The ground trembled with every step Peter took, it shook the twins to their very core. However what they were experiencing was nothing compared to the unfortunate cousins Richard, Emma and Will who just so happened to be between Peter and the couch. For them it was like an earthquake every two seconds, they were flung into the air every time he brought his foot down. Sadly for them this meant they couldn’t really get out of Peter’s way as he approached.
First to go was poor Richard, who curled up and screamed as Peter’s socked foot came down on him like a meteor, the weight of his foot instantly reducing Richard to a tiny red spot between the hard floor and the fabric covered foot. In his next step, his foot came down right in front of Emma, who from the impact, was actually launched decently high into the air and on top of Peter’s foot. She held on for dear life as the foot raised again, bringing her high before crashing down at tremendous speed, like a carnival ride from hell. While Emma clung to life, a shadow was cast over poor Will who desperately tried to outrun it. He barely makes it before the foot comes down right behind him. Just like Emma, the impact caused Will to fly off the ground. Unlike Emma though, he didn’t go high enough to be on top of the foot. Instead he was at just the right height for the foot to slam into him as it raised, which launched poor Will across the room, while he tried to scream but couldn’t do to the amount of blood flooding his lungs from the kick. He hit the wall with a sickening crunch, his body going limp as it came loose from the wall and landed in a flower pot, reduced to nothing more than fertilizer.
Emma’s arms were starting to get tired, she tried desperately to hold on but the next raise of Peter’s foot was just too much for her. Her grip lost, the foot sent her skywards, She nearly passed out from the force just as she pressed into something. Getting her bearings, Emma realised that over Peter continuing on his path, she ended up with a soft enough landing right on the waist of his boxers. Emma started to take a breather thinking she was safe for now just as Peter began to sit down.
Clare and Danielle were still being rocked by the tremors when a massive shadow was cast over them.
“HOLY SHIT HE’S HUUGGEE” the twins screamed in unison as they looked up at their brother, who was so mind numbingly big they could barely make out his face as he turned around to sit.
“OH SHIT HE’S SITTING DOWN, QUICK LEG IT” Clare shouted as she and Danielle began sprinting for the edge of the couch. The shadow being cast on them grew even more as Peter began to sit, his cloth covered ass bearing down on them. Clare was pulling ahead of Danielle just as Peter made contact with the couch. This massive impact sent both girls off their feet and into the air, back towards Peter, more specifically, his crotch. Danielle, who was lagging behind, was sent straight in through the leg hole of the boxers. She screamed, holding her hands out in front of her to break her fall as she collided with Peter’s titanic balls. Before she could even begin to feel disgusted however, Peter leaned a bit forward to get comfortable, which caused his balls to roll over Danielle and settle right on top of her puny form. Her muffled screams and attempts to kick were useless, as she was just far too small to ever get noticed, especially while stuck under her brother’s slightly sweaty sack.
As for Clare she got flung flailing and screaming through the air, towards the flap of the boxers. She started panicking even more however, when Peter leaned a bit forward. This caused the head of Peter’s absolutely monolithic cock to peak ever so slightly outside the flap. Clare was in hysterics as she landed head first on the flaccid head, right onto a wrinkle in the foreskin. She was planning on quickly jumping for the cloth, when suddenly, Peter leaned back as he settled. This caused Clare to be whisked into the dark reaches of Peter’s boxers as the head came away from the flap. Clare hung on for dear life as the head draped over the balls, praying that she would find away to contact Peter.
Peter leaning back also freed Danielle from under the balls, well not so much freed she was still kinda stuck, but she was no longer under them and could actually move.
“First, I gotta find Clare, then we’ll figure out how to get Peter’s attention” she mumbled to herself while holding back the urge to puke, as she began to climb up her brother’s balls, using the smaller wrinkles as handholds. She climbed for what felt like ages until she finally reached the top of these stadium sized orbs. She was catching her breathe when she heard someone calling for help.
“That must be Clare, I’M COMING HOLD ON” she shouted running, well more like moon walking across the scrotal expanse towards the voice. When she reached the base of the cock , she heard the voice again coming from above her.
“Of course you ended up there, why wouldn’t you have” she sighed to herself, as she started the climb up her brother’s member.
While all that was happening below, Peter was just mindlessly flicking through channels looking for something to watch when he started to feel a bit irritated.
“Man the waistband of these boxers is chaffing me like mad” he lamented, as he pulled at it to make it more comfortable.
