Shrunk in Paradise



Neil had finally decided that he was sick of the sea.

When he and has mom had first decided to go on a cruise, he had been REALLY looking forward to travelling throughout the Pacific. Now after 5 days in a lifeboat, drifting on the open ocean, he was thoroughly fed up with the sea! Everything had been going well until, for some unknown reason, the cruise liner had started to sink. He remembered vividly how he had run through the smoke and panicking crowds, with just a couple of bags, desperately trying to find his mom. He also remembered the relief he’d felt when he spotted her, running towards him, still wearing the red evening dress she had worn out earlier that evening. After finding her, they had both run to the lifeboats, just as the deck was getting perilously close to the water. He remembered how they had jumped into the boat and rowed away as fast as they could. Neil remembered looking back and seeing the ship, sinking below the sea, still ablaze in many places. That, though, was over four days ago and now, with no sign of other survivors, he and his mom had simply let the boat drift, on the ocean currents, saving their strength for who knew what.

At that thought, Neil looked up at his mom, who sat on the opposite end of the boat. She stared, listlessly, out at the ocean-probably wondering if anyone else had survived and, if so, where they all were. She was still wearing the red evening dress from that fateful night, though now it was torn and salt encrusted. Even still, he had to admit that she looked fantastic-a point that he had been often conceding since they started this trip. Since the cruise began, he couldn’t help but notice that, in spite of being nearly 40, his mom seriously cut a mean figure, especially when she went sunbaking on the main deck. Even out here, far from civilization, he could really appreciate how the sun shone through her copper-red hair, and how the sweat beaded over the lightly tanned skin of her rather ample cleavage. Then, as so often before, he had to remind himself that this was his MOTHER!!

Suddenly, he felt the boat rock. The fact that his mom was shaken from her reverie told Neil that she had felt it too. He looked over the side and saw a WAVE. That had to mean that they were close to a shore! He looked over his shoulder and saw….a TROPICAL ISLAND. “Look Neil”, said his mom, “it’s land, we’re finally safe!”. She then preceded to breath a sigh of relief as Neil took up the oars and began to row. As the shore drew ever closer, Neil wondered if the island was inhabited. For now, though, he really couldn’t care less. All he knew was that it was solid land-as his mom had said: they were safe, at last…

As the boat got closer to the shore, Neil jumped out and proceeded to pull the boat up onto the beach. After he felt the boat was as high up as it would possibly go, he moved over to the side of the boat and held out his hand in order to help his mom out. His mom took his hand and proceeded to step out of the boat, and into the surf. Neil and his mom then walked, hand in hand, up the beach, towards the line that marked the start of the forested region. They both looked up and down the beach, but could see absolutely NO signs of human habitation.

“Well”, said Neil, “it looks like it’s just the two of us”. “That’s OK”, said his mom, Leanne, “I couldn’t imagine a more handsome man to be shipwrecked with”, and she smiled and patted him fondly on the cheek. “The first thing we should do”, said Neil, “is to find dry wood and some food-quite frankly, I’m getting sick of lifeboat rations”. With that, Neil set off into the forest. After a moment’s hesitation, Leanne also plunged into the forest, though at a different angle to her son. As she went, she picked up suitable bits of wood for a fire, and occasionally looked up at the trees for any signs of fruit. As she proceeded through the forest, she became more and more aware of the sound of rushing water. Leanne decided to head towards the sound, to see what she could find. After a few minutes she came to an idyllic clearing with, at it’s centre, a beautiful, crystal-clear pool, fed by a small waterfall running off of a small rocky outcrop. Leanne was completely awestruck by the sight; it also reminded her of how dirty, hot and sweaty she was. “I’d love to plunge into that pool right now”, she thought, wistfully, “but I guess I’d better get back with this firewood, for now”.

When Leanne returned to the beach, she could see that Neil had already gotten a substantial blaze going, and that he had also managed to gather a large amount of fruit, all of which was sitting by the fire. “Wow, you HAVE been busy”, said Leanne. “Well, I just felt that I wanted to get the fire going before it got any darker”, replied Neil. “Anyway, where did you get to?” enquired Neil. “Oh, I just felt like doing a bit of exploring before it got dark”, said Leanne, “oh, and I also managed to find some wood-though it seems like you did pretty well by yourself.” She dropped the pile of wood down, and then collapsed on the sand, near the fire. “All that time spent cooped up in that lifeboat has given me such a stiff neck, Neil”, said Leanne, plaintively, “I don’t suppose you could give me a massage, by any chance?” “Sure I will Mom”, said Neil, and he stood up and came over to stand over his mom. He began to massage around her neck and shoulder area, and Leanne cooed with relief. “Wow, you really have STRONG hands, Neil, but so gentle-did you know that?” Neil didn’t say anything, but continued to rub and massage. As he was working, though, he noticed that he could see right down the top of his moms dress and, worse still, that he was getting a major hard on!

