You had barely adjusted to your shrunken life when your step-sister, Ayla, took over your care. She was playful, teasing—and impossibly huge.

One afternoon, you found yourself standing on her bed when she walked in, flopped down, and leaned close with a sly smile.

"Aww, there you are, sweet little bro," she purred, her voice soft but overwhelming. "I was starting to miss my tiny roommate."

Her chest loomed like two warm mountains behind you as she propped her head on her hand, clearly amused.

"You always end up in the cutest spots... Are you sure you're not doing this on purpose~?"