Right back between her massive breasts
A Shrunken College Student
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
goldeaglet57
As Melissa took to finishing your reward, she felt the splash of melted ice cream land onto her massive chest below, looking down to see the small pool of melted cream that ran down the length of her cleavage and seeped slowly between tits. She grinned, the thought of her son completely helpless while being drowned by ice cream was just too funny to think about.
"Sorry bout that, sweetie! Mommy got distracted..."
Melissa watched her cleavage, expecting to see you flailing beneath the ice cream stream, but perhaps there was just too much melted ice cream covering you.
"Lemme help you, just a sec!" Melissa tossed the end of the cone into her mouth, chomping away at it as she took her finger and ran it along the path the ice cream had traveled, scooping you up in the process. You watched helplessly, today has been a really rough day, you felt like you should squirm about and try to get her attention, but you couldn't find the strength. You shout up to her weakly as she brings her huge finger up to her mouth. She swallowed the cone before opening up, revealing the little bits of cone remaining inside and clinging to her tongue and teeth. Then, with one quick movement, you found yourself being shoved inside, landing on her massive tongue, which shook about almost like a water bed beneath you as it wrapped around Melissa's finger.
A loud moan rumbled through your prison, as Melissa savored the last bit of the sweet treat. You lay there helplessly, pressed against her rough tongue. Then, you feel her finger slowly leaving the moist cavern, practically choking you as it dragged your shirt down your body alongside it. Melissa's tongue closing the space left behind as her finger retreated, fully encompassing you as you were left alone in her ruthless maw.
"Thomas...? Did you slip deeper in Mommy's cleavage?" Melissa's voice boomed, her tongue flailing you around helplessly as bits of ice cream cone clung to your clothing. A small but still ear shattering giggled followed and you can only assume she was checking deeper between her breasts for you. Meanwhile, you flop back onto her tongue, which rises up to rest against the roof of her mouth. Pressed between her roof and a soft place, you gather as much strength as you can muster, and push with all your might, she'd have to feel you! Right? you push, push as hard as you ever pushed before, your body depressing into her fleshy tongue a bit as your hands are braced against the roof of her mouth.
You feel her tongue push back, you quickly unlock your arms, lest they be snapped like toothpicks from Melissa's unknown strength she had over you. and after her tongue drags you across the harsh surface, she sticks her tongue out, blinding you with sunlight for a brief second as you feel two massive digits grasp your small form. You feel as your lifted into the air, some saliva desperately clinging to you as if unwilling to let you escape. As your eyes adjust you find yourself staring into the massive eyes of your mother.
"Thomas!" she shouts, scaring the shit out of you immensely. "Sorry bout that honey, I was getting worried when I didn't see you under that ice cream."
"It's fine mom..." You manage to get out, exhausted.
"Let's head back to the dorm, sweetie, I'm sure you're exhausted, my little trooper needs to relax after our fun day together anyways." She said with sincerity. It was nice to know she did worry about you, despite how apathetic she seemed to your struggles most of the time. She brought you down to her lips, scaring you as she brought you closer. She wasn't seriously going to carry you around inside, was she?
"Muuuuuuuuuah!" Melissa's lips puckered up, slamming against you and covering you in another layer of spit as she gave you a kiss. She then lowered you down back to her tits, securing you in your original position, though considering that the surrounding area is still somewhat moist and reeking from her sweat and now sticky with a slight smell of sweetness from the spilled ice cream, you don't know if this is much better. But you sat quietly between the heaving breasts, lest Melissa try to put you somewhere else if you complained.
Melissa walked off to your dorm, phone out and scrolling through more posts on son squishers, from your jiggly vantage point you could just make out the various posts on the group page, All showing different pictures of curvacious women who have squashed their sons in plenty of humiliating ways.
"None of these other posts are close to our likes! They wish they were as great as us, Thomas!" Melissa giggled as she entered the dorm room. As she did so, without thinking, she shook her chest, bringing her free hand up to jostle them about some in discomfort, sending you deeper between the relentless mounds.
"Ugh, my tits are so sticky... I need to shower."
Melissa headed into the bathroom, stripped herself down, shaking you about in the process. As she removed her sports bra, she looked at herself in the mirror, massive breasts bouncing back down to rest against her body. She giggled upon seeing your form plastered against her left tit, hanging there helplessly.
"Sorry Hon, I forgot again..." she peeled you off, setting you down on the counter, now eye level with her enormous hips and blocking you from sight beneath her gargantuan breasts. "You already got a bath, so I doubt you wanna join mine."
Really you only got to enjoy being clean for a minute or two, your body and clothes were now thoroughly soaked in a mixture of sweat, saliva, ice cream, and still clinging pieces of that cone she ate. Your mother's ass slammed against the side of the counter top, making your heart skip a beat, as your mother was only turning her body to turn the water on so it could warm up. You weighed your options, should you really risk bathing with your mother...? You finally make a choice, hoping she hears you over the roaring water.
