Title: Story attempt
Name: tech
"OK, so it wasn't the best idea I ever had. Just
calm down Harry, I need to think." Sandy
whispered. She hoped that keeping her vioce low
would help Harry gain control, she needed to
think and he was not helping with his yelling and
whining, but he did look cute she thought to
herself.
"Calm down, you want me to calm down? Are you
crazy, just look at me. Look what you have done
to me. Damn it how can you expect me to calm
down. I am gonna kill you, I cann’t believe you
got me into this, this, this shit, damn." Harry
said in a barely audible scream, trailing off at
the end.
"Look Harry your screaming and ranting are not
helping, so, SHUT UP ALREADY." she said the last
in a loud whisper that brought Harry up short.
He looked at her for a moment and then just seem
to collapse in on himself, his rage gone, he
seemed to become truly aware of his predicament.
Sandy watched his mood go from rage, to stunned
awareness, to concern, to fear, and last he
seemed on the verge of crying, go figure Harry
crying, who would have every thought any
situation could cause that. She shifted herself
from a kneeling position to sitting cross-legged
and tried to figure how to solve their current
problem. The problem, how to get out of the cave
they are stuck in, and oh yeah, the problem of
Harry, normally a 6 ft man now standing in front
of her at an incredible 6 inches.
Sandy and her now diminutive boy friend had been
on a hike in the woods around the lake. Sandy,
the avid nature lover, had decided to go off the
main trail and camp near the summit of Mt.
Luificial. Harry, just along for the exercise,
and of course because Sandy was there, followed
her lead after she assured him it was perfectly
safe. It was an easy ascent and they were
enjoying the hike when they found a hole. Well
more like it found them, and they fell through
the leaves and vines covering it,falling 20 to 30
feet down. They had been saved from any serious
injuries by a small pool of water that had formed
at the bottom of the shaft.
They had dragged themselves out of the pool and
started drying off, when Sandy watched as Harry
just seemed to disappear. One second he was there
the next he was gone. His clothes fell to a pile
on the ground where Harry had been standing. Then
his shirt started moving and she heard something
that sounded like, well like someone with very
bad laryngitis screaming. Then from under the
shirt came a naked 6 inch version of Harry. Sandy
had been so relieved at first that she burst out
laughing.
From Harry's point of view he had been watching
Sandy trying to dry off, her wet close clinging
to her body, leaving nothing to the imagination,
and he was enjoying the sight when the lights
went out.
First he noticed that he was naked and in some
kind of collapsed tent. He started yelling for
Sandy and searching for her when he reached the
end of the tent. As he came out from under the
cloth he saw Sandy. She was standing there at a
height he could not even begin to guess, she was
huge, like the Statue of Liberty come to life.
Then as he just gapped at her she started to
laugh, and for all the world he could not figure
out why.
"Harry its going to be ok. We will figure a way
to get out of here and then we'll find a way to
get you back to normal." she said. He just kept
looking at her, not saying anything. He seemed to
be shaking and shivering, going into shock she
guessed. He sat down, well he just sort of fell
on his butt, and he just kept staring at her,
still shivering and shaking.
"Harry say something, you're starting to scare
me." she whispered. Nothing. He sat there kind of
looking at her but not seeing her. "Harry, common
honey tell me you're ok." this time in her normal
voice, and just as before, no response.
Ok she thought, with just a hint of panic racing
through her, he is going into shock, how do you
treat that? Warmth, he needs to be kept warm.
Well then she thought, I can do that, especially
at his size. She slowly reached out, the whole
time speaking softly, telling him he would be
just fine, telling him how much she loved him,
and wrapped her fingers around him and picked him
up. She was surprised to find him a little
heavier than she had thought, but she could still
easily handle him in one hand. She bought him
close to her face to examine him better, making
sure he had no injuries. Then she took off her
shirt and placed him between her breasts, folding
her arms under her breast to hold him in place as
she continued to talk softly to him.
"Harry honey, can you hear me, can you talk baby,
I really need you to talk to me if you can." she
spoke these words in the most quite, gentle voice
she could manage. He still seemed to be shivering
though, and that worried her. She kept talking in
that same reassuring voice and held him trapped
in her cleavage for a few minutes. Then she
noticed that he was no longer shivering. At first
she thought he might have gone flat line, but she
could still feel his ever so light breathing.
