embarrassed to admit it than to think you ‘randomly’ shrunk onto the tiny back string of your sister’s thong, and far from shaming you for ‘your’ behavior, she intends to show you that you don’t have to ‘resort’ to perving on your sister to get all the underwear action ‘you desire’.
4. Reader’s Choice
5. Time Rewind Reader’s Choice; Someone else actually comes in besides Jordana/the previously listed choices. ((Just wanted to leave this option open in case anyone had any other ideas they wanted to run with.
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