Getting Dirty Helping Melissa Get Clean
A Shrunken College Student
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
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"Let's both get cleaned up a little!" Your mom spoke aloud as she hoisted her sports bra over her shoulders and tossed it casually backwards, missing the clothes hamper badly. You removed your hands from your eyes just in time to see the soaked bra land with a squelch right beside you on the table. Melissa heaved a happy sigh as she was in bliss finally getting the wet, constrictive fabric off of herself and allowing her breasts to be exposed freely. You jumped backwards from the landing bra before calling up to your mother, "Mom! You almost just squashed me like that!" Melissa turned to face you with a slight look of surprise on her face, clearly having forgotten where you were and also unaware she had so carelessly missed the laundry hamper. Stiffing a giggle at the thought of you being suffocated under the heap of her simple bra, Melissa picked you up in her palm raising you just below chest level. You shielded your eyes from the fleshy massive chest now taking up ninety percent of your vision besides your mothers menacingly smiling face beaming down at you, which Melissa quickly took notice of. "Oh Thomas, don't tell me you're acting all shy in front of me! I'm your mother! Not to mention you've been my underwear more than a dozen times!" Your world shook in Melissa's hand as she laughed freely remembering the wonderful, to her, memories of you loyally strapped to her juicy curves. You decided to keep your mouth shut, you figured any rebuttal would be met with even more humiliation with whatever she decided to counter back with; besides, she wasn't wrong, you had spent the better part of her time visiting you squashed underneath her butt or being squeezed between her breasts.
"Anyways mom, could you drop me off outside so I can shower in my room?" You spoke up at your still laughing mother. She wiped a tear from her eye, finishing her fit, before replying casually, "Don't be ridiculous, that would be such a waste of water! Did you forget? We can easily both fit into one regular shower!" You attempted to shout up to her how that didn't make much sense as your shower hardly used any water at all but she was already making her way into the bathroom with you trapped in her vice grip. Arriving before the tub/shower combo, your mother pulled back the curtain surveying the space. "Mom, I really don't think this is a good idea; I could be washed down the drain, or you could step on me, or anything!" Your mom looked down at you sympathetically and it seemed you had gotten through to her. Continuing to look around while you saw the gears churning in he mind, Melissa's face suddenly lit up, much to your dismay. "Oh don't worry about all that! You've got your own little platform right here!" Your mom plopped you down onto the soap dish that was just a tiny platform hanging off the wall. You looked right to your side to see the giant soap bar, in front of you was none other than your mom's plump booty, and leaning over the side all you saw was a harsh drop that ended at your mom's familiar feet and wiggling toes. Swapping the shower on, Melissa heaved a blissful sigh at the hot stream running down her body. Steam quickly filled the whole bathroom, thankfully making it slightly harder to see your mom's bouncing assets, despite her swaying along to a tune she was humming. You watched your mom bend over and begin lathering her hair in shampoo before deciding to start cleaning yourself from your mom's own sweat lathered all across you in a sticky film. You ran your hands along the soap, easily getting enough to clean yourself before you got to work. Not paying much attention to each other, you and your mother went to work simply getting some much needed cleaning done. The occasional water droplet would splash off of your mother's body, rinsing you nicely.
Everything was going surprisingly well, that was until Melissa decided to reach over for some conditioner. Turning sharply, Melissa didn't pay much notice to where she was swinging her substantial rear as it smacked right into you, knocking you crudely off of your showering platform. Melissa didn't even seem to notice she hit you as you squished down right between her feet. You lay helplessly, squashed slightly to the porcelain tub as you looked up at the towering giantess looming above you. You couldn't see her face due to her massive breasts obscuring your vision, not to mention the thick layer of steam building up quickly, but you saw her hands squeezing some conditioner out before she raised them above her head lathering her silky brown hair. You saw suds running down the curves of your mothers shimmering breasts and down her toned, luscious thighs before running beside you down the drain. Turning to plop the conditioner bottle back, Melissa made another crude turn, this time her booty bounced into the soap, causing it to crash down...right onto you! Your screams were drowned out by the simple shower's downpour as Melissa looked down at what had dropped. "Oopsie, clumsy me, dropped the soap! Don't get any ideas there, Thomas!" Your mom snorted to herself before bending over to retrieve the fallen bar. Had you remained on the soap tray you would've been completely exposed inches from your mom's asshole as she bend over, but instead your inch tall form was buried into the sweet smelling bar of soap that your mother now clutched in her hand. "Looks like my booty knew this is what I needed next!" Your mom laughed to herself as she quickly raised an arm before hovering your exposed body trapped within the dense soap right in front of her armpit. Melissa resumed humming to herself as she scrubbed you in harshly to her underarm. The stench of your mother's workout returned to punish your senses as you felt your body smeared back and forth across the expanse of Melissa's pit. The harsh smell slowly morphed away into one of sudsy soap as your mother worked over it, only for her to remove you and swap what hand you were held in. You could only let out a silent whimper as you were plunged right into the other underarm, fresh with more sweat for you to be smeared into. After what felt like an eternity, you were removed from the soapy pit, and you heaved heavily, exhausted from the torture of drowning in sweat and water underneath your mother's arm. Melissa swiftly though moved on to swiping you down her arms, along her shoulders and neck, and down her tight, smooth stomach. "Don't you worry now, Thomas, I'll spend lots of extra time on the stinkiest parts so in case you, oh I don't know, somehow, someway end up squished under them it won't be all that bad!" Your mom laughed as she knew that was pretty much guaranteed to happen, and at any rate, she would make it happen whenever she so pleased if she was bored at any given moment.