Smiling she said, "Harry your doing better honey,
you just relax, and I'll take care of you, just
take it easy."
They sat like that for a few more minutes until
she felt him moving. He seemed to be looking
around trying to figure out where he was. She
watch with an amused smile as he looked all
around, oblivious to her presence. Then he looked
up, and screamed. She jumped, almost unfolding
her arms, but his scream was one of shock,
escaping from him for just a second, and then he
was calm again. Finally under control he looked
up at her.
"What is going on, what are you doing, let me
down" Harry said so fast she almost did not catch
it.
"Are you sure that's a good idea honey, you were
going into shock and this was the best way to
keep you warm, but if you think you're ok I can
set you down." She said a motherly voice.
"Yeah I'm fine just let me down please." She
noticed him starting to struggle, trying to get
his arms free, and the fact that he was have
trouble escaping her breasts made her want to
laugh. He was so tiny, so helpless, her heart
just went out to him. She wanted to protect him,
to keep him safe and close. She consider just
keeping him trapped in between her breasts, there
was nothing he could do about it, and he would be
safer here than anywhere else.
"Hey Sandy could you please let me down, I'm ok,
really, just set me down, let me get some firm
ground under my feet and I will be just fine." he
said with some concern seeping into his voice.
"Harry are you implying that my breast are not
firm. You never complained before, as I remember
you used to love them. You would fondle them, and
nibble them and suck on them, but now they are
not good enough for you. I mean you could be a
little more considerate of them, seeing as how
they just saved your life. I mean really, show a
little gratitude to them. The least you could do
is thank them before I let you go." She managed
to say all this with a reasonably straight face,
but the giggling at the end ruined most of the
effect.
"Ha ha, very funny, could you please just put me
down. Come on Sandy just let me down this is not
funny." this time it was said with more than a
little anxiety in his voice. He also started
struggling again, this time he managed to get his
arms free. He then tried to pull himself up from
between her breasts. The problem was that when he
pushed down on her once large, now hill sized
breast, his arms just made little dents in her
cleavage. Worse still was that Sandy started
laughing.
"Sorry Harry I don't mean to laugh but that
tickles. Ok I have had my little fun I'll set you
down now. Just relax and don’t move." She then
unfolded her left arm and with that hand she
pressed him against her while she moved her
right. With her breast hanging free she put her
right hand under him and let him fall into her
palm as she removed her left hand. She was still
in a playful mood, and instead of putting him
down bought him up to her lips for a quick kiss
that cover his face and part of his chest, and
then set him down.
"Thanks Sandy, now that I am back among the
coherent, have you thought about how to get us
out of here, or how to get me back to normal." He
said as he sat down, this time with more control,
and looked up at her expectantly.
"No Harry, I was concern about you and had all my
attention on you. So if you have any ideas on
what we can do to get us out of here I am all
ears. The opening at the top seems to be almost
straight up, and the sides seem very smooth so I
don't think I can climb out. I have rope but I
don't have any thing to secure it with. To top if
all off I don’t think anyone will be looking for
us or walking by for quite some time. Other than
that cheery news, I have got nothing."
Harry took this in, and then started looking
around the cave they were in. The pool was chest
deep, or had been when he had first entered it.
The water must be fed from below the surface,
sense they neither saw nor heard any running
water. The water did not have anything growing on
it like swamps or still water so it must get
turned or refreshed often. Then he noticed
something, it looked like a tree root hanging
about 30 or 40 feet above the pool. Check that,
make it about 2 or 3 feet for any normal person.
"Hey Sandy do you see that root over there by the
pool." He shouted
"Yep, what about it." she said back not really
thinking about it.
"Well do you think you could pull it out of the
wall and see how high it goes." he said
excitedly.
"I can try but I don’t see how that can help. Its
pretty small and there is no way I can climb it.
It looks like it couldn't support a child let
alone an adult." this last part trailed off as
Harry's inspiration hit her. "Do you think you
could climb that thing. Hold on what are you
going to do once you climb up there. You cann't
go for help, at your size it would take to long
and you would be in too much danger, I wont let
you do that Harry." she said in no uncertain
terms.
"One thing at a time please. Why don’t you just
pull in out of the wall and see if it goes up to
the top. If that works then we can discuss what
to do next." he said. Her treatment of him was
starting to grate on his nerves, he wasn't a
child after all, but he could put up with it as
long as it got him out of here and to someone who
might be able to restore him to his normal size.