This spelled doom for Emma, as she was right where Peter pulled on it. She couldn’t keep her balance as the band came away from Peter’s slightly chubby stomach. She eventually fell with a high pitched scream as she tumbled into the darkness, as the band snapped shut behind her. She landed with a hard enough thud onto the head ass first. She felt a bit bruised from that fall, but before she could check, she spotted another tiny person that looked familiar.
“Clare is that you?” she asked puzzled
“EMMA?!” Clare shouted, “YOU SHRUNK TOO?”
“Apparently yeah” Emma answered
As the two girls went through what has happened to them, Danielle finally reached the top and spotted them both.
“CLARE I FOUND YOU AND Emma?” she said with a puzzled look. She ran over to them and they started to get each other up to speed.
“If all of us are shrunk couldn’t that mean everyone who was here did as well?” Emma asked.
“ I’d believe so, if that’s the case we have to try and get Peter’s attention, before he hurts someone” Danielle said, unaware of the two deaths already caused by Peter.
“But how? We are literally the size if gnats, maybe even smaller compared to him, he’s like if Mount Everest could walk” Clare said with a panicked quiver in her voice.
“ We have to try something we can’t just sit here and do nothing” Emma stated, as she stomped her foot. Shortly after this the ground beneath them emitted the faintest throb, which startled the girls but gave Danielle an idea.
“ Guys this is how we get his attention we’re standing on it, the most sensitive part of a guy” Danielle stated.
“Are you serious Dani?! I am not getting off my brother” Clare said with a disgusted look on her face.
“I think it’s the only way Clare, would you rather everyone be lost forever, just grow a pair and suck it up” Emma bluntly said, as her and Danielle walked towards the slit to start. With a defeated sigh Clare ran to join them.
“ I swear to god if this ever gets out I’ll kill ye” she snapped, as they all got on their knees and started doing whatever they thought they could to get a reaction out of Peter, and hopefully be found. They tried caressing it, rubbing their bodies along it even tried licking it, which they immediately began regretting. Nothing seemed to work until Danielle decided to work on the slit. From this size it was like a chasm, but she still took a shot and lowered her hand down the inside and gave it a hard smack. Then she felt it again, a very minor throb.
“Hey guys, get over here and do as I do” she said proudly as the two girls joined her and followed suit.
Unfortunately, they weren’t causing a tiny bit of stimulus if any at all. It was all coincidence, just the subconscious moving’s of a cock as Peter was watching T.V as a yoga commercial came on. He’s cock tensed ever so slightly, not even enough to grab his attention. All Peter was thinking about was how wrecked he felt.
This slight tensing of the ground beneath their feet was a disaster for the girls, especially considering where they were. Danielle slipped from the tremble and screamed for help as she fell forward. Clare grabbed onto her sisters legs and tried to pull her up, but she lost her footing too as she pulled. Emma then made a mad grab for her cousins legs, she got hold but was immediately pulled in, as she couldn’t support both of their weights.
And so it was three girls being swallowed alive by a living mountain, that didn’t even register their existence. They fell for what felt like miles through the smelly tube, holding on to each other so they wouldn’t lose sight of one another. Every so often they would touch off the side off the slimy tube as they fell, the twins were hurt from these wall rubs but always seemed to shrug it off. Emma however felt every bruise and skin rash as she bumped off the sides. Eventually the tube opened up into a massive chamber, and they landed in it with a splash. Again the twins walk it off relatively fine, but Emma was stinging all over from the impact. The girls got a good look at their surroundings, the walls glistened and gave off a slight pulse. The liquid around them was filled with tiny tadpole like creatures, swarming their legs. There was no doubt about it, they were in one Peter’s balls.
“ I can’t believe we’re in his balls, we’ll never be found now” Clare sobbed as she brought her knees to her chest.
“Clare I promise you, We’ll find a way out of here that won’t kill us and get his attention, I’m sure of it” Danielle said trying to comfort Clare in her arms. The twins backs were turned to Emma who wasn’t having that great of a time, aching all over, she just wanted to fall asleep in the warm seed, when disaster struck again.
Peter hearing a growl from his stomach got up off the couch.
“Well I haven’t eaten anything since last night, let’s see what I can whip up in the kitchen” he said as he adjusted his sack as it was sticking to his leg.
Clare and Danielle held onto each other as their whole world was rocked wildly. A wave of cum washed over them, even with some of the tadpoles and splooge finding its way into their mouths. Gagging and coughing they prayed it would be over soon, the ‘waters’ around them being whipped into a frenzy. Soon enough, things calmed down but with one crucial detail missing.
“Hey Dani? Where’s Emma?”