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Xxxtabithaxxx - OOOPS STEP-SON SHRINKS MAILS SELF BECOMES STEP-MOMS PUSSY SLAVE -1080

Step-mom, Tabitha, opened the door to her new home and was hit with the smell of freshly baked cookies wafting through the air. She smiled, looking forward to introducing her son, Eric, to their new neighborhood. As she began carrying groceries inside, she noticed an unusual package sitting on the kitchen counter. Curious, she picked it up and recognized the logo of a company that dealt with shrinkage and growth.

Her heart rate quickened as she tore open the box, revealing a tiny, rubbery form of Eric. She gasped, shock filling her lungs as she realized what had happened. Somehow, her son had managed to shrink himself down and mail himself to their house, addressed incorrectly. But now that he was here, she couldn't just ignore him.

Tabitha grabbed him between her fingers and held him up to her eye. He was smaller than a Barbie doll now, his miniature form complete with wrinkled skin and quivering limbs. "Oh my God," she muttered under her breath, feeling both horrified and aroused by the situation.

She heard a knock at the door and sighed, realizing it was probably Eric. She tried to hide the package and the shrunken Eric in a drawer but as she walked to the door, she felt the heat of Eric's gaze upon her.

"Hey mom, I hope I'm not bothering you," Eric said nervously as he entered the kitchen. "I was just coming to see if you got the package from the shrinkage place." His eyes widened as he saw the drawer open and a gleaming object inside.

Tabitha couldn't resist teasing him, wrapping one hand around her hip and leaning against the counter. "Well, aren't you curious?" she purred, running a finger over her swollen lower lips. "Come take a look."

Eric swallowed hard, glancing between her eyes and the drawer before slowly edging closer. His heart pounded in his chest as he watched his mother's hand brush across her body, teasing him with each movement.

"What is it, mom?" he asked finally, unable to contain his curiosity any longer. "What did they send you?"

Tabitha hesitated for a moment, enjoying the power she held over her son. And then, with a sinister grin, she reached into the drawer and pulled out the tiny Eric.

"Look what they sent me, Eric," she purred, holding up the shrunken form of her stepson. "It seems they must have shrunk and then mailed you to me to take care of." She chuckled wickedly, her ample bosom bouncing with each laugh.

Eric couldn't believe what was happening. He was trapped now, no longer big enough to do anything but watch as his mother took control of the situation. "But mom," he stammered, "I didn't mean for this to happen. I was trying to send myself to Kelly's house."

"Well, it seems you made a mistake," Tabitha replied, running a finger over the small, wrinkled head of her step-son. "But maybe this will work out for the best. After all, now you're my pussy slave, forever."

Eric felt a surge of terror and arousal at the same time, unable to move or speak as he watched his mother's eyes devour him. She stepped closer, placing the tiny Eric between her heavy breasts where he could feel the warmth of her skin.

"I think it's time we settled in," she said, running her thumb over his shrunken cock. "We have a lot of catching up to do."