"OK take cover here it goes." she saunter over
and started to pull on the root. It came out of
the wall throwing dirt and rocks all over her,
but it went all the way to the top of the hole.
"Cool, but you're not going to climb up there by
yourself its just too dangerous. I wont have you
getting eaten, or getting lost cuase I am not
there to watch over you."
"OK but do you have that sewing kit in you bag
still. Please tell me you do."
"I sure do but I don't see how that can help,
unless you want me to sew you some clothes. I
kind of like watching you run around in the nude,
you are so cute, have I told you that." she said
with enough wistfulness in her voice that it
threw him off tack for a moment.
"Whatever. Just listen to me. I can take some of
the thread, climb the root. Once I get to the top
I can loop the thread around something big and
send that end of thread back down to you. You,
with your now goddess like stature can tie the
rope to it and draw it up to me, where I can tie
it off. Then you can climb on up. Does that sound
like a plan or what. Mcguyver look out." he said,
please with himself.
"Well it's nice to see that your brains did not
shrink with the rest of you. Give me a sec and
I'll set the whole thing up." Sandy said
excitedly. It took her only moments to find all
that she needed. Then she brought it over to him
and gave him one end of the thread to tie around
his waist. She resisted the urge to pick him up
with the thread and dangle him in front of her,
but just barely. Then she picked him up without
warning and started to walk him over to the root.
"Wait, what are you doing. Don't just grab me up
and start walking like that, damn that's scary."
he shouted.
She held him up to her face and asked, "Well you
don’t want to start from the bottom of the root
do you? I can save you about a third of the trip
up, and at your size that could save you hours of
climbing."
"Well you could give a guy a warning, that is one
hell of arush when you pick me up. It might seem
small to you, but its a long way up here to me,
and you move very fast." he said nearly out of
breath.
"Sorry, I guess I just don’t know my own size. I
promise to be more careful with you in the future
baby." she said in a not so innocent voice.
Harry started his climb and it went without a
hitch. When he got to the top he found a tree
stump that he guessed would hold her weight, and
looped the thread around it. Then started to
lower the thread. Thats when he ran into
problems. The damn thread kept catching on the
root or side of the cave wall. Even better was he
could not find anything small enough for him to
handle to tie the thread to. Then Sandy came up
with the solution.
"Hey Harry, just tie it around you and I'll lower
you to me. You should be able to avoid the things
catching the tread." Damn why hadn’t he thought
of that.
Well here goes nothing he thought. He started to
propel himself down. It went smoothly till he got
near the end. Then Sandy got playful again. As he
was about to back down the rest of the way, she
pulled him up a little so that he would lose his
footing. Then she lowered him the rest of the
way, not to her hand, but to her cleavage. She
had her shirt back on, and it barely held her
breasts in place. She lowed him in and then
buttoned the shirt up, effectively locking him
in.
"What are you doing Sandy let me out of here."
"I don't think so little guy, you need to be in a
safe place as I climb up, and I figure this would
be the safest. Not only will I know where you are
at all times, but I like the feel of you.", she
said as she finished gathering up her stuff.
Trapped in her cleavage and buttoned up shirt was
not the worst thing he could think of. It wasn't
that it was uncomfortable, but damn she should
have asked instead of just handling him like a
toy. Harry thought about arguing with her, but
decided it was a waste of time, and just tried to
enjoy the moment.
Then all hell broke loose. Harry was jostled and
thrown around in that soft haven. Then he fell
into her cleavage and the next ten minutes where
very interesting. He would be squished between
her breasts and then nearly released before he
was squished again. The worst impacted never even
forced the air out of him, but it was getting
hot, and Sandy was getting sweaty. Again not that
he minded much, but it was a very interest climb.
He had noticed when she hit the top of the shaft
that her angle changed. Where before gravity held
him in place, now he was sliding down her sweaty
breasts. He slipped down to the center of her
cleavage and then over her nipple. He tried to
grab it before he slid to the front of her
breast, but her moving and sweat was to much, and
he slid down the front of her to land softly in
her shirt where she had tucked it in.
"Harry what are you doing, now is not the time to
start playing with my nipple, cann’t you keep
your mind on the problems at hand and out of your
pants. Geesh Harry, we are not out here for a
romantic interlude.", then she began laughing,
unable to hold her amusement at his plight any
longer.
