Mother Child Reunion

“Nervous?” Tess asked, watching her brother pace incessantly back and forth across the polished surface of the coffee table.

Pausing, “You think she is going to be mad?” he asked.

Tess chuckled, “Probably s-Tom-ping mad,” she declared, emphasizing his name embedded in the letters and trying to inject some levity into the room.

The lawyer spoke, “H-how?” mumbled Serena, still struggling to reconcile the fact there was a miniature sized person right there on the table.

“It’s a long and interesting story,” Cassidy replied, grinning and remembering how she felt when she found Tom wedged in the cleft of Janine’s privates at the hospital. It did take a little adjusting.

Jessica appeared at the door, “Mom’s home,” she announced.

Janine thanked her and gave her a brief introduction of the unfamiliar people in the room before essentially dismissing her sister. With Jessica gone once again, Janine looked down to Tom, “You okay?” she queried, giving him a friendly smile.

Tom smiled and nodded, swallowing a chuckle as he remembered being lashed to her pink dildo and planted on the seat of a chair, the elastic tissue of her asshole swallowing him. At that time she had a complete and utter lack for his wellbeing. With his mother coming, now she asked about his feelings? She had changed. Truth was, he was as nervous as shit. He could tell by the way Tess was fidgeting she was anxious too. “I’ll be okay,” he replied, giving her an impish grin.

Janine chuckled and shook her head.

The sound of voices preceded the arrival of Lina and company. Janine’s mother stopped at the door and let Ella enter first.

“Mother,” Tess welcomed, getting up from her seat and moving toward the door before catching sight of Tom Sr. and Donatella trailing behind, “Grandfather! Auntie!” big gregarious smile on her face.

Ella leaned in and enfolded her daughter in a hug before holding her at arms’ length and giving her a look. “Where is your brother?” she asked, getting right to the point.

Tess turned slightly, motioning back toward the table where the tiny young man was standing, face an implacable mask of innocence.

Sweeping passed her daughter, Raphaella stood at the edge of the table, hands on her hips, shaking her head, emerald eyes locked onto her son. “I am of half a mind to leave you like this fool child,” she threatened with a curt nod.

“It would certainly cut down on the food bill,” he remarked flippantly.

Standing back, Lina folded her arms under her breasts. She had anticipated a much more animated response from Tom’s mother, some emotional expression of concern but Ella was cool. Donatella seemed nonplussed and Tom Sr. just kept near the back. None of them seemed particularly surprised or alarmed by Tom’s condition. Then it occurred to her, this was not the first time any of them had seen a shrunken person.

Uncrossing her arms and moving into the room, “Let me make some introductions,” Lina offered, getting everyone acquainted.

Ella took a seat on the edge of the couch, knees near the table, Tess sat beside her.

Donatella chuckled and shook her head while waggling a long slender finger, “If you weren’t my nephew,” she said, leaving the rest unsaid.

He flashed her his grin and shrugged his shoulders.

Taking a deep breath, Lina made her pitch, talking about the possibility of taking Tom to Sweden for the experimental procedure at the Gustafson Institute, the risks.

Ella listened politely, nodding as Janine’s mother laid out her carefully constructed proposal.

Smiling, Ella looked at Lina, “I certainly appreciate all of the time and effort you have personally expended on behalf of my little Thomas. Given the uniqueness of what has happened to him, he is fortunate to have found such friends willing to protect and aid him during his time of vulnerability,” Ella said warmly, eyes drifting back to Tom.

Here it comes Tom thought, lowering his head, her plan to ensure he was ‘cared’ for and well protected from potential harm, essentially house arrest for the balance of his days. Goodbye fun, goodbye freedom, so long vagina.

Lina reciprocated the smile, “It was no problem, your son is quite delightful though perhaps a tad rambunctious,” she chuckled.

Eyes still on Tom, Ella nodded and laughed, “You are most polite in your description of my son’s comportment,” she replied.

“I don’t know how long you would like to stay here before going to Gustafson, I do have a plane on standby,” Lina offered. “You could review the legal documents en route?”

“Again, you very generous, but I have made some alternative arrangements so must decline your flight. We will however accept your gracious offer of hospitality to stay with you here in your beautiful home, any refusal would surely simply be impolite,” Ella replied, looking at Lina.

“Sorry?” Lina asked. Alternate arrangements?

“Tom’s partner Harrison Kinsley has been in town in preparation of our arrival and,” she paused to check the watch on her wrist, “we will be relocating little Thomas there within the hour,” Ella advised.

Tess looked at her grandfather. The old man smiled and winked.

Lina’s eyes narrowed and she tilted her head, “You’ve found a way haven’t you?” she asked. This is way she was so casual. She had a way to fix Tom.

Ella smiled and nodded.

“What?” Tom asked, looking from his mother to Lina.

Still looking at Lina, Ella leaned back, hands on her lap, “I am glad your attorney is present because I have had mine prepare a generalized non-disclosure agreement for all involved parties as it pertains to Thomas, as a precaution. I’m sure you understand,” she said.

Lina nodded, “Of course,” she replied. It was smart, tie up loose ends. Her already high estimation of Tom’s mother rising by the moment, she chuckled.

Ella smiled before looking to Cassidy, “Plus, through your foresight, we have the added benefit of a nurse already familiar with the delicate intricacies of the situation on hand should there be any complications,” she explained.

“I can be fixed?” Tom asked, mouth agape.

Looking down at her son, Ella nodded, “Yes,” she said.

Emotion overwhelming him, Tom dropped to his knees and put his face in his hands.