Down Here Dad! - Chapter 3

It had been almost a year since Ike shrunk, and not much changed. He still lived with his father, Dylan, who took excellent care of him, letting him ride around as debris stuck to his foot, or rest under his butt. Ike finally came to terms with the fact that being in his father's protection would mean a lot of intimacy and close contact, but despite the homoerotic nature of their interaction, and Ike's sexuality, their relationship remained platonic.

It was a Saturday morning when Dylan came out of his bedroom, his son nestled snugly in the waistband of his boxer briefs. He went into the kitchen, taking out a box of cheerios and bowl. After filling it up, he poured in milk, grabbed a spoon, and then gently pulled Ike out of his waistband and set him on the bowl.

He sat down on the couch, putting his feet up while he shoveled cereal into his mouth. He had no fear of eating Ike. They had arranged a way so that Ike would be safe. Dylan would eat from the center of the bowl while Ike stayed by the edge, swimming through the milk and eating from a massive cheerio. He watched from inside the bowl as his father's spoon descended, scooping up massive amounts of food and bringing it to his mouth. There was a time when such a sight would have scared him, but that was long past.