After Riley freed you, she dashed upstairs, leaving you in peace to finish reforming and actually get a bit of breakfast.
You recalled that today was a big day, with a lot of family and friends coming over to hang out. You often spent time with your extended group of friends and family, but it wasn't often that so many found themselves in one place at the same time. Truthfully, you were a bit nervous about so many people being in one place (and one person in particular had you on high alert), but you were still hopeful that your typically awful luck would hold off long enough to enjoy the day and make some memories.
Once ready, you headed out into the living room, and took up a position on the coffee table in the center of the room, which was surrounded by the couch and two recliners. You patiently waited for the first of the guests to arrive, which you knew would be at any moment. The aforementioned first guest was a habitually punctual woman, after all.
Sure enough, less than a minute later, and the doorbell rang. From upstairs, Mari, Juli, and Riley bounded down the stairs, your wife and daughter just as excited as you were to have such a fun day with a huge gathering of family and friends. Mari had changed into dark purple-and-black compression shorts and a neon purple-and-black sports bra, Juli was wearing a rather revealing front-tied top and an itty-bitty miniskirt, and Riley was dressed in tight black compression shorts and a low-cut tank top.
Mari quickly unlatched the door, and moved aside as your dear sister Jenna Jacobs and her wife and son strolled into the house.
It was amazing how much Jenna still looked like her twenty-year-old self, with only a slight air of maturity to suggest the twenty-plus years that had passed since then. She still had her sideswept dirty-blonde hair, tanned skin, and a slim physique much more subdued than most of the giantesses in your life. Her curves had increased slightly in the past two decades, and were highlighted today by a tasteful frilled blouse and mid-thigh-length skirt. Her glasses, perhaps her most trademark feature, rested on the bridge of her nose, and your sister paused to adjust them before allowing herself to be assaulted by hugs from Mari and your daughters.
During the hugs, you spotted two tiny little beings nestled in the crook of the back of Jenna's neck, recognizing them as Jenna's wife Piper, and their young son Aiden, both affected. No doubt they'd hidden back there to avoid any potential crushing incidents induced by Mari and your daughters' aggressively affectionate hugs. While you were still the primary recipient of squishing accidents involving your family members, Piper and Aiden had gone through their fair share of incidents thanks to the frequent obliviousness of Mari, Riley, and Juli.
When the hugs subsided, Jenna approached the couch and claimed a seat, sparing you a soft, warm smile. "Good morning, Matt. It's really good to see you, thanks for inviting us."
"Of course, Jenna." You nodded. "Wouldn't be the same without you."
Jenna nodded back, but you still saw the faintest hint of a teardrop in the corner of her eye, before she blinked it away.
Even twenty years on, your little sister was still haunted by the ways in which she'd bullied and tormented you relentlessly growing up. She hadn't just seen you as a fun distraction to curb her boredom. She'd hated you, and that resentment had driven her actions. She'd done unspeakable things to you in the past, and her actions had cost you thousands of hours of your life you'd never get back, and came dangerously close to tearing apart your relationships with everyone you held dear.
She'd come to her senses eventually (after a particularly...memorable...Paris vacation), and you'd been more than eager to forgive her, as you had never been able to hate her despite all that she did to you. Jenna's gratitude towards you for forgiving her was immense, and perhaps the impetus for her pursuing the Fair Tiny Treatment Foundation so fervently. Regardless of the reason, your sister had done more than enough amazing work for affected the world over. How could you possibly ever hate her?
From behind Jenna's neck, Piper and Aiden slid down your sister's arm and landed on the coffee table, strolling over to meet you. As Piper approached, she held a hand over her eyes and scanned the horizon.
"Huh...weird. Coulda sworn Matt was over here." She said in a loud, theatrical voice, and you rolled your eyes. Putting your hands on your hips, you stared up at her. Way up at her.
"Ha ha, Piper. That's just as funny the thousand and first time, thanks." You chastised, but in as joking a tone as you could manage.
The precocious pinkette let out a faux gasp, then glanced down at you. "Oh, Matt! There you are, you little scamp! Come 'ere!" Wriggling her fingers tauntingly, Piper lunged into a grab, wrapping her arms around you. Before you could protest, your face was mashed firmly into the abundant swell of her breasts, and you stifled a groan.
