Main Page/Shrunken Male Stories/Elsa's Motel/Beginning/sitoncouch
From Giantess
You dare to have a seat upon the weathered couch, but before you place the full weight of your rear upon it's depressed cushions, a sharp pain jolts through your buttocks! You yelp as you stand and turn to examine just what the hell is going on. A spring had poked through the mangled cushion to assault you in your moment of weakness.
