As Armin opened his eyes, he looked around frantically. He was wearing nothing but a napkin, which was tied neatly around him. He blinked, standing up and yawning quietly. "I'm still small." He whispered to himself, suddenly feeling pain around his bottom. He had remembered what Eren and him had done just hours ago, making him blush intensely. He looked around at his surroundings, figuring that he was on Eren's kitchen counter. He looked to his left, noticing the pile of clothes that were taken off in a hurry. He rushed to them tearing the napkin off as he slid his clothes on. He had been wearing his combat uniform, which at the moment was uncomfortable. He walked around aimlessly for about an hour, knocking an apple off the counter to see if anyone was home. He heard a door open, and footsteps coming towards the kitchen. Armin fled behind an orange, peeking out to see who it was. It was Eren and Jeanm, looking around for something. "I swear he was here!" "Eren, we need to find Armin. He could get hurt being that size." They looked worried as they shuffled stuff around, calling Armin's name. Jean finally picked up the orange, grabbing Armin's shirt. "Found him." He whispered in a hushed voice. Eren rushed to him as he placed the tiny boy in his hands. "I'm glad you're alright..." He said, patting Armin's head with a single finger. "I wanted to show Jean something..." He said, gesturing for Armin to remove his clothes.
As the last of the last of the clothes dropped into Eren's palm, he placed them gently back on the counter. An intense blush was apparently plastered on Armin's face as he stood in front of the two huge versions of his friends. Jean blushed as she stared at Armin's body, imagining how smooth his skin must've been. "He goes crazy when my tongue is on him. Watch..." Eren planted his thick, slimy tongue on Armin's ass, which was almost equal to being slapped. "AH! E-eren...Please don't hit me. I don't have a kink for that." He said, a little saddened that Eren was treating him this way. "Let me try..." Jean whispered as he lapped the back of Armin's thigh affectionately, wrapping his tongue all the way around it. Armin moaned as Jean slid up and down his leg with his tongue, massaging it softly. Jean removed his tongue, a blush appearing on his cheeks as he saw how Armin's eyes were clouded with lust. "M-more! I want more from both of you!" He yelled, a look of desire engraved on his face. Eren turned to Jean, a devious smirk appearing on their faces. "Let's give him what he wants!" Eren said, turning back to Armin. Eren squeezed his tongue between Armin's thick thighs, licking his sweet spot gently. Armin bent over, giving them better access. 'I don't like being taken over by two larger people, but why does this feel so good?' Armin thought, shuddering as he felt something cold splash on him.