Piper Jacobs (formerly Brooks) had absolutely not changed in twenty years, or at least as far as personality was concerned. She was still an energetic and uncontrollable free-spirit who could never pass up an opportunity for pranks and teasing. Her vibrant pink hair and pronounced physique (for an affected) were enough to make her stand out all on their own, combined with her shockingly loud voice. It was little surprise she still sung for her band, the Banshees of Inches-Higher, with Dodger and Sydney.
When you'd first met Piper, you two didn't get along at all. Apparently, she'd suffered for most of her childhood because of her affected older brother, Doug. It had given her a huge complex against tiny brothers, and she'd taken some anger out on you when Jenna wasn't looking even if (due to this occurring after the Paris trip) Jenna promised you were nice and worth trusting. She eventually settled down, which was good, as you couldn't help but wonder how some alternate timeline version of yourself could've possibly handled a devious Jenna and Piper working together to torment you.
Also, her attitude chilling might've had something to do with Doug disappearing. You weren't sure where he'd ended up, but Jenna got awkward whenever it was brought up, and sometimes made comments about your Aunt Cass' wardrobe, whatever that meant.
Regardless, what really mattered with Piper in terms of her making an impression was her height. Years ago, Piper had already been a certified genetic anomaly by standing at an inch-and-a-half. And yet, around the age of twenty-six, her crazy genes decided to give her one more growth spurt, and she'd ballooned to a full two-inches in height, making her easily the biggest affected of all time. While still bug sized to the unaffected masses, Piper's two inches made her twice your height (and the height of all other tinies) which was a massive discrepancy...and the source of much playful teasing on her part.
Piper finally released you from her hug, and you stumbled back (your face squished into the indentation of her boobs), and you were caught by your nephew, Aiden.
A sweet but sheltered boy, Aiden really locked up to you as an affected male role model, and you did your best to fill that assignment. Aiden had tanned skin, hair a mixture of Jenna's blonde and Piper's natural black, and even had Jenna's poor eyesight and glasses. He was an extremely shy and naïve boy, thanks to Jenna and Piper being a bit too overprotective. You'd endeavored to show him the ropes of navigating life as a tiny, though your bad luck often made you out to be more of a fool than an example to follow.
You took in the sight of Aiden and his mother's attire (Aiden in a simple black tee and shorts, and Piper in a hot-pink hoodie and leggings), but the doorbell rang before you could say anything else. The final two guests for the day had arrived.
Riley and Juli swung open the door, and in came Zoey Reed and Persephone Graham.
Zoey Reed was a sight for sore eyes, to be sure. The best friend (and crush) of Juli, Zoey was a fellow Weston student pursuing Cosmetology. Tall, with close-cropped purple-dyed hair, hazel eyes, and pale skin, she had a lean toned physique and possessed incredible confidence and charm. She was also an angel in human clothing, having saved you thousands of times from your family and other accidents. She was a true friend to tinies.
The same couldn't be confirmed for the other girl, Persephone. The sports rival (and obvious mutual romantic attraction) of Riley, the girl had pale skin, platinum-blonde hair, and dark eyes. She had a fairly soft-spoken constitution, belayed by her incredible beauty and pronounced curves that had seen her titled as 'The Doll of Weston' on campus. She rivaled your daughter in terms of sports skills, and was also the daughter of Penelope Graham, your old nightmarish bully. Whether she followed in her mom's footsteps...was a topic without clear answer.
Honestly, Juli asking for Zoey to come over was expected, but it had surprised you when Riley asked for Persephone to come. Your daughter and blushed and stammered some excuse about 'competing or whatever'. Their will-they-won't-they was exhausting, sometimes.
With everyone in attendance, Mari clapped to get people's attention, then cleared her throat to announce the day's itinerary.
1) She's arranged free passes for everyone to head to The Oasis for a fun day in the sun!
2) She's pulled out all the old photo albums. It's time for trips down memory lane!
3) She's meticulously planned out a Jacobs-and-Co Olympics, with specific challenges and competitions for everyone to enjoy.
4) *Writer's Choice*
5) *Writer's Choice*
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