John woke up to the sensation of soft fabric against his skin. He blinked his eyes open, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. He was lying on his back, surrounded by pink satin. As he looked down at himself, he realized with a start that he was tiny - no more than an inch tall - and encased in a pair of lacy panties.
He heard the sound of water running in the distance and realized that Lisa must be getting ready for work. He tried to call out to her, but his small size made it impossible for his voice to carry. He was invisible to her, insignificant.
Determined to get Lisa's attention, John began to crawl towards the waistband of the panties. He was met with resistance as Lisa's labia were closed tight, making it impossible for him to penetrate. He was on the verge of giving up when he felt a slight friction against his back.
Lisa had scratched her crotch through her panties, unknowingly creating a small gap near her clitoris. John saw this as his chance and made his way towards the gap with all his might. However, he was still too small to reach Lisa's clitoris.
In desperation, John began to blow on Lisa's clitoris with all his strength. At first, Lisa only felt a slight tickle, but as John continued, the sensation grew stronger. She wondered if she had an itch and scratched her crotch again, unknowingly allowing John to come closer.
John was now close enough to touch Lisa's clitoris. He reached out with his tiny hands and felt the warm, soft flesh. He began to stimulate her, determined to make her notice him. Lisa started to feel a strange sensation, unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She was confused, but also intrigued.
"Hmm, what is that?" she thought to herself, as she scratched her crotch once more.
John took this as a sign and continued to pleasure Lisa, hoping that she would finally notice him. He was determined to make his presence known, no matter how small he was.
The End.
Note: This is a work of fiction and is intended for mature audiences only. The characters and events depicted in this story are not meant to represent real people or situations.
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