“Damn”, he thought, “I’m just WAY too sexually frustrated!” He continued on, trying hard to ignore his erection and, when he was finished he said, “I hope you don’t mind, Mom, but I have to go for a bit of a walk-call of nature.” “That’s OK, Neil, but please hurry back.” After her son had headed off into the forest, Leanne couldn’t help but think of the strange feelings she was having. She gently pulled at her long red hair and realised, with some shock, that Neil’s massage had left her feeling very AROUSED. When Neil came back, she noticed that he looked a little flushed, and she wondered if he had the same strange feelings as her. She didn’t want to embarrass him, though, so remained silent. The two of them talked and, admittedly, flirted well into the night-until the moon was riding high in the sky. Finally, exhausted from their long boat journey, they both fell asleep nestled close together.

The next morning dawned cool, but clear. Leanne opened her eyes and could see that it was day. She looked to her right, and could see Neil still next to her, fast asleep. “No need to wake him up”, thought Leanne, “he must be exhausted from yesterday. I though definitely need to clean myself up.” With that, Leanne went to the boat and pulled out the only bag of hers that Neil was able to save. She opened it up and found a wide variety of her casual attire. So, with bag in hand she started to head into the forest, towards the pool she had seen yesterday.

When she found the pool again, she was convinced that it was more beautiful than before. Then, looking around to make sure that Neil wasn’t around, she began to remove her dress. With the tattered dress taken off, and discarded, she then turned her attention to removing her underwear. First her bra, and then her panties, were removed in short order. She stood for a while; indulging in the freedom she had to be naked, here in the open, then proceeded to plunge into the icy cold water of the pool.

Leanne took a deep breath as her body hit the cold water. Then, as her body adjusted, she began to wash away the salt that had built up on her body. After a few minutes in the pool, she dived under the water, to remove the salt sensation from her hair. Once she felt truly cleansed, Leanne then began to swim and play around in the water.

After about ten minutes, she started to feel both chilly and a little tingly, so she rose from the pool and proceeded to find some casual clothes to put on. She first put her panties back on, in spite of still being wet, and then put on some blue shorts and a pale yellow halter-top from the bag.

After getting dressed, Leanne returned to the beach and found that, not only was Neil awake, but also he had been very busy in the short time she’d been away. Not only had he gotten the fire started again, he had also caught a couple of fish and was cooking them over the flames. “Wow, how did you catch those fish so quickly?” exclaimed Leanne. “Oh it was pretty easy, there’s a pool full of them a few hundred meters down the beach-all you have to do is reach in and grab them,” replied Neil. Neil then looked up at his mom and quickly had to catch his breath. Not only was she dressed in a very revealing top, but he also couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t wearing a bra! Leanne couldn’t help but notice her son’s reaction to her attire, and had to conceal a slightly amused and flattered smile.

After they had finished their breakfast, Neil excused himself, lamely explaining that he wanted to do a more thorough search of the island, to see if they really were alone. What he couldn’t tell his mom, of course, was that the way she was dressed was really turning him on.

After Neil had left, Leanne decided to take full advantage of the beautiful sunshine, and lay full length on the beach, soaking up the sun. It was no surprise that, after just ten minutes, she started to doze off.

Leanne awoke from her sleep suddenly, not sure of exactly how long she had been asleep. What she was sure of, though, was that something was…. different. The sand, which had originally felt so fine and soft under her hands, now felt coarse and almost like small pebbles. She sat up quickly and found, to her dismay, that she couldn’t recognize what part of the beach she was on. The white, pebbly beach she was now laying on seemed to stretch on forever. She looked behind her and could just make out the line of the trees, but now it was MILES away. Worse still, the grass that preceded it seemed unusually tall and thick. She then looked to her left and noticed the fire she had fallen asleep next to, and was barely able to stifle a scream. The fire was now huge, at least 4-5 times bigger than what it had been this morning and, next to her lay a “twig” which now resembled a large tree branch. It was with this horrific discovery that Leanne realized that, somehow, she had shrunk, and was probably now no more than 12 inches tall….