She unbuttoned the top of her shirt, reached in
and grabbed Harry. Bringing him up to her face
she smiled at him, and then began kissing him all
over, telling him through the kiss how great he
was.
"Hey, stop that." Harry sputtered. "I know it was
a great idea, a simple thank you would have
done."
"No, you deserve much more than that, you saved
our asses. I don't think we could have gotten out
of that cave with you at normal size, and I know
I could have never gotten out of there on my own.
You were great, my very own little hero, thank
you, thank you, thank you." in between each thank
was another big wet kiss.
Harry for his part started to like it, his new
big girl friend covering him from head to toe in
kisses was far from the most unpleasant
experience in his life. In fact he enjoyed it so
much he started getting aroused, his member
standing at attention, and for the first time in
his life he hoped it was to small to be noticed.
Half giggling half talking she said "Well, well,
what's this Harry, did I get a little too carried
away with my thank you's. You know at your size
that thing aint gonna be enough to satisfy me,
but I appreciate the effort. Maybe latter we can
work out something, but for now lets just get
home and see what other adventures we can get
into. I think I should hide you till we make a
plan of action, so I going to put you back in my
shirt till we get to the car. I hope you don't
mind."
"I don't, but please take it easy, that climb was
more than a little rough on me."
"Not to worry love, I'll get us out of here in no
time, and as gently as possible" With that said
she place him back in her cleavage, tying her
shirt at the bottom so that it would keep him
from falling down her cleavage to her waist
again. Then she started the long walk back to the
car, wondering what they should do next.
As she neared the more used part of the woods and
lake she began to see more and more people. For
some reason she could not stop smiling, the
thought of walking among all these people and
still having Harry trapped in her cleavage just
gave her an immense satisfaction. She kept
thinking, I know something you don't, as she
returned to her car.
She briefly consider what to do with Harry's car,
but quickly but the thought aside, all his stuff
was back in the hole, and no one was likely to
find it before they had decided what to do next.
She opened the car do, got in and started the
car. She drove the car to the back of the lot,
where there were no other cars or people, and
then brought out Harry.
"How are you holding up so far my little
solider." she asked him. At the same time she
smiled as she examined him anew, to both see if
he was OK and because she like holding him.
Harry for his part seemed like the trip had been
fairly relaxing, and might have even been napping
when she took him from between her bosom and
started to examine her. "I am fine but the heat
in there made me kind of groggy. You could rent
those out as a sauna and make big bucks." he said
as he point to her chest, with a dreamy
expression on his face. Sandy smiled at that and
gave him a sort of hug and nuzzle with her cheek
and nose, then set him down on the passenger car
seat.
"I'd tell ya to buckle up, but I don't think it
would help you much. I'll take it easy but try
and make yourself secure as possible." Then she
but her car in gear and headed home. The trip
went fine, with the sun was almost down so no one
could see into her car, but Sandy felt very
relieved as she pulled into her drive way. She
picked up Harry, placed him in what she now
considered his usual place, her cleavage, and
walked to her door. Unlocking it and walking in
she threw her hiking stuff on the floor next to
the door and walked into the living room. She
plopped down on the couch and open up her shirt
and gently bought out Harry and set him on the
couch next to her.
"Well now what, do we call the police, or some
government office, or what. I have no idea how or
what to do next." They discussed it for about an
hour. Harry was really a very shy guy, it took
him a while to get to know you and open up to
you. His real worry was that he would become some
kind of freak show star. Or that he would just be
taken to some hidden lab and never seen from
again. Neither was very attractive to him. For
her part Sandy could not get over the feelings
Harry now brought out in her. She had consider
him her boyfriend, god she hated that term, for a
good 6 months. She did not know where the
relationship was going but it had felt right to
her. Harry was a nice gentle man, decent looks,
no ego, and open to new experiences. His only
real draw back was he was a huge football fan,
which made Sundays very boring, but she could
deal with that easily. Other than that he was a
great companion for life, and she had often
wondered if this would be the guy to spend the
rest of her life with. Now, with him at this
height she found herself dawn to him in new ways.
Not only did she feel the need to protect him,
she felt, well for a lack of a better term,
empowered. Not that she every really felt second
class or in need of other people or men. She was
a fairly successful programmer. The Y2K scare had
made her money hand over fist, and her reputation
as an expert on the subject was without peer. But
with Harry now half a foot tall she felt like he
belonged to her. She was aware that this was not
fair to him, but what could she do, that was just
how she felt. If Harry did not want to let anyone
know about his condition, she was fine with that,
more than fine. She had been considering not
telling anyone even if he had wanted too.