Trapped in the soap which was tightly gripped in your mom's delicate hand, your mother slid you and the soap along her backside, enjoying the smooth, silky glide of the soap along her near perfect, bulbous swell of an ass. The foreplay wouldn't last long however as Melissa dipped the bar into her crack, exposing you to a hot steamy mess far worse than even the bathroom had become. Your body was dragged against the walls of her crack, forced to faithfully absorb the sweat and grime Melissa had accumulated on this hot day. Melissa pressed deeper and deeper, determined to thoroughly clean herself, (for your sake!) until you were grinded up against the moist asshole that had been so deep it was unfortunately spared thus far from the cleansing water flow of the shower. The severe stench took time for you to lap away as Melissa swiped at it over and over with your helpless body. Only after a minute or so was Melissa satisfied with the buildup of soapy bubbles flowing from her crack down her legs and withdrew you with a content grin. You tried to yelp up for mercy as Melissa propped a leg up on the tub wall before dutifully resuming her rubdown with you. You were quickly rubbed across Melissa's intimate regions, which elicited some kind of moan giggle hybrid from her as you tickled her, before you were moved down to the luxurious thighs as slid all across them, forced to get a taste as your screams caught your mouth open briefly rubbing your tongue all the way down her legs. For a brief moment you were left hanging free in Melissa's grip as she propped a foot up on a knee, holding her ankle with her other hand before hovering you above the dirty, pink sole. "Mommmmm!!" You let out an exhausted cry but Melissa simply spoke down "One second, honey, I'm almost done! Trust me you want me to finish this part or else you'll be smelling them all night!" before pressing you firmly into the sweaty expanse of her tired foot. You weren't sure what she was foreboding by that but you didn't have any time to dwell on it as your whole perception was completely dominated by the stench of the squishy sole you were being smudged into. Melissa meticulously cleaned her feet, unaware she was subjecting her son to taste the bottom of her foot and in-between her toes as she felt the dingy sock lint and sweat wash away down the drain. You were thankful at least you hadn't fallen off the soap, thus sent down the drain or smeared onto Melissa's body somewhere. Letting her feet rest again on the tub, Melissa sighed happily at her job well done before brushing a wet strand of hair out of her eyes and turning to the soap dish. "Alright what is it, Thomas?" Your mother peered closely at the empty soap dish. "Thomas? Where'd you go?" Your mother peered at the soaked bottoms of her feet and behind her back at her booty before you managed to let out a meek whimper choked out from behind a lather of soap bubbles. Your mother's eyes went wide in shock as she raised her bar of soap up closely to her eyes examining it closely. After a bit of thorough searching, Melissa spotted your beaten and squashed body mushed deep into the sweet smelling soap and said..
"Anyways mom, could you drop me off outside so I can shower in my room?" You spoke up at your still laughing mother. She wiped a tear from her eye, finishing her fit, before replying casually, "Don't be ridiculous, that would be such a waste of water! Did you forget? We can easily both fit into one regular shower!" You attempted to shout up to her how that didn't make much sense as your shower hardly used any water at all but she was already making her way into the bathroom with you trapped in her vice grip. Arriving before the tub/shower combo, your mother pulled back the curtain surveying the space. "Mom, I really don't think this is a good idea; I could be washed down the drain, or you could step on me, or anything!" Your mom looked down at you sympathetically and it seemed you had gotten through to her. Continuing to look around while you saw the gears churning in he mind, Melissa's face suddenly lit up, much to your dismay. "Oh don't worry about all that! You've got your own little platform right here!" Your mom plopped you down onto the soap dish that was just a tiny platform hanging off the wall. You looked right to your side to see the giant soap bar, in front of you was none other than your mom's plump booty, and leaning over the side all you saw was a harsh drop that ended at your mom's familiar feet and wiggling toes. Swapping the shower on, Melissa heaved a blissful sigh at the hot stream running down her body. Steam quickly filled the whole bathroom, thankfully making it slightly harder to see your mom's bouncing assets, despite her swaying along to a tune she was humming. You watched your mom bend over and begin lathering her hair in shampoo before deciding to start cleaning yourself from your mom's own sweat lathered all across you in a sticky film. You ran your hands along the soap, easily getting enough to clean yourself before you got to work. Not paying much attention to each other, you and your mother went to work simply getting some much needed cleaning done. The occasional water droplet would splash off of your mother's body, rinsing you nicely.