Leanne was in a state of shock. Her rational mind tried to tell her that what she was seeing could not be true. Yet there was really no denying what her eyes, and touch, were telling her. All around her, the once familiar beach had become a strange, alien vista. Once she had overcome the initial shock of being so small, Leanne decided to instead focus on HOW she had shrunk-just in case it was reversible. She looked down and could see, quite clearly, that she was still wearing her clothes from earlier on, and that these had, therefore, shrunk with her. From this she deduced that the most likely cause of the shrinking was the pool that she had bathed in earlier. This surmise was further backed up when she remembered the strange tingling sensation she had experienced when she had emerged from the pool.

The next thing Leanne tried to consider was what to do next. Her son could be returning from his explorations at any moment, and she wasn’t entirely sure she wanted Neil to see her in her current state. She quickly admonished her foolishness, however, as she realised that there was no way she could survive alone on this island-especially not at less than a foot tall!! She instead decided to wait for Neil’s return, warn him of the dangerous pool and see how things played out from there.

Neil was frustrated…. He didn’t blame his mom, as it was clear that she wasn’t deliberately provoking him. The fact remained; however, that everything his mom was doing was making him feel VERY aroused!! He’d hoped that the long, LONG walk might help to relieve the tension-but to no avail. Now, as he got close to the beach where he had left his mother, he knew it would not take long for his internal, sexual frustrations to reach new heights again.

When Neil arrived back at the fire, he realised that his mom seemed to be gone-again!! He looked up and down the beach, and then called out “mom, where are you?” Near his feet, Neil could hear what sounded like a tiny, squeaky voice calling out his name. When he looked down to see what was producing the sound, he almost fell over for there, below him, was his mom-just as he had left her this morning, only now she couldn’t have been more than a foot tall!!

The giant proportions of her son, who now seemed to tower above her like a 30’ giant, awed Leanne, and it took her some time to work up the courage to get his attention. She realised, though, that she both had to warn him about the lake, and that she really would need his protection now that she was so small!

Neil, for his part, once he had gotten over the initial shock, knelt down close to where his mom stood and asked, in a voice barely above a whisper, “Mom, how did you get to be so…. well, SMALL?”

“I’m not entirely certain, Neil” said Leanne, “but I suspect that it might have had something to do with the bath I took in the lake!” Neil pondered this news for a moment before saying “well, thanks for the warning, mom, I had been considering taking a dip, myself, later on today!” In spite of his concern for his mother’s plight, Neil couldn’t help but get aroused as he drunk in the sexy, miniature curves of his, now shrunken, mom. He thought his arousal would have been difficult enough to fight, before, when she was normal size but now that she was so small, he realised that he would probably have to carry her everywhere that they went. That kind of temptation, Neil realised, might be too much to bear.

Neil decided to broach the issue with his mom. “Mom”, said Neil, “this might be difficult for you, but we’re both going to have to get used to the new situation-especially how you’re going to get around.” Leanne, for her part, was now getting used to her changed perspective, and was willing to consider ANY ideas that Neil had for her well being. “So, what do you suggest we do, Neil”, she said, plaintively. “Well, it’s obvious that, from now on, I’m going to have to carry you around in my hands, if I ever have to go out foraging or anything. Also, I can’t really leave you alone, at any time, ‘cause we don’t want to risk you getting eaten by something.” Leanne knew that what her son was saying was absolutely correct, and that the nature of their relationship had fundamentally altered. “Well,” said Leanne “if you’re going to have to carry me a lot, then I guess we’d better familiarise ourselves with the procedure” said Leanne, in as business-like a fashion as she could muster. With that she held her arms above her head and said, “just be gentle with me, OK?” Neil looked down at his mom, gulped, and then reached his hands out until they circled her waist. He then closed his hands, gently, around her waist, and proceeded to lift her from the ground.

Leanne couldn’t help but feel giddy as her son lifted her high into the air! She looked down at the fast receding ground but then, feeling a little nauseous, she decided to instead focus her eyes forward. She saw, first, her son’s torso, and then his shoulders and neck pass by. Then she was looking her soon straight in his billboard sized face! Even now, in his hands, she couldn’t believe how small she had become. There was no doubting that, unless her condition could somehow be reversed, then there was no real way she could be Neil’s mother any more.