"Hey Sandy, earth to Sandy, come in Sandy." he
was waving his hands and jumping up and down
trying to get her attention.
"Oops sorry must have zoned there, what were you
saying honey." she had noticed his manhood
bouncing around when he was jumping, and had to
make herself pay real attention to him, while
obviously not looking at it.
"Well as I was saying, I don't fell real
comfortable with the options we have come up with
so far, so would you mind if I just stayed here
for awhile. I can email Mike and Tammy and tell
them to run the business till I get back from a
very sudden need to get away for awhile. They
cann't complain, its not like they never left me
hanging and maybe we can come up with some idea
that doesn't scare the hell out of me."
"You know you can Harry" she could hardly believe
what he was saying, and the thrill it sent
through her was surpising, she just now realized
she could never give up Harry like this, and
hoped that what ever it was that had caused his
shrinking would never wear off.
"Say Harry its been a long hot day, I feel like a
bath, would you like to join me." She said the
last just to be nice, he was joining her whether
he liked it or not, but she might as well try to
make him feel comfortable with the experience.
Harry looked at her for a moment, unsure of what
she had planned, but was sure of only one thing.
Every since his shrinking he was totally at her
mercy, not just because of her size, but because
of how she now made him feel. Her presence was
all he wanted. When she smiled at him, he felt
like he had just done something incredibly
important, and was both very proud and very
pleased that she was happy with him. He would do
anything she asked, and that made him a little
nervous. He had never felt this way before, even
though he thought he loved Sandy before, she was
now his world, and little else mattered. This
feeling is what bothered him, but only till she
smiled, or talked, or did anything to attracted
his attention, and then he was back to feeling
awed by her.
"Sure, ok, that would be good, I could use a
bath." he managed to get out in a stuttering
fashion.
Sandy smiled at him as she picked him up and
carried him to the bathroom. She set harry by the
sink and then turned to the tub and started the
water, setting the knobs to a slightly steaming
heat that would loosen and soothe joints and
muscles. She sat on the edge of the tub stoking
the water with her hand as she watch the level
rise to the height she wanted. Then she turned to
face Harry as she disrobed. Her shirt came off
first and he was visited with the sight of her
wonderful soft inviting breast. Then she
unbuttoned her shorts, every so slowly pulled
down the zipper, and then slid one side down her
hip, then the other, till she could just let them
fall to the floor. She stood there for a second
looking at Harry and judging his reaction, smiled
knowing she had his full attention and then
turned her back to him. Looking over her shoulder
at him, she eased her thumbs into her panties.
Swaying her beautifully rounded cheeks she
slowly, ever so slowly, lowered her panites,
taking her time, enjoying herself and knowing
that Harry was enjoying it too. She slid them
down her thighs, bending and swaying the whole
time it took to slid down those luscious tanned
thighs till she reached her knees. Then letting
them fall to the ground and stepping out of the
she removed her last article of clothing and
turned suddenly throwing her arms out wide
yelled, “TA DA.” She smiled again at Harry, this
time mischievously, and dropped her panties on
him, watching momentarily as he struggled to get
free, and then she grabbed both him and her
panties, separating them, and tossing the panties
aside.
"Are you ready honey" she whispered, barely
audible even to Harry. He could not speak, just
nodding his head as he looked at her with eyes
wide, his very soul captured in her eye's as she
carried him to the steaming water. She step into
the tub and lowered both of them into its warm
embrace. She laid back against the tub with Harry
still in her hand, yet to be immersed in the
water. she closed her eyes and let the relaxation
of the heat infuse her, and then lowed Harry
slowly into the water. She opened her hand on her
knee just under the surface to let Harry stretch
out and feel the heat all over his body to. She
opened her eyes to watch as he actually started
to float on his back.
"Comfy" she asked. His only response was a slight
nod, his eyes now closed, his face seemed very
relaxed. She closed her eyes again to, thinking
of all the things she wanted to do with Harry,
thinking of all the fun she would have with him.
They stayed this way for sometime, just letting
the moment drift one lazy minute followed by
another, no worries, no concerns. Then Sandy
opened her eyes and saw Harry floating down by
her feet. She brought her feet and legs together
and lifted them and Harry up out of the water.
