~Beth~

            He was sleeping so peacefully there, I just couldn’t help but stare at Mr. Hovel

cuddled in his tiny form, drifting off. He looked even cuter than ever. I had to wait a

while until, I can have my chance. Probably around 1 or 2 A.M., I’ll wake up, and

carefully take him to his room. I was definitely prepared.

            A couple hours after, Julia, Linda, and Mr. Hovel were fast asleep, it was ten

minutes pass one. It was now or never, I thought. I started to rub my eyes, until I

carefully stand up, on top of my sleeping bag, and carefully tip-toed to Linda’s bed.

There he was still sleeping so peacefully in Linda’s hair. I carefully slipped Mr. Hovel

into my hand, and tip-toed out of the bedroom, until I reached the master bedroom.

Luckily, I was able to use my flashlight, so I couldn’t wake anybody. I carefully placed

Mr. Hovel into his bed. He barely flinched at all, when I carried him out like a pillow. I

then proceeded into the bathroom I had a bag inside that I placed earlier. He was

definitely in for a surprise. I quickly changed into a black string bikini, and black

ballerina flat shoes. Afterwards, I walked out of the bathroom and into the cold bedroom,

where I then, gently laid down next to Mr. Hovel in the bed, so he can wake up to see my

bellybutton of my stomach. I kept smiling as I decided to shake it up in bed a little so I

can get him to wake up. I definitely didn’t want him to sleep through all this.

            He would later find himself in his position, when he wakes up. Suddenly, he

started turning, oh my god! This was so exciting, eventually he started to open his eyes, I

can tell that the moment he my stomach, he was saying the typical what-the-hell-is-that?

in his own mind, probably. He then started to walk towards by belly, to probably feel it.

He is for sure, in one hell of a surprise.

            ~Paul~

            I was starting wake up for some reason, I felt somewhat unadjusted to where I

resting in, plus I didn’t feel warm around Linda’s hair. For some reason it felt like my

bed, but how? I started to stir to feel my surroundings, and opened my eyes. Where was

Linda? And where the hell am I? I was staring at what looked like a bellybutton, my eyes

then went down a direction, from the belly to women’s panties and onwards to tasting

looking legs and to some black ballerina flats. I then looked backwards the other way; it

was most shocking to who I was looking at, and my position.

            “Beth?”

            “Hi, Paulie, my little baby.”

            “What are you doing? What the hell is going on?”

            “Something, I’ve always wanted to do since my dad left me.”

            “What?”

            Beth then started lust in the bed as she laid on her stomach and was staring me

eye to eye, with her hands on her chin.

            “I want to play with you Paulie.”

            “That’s Mr. Hovel young lady, now stop it this instant.”

            “No, I won’t stop.”

            “Your in very big trouble young lady. What you’re doing is wrong to me, wrong

to you, and everything about it is vile.”

            “But I’m not doing anything.”

            “You’re trying to seduce me.”

            “No, I said want to play a game with you. Trust me you’re going to love it.”

            Right after I backed away a few steps, Beth grabbed me, as she got up, and placed

me down the floor. She then went to the door and locked it, and placed the key right

inside her panties. I started to run somewhere, anywhere to get away from her. But then

she stopped me right in my tracks with her right foot right in front of me. It was mass

colossal to what I viewed, and then looked upon her figure. She was a giantess, a very big

giantess.

            “Ah, ah, the game hasn’t started until, I tell you the rules.”

            “I AM NOT PLAYING YOUR GAME. NOW GET ME BACK TO LINDA

AND PUT ON SOME CLOTHES.”

            I felt the tremendous of her being as she lifted her flat and then stomped on the

ground which caused me to fall and hit my head on the skin of her foot.

            “Well whether you don’t want to play it is out of your hands or size now. Now

this is just a pretty simple game, I chase you and stomp around to stop you like this was

Jack and the beanstalk. But the moment you stop and hit my foot, like you just did when I

stomped. I win, but it must happen at least three times. I only lose if I stepped on you on

purpose. But if you manage to escape me or avoid my feet at all cost, then we go back to

bed. If you manage to hide somewhere, then that’s just a new level of the game”

            “This is insane, please Beth don’t this. I admit I’m helpless, but it doesn’t mean

you can do whatever the hell you want with me.”

            Her laughter roared around me, she knew my plea was worthless to any idea I

had. I might as well play along, since it was my only chance to get back with Linda.

            “Ready, go!”

            I started running towards one direction, but her left foot was coming to where I

was heading, so I then pace the other direction towards under my drawer, but she was

quicker then what I could ever think of, she was ahead of me by a second. I then started

running towards the under part of my bed, but her left foot stopped my tracks again.

            “This is getting exciting, keep running little man.”

            Her slight giggled intimidated me at worst, I just kept running somewhere,

anywhere but again her foot stopped me right at my tracks, this time I fell and slid, as I

hit her foot.

            “Strike one. Keep going maybe you’ll get lucky.”

            I quickly got up, and started running at the direction to the second drawer until her

foot hammered down, and I hit the skin of her foot with my teeth.

            “Oh, are you alright. For a second I thought you were trying to bite my foot. The

game’s not over. Strike two.”

            I couldn’t take much more of this, I realize I had to out smart her, maybe if I ran

in circles or something, it should give me enough time to hide somewhere. I started to run

from place to place, but she just kept stomping around until all of a sudden, she fell

down. Perfect timing as I then ran and hid under my bed again, staggering to wait until

she gave up. But I knew that wouldn’t happened, not a girl with this type of ambition.

She was determined to do her what ever she wanted to me, one way or another. It was

something out of her wish. I quickly ran and then dove into the under part of my bed, and

hid myself into the skirt of the bed blanket. She was beginning to look for me, as the new

level of the game begins.

            “Paulie. Come out already. This isn’t so much fun for me, when I’m the one

looking for you.”

            She was moving place to place, checking each crack or small hidden place where

I would have hide. Eventually she had the predetermined look on her face. As she then

proceeded to the bed, but instead of going down to catch me, she remained at her position

of staying tall and just looking down the floor. I didn’t bother looking up, since I would

have revealed myself, I just stared straight into her left ballerina shoe. She was starting to

do a shoe play.

            “Well, okay Paulie. You win. Game’s over, we can go to bed now.”

            She was either telling the truth or an actual bluff. Could I really trust her, after all

this? The question mark just threw me another puzzle to solve, but I couldn’t really take

any chances. As I was thinking, there was a knock on the door. Beth quickly turned

around, and a familiar voice was heard.