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MidReal Story
Shrunk by Love: A Giantess' Quest
Scenario:Unaware Giantess Ssbbw mom
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Lily Carter
Emily's daughter who is shrunk along with her brother and father, daughter of Emily and Mark, petite with long blonde hair, curious and brave
Mark Carter
Emily's husband and father of the children, married to Emily, short with glasses and a kind face, intelligent and resourceful
Emily Carter
giantess SSBBW mom, relationships with her family, tall with curly brown hair, caring and protective
Good morning, world.
I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing next to me on the nightstand.
As I reached over to turn it off, I felt something strange.
I wasn't sure what it was, but I didn't have time to think about it for long because my six year old daughter, Lily, burst into the room.
"Mommy, get up!"
She tugged on my covers.
"I'm late for school."
Oh, right.
I remembered that it was Monday morning.
And I had completely forgotten to lay out my clothes last night and hadn't even packed Lily's lunch yet.
"Okay, baby."
I rolled over and then sat up.
"Let me just turn off my phone. Go back to bed, I'll be right there."
Lily looked up at me with her big blue eyes and then nodded and left the room.
As I turned off my phone, I looked over at my husband, Mark.
He was still sleeping, so I let him be.
I called out to Lily, my voice echoing through the hallway. "Lily, breakfast is ready!"
The sound of her footsteps grew louder, and she appeared in the kitchen, her bright blue eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yay, Mommy! Peanut butter and jelly!"
I smiled, handing her the sandwich. "Your favorite."
As she took a big bite, I poured myself a cup of coffee, the aroma filling the air. The kitchen was a flurry of activity, with the toaster still warm and the countertops cluttered with crumbs and spills.
"Lily, did you brush your teeth?" I asked, trying to remember if I had reminded her earlier.
She nodded, her mouth still full, and I handed her a glass of orange juice. The clock on the wall read 8:20 – we were running late.
Just as I was about to grab my keys, I felt a strange tingling sensation in my fingers. It was faint, but unmistakable. I looked down at my hands, wondering if it was just my imagination.
"Lily, let's go!" I called out, trying to shake off the feeling.
As we headed out the door, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess, and my eyes looked tired. I made a mental note to get more sleep tonight.
The cool morning air hit us as we stepped outside. The sun was shining, casting a golden glow over the neighborhood. I took a deep breath, feeling the stress of the morning melt away.
"Mommy, look!" Lily exclaimed, pointing to a bird perched on the fence.
I followed her gaze, smiling at the bird's vibrant plumage. Suddenly, my foot caught on something hard and unyielding. I stumbled, my arms flailing wildly as I tried to regain my balance.
I steadied myself, glancing around for what had tripped me.
The sidewalk seemed ordinary, with no visible obstacles in sight. I looked down at my feet, wondering if I had simply misstepped.
The tingling in my hands intensified, drawing my attention back to them.
I rubbed my palms together, trying to shake off the sensation. It was as if pins and needles had taken up residence in my fingers.
Lily tugged at my sleeve, urging me to hurry.
"Come on, Mommy, we're going to be late!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with concern.
I nodded, but my mind lingered on the strange feeling.
What was going on with my hands? I'd never experienced anything like this before.
We reached the car, and as I fumbled with the keys, the tingling spread up my arms.
It was as if my body was trying to tell me something, but I had no idea what.
I paused, staring at my hands in confusion.
They looked normal, but the sensation was unmistakable. It was like a buzzing energy coursing through my veins.
Lily's voice broke through my thoughts, asking if I was okay.
"Yeah, sweetie, I'm fine," I forced a smile, trying to reassure her.
I opened the car door, determined to ignore the strange feeling and get Lily to school on time.
As I helped Lily into her seatbelt, I caught a glimpse of myself in the rearview mirror.
My eyes looked wide and worried, and for a moment, I wondered if I was losing my mind.
"Mommy, your hands are glowing," Lily said, her voice a mix of awe and curiosity.
I froze, my heart skipping a beat. "What do you mean, glowing?"
Lily pointed at my hands, her eyes wide. "Like sparkles, Mommy. They're all shiny!"