Neil, for his part, was in a state of shock. Ever since they landed on this island, he had tried hard to fight the sexual arousal he had been feeling. Now, though, with his “mom” in his hands, it was difficult to think of her as anything more than a large, living doll-not his mom at all. This simply increased, exponentially, the amount of sexual tension he was feeling-tension he knew would have to be relieved sometime, somehow….

Whilst Leanne was considering the magnitude of the change her life had undergone, she was completely oblivious to the fact that, ever so slowly, the fingers of Neil’s left hand were drifting towards he chest. It was not, in fact, until she felt two of his giant fingers grazing against the fabric of her tank top, that she was aware of what her ‘son’ was doing!! It was with great shock, then, that she noticed that Neil was gently rubbing these two fingers over her right breast. “Stop that, immediately”, squeaked a horrified Leanne, and quickly slapped her hand against Neil’s exploring fingertips. Neil, of course, barely felt the gentle tap of his “mom’s” hand against his fingers, but he could definitely hear her scold him in her tiny, high-pitched voice, but this had no real effect except to make him smile down on this now tiny, and helpless, woman.

For the sake of expediency, however, Neil decided not to push the matter too far or too fast, no matter how much the dynamic of their relationship had changed. With these thoughts in mind, then, he decided to remove his fingers from her breast, and put them down at her waist once more.

Leanne was greatly relieved when Neil removed his fingers from her breast. “He obviously still respects my former authority, in spite of everything”, she thought, oblivious to the real motives that Neil had for his actions. “Thank you Neil”, she said, after he returned his left hand to her waist, “now, could you please put me back down for a moment?” Leanne was greatly shocked, though, when Neil said, quite firmly, “no, I don’t WANT to just yet.” It was at this moment, for the first time, that Leanne became aware that, in fact, she had lost her authority over her now giant son.

“What I would like to do, though” said Neil, as an afterthought, “is to check out this strange ‘lake’!”

With that he gently placed Leanne on top of one of her bags, and then proceeded to pick up the bag, with her still on it, and carry it with him as he walked into the forest.

When he arrived at the lake, he put the bag down and commanded Leanne to jump off. Not wishing to find out just how MUCH authority she had lost over her son, she decided to obey his command with great haste. She had barely gotten off the bag when she found out the reason for him coming here because, before she could say a word, Neil had dropped her bag, clothes and all, into the lake-and then grabbed up a large branch to hold it under water. “What are you doing?” cried Leanne, but it was already obvious. It was also obvious that, whatever his own personal motives for doing this, Neil was also acting out of a need for Leanne to have some kind of change of clothes. After all, it wasn’t as though the items in the bag were much good to her, at their present size!! Once he felt that the bag had been sufficiently drenched in the lake, Neil used the branch to hook the bag out by it’s handles, and placed it on the shore. At first, neither Leanne nor Neil could see any noticeable change in the bag then, after about 10 to 15 minutes later, they both began to notice a slight decrease in the bags original size-largely indicated by the wet sand which had initially marked its spot just after it came out of the lake. Then, after another 5 minutes, there could be absolutely no doubt at all that the bag was shrinking. For both Neil and Leanne, the process was fascinating to watch. For Leanne in particular, though, it was strangely compelling to watch this originally giant bag slowly dwindle to a size where she could actually carry it with ease once more. After the bag and it’s contents had finished shrinking, Neil picked it up and placed it in his pocket then, in one deft motion, he swept Leanne into the air by her waist and said, “come on, lets go swimming!”

At first, Neil’s statement made Leanne’s heart race, very fast, as she considered the possibility that perhaps Neil intended to put HER in the mysterious pool, once more-possibly shrinking her to pocket size! When he started walking towards the beach, however, she knew he had something very different in mind. When Neil arrived, with Leanne, back at the beach, he placed Leanne on the sand, and stripped down until he stood in nothing but his underwear. It was at this point that Leanne became aware of the fact that Neil was sporting a raging hard on-and it didn’t take too much imagination to guess who or what was causing it.