She kept lifting them till Harry started to slide
down to her. He let out a quick yelp before he
started to tumble down her legs. He stooped when
he rolled to a stop at depression that her thighs
made where they joined her body. Laughing lightly
she picked Harry up between her thumb and finger
and brought him to her lips, "It's play time
lover" she said, breathing out the words to cover
him with her breath.
She looked at him expectantly, and he just
nodded, but a smiled crossed his face, ever so
small and very boyishly. Sandy laughed again and
kissed him once, then she stuck her tongue out to
taste him. First she ran it over his face and
neck. Then she dropped him into her other hand so
that he was lying in her palm, and kissed him
again, this time centering on his manhood. Her
tongue came out again and tasted it briefly. The
it returned, the tip of it sliding up and down
his member, bringing it to life. She worked his
erection into her lips and began ever so slightly
sucking it. Then for a minute he was release from
her lips, her hand closed around him and he was
lifted above her mouth. She carefully slid him
into her mouth up to his waist. God, the tongue
returned, teasing, caressing, stroking, and
sliding his member, producing waves of pleasure
he had not thought possible. She continued
fondling him this way long after he had reached a
pleasurable climax and release all he was good
for. Then her hand came and retrieved him from
her mouth and held him in front over her face
again.
"That was" he paused searching for the words,
"that was beyond incredible." he said in a failed
attempt to convey what pleasure she had brought
him. She simply smiled and leaned back till she
was almost laying in the tub. She placed him on
her breast, and put his head near her nipple. He
need no more encouragement, and began at first
stroking and licking it. He noticed her looking
down at him, her expression continent but wanting
more. He began biting her nipple then, and
squeezing it for all he was worth, that brought a
shutter to her, and a deep intake of breath. She
pressed him harder into her breast, and began
rubbing him all over her breast and nipple. First
the left and then the right, she slowly messaged
him into her breasts. Then she placed him into
her cleavage and stood up out of the tub and
walked to her bedroom. Still holding him in place
with one hand, she sat on the bed and leaned
back, letting him go with her hand. He tumbled
down her stomach to land in her lap, he could
hear and feel her slight laughter. She slowly
separated her legs and watched him slide down her
inner thigh to the bed.
Harry looked at her, seeing the expression of
desire on her face bought him a sence of pride
that he felt suddenly awkward and shy, but he new
he would do anything she wanted, any whim she had
was of the utmost importance to him. So he
approached her with but one thought and one goal.
He found her lips and started to slide his entire
body along them. The where already slick with her
fluid, and he found the situation most pleasing.
Then her hand came to spread her lips wide for
him. Her bright pink inner skin exposed she used
her other hand to gently push Harry into her,
head first, till only his feet still protruded
from her. At first he was at a loss for what to
do, and she gave him a slight squeeze with the
muscles that now surrounded him. Then he began
his search for her clitoris, turning and
struggling against the walls of his lover. His
struggles produce the first real sounds of
pleasure he had heard from Sandy, so he redoubled
his efforts.
Sandy felt in heaven. His first touch of her had
been gentle and slight, more a tickle than a
caress. She had needed him then, and could not
wait for him to find his own way. After she had
guided him into her, Jesus but that had been a
rush, the feeling of power it had given were
unbelievable. She had experienced a slight quiver
of an orgasm then when she realized that she had
Harry within her. That quiver had set Harry into
some kind of action, and God was it ever an
ecstasy for her. His movements within her was
causing her more waves of pleasure than she had
ever experienced, and the more she tried to keep
from clamping down with all her power, the more
tiny waves of pleasure she allowed herself to
feel. She started to thrash as she fought her
urges to just squeeze and squeeze and squeeze.
Wave upon wave of pleasure ran through her,
emanating from the small form she had in her, at
that too was another from of pleasure in itself.
Finally she gave in as the orgasms became to much
to control, she arched her back as they rolled
over her, enveloped her and swept her away. The
pleasure finally reached its climax and she
colapsed into the bed. Almost to tired to do so,
she reached down and pulled Harry from her. Her
hand carried his fluid covered body to her face
where she smiled when seeing his hair matted into
place by her passions release. His whole body was
flushed, his breathing heavy, and the smile on
his face, from seeing the bliss on her's, looked
as if it would never come off. She placed him on
her stomach, one hand over his body, and they
both drifted off to sleep.