"Mom!"
Melissa looks back "Yes Sweetie?"
"Sorry bout that, sweetie! Mommy got distracted..."
Melissa watched her cleavage, expecting to see you flailing beneath the ice cream stream, but perhaps there was just too much melted ice cream covering you.
"Lemme help you, just a sec!" Melissa tossed the end of the cone into her mouth, chomping away at it as she took her finger and ran it along the path the ice cream had traveled, scooping you up in the process. You watched helplessly, today has been a really rough day, you felt like you should squirm about and try to get her attention, but you couldn't find the strength. You shout up to her weakly as she brings her huge finger up to her mouth. She swallowed the cone before opening up, revealing the little bits of cone remaining inside and clinging to her tongue and teeth. Then, with one quick movement, you found yourself being shoved inside, landing on her massive tongue, which shook about almost like a water bed beneath you as it wrapped around Melissa's finger.
A loud moan rumbled through your prison, as Melissa savored the last bit of the sweet treat. You lay there helplessly, pressed against her rough tongue. Then, you feel her finger slowly leaving the moist cavern, practically choking you as it dragged your shirt down your body alongside it. Melissa's tongue closing the space left behind as her finger retreated, fully encompassing you as you were left alone in her ruthless maw.
"Thomas...? Did you slip deeper in Mommy's cleavage?" Melissa's voice boomed, her tongue flailing you around helplessly as bits of ice cream cone clung to your clothing. A small but still ear shattering giggled followed and you can only assume she was checking deeper between her breasts for you. Meanwhile, you flop back onto her tongue, which rises up to rest against the roof of her mouth. Pressed between her roof and a soft place, you gather as much strength as you can muster, and push with all your might, she'd have to feel you! Right? you push, push as hard as you ever pushed before, your body depressing into her fleshy tongue a bit as your hands are braced against the roof of her mouth.
You feel her tongue push back, you quickly unlock your arms, lest they be snapped like toothpicks from Melissa's unknown strength she had over you. and after her tongue drags you across the harsh surface, she sticks her tongue out, blinding you with sunlight for a brief second as you feel two massive digits grasp your small form. You feel as your lifted into the air, some saliva desperately clinging to you as if unwilling to let you escape. As your eyes adjust you find yourself staring into the massive eyes of your mother.
"Thomas!" she shouts, scaring the shit out of you immensely. "Sorry bout that honey, I was getting worried when I didn't see you under that ice cream."
"It's fine mom..." You manage to get out, exhausted.
"Let's head back to the dorm, sweetie, I'm sure you're exhausted, my little trooper needs to relax after our fun day together anyways." She said with sincerity. It was nice to know she did worry about you, despite how apathetic she seemed to your struggles most of the time. She brought you down to her lips, scaring you as she brought you closer. She wasn't seriously going to carry you around inside, was she?
"Muuuuuuuuuah!" Melissa's lips puckered up, slamming against you and covering you in another layer of spit as she gave you a kiss. She then lowered you down back to her tits, securing you in your original position, though considering that the surrounding area is still somewhat moist and reeking from her sweat and now sticky with a slight smell of sweetness from the spilled ice cream, you don't know if this is much better. But you sat quietly between the heaving breasts, lest Melissa try to put you somewhere else if you complained.
Melissa walked off to your dorm, phone out and scrolling through more posts on son squishers, from your jiggly vantage point you could just make out the various posts on the group page, All showing different pictures of curvacious women who have squashed their sons in plenty of humiliating ways.
"None of these other posts are close to our likes! They wish they were as great as us, Thomas!" Melissa giggled as she entered the dorm room. As she did so, without thinking, she shook her chest, bringing her free hand up to jostle them about some in discomfort, sending you deeper between the relentless mounds.
"Ugh, my tits are so sticky... I need to shower."
Melissa headed into the bathroom, stripped herself down, shaking you about in the process. As she removed her sports bra, she looked at herself in the mirror, massive breasts bouncing back down to rest against her body. She giggled upon seeing your form plastered against her left tit, hanging there helplessly.
"Sorry Hon, I forgot again..." she peeled you off, setting you down on the counter, now eye level with her enormous hips and blocking you from sight beneath her gargantuan breasts. "You already got a bath, so I doubt you wanna join mine."
Really you only got to enjoy being clean for a minute or two, your body and clothes were now thoroughly soaked in a mixture of sweat, saliva, ice cream, and still clinging pieces of that cone she ate. Your mother's ass slammed against the side of the counter top, making your heart skip a beat, as your mother was only turning her body to turn the water on so it could warm up. You weighed your options, should you really risk bathing with your mother...? You finally make a choice, hoping she hears you over the roaring water.
"Mom!"
Melissa looks back "Yes Sweetie?"
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March 28, 2025
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