They remember to check on you, can they free you?
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 19
by
Bobob1
Mary laid carefully on her stomach, thinking every second about her poor son, suffering as a sticker between her ass cheeks. She glanced back at her ass, hoping by some miracle she would see you standing there on top of it, but all she saw were two cheeks and a tight thong running between them. Mary sighed and mentally chastised herself, "I need to be more careful around Ben. He's just so tiny compared to my butt." She then laid her head down to rest, figuring that she simply needed to wait until the sun would work its magic and slowly unstick you from her skin.
Far down below your existence was pure torture. Only the tiniest bit of light poked through a gap between your mother's thong and her skin, but it allowed you to see nonetheless. All around you was nothing but skin on all sides. Dangerously close to your head was her butthole, you shuddered thinking even thinking about how bad things would be if you were just an inch closer. Worst of all you couldn't believe that she had decided to go to the beach fully knowing that you were stuck back there! From the muffled speech of Claire you heard earlier it sounded like they thought some time in the sun would help you come unstuck but in reality it was doing the opposite. Every second your mother spent laying out catching some rays heated her butt crack up like a personal sauna for you. Soon enough you began to see beads of sweat roll down the cleft of her ass, flowing right over you. Simultaneously as this sweat created the earthy stench you were sadly accustomed to, it also began to open up the pores on Mary's butt skin. This would have been practically imperceptible to a regular sized human but you could see the process clearly thanks to your stature and current situation. As her pores opened up you felt your squishy, sticker-like body get pinched by each one that was touching you. All too quickly they greedily sucked your body up, and at this point your heart dropped. You've been absorbed by a family member's pores only a few times before in your life, and the recovery process was long and arduous each time. You could only pray that Mary would be capable of freeing you without accidentally making things worse.
Meanwhile, Sarah had been laying down next to Mary for roughly a half an hour before rolling over and poking her in her ass. Mary woke up from her light nap, startled by Sarah's poke, and looked over. Sarah spoke up,
"So how did you end up freeing Ben from your big ol' butt, Mom?" she said. Mary responded, "Well, actually he was kind of impossible to get out, so Claire and I decided that allowing the sun to heat him up would make it easier for him to peel off." Mary sounded obviously sheepish, clearly uncomfortable talking about the logistics of unsticking her son from her ass crack. Just then Sarah burst into laughter at Mary's comment. "What's so funny?" Mary asked, clearly confused. Sarah calmed herself down enough to say, "I can't believe you really can't remember, especially considering the number of times Ben gets stuck to you somehow." Mary, now worried, asks, "Remember what!?" Sarah, giggling again says, "Heating Ben up while he's stuck to us just makes him MORE stuck, not less. I hate to break the news to you mom but you might have traded Ben for a new butt tattoo, if you catch my drift." Mary's heart sunk, she couldn't believe what Sarah had just said. At the same time Claire sat up and stared dumbfounded at Mary. Both your younger sister and your mother had been so oblivious that they may have sealed your fate as a permanent decoration in Mary's giant ass.
"Claire, quick can you check on Ben!?" Mary asked in a panic. Claire nodded and crawled towards Mary. Delicately, Mary peeled apart her ass cheeks and Claire peered in. Not much light could reach between her mammoth cheeks but deep down in the spot that she remembered you being, she saw nothing more than a discolored smear. "Oh god mom Sarah's right, he's barely even visible down there anymore. What are we gonna do?!" Mary removed her hands, letting her cheeks swing back into their resting position, steamrolling you in this thoughtless process. "We need to go home, now! Girls, pack your things, and somebody wake up Kim, but PLEASE don't tell her what's going on. I don't want her to worry about Ben." Claire quickly nudged Kim and woke her up, making up some excuse. Soon enough all the girls had packed their things and were back in the car heading home. Mary had slammed her ass into the driver's seat in her rush to get home, stupidly forgetting to be careful on your behalf yet again. After a short drive they all arrived home and Kim headed upstairs to take a shower. Then, your mother and sisters, huddled together. Your mother spoke up...
"..."
Far down below your existence was pure torture. Only the tiniest bit of light poked through a gap between your mother's thong and her skin, but it allowed you to see nonetheless. All around you was nothing but skin on all sides. Dangerously close to your head was her butthole, you shuddered thinking even thinking about how bad things would be if you were just an inch closer. Worst of all you couldn't believe that she had decided to go to the beach fully knowing that you were stuck back there! From the muffled speech of Claire you heard earlier it sounded like they thought some time in the sun would help you come unstuck but in reality it was doing the opposite. Every second your mother spent laying out catching some rays heated her butt crack up like a personal sauna for you. Soon enough you began to see beads of sweat roll down the cleft of her ass, flowing right over you. Simultaneously as this sweat created the earthy stench you were sadly accustomed to, it also began to open up the pores on Mary's butt skin. This would have been practically imperceptible to a regular sized human but you could see the process clearly thanks to your stature and current situation. As her pores opened up you felt your squishy, sticker-like body get pinched by each one that was touching you. All too quickly they greedily sucked your body up, and at this point your heart dropped. You've been absorbed by a family member's pores only a few times before in your life, and the recovery process was long and arduous each time. You could only pray that Mary would be capable of freeing you without accidentally making things worse.
Meanwhile, Sarah had been laying down next to Mary for roughly a half an hour before rolling over and poking her in her ass. Mary woke up from her light nap, startled by Sarah's poke, and looked over. Sarah spoke up,
"So how did you end up freeing Ben from your big ol' butt, Mom?" she said. Mary responded, "Well, actually he was kind of impossible to get out, so Claire and I decided that allowing the sun to heat him up would make it easier for him to peel off." Mary sounded obviously sheepish, clearly uncomfortable talking about the logistics of unsticking her son from her ass crack. Just then Sarah burst into laughter at Mary's comment. "What's so funny?" Mary asked, clearly confused. Sarah calmed herself down enough to say, "I can't believe you really can't remember, especially considering the number of times Ben gets stuck to you somehow." Mary, now worried, asks, "Remember what!?" Sarah, giggling again says, "Heating Ben up while he's stuck to us just makes him MORE stuck, not less. I hate to break the news to you mom but you might have traded Ben for a new butt tattoo, if you catch my drift." Mary's heart sunk, she couldn't believe what Sarah had just said. At the same time Claire sat up and stared dumbfounded at Mary. Both your younger sister and your mother had been so oblivious that they may have sealed your fate as a permanent decoration in Mary's giant ass.
"Claire, quick can you check on Ben!?" Mary asked in a panic. Claire nodded and crawled towards Mary. Delicately, Mary peeled apart her ass cheeks and Claire peered in. Not much light could reach between her mammoth cheeks but deep down in the spot that she remembered you being, she saw nothing more than a discolored smear. "Oh god mom Sarah's right, he's barely even visible down there anymore. What are we gonna do?!" Mary removed her hands, letting her cheeks swing back into their resting position, steamrolling you in this thoughtless process. "We need to go home, now! Girls, pack your things, and somebody wake up Kim, but PLEASE don't tell her what's going on. I don't want her to worry about Ben." Claire quickly nudged Kim and woke her up, making up some excuse. Soon enough all the girls had packed their things and were back in the car heading home. Mary had slammed her ass into the driver's seat in her rush to get home, stupidly forgetting to be careful on your behalf yet again. After a short drive they all arrived home and Kim headed upstairs to take a shower. Then, your mother and sisters, huddled together. Your mother spoke up...
"..."
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April 23, 2025
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