Summer with Jackie - Chapter 7

With a loud and drawn out yawn, Jackie arose from her bed with a weary sigh, not looking forward to how packed her day was going to be. But she didn’t have the luxury of wasting her morning by lying around in bed like when she was younger. So she stood up and opened her blinds, letting the sun fill up her bedroom, and waking up her sleeping pet in the process.

Turning to her dresser, she reached into Denver’s terrarium and picked up his body just as he was beginning to stir from his slumber. It had been ages since those first few months that he’d spent in the fart cube, but sure enough to his sister’s theory, the experiment had ended up working in the end. With so much of her gas coating the insides of his lungs, they wouldn’t have to worry again about the possibility of him growing back to his former size. He did grow back a little bit, from that initial half-inch stature to a little over an inch. But he’d never be a full person again. That was what mattered.

“Good morning,” she said, making her way into her bathroom. “Which one you feeling today?”

“Ahhhh…” the tiny creature replied, making up his mind. “I guess your butt’s fine.” She nodded; that was what he picked most of the time. Setting him down on a small, decorative table under the bathroom light, she turned around so she could brush her teeth, giving her brother a level view of what he’d selected.

Without any hesitation, the naked man stared straight ahead at the gargantuan and flabby ass cheeks that dominated his field of vision. As Jackie had gotten older, her hips had grown with size, and she was so thick and wide in the back now that Denver couldn’t even see the panties he knew were buried somewhere in her crack. And then, without hesitation, since today was no different than any other Friday for him, he grabbed his dick and started jacking himself off to the image of his sister’s butt.

Neither of them could remember how soon after he shrunk that Jackie had come up with the idea, but masturbating to own sister had become a weekly ritual for the two of them. It wasn’t necessarily something that Jackie liked that he did, but it had been her idea in the first place. Now that he was just the size of a bug, too small to even think of realistically having sex with another person, there was only one way he’d ever be able to get a release. And since watching porn or reading talented individuals’ online erotica weren’t options for him, it was either let him try to wank it to something in his head every now and then, or give him a few minutes at the start of each weekend to drain himself to an up close and personal view of the real thing.

It didn’t take long for Denver to become erect; their Friday morning sessions had become so habitual that his dick pretty much responded like Pavlov’s dog now, getting hard as soon as he was carried into the bathroom. It wasn’t that he was attracted to Jackie, or even attracted to her butt in the context of it being hers… it just so happened to be a butt. The caveman layer of Denver’s brain liked butts, and standing in front of him was a butt. It was the butt, the only one he’d seen for years now. On the rare occasion he was given a glimpse into the outside world, he could only ever see other peoples’ faces and hands—sometimes their arms or legs too, if he was lucky. But Jackie gave him access to whatever he wanted, whatever he “needed” to get himself to orgasm. Her ass, her boobs, her pussy, her lips, her legs, her feet—or every few months he’d pick something kinky like trying to cum to her hair. He could either accept her offer and jack off to his little sister as depraved as it was, or forfeit any semblance of sexuality forever. So he’d chosen the only option, perversions be damned.

Denver never really got much time though, so every time he had to pump his cock as quickly as possible. Then when he was ready for release, he would turn to the side, since there was a trash bin next to the table, and eject his fluids over the edge so neither of them would have to clean anything up. But today, Denver accidentally got ahead of himself, and when Jackie bent over to grab a fresh wash cloth from under the sink, her ass ballooned out towards him, and he suddenly came early and unexpectedly. With anxious surprise, he watched as his load careened over the edge of the table, falling hundreds of feet down onto the tile floor below.

When Jackie was done washing her face, she turned around to retrieve her brother. He was turned to the side where the trash can was, like normal, but immediately she saw the nervous look on his face. “What?” she asked, able to sense something was wrong from his millimeter-sized expression. He hesitated to answer her, until he could see on her face that something had clicked. “Ohhhh, wait… did you do it early again, off the front?” she asked with a disgusted look, and he nodded his head shamefully. “Shit, did I step in it again?” She backed up and checked the bottoms of her feet, although luckily it seems she’d missed it. Rolling her eyes, she maneuvered around the danger zone where she suspected his load would be, plucked him off the counter, and set him down on the floor at the base of the table. “Just find it fast and clean it up, I gotta leave early this morning,” she ordered with a disgruntled sigh, heading back into her room to get dressed.

Denver started running around the expansive bathroom floor, trying to spot where his white load could be amongst the equally white tiles. For some reason, his loads were surprisingly big (for his size, that is), which had posed trouble in the past for the couple times that Jackie had accidentally stepped in it. But at least he was able to spot it within a few minutes.

He got on his knees, the splatter of splooge laying before him. With a queasy look on his face, he scolded himself for cumming early again and missing the trash, knowing what the consequence had to be. And then he leaned towards the ground, stuck out his tongue, and began licking up his cum straight off the bathroom floor.

When he heard the footsteps of Jackie returning to the bathroom, he didn’t bother looking up and continued his punishment of having to swallow the mess of his own load. She stood in front of him, a satisfied expression on his face for knowing what to do without her having to tell him. His heart started beating quicker when he noticed a shadow rush around him, until suddenly a force was on top of him, pushing the man flat against the floor. With a smug expression, Jackie had pressed her toe onto his back, effortlessly causing him to crumple beneath her, and was now smearing his naked body around in the puddles of his jizz. His body went limp and he simply allowed his sister to toy with him as she saw fit. She wasn’t doing it as an addendum to his punishment or because she was still mad at him; she just saw him as a pet that she could mess with, so she liked to tease him every now and then.

