You were left behind between Mary’s butt cheeks
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 16
by
Bobob1
You realised with panic that, after a brief tug-of-war between Mary's thong and her flesh over your flattened body, her ass claimed you. As much as you hated being stuck to clothing, this was much worse. The odds of someone actually realising you are back here and the finding you were slim.
Your mother inspected the thong and let out a sigh of relief when she saw that you were not on it. She looked at the sweaty, smelly thong and thought about what you would have went through. She chuckled and thought "if he had been stuck there it would have been absolutely terrible for him, good thing he wasn't". But little did she know that you were on there and it had been horrible, but not quite as horrible as your current situation. The sweat that coated the inside of Mary's crack had basically glued your flat form to her inner asscheek, deep enough that your face was almost pressed against her asshole.
Your mother decided to go and check on you in her underwear drawer, and get a change of underwear for herself while she was there. But when she opened the drawer she couldn't find you.
When she realised that you weren't in her underwear drawer either, Mary began to think about where else you could be. Her thought process was interrupted when she felt gas building up in her gut. She then let out a small fart which burned your skin and managed to dislodge your head and made it brush against her asshole.
Mary's relief from farting was interrupted by a strange feeling against her butthole, like a piece of fabric brushing against it.
"Oh god, is that Ben?"
When you heard the muffled sound of your name being mentioned, you struggled to make any kind of movement. But you found that you couldn't move at all. Between the sweat gluing you to her cheek and the damage that your body has been subjected to over the last month, your body was in no shape to be doing anything.
Mary spread her cheeks and said,
"Ben, if you're back there, please wiggle around to let me know you're there," you could tell she was worried about you and would feel terrible about doing this to you, but try as you might, your body would not move.
Your mother let out a sigh of relief as she let her mountainous ass cheeks fall back into place, their jiggly masses crushing and smothering you once more. You would have screamed out if you were able.
Just after letting her cheeks flop back together, it occurred to your mother that by scratching her "itch" she may have done so much damage to you that you wouldn't be able to move, but at the same time she was beginning to doubt that you were actually back there.
At that moment, Sarah walked into your Mary's room to ask her something
"Hey mom, I was won... why aren't you wearing pants"
Does Mary ask Sarah to look for you, or does she make up an excuse to avoid embarrassment?
Your mother inspected the thong and let out a sigh of relief when she saw that you were not on it. She looked at the sweaty, smelly thong and thought about what you would have went through. She chuckled and thought "if he had been stuck there it would have been absolutely terrible for him, good thing he wasn't". But little did she know that you were on there and it had been horrible, but not quite as horrible as your current situation. The sweat that coated the inside of Mary's crack had basically glued your flat form to her inner asscheek, deep enough that your face was almost pressed against her asshole.
Your mother decided to go and check on you in her underwear drawer, and get a change of underwear for herself while she was there. But when she opened the drawer she couldn't find you.
When she realised that you weren't in her underwear drawer either, Mary began to think about where else you could be. Her thought process was interrupted when she felt gas building up in her gut. She then let out a small fart which burned your skin and managed to dislodge your head and made it brush against her asshole.
Mary's relief from farting was interrupted by a strange feeling against her butthole, like a piece of fabric brushing against it.
"Oh god, is that Ben?"
When you heard the muffled sound of your name being mentioned, you struggled to make any kind of movement. But you found that you couldn't move at all. Between the sweat gluing you to her cheek and the damage that your body has been subjected to over the last month, your body was in no shape to be doing anything.
Mary spread her cheeks and said,
"Ben, if you're back there, please wiggle around to let me know you're there," you could tell she was worried about you and would feel terrible about doing this to you, but try as you might, your body would not move.
Your mother let out a sigh of relief as she let her mountainous ass cheeks fall back into place, their jiggly masses crushing and smothering you once more. You would have screamed out if you were able.
Just after letting her cheeks flop back together, it occurred to your mother that by scratching her "itch" she may have done so much damage to you that you wouldn't be able to move, but at the same time she was beginning to doubt that you were actually back there.
At that moment, Sarah walked into your Mary's room to ask her something
"Hey mom, I was won... why aren't you wearing pants"
Does Mary ask Sarah to look for you, or does she make up an excuse to avoid embarrassment?
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April 23, 2025
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