When Neil had finished removing his clothes, he picked up his discarded trousers and removed the now tiny bag from the pocket. He unzipped it, rummaged through, and picked out a tiny red bikini, which he bent down and presented to Leanne. “It’s time to get changed,” said Neil, with a grin on his face. “Where am I supposed to change?” inquired Leanne “Not out in the open, surely?” “What’s wrong with getting changed out on the beach?” asked Neil, “I mean, it’s not as if anyone’s going to see you, and you’re going to HAVE to get used to me seeing you naked eventually!” Leanne, in a panic, begged Neil not to humiliate her in this fashion and, though he was keen to see this doll-sized woman in all her glory, he still saw her as his mother and decided to relent-at least a little bit. “OK, why don’t you change behind that rock up there” suggested Neil, and pointed towards a small rock just outside the forest. Leanne, feeling very relieved, dashed the short distance between her and the rock, and there began to remove her shorts and tank top. Neil, for his part, crept up as close as he could, without being heard or seen, and tried to get as good a look at Leanne as he could manage from that vantage point. Though he was unable to see her breasts from this position, he was enjoying the fantastic view he got of Leanne’s curvy, doll-sized bottom-especially when she bent over to put on her bikini bottoms. Neil smiled and thought to himself-“eventually she will see sense, and finally give up this ridiculous charade of modesty”. He had decided, though, that even at her reduced size, he shouldn’t push things too far, too fast. That way, he reasoned, she’ll probably allow him ever greater liberties, until the point at which he could do ANYTHING he wanted with her-a day he looked forward to with great joy. When Neil could see that Leanne had finished changing, he called out “OK Leanne, let’s go and swim”. The sound of Neil’s booming voice, so close, gave Leanne quite a shock-as she realised he must have been much closer to the rock than she’d first thought. This gave her pause, as she wondered JUST how much of her he could see from his vantage point! She turned around to look at him, smiling down at her, and realised that unless he had moved again since he called out, there was a VERY good chance that he would have been able to see quite a LOT of her! This realisation, of course, made her consider again whether there was ultimately any point, at all, in keeping up this pretence of modesty. “After all,” she thought to herself, “if he wanted to see me naked, all he’d have to do is tear the clothes from my body!” At her current size, she realised that there was really nothing she could do to stop him if he did try that. The fact that he hadn’t, yet, seemed to indicate that he still had at least SOME respect for their former relationship. With that in mind, Leanne decided that she would play his LITTLE game, and give up her modesty a little at a time, just to satisfy him, until she had no more modesty to give up.

Just as these thoughts were passing through Leanne’s mind, Neil’s giant hand reached down and circled her waist-and she gladly lifted her arms to give him access. She was then lifted high into the air, close to Neil’s upper torso, and then Neil began to bound down towards the surf, an action that made Leanne feel a little nauseous, at first, but also quite exhilarated at the same time! “Maybe I can get used to this new situation, after all”, thought Leanne….

Neil plunged into the lovely, tepid waters of the sea, holding Leanne just above his head to prevent her from being overcome by the breaking waves. Once he had gotten to a more calm part of the water, though, he brought her down level with his torso once more, and allowed her to splash around. Leanne was ecstatic, she splashed and giggled like she was a ‘little’ girl again which, in a way, she now was-more little than she had EVER been in her life!! She was also very glad that Neil didn’t let her go, ‘cause she felt certain that, at this size, she would have stood a good chance of drowning, even in a bathtub back home. Certainly Neil was holding on, as tightly as possible, to Leanne, but her safety was by no means his only concern. The truth was that, the more he held Leanne by her tiny doll-waist, the more it turned him on. As he stood there, with the surf up to his waist, he could feel his manhood becoming ever more enlarged and erect! After a great deal of splashing around, however, Neil grew tired of swimming, and decided that he wanted to go and soak up some sun!

Leanne could feel Neil turn around and begin walking back towards the beach, and began to wonder if something was wrong. “Is something wrong?” asked Leanne. “No, I just want to go and catch a bit of sun-I hope you don’t mind”. When he got back onto dry land, Neil gently placed Leanne on the beach and, to her enormous surprise; he began to remove his boxer shorts. Before she knew what was happening, Neil was suddenly standing there, in front of her, completely naked. He then sat down next to her, before stretching out and lying face up on the beach. Leanne, for her part, could NOT believe her eyes. Not only had she not seen Neil naked since he was about 10 years old but, at her current height, she could not help but notice how enormous his manhood was. What made it worse was that she could now see, quite clearly, what she had guessed at earlier-and that was that he mad a massive ERECTION. From what she could see from this vantage point, she guessed that, in it’s present state, Neil’s penis would probably come up to her chest-if she were standing next to it, of course. That thought made her suddenly pause, and blush a scarlet red. What was she thinking of? He might be a giant to her, now, but he was STILL her son. So why was she suddenly getting such erotic thoughts about him? This made her turn away from him, suddenly ashamed, and desperately NOT trying to look at his naked form. Of course, she caught herself peeking at him at least three of four times. A fact that she chided herself over, internally, many times. Neil, of course, could see his mother looking at his naked body and, more importantly, trying steadfastly NOT to look at it, and he could barely suppress a smile! “Give it time,” he thought to himself “and she will give in to you”! With that thought running through his mind, Neil closed his eyes and, with the warm sun beating down on, began to ‘pleasure’ himself-whilst his doll-mom looked on, appalled…

