You take the oppurtunity of your father just standing over you to get his attention. You stand up and look past his huge junk and lock on to his slightly bearded face.
"Dad, down here!" You shout with excitement, in the hopes that he will eliminate all your problems.
He looks down and locks eyes with you, but instead of freaking out like you though he would, his eyes brighten an a smile forms.
"I can't believe it worked! You even somehow got to my room, I was about to go fetch you." He says as he reaches a hand down and pulls you up to up to his stomach height. From here your sensitive ears could hear the chorus of his organs.
"You did this? Why would you do this?" You say this as anger begins to brew in you.
"Don't get mad now, I was getting sick of you always sneaking out of the house and making me have to wait on you to get home. I'm a single dad with two kids so it shouldn't be this much trouble. Anyway this is my new way of grounding you guys. You won't be aloud to get as much as two feet from me for a week, maybe longer if I decide you haven't leatned your lesson." Your dad states as he walks over to the dresser and pulls out a pair of worn gray briefs and throws them on the bed.
You free your hands and rest them across your dads index finger. "What if I fall or get stepped on? This doesn't sound safe at all."
Your dad smiles down at you. "All your cells have shrunk with you and compacted, making you even tougher but of course nowhere near as strong as your normal self."
He sets you back on the bed and turns around, giving you the closest view of his ass yet as he looks towards the bathroom. He shrugs and turns around to grab his briefs off the bed, almost smothering you with his crotch. He stands back to full height and quickly pulls the weathered briefs up around his waist and let's them snap on. The waistband is so worn that you can't even tell the brand name.
Your father rubs his bulge quickly and says, "Alright I'm dressed for the day."
He begins to reach for you again but you halt him with a question. "I thought you work Friday's? And where are you gonna hold me with just briefs on?"
He smirks a little, "It's a blizzard outside, no ones going anywhere today, and as for where you end up...I'll give you two choices, front or back."
You gawk at him as he rubs his bulge and rotates to where his butt is over you, the fabric was sucked up between his Goliath cheeks and drawn so tightly across them that little imagination was needed to figure what they looked like. He turned again, his crotch radiating plenty of heat to the cold room.
"Never thought I could think of this as a grounding method huh?" He chuckled and flexed a pec as he grabs you up and decides for you...
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