“There, looks mopped up now,” she giggled, and bent over to pick him up by his leg, dangling him in the air as she lifted him towards the sink. She barely turned the faucet on, so that the lightest and tiniest of streams drizzled out of the spout, but Denver still felt like he was being pummeled by a waterfall when he was held underneath it. At least it washed him off though.

Once he was dry, Jackie took him back to her room and opened up her jewelry drawer. She was sifting through her options when she heard a knock on the door. “Come in!” she shouted, and Jackie turned to see her giddily smiling daughter step into the room. “Good morning!” Jackie warmly greeted her. “And happy birthday, how’s it feel to finally be 18?”

“It feels annoying knowing that I’m supposedly able to do anything I want now, but I still have to go to school,” Bianca answered.

Jackie chuckled as she remembered her own memories of her special day nearly thirty years ago. “Yeah, well, welcome to adulthood,” she scoffed.

“Anyway, I just wanted to ask, uh… remember when you told me that when I turned 18, you’d let me watch Denver and give me more responsibility with him?”

Jackie nodded, “That’s true, yeah, I remember saying that.” She turned to her shrunken brother and picked his body up, holding it out for her daughter. “I’m assuming you were gonna ask if you could have him for the day?”

Bianca was visibly excited as she hurried forward, taking her tiny uncle in her palm and gazing at him with gleaming eyes. “And… well, I wanted to take him to school with me too, so can I borrow his piercing outfit?” Jackie looked at Bianca sternly, who was already defending her decision. “Just for my belly button, I’m not gonna wear him as an earring or anything. Nobody’s gonna see him, don’t worry.”

Jackie sighed, but relented to her daughter’s birthday desires and grabbed a small case in the corner of her jewelry box. “Alright. But you have to be careful. Even with his beads on, you should always act as if there’s nothing concealing him.”

Bianca nodded hastily, taking the case from her mother. “Don’t worry, I will!” she quickly agreed, and then turned to rush out the door and back towards her room. Jackie chuckled at how excited Bianca had clearly been, and then turned back to her mirror to do her own jewelry.

Once Denver’s niece had taken him back to her room, she set him down on her desk and opened the case, grabbing what looked like two miniature silver collars. “Bottom one first,” she instructed, although Denver was already plenty familiar with the routine by now from all the times he’d put them on for Jackie. It was too difficult for his giant captors to work their massive fingers on the intricate and delicate custom-made jewelry pieces, so he had to be the one to set his body up for them. Once the item had been secured to the bottom of his shins, it looked as though a metal ring was encircling his legs like a halo. The collar for his neck was a lot easier to put on, since it basically just snapped into place. He wasn’t enthused about the idea of being Bianca’s belly button piercing for the day; the location itself was OK, it was more-so that he didn’t have a lot of trust in his niece. Which ended up being well-placed uneasiness, because she actually hadn’t planned on wearing him in her belly at all.

With a smirk on her face, she pulled her pants and underwear down, exposing her private region to Denver for the first time in either of their lives. “I did wanna wear you as a piercing, but I kinda lied about it being for my belly,” she smirked, feeling electric inside over the sudden anxiety on her uncle’s little face. “What? I’m 18 now, my mom gave you to me, and it’s my birthday. So if I have a brand new piercing near my vaj, then why shouldn’t I use it on the family toy?”

She picked him up and hovered his feet above a pierced hole above her vulva, and as much as he wanted to kick and fight what was about to happen, he knew enough about Bianca to know that his punishment would be swifter and less merciful than how Jackie had treated him when they were younger. So he could only watched as the excited teenager pushed his feet through the hole and thrust the rest of his body all the way through, until his ankles popped out right above her clit. Grabbing the first bead, she held her tongue between her lips and carefully concentrated as she lined the opening up with the ring around Denver’s legs, gingerly screwing it into place. Grabbing the next one bead, she grinned down at how helpless the middle-aged man looked within her soft skin, his arms tightly pinned against his sides somewhere inside the piercing. But it was only for a moment, before she slid the bead’s opening over his head and twisted it into place on his collar.

When she pulled her hands away, she went to stand in front of a mirror and observe the view: with the bottom and top of his head concealed within the tiny silver spheres, Denver looked indistinguishable from a real metal piercing. Even if someone else saw the sight for themselves, they’d think of him as nothing more than a trendy piercing above the 18-year-old’s vagina.

But of course, nobody would be looking there anyways. She pulled her underwear and pants back up, lightly patting her pubic region and giving her uncle a fright. Grabbing her backpack, keys, and phone, she wanted to head out before her mom asked to see her belly, so she shouted a quick “see ya!” to her mom and rushed out the front door.

It was the first time Bianca had ever worn her uncle, but it would be far from the last. After 23 years of being shrunken and watched for by his little sister, it was now time for Denver to graduate to a new position, under a new owner. Life with Jackie had slowed down as she neared 50 years old, but now that her daughter was old enough, it wasn’t long before Jackie officially gifted her brother to Bianca. And with her real life just beginning as she entered adulthood, she’d make sure to bring the tiny toy man along for plenty of her adventures. He had come to think of himself as Jackie’s pet over the years, but the true reality was that he was meant to be a pet for her whole family, for several generations to come.