Neil was aware that his mom was watching him as he began to relieve all of his sexual tensions, but he just didn’t care-in fact, it added to the arousal that he currently felt, knowing that his now doll-sized mom could see him massage his dick.

Leanne, for her part, didn’t know what to do. Part of her just wanted to look away, in disgust, but another part of her just couldn’t help but be fascinated by what she saw. She was taken aback when she realised that this fascination seemed to be a manifestation of her clearly changed relationship with this giant person-it was almost impossible for her to even call him her ‘Son’ now-in front of her! She was keenly aware that, like Neil, she was feeling an ENORMOUS amount of sexual frustration, and was desperately in need for release. ‘Surely,’ she thought to herself, ‘I should just accept the fact that, biology aside; I’m not really his mom anymore. Trying to put up a front, and resisting the change, is just going to make both of us miserable! It would just be easier, and possibly even more fun, just to go along for the ride!’ With those thoughts in her mind, Leanne had resolved that she might just let Neil have his way with her-now and then, at least! Suddenly, she was started from her reverie by Neil letting out a massive groan then, from where she stood, she could see that he had ‘blown his load’! Leanne looked away, holding back her disgust at the sight.

Neil let his head drop back onto the sand, finally feeling a major sense of release! He removed his hand from his member, and saw that they were covered in his sticky Cum. Frantically; Neil cast his eyes about him, wondering where he might be able to wipe his hands off. He considered going down to the ocean to clean them off, but he was just feeling WAY too relaxed, right now, to be bothered getting up. Then, he suddenly had an idea…

Leanne steadfastly looked away from Neil, her earlier resolve evaporating at the sight of Neil’s geyser-like ejaculation. She then noticed, with a tinge of alarm, that Neil had gone suddenly quiet. She was about to look around and see what the matter was when, all of a sudden, she felt two giant, sticky hands wiping themselves up and down the length of her body…

Leanne felt totally GROSSED OUT!!! It didn’t take her long to realise what the sticky, clear-white substance was that covered her body. Although she had obviously seen, and felt, semen before, nothing could have prepared her for how it would look and feel at her current size. It felt like a weird combination of glue and mucus, and the knowledge that she was now covered in this material and, worse still, that it had come from her son, made her feel almost physically ill!!

Neil couldn’t help but smile as he watched Leanne’s response to her current predicament. He almost laughed out loud as she danced around, trying to scrape off the sticky film of cum, and frantically waving her arms about in a vain attempt to remove the offending material. All she was succeeding in doing, however, was to spread the semen to previously untouched parts of her body-such as her face and hair. For Neil, seeing Leanne in this predicament had finally put paid to any notion of him seeing her as anything more than a living doll-someone that he could have his way with anytime he wanted. “Awww, is widdle mommy havin’ trouble gettin’ herself clean?” asked Neil, in the most condescending tone he could manage. At the sound of his voice, Leanne stopped her frantic exertions and looked up at her son’s smiling face and, from both that look, and the tone in his voice, she got a pretty good idea of what he was thinking. She realised that, no matter what she did or said from now on, there was NO WAY that she would be able to exercise any kind of authority over this giant man in front of her. “So, are you gonna help me clean up, or what?” asked Leanne, trying her best to make any anger in her voice sound like the ‘mock’ variety. “Sure,” said Neil, his smile growing even broader “lets get you down to the water.”

Neil put his hand down and wrapped it around Leanne’s mid-section. As he picked her up, he could feel the drying and sticky cum under his fingers. This made Neil smile even more and he almost bounded down towards the surf.

