Mom-tain Climbing
Puny Pervert
chapter 4
by
Froakie
With a nimble grace that belies your millimeter stature, you begin your ascent. The sheer fabric of your mother's dress is a challenging vertical cliff face, its threads thick as ropes to you. You find handholds and footholds in the weave of the material, pulling yourself upwards with practiced ease. The journey is arduous, the scent of your mother's perfume—a floral, slightly musky bouquet—grows stronger with every meter you climb, filling your senses.
You make significant progress, scaling the side of her calf, past the swell of her knee, and onto the vast, smooth plain of her thigh. The landscape of her body is a world unto itself. From your vantage point halfway up her leg, you can see the hem of her dress high above, a distant canopy. Below, the floorboards are a terrifyingly far drop. Your mother remains oblivious, humming a tune as she meticulously applies eyeliner in the mirror, her movements causing the ground beneath you—the taut skin of her leg—to shift and sway like a tectonic plate.
You continue your perilous climb, fueled by adrenaline and voyeuristic excitement. The terrain shifts from the relatively stable expanse of your mother's thigh to the steep, rising slope of her hip. The fabric of her dress stretches tighter here, creating a smoother, more difficult surface, but your previous success has bolstered your confidence.
You pull yourself up, hand over hand, your muscles burning with the effort. The air grows warmer, trapped between her body and the tight dress. The scent of her perfume is now overwhelming, mingled with the faint, clean, and slightly salty smell of her skin. You finally crest the summit of her hip and find yourself on the gentle curve of her stomach. Before you lies the final, most treacherous part of your journey: the monumental wall of her torso, leading up to the promised land of her colossal chest.
Her breathing is a slow, rhythmic event, causing the entire world to rise and fall with each inhale and exhale. Each breath lifts you slightly, then settles you back down.