It didn’t take long for Jon to get home but the journey wasn’t easy by any stretch. For starters; Jon’s reduced size, ill-fitting clothes and overly stuffed backpack made the walk arduous and awkward. Adding to the awkwardness was the fact that he was still sporting a major hardon and had no easy way to hide it. At one point, he crossed paths with his neighbor walking her dog. This forced him to cup the two girls against his erection (much to Karyn’s delight). To make matters even worse, his hands were drenched in Karyn's grool which left a massive wet mark on the front of his pants. Jon felt profoundly ashamed and aroused by the whole ordeal which, as fate would have it, become a commonly reoccurring fantasy of his as the years rolled on.
Standing in front of the door, Jon popped his thumb out of Karyn’s gaping sex in order to fish the keys out of his pocket. This caused the disproportionately sized girl to squeal and spasm violently as more of her fluids dripped onto his shoes. Despite his exhaustion, Jon chuckled, shifting the girls into one hand with Sarah being momentarily smothered under Karyn’s breasts so that the other hand could open the door.
The coast was clear as it seemed his mom, dad, and sister Zoe were out of the house. Jon trudged upstairs and into his room, dropping his bookbag next to the door with a loud thud. Still catching his breath, he looked around the room and spotted the wishing stone in the center of his desk.
“Thank god,” Jon sighed as he set the two miniature girls down on his bed.
Next, he hopped into the shower and began fantasizing about everything he had witnessed at school. He had been so small and helpless in the midst of the two battling goddesses who were now less than the size of dolls. The smell of their sex, the sound of their excitement and the intense sense of fear he felt made his heart race. And now, to top it all off, he was at home safe and sound, or more accurately, relieved and victorious. He had never felt more satisfied as he let the hot water beat down against his face and his seamen spiral down the drain.