Leanne, for her part, bobbed up and down in Neil’s hand, and felt a times as though her head was going to bounce clear off!! Then, to make matters worse, she felt her stomach leap up into her mouth as she was plunged under the swell by Neil’s hand. For a fearful moment, Leanne thought she was going to drown, as the giant waves crashed over her tiny body! Then, just as she thought she couldn’t hold her breath any longer, Neil pulled her back out of the water. ‘Well,’ thought Leanne ‘at least I am clean of all that cum. I feel almost human again’. Neil smiled again as he looked down on the wet and bedraggled dolly in his hand. He then began to wipe and massage Leanne’s body with his free hand. Leanne at first jolted at the feeling of Neil’s hands rubbing all over her body, though there was almost nothing she could do to stop it. Then, to her even greater surprise, she suddenly felt Neil’s probing fingers underneath her bikini top! Neil, for his part, was enjoying the feel of Leanne’s olive sized breasts underneath his fingers and, in particular, the feel of her hard little nipples beneath the tip of his fingers! It wasn’t long after this before Neil had Leanne’s top off completely. Leanne futilely considered covering herself but, of course, she couldn’t move her arms. Neil was amazed at the sight of Leanne’s perfect, C-cup breasts. They looked perfect with their large, juicy pink nipples on top though, from Neil’s perspective, they were just large olives topped by tiny little ‘pips’. ‘Wow, Leanne’ said Neil, appreciatively, ‘you are so totally HOT!’ Leanne just blushed and said ‘well, Neil, I have tried very hard to stay in shape, but it is sort of nice that you notice!’ ‘In fact,’ Leanne added ‘now that you have seen me, and touched me, it doesn’t seem quite so bad! It is actually kind of, well….NICE!’ Neil was amazed-he hadn’t expected Leanne to give in quite so quickly, but now that she had, Neil decided to take things even further! Without any discussion with his doll-sized mom, Neil quickly moved his hand down and pulled off her bikini bottoms. He was very pleased to see that Leanne had a gorgeous little bush that, like the hair on her head, was the same colour as burnished copper.

Still holding Leanne just above the surf, Neil began to rub his free fingers through Leanne’s little tuft of bush. Then, seeing his opportunity, he decided to start rubbing Leanne on her tiny little clit.

Leanne started to resist, at first, but the feeling of Neil’s finger ridges stimulating her ‘sweet spot’ was simply too much to bear! To Neil’s amazement, he saw little Leanne bucking and thrusting against his probing finger, her wet body getting more and more agitated. In response to this, Neil began moving his finger back and forward even more rapidly before, eliciting squeals of delight from the little woman in his hand. Finally he heard his little mom’s orgasms, telling him that she had reached her climax point. She then completely relaxed in his hand, closing her eyes and smiling a contented little smile, a smile that Neil happily returned.

Later that evening, Neil sat in front of the bonfire, with his little Leanne now lying nestled in the palm of his hand-still as nude as she was earlier on. Leanne couldn’t help but feel happy and satisfied, as she had NOT had ‘sex’ that good in many a year. She craned her neck up towards Neil and said ‘have you ever wondered what would happen, now, if we were ever rescued?’ ‘What do you mean?’ asked Neil. ‘Well, how would you explain ME? Or would you simply hide me from our rescuers?’ Neil paused for a moment, pondering that question. ‘Hmmm, I hadn’t really thought about it. I guess I would probably want to hide you away, because I’d be too afraid of them taking you away from me.’ ‘I agree, Neil, I’m afraid that if they knew about me, I might be treated like a lab rat and subjected to numerous tests-I know I wouldn’t like THAT!!’ ‘Well’, said Neil ‘lets cross that bridge when we come to it. I’m not sure I EVER want to be rescued’ and he looked down, smiled at Leanne, and ran a finger lovingly through her still damp hair.

Over the next week, Neil and his doll-mom fell into a relaxing routine. Their days were spent exploring many parts of the island, finding new and exotic foods and bathing in the many rock pools close to the beach. Their nights were spent with Neil playing with and massaging Leanne’s tiny body, whilst Leanne would reciprocate by aiding Neil with his masturbation. Leanne slowly lost all of her remaining inhibitions around her ‘son’, giving up on wearing clothes altogether (except when he asked her to), and willing to act as Neil’s little ‘sex-toy’. Neil, for his part, stopped viewing Leanne as his ‘mom’ altogether, instead seeing her as a pet or plaything, and he too gave up wearing lots of clothes; preferring just to wear underpants or shorts and little else.

Little did either of them realise that this perfectly isolated, and idyllic, lifestyle was to be disrupted by the arrival of an uninvited guest…