Everything was going surprisingly well, that was until Melissa decided to reach over for some conditioner. Turning sharply, Melissa didn't pay much notice to where she was swinging her substantial rear as it smacked right into you, knocking you crudely off of your showering platform. Melissa didn't even seem to notice she hit you as you squished down right between her feet. You lay helplessly, squashed slightly to the porcelain tub as you looked up at the towering giantess looming above you. You couldn't see her face due to her massive breasts obscuring your vision, not to mention the thick layer of steam building up quickly, but you saw her hands squeezing some conditioner out before she raised them above her head lathering her silky brown hair. You saw suds running down the curves of your mothers shimmering breasts and down her toned, luscious thighs before running beside you down the drain. Turning to plop the conditioner bottle back, Melissa made another crude turn, this time her booty bounced into the soap, causing it to crash down...right onto you! Your screams were drowned out by the simple shower's downpour as Melissa looked down at what had dropped. "Oopsie, clumsy me, dropped the soap! Don't get any ideas there, Thomas!" Your mom snorted to herself before bending over to retrieve the fallen bar. Had you remained on the soap tray you would've been completely exposed inches from your mom's asshole as she bend over, but instead your inch tall form was buried into the sweet smelling bar of soap that your mother now clutched in her hand. "Looks like my booty knew this is what I needed next!" Your mom laughed to herself as she quickly raised an arm before hovering your exposed body trapped within the dense soap right in front of her armpit. Melissa resumed humming to herself as she scrubbed you in harshly to her underarm. The stench of your mother's workout returned to punish your senses as you felt your body smeared back and forth across the expanse of Melissa's pit. The harsh smell slowly morphed away into one of sudsy soap as your mother worked over it, only for her to remove you and swap what hand you were held in. You could only let out a silent whimper as you were plunged right into the other underarm, fresh with more sweat for you to be smeared into. After what felt like an eternity, you were removed from the soapy pit, and you heaved heavily, exhausted from the torture of drowning in sweat and water underneath your mother's arm. Melissa swiftly though moved on to swiping you down her arms, along her shoulders and neck, and down her tight, smooth stomach. "Don't you worry now, Thomas, I'll spend lots of extra time on the stinkiest parts so in case you, oh I don't know, somehow, someway end up squished under them it won't be all that bad!" Your mom laughed as she knew that was pretty much guaranteed to happen, and at any rate, she would make it happen whenever she so pleased if she was bored at any given moment.
Trapped in the soap which was tightly gripped in your mom's delicate hand, your mother slid you and the soap along her backside, enjoying the smooth, silky glide of the soap along her near perfect, bulbous swell of an ass. The foreplay wouldn't last long however as Melissa dipped the bar into her crack, exposing you to a hot steamy mess far worse than even the bathroom had become. Your body was dragged against the walls of her crack, forced to faithfully absorb the sweat and grime Melissa had accumulated on this hot day. Melissa pressed deeper and deeper, determined to thoroughly clean herself, (for your sake!) until you were grinded up against the moist asshole that had been so deep it was unfortunately spared thus far from the cleansing water flow of the shower. The severe stench took time for you to lap away as Melissa swiped at it over and over with your helpless body. Only after a minute or so was Melissa satisfied with the buildup of soapy bubbles flowing from her crack down her legs and withdrew you with a content grin. You tried to yelp up for mercy as Melissa propped a leg up on the tub wall before dutifully resuming her rubdown with you. You were quickly rubbed across Melissa's intimate regions, which elicited some kind of moan giggle hybrid from her as you tickled her, before you were moved down to the luxurious thighs as slid all across them, forced to get a taste as your screams caught your mouth open briefly rubbing your tongue all the way down her legs. For a brief moment you were left hanging free in Melissa's grip as she propped a foot up on a knee, holding her ankle with her other hand before hovering you above the dirty, pink sole. "Mommmmm!!" You let out an exhausted cry but Melissa simply spoke down "One second, honey, I'm almost done! Trust me you want me to finish this part or else you'll be smelling them all night!" before pressing you firmly into the sweaty expanse of her tired foot. You weren't sure what she was foreboding by that but you didn't have any time to dwell on it as your whole perception was completely dominated by the stench of the squishy sole you were being smudged into. Melissa meticulously cleaned her feet, unaware she was subjecting her son to taste the bottom of her foot and in-between her toes as she felt the dingy sock lint and sweat wash away down the drain. You were thankful at least you hadn't fallen off the soap, thus sent down the drain or smeared onto Melissa's body somewhere. Letting her feet rest again on the tub, Melissa sighed happily at her job well done before brushing a wet strand of hair out of her eyes and turning to the soap dish. "Alright what is it, Thomas?" Your mother peered closely at the empty soap dish. "Thomas? Where'd you go?" Your mother peered at the soaked bottoms of her feet and behind her back at her booty before you managed to let out a meek whimper choked out from behind a lather of soap bubbles. Your mother's eyes went wide in shock as she raised her bar of soap up closely to her eyes examining it closely. After a bit of thorough searching, Melissa spotted your beaten and squashed body mushed deep into the sweet smelling soap and said..
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