astorabound: stewybooks:*BANG BANG BANG* The noise against the door thundered through the walls. &
astorabound: stewybooks: *BANG BANG BANG* The noise against the door thundered through the walls. Whoever was on the other side was big, and strong. Especially compared to me. I was trembling I was so scared. I hung up on her 30 minutes ago. I didn’t think she would actually go through with it. She told me she was coming over, but I thought she was just acting crazy. Turns out she was entirely serious. I had been 2 months since my wife passed away. That was when the shrinking began. Every day I mysteriously lost more and more of my size. The doctors had no idea why or how it was happening. My son’s babysitter had always had a crush on me, and she became bolder and bolder with every passing week. She saw me getting smaller. To me, it seemed like she was bigger every time she came over. I wasn’t sure, perhaps it was because I was getting smaller that she seemed to be getting bigger, but it was hard to tell. She had always been so beautiful. She had sparkling blue eyes and long blonde hair that she kept braided in some sort of exquisitely woven ponytail. Things started heating up when she began sending me highly flirtatious text messages to my smartphone. I tried to play them down and keep things cool, but she followed up with selfies she had taken in what she referred to as her “workout clothes.” The thing was, her amazing ass was plasted against the lip of her sink to show off how much she was developing. The curve of her large growing breasts so clearly apparent. It was way over the top and too much for a recently widowed guy like me to handle. She would escalate things even further though. After she made a pass at me three days ago, I put my foot down and told her regular babysitting duties were cancelled temporarily. She was furious. Being so much bigger than me, I was actually a bit scared. Three days later, she was even bigger, and she had seemed so angry on the phone when she had called. I mean, really upset. Her tone of voice was enough to cause worry. She seemed a bit unhinged even, like something was wrong with her. *BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG* loud knocking on the door. “It’s ok Sam, you are safe. That door is strong and it is deadlocked. She’s not getting through.” I reasoned myself, struggling with the very real fear of being a very little person with a very large and beautiful woman attempting to break into his home. “Sam! Let me in! I just wanna talk!” called Rebecca through the door. She was so young, not even in college yet. She had been looking after my boy for so long, and had done such a great job. It would appear that she had developed a very serious crush over the years. That wasn’t the only thing that had developed. I had seen Rebecca grow, and grow, and grow as the years passed. She had to have been the most attractive girl in her school by far. Her breasts were so very big, her waist so slender, and her legs and rear were so curvy and big. She had the kind of curves men drool over. *Clackity Clack Clackity Clack* the sound of metal against metal. My heart sunk and I had butterflies in my stomach. “It can’t be.” I panicked, gasping, almost hyperventilating. “She has a key.” I realized. “Where did she get a key?” I pondered. Realizing she must have stolen it at some point, and that she would have had the easiest time doing it over the years. She was going to get into the apartment. I quickly searched for a hiding place. I had almost no time and I crawled into one of the kitchen cupboards. *Creeeaaaaaaakkkk* the sound of a door slowly opening. *Slip plonk, sliiiip plonk* the sound of tennis shoes being removed. *STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP* loud heavy curvaceous woman’s sock-covered footsteps. “I know you’re INNNNNNNN HEEEEEEEEERE!” she called out, stomping into the apartment. Her footsteps were loud and filled with heavy curvaceous muscle, bearing down onto the carpet covered wood. “I took my shoes off Sam. Like a good girl…” she called out, stomping about the living room. “…you know I’m always helping to keep this place clean.” she spoke, continuing the one-sided conversation. From my hiding place I could barely see through the faintest crack between where the cupboard door met the base board. “Holy smokes!” I thought to myself in shock and awe. “She is…. huuuuuuge.” I fully realized. It had been three days since I had seen her. I was so much smaller now. And she was bigger. So much bigger. Her breasts quivered and shook with delicious feminine jiggling motions as she bounced around my apartment in search of me. I did not feel safe in my hiding place, not one little bit. Nevertheless I remained motionless and hoped for the best. “Saaaaammmmmyyyy… My little sammy! Where arrrrreeeeee youuuuuuu?” she called out playfully. *THUMP* the sound of heavy knees dropping to the floor. Boldly I pushed the cupboard door ever so slightly open to see better. I got full view of the biggest rear end I had ever seen. “How could something so big be on someone so young?” I pondered. Rebecca was on her knees, bent over, looking under the couch for me. “Oh, I guess you’re not THAT tiny yet huh Mister McAllister? Hehehe.” she spoke to herself giggling. “But I just KNOW you’re in here somewhere. Find you I willllllll!” she spoke in a girly tone of voice, absolutely entertained. “Shit shit shit.” I cursed under my breath, watching her ass wobble and bulge as she finished searching under the couch. I let the door make the slightest noise when it closed. My heart started beating through my chest as I heard her react. Her body moving the moment I let the door make the smallest noise. “Shit shit shit shit shit.” I kept cussing in my own head. My heart had never pounded that fast ever before. *STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP* “Is there a little kitty in the cupboard?” she asked. “A teenie tiny little kitty? Waiting to be played with?” her voice more heated with passion. “I’ll BET there IS!” she laughed, bending down to open the door. I was absolutely trembling, my whole body quivering in fear. “Awwwww honey. I’m not going to hurt you.” she told me, reaching in towards me. All I saw were tits, tits, and more tits. I was stunned by her size. She was so huge. I couldn’t peal my eyes off of her. Pulling me into her embrace, I felt her breasts and her soft torso squashing all around me. She was half hugging, half holding me. Her curves were pressing into me so firmly, so completely. I felt myself reacting to her amazing body almost instantly. “Is that why you sent me away Sam? Hrmmmm?” she spoke, her beautiful blue eyes dazzling me as she hugged me even tighter into the soft confines of her bosom, her head gesturing towards my crotch, pointing out how swollen it had become so quickly. “It’s ok that I can make you bigger there Sam. It’s ok. You don’t have to be afraid or embarrassed. I like it. I like that I make you feel that way.” she spoke softly and encouragingly. That made me groan. My cock grew three times as large in response to her words of encouragement. “OooOooOooooo…” she responded in actual awe, cooing and giggling down at me. I was absolutely mesmerized by her beauty, the soft feeling of her body squashing against me. “All those years babysitting your son, but he wasn’t the one I REALLY wanted to do that to…” she whispered in the sexiest tone of voice. I cringed and groan, completely overcome with arousal. I was clenching my teeth, hoping beyond hope she wouldn’t say it. “I wanted to babysit YOUUUUUUUUU…” Always happy to see one of Stewy’s posts! -- source link