You diligently rubbed your mom's large backside as you applied sunscreen on it. Just as it had been with Dolores, it seemed like her butt was particularly hungry for the cream as it kept getting absorbed into her skin but you already knew how this sort of thing would go, plus your mom loved it when you took your sweet time giving her any kind of massage.

While you were fully concentrate on the task at hand, Zuleima and Miriam were having a silent conversation while Sheila had to try her absolute hardest not to giggle and give away what was unfolding right before you. Zuleima showed Miriam her gun-like device and then showed its built-in screen, displaying a bar which began to decrease as Zuleima pushed a button. Sheila couldn't help but be a bit surprised upon seeing that Miriam let Zuleima decrease the bar all the way to the very minimum but also had a bit of a hungry look herself.

'Now?' Zuleima then mouthed but Miriam shook her head in response, for she wanted to enjoy your hands rubbing her plump rear for a bit longer.

Speaking of which, in spite of not being as overwhelmingly massive as Dolores, your mom packed quite the large curves herself, being comparable to your best friend Lillian, who boasted of having the biggest butt in the entire school not counting older and larger women, like Dolores herself. But it was almost as squishy and soft with just the tiniest hint of firmness that made it return to its round shape more quickly, the feeling was still very much akin to kneading dough.

You weren't sure whether this was weird or not but you sensed that objectively you shouldn't be feeling as embarrassed, since you're imply doing a favor to your mom but on the other hand you still feel about as flustered as you'd be with any other woman, the squishy softness into which your palms and fingers sank with ease made you feel tingles that traveled all the way up your arms, giving them goosebumps. The memories of your childhood, all those times you bumped face-first into the very same butt you were now massaging and all the times you simply tried to hug your mom from behind and ended up getting a faceful of it only made your nervousness increase.

Miriam smiled. She honestly loved it whenever she held you close, either with a hug or, like right now, had you massaging her but she also found it cute and amusing that you'd get flustered from doing so, being able to feel the shakiness in your hands as they kept kneading her doughy flesh. She noticed that after about half an hour, you finally began to massage the back of her thighs, meaning that her luscious cheeks had already absorbed as much sunscreen as they could. This is when she and Zuemy locked eyes with each other and with a single nod from her, Zuleima got the signal to act. Unfortunately for you, you wouldn't even see it coming...

All of sudden, you felt something hit you from behind, more or less on the middle of your back and it zapped you. You'd never been struck by lightning but you figured it'd feel akin to this, though far more intense as energy surged all over your body, making every hair in your head, your arms, the back of your neck and anywhere else stand on end. You also felt paralyzed, unable to utter a sound though you could breathe.

'The hell just-' You were unable to even finish that thought as your consciousness rapidly faded, like powering off a computer. All of your senses seemed to stop working to an extent greater than when being asleep. With no idea how long it had been, you then gradually began waking up, feeling like you'd been knocked out the hardest in your life. Not even the likes of Jordana had been able to do something at this level. You also felt a weird, ominousness in the air, like there was a looming danger but you couldn't explain why. It wasn't just anxiety, it was more like your instincts warning you of something, but what?

You woke up groggily with a yawn, rubbing your head, feeling like you'd fallen asleep for a long time without getting much rest from it. It definitely felt like time had passed but how much? You had no idea. You then tried to remember what was the last thing that happened and you recalled that you were rubbing sunscreen on your mom, and you were at some pool party with her friends and some relatives.

You then realized that you weren't asleep on any kind of sofa nor bed, it was a smooth, caramel-colored ground like you'd never encountered before in your life. It was incredibly soft and squishy too, molding to your body's shape far better than any memory foam or waterbed.

"Huh?" You sank your hand into this 'ground' and it felt sort of like a waterbed but that made no sense. You stood up, finding that this doughy ground made it rather difficult to maintain your footing and all you could see was an otherwise barren expanse, only more of this caramel-colored ground, stretching for what seemed like miles as far as your eyes could see in any direction.

"I heard of ending up in the middle of the desert after a crazy party but this is ridiculous" You muttered to yourself. You carefully knelt down and tried to dig into the ground but to no avail, this odd gelatinous substance simply couldn't get broken by your hand, it'd simply yield, letting it sink into it but you couldn't pull a single chunk out of it.
'Definitely not rock, and sure as hell not any kind of sand. The fuck kind of ground this is supposed to be?' You thought, scratching your head.

'Damn, nowhere to take shelter from the sun either' You thought, feeling the sun's intense light already beginning to burn. You looked around but anywhere you looked it seemed to be the exact same, only this strange ground. No trace of animals, trees or any sources of water. You then slapped yourself, trying to do a reality check.
'Not a fever dream either. But I can't be drunk, I didn't have any alcohol' You thought and decided to walk in hopes of finding anything that would distinguish this bizarre plain, though maybe calling it a plain was inaccurate, as you could sense that there was a curvature to it, like a hill, though far more massive, closer to a mountain if not something even larger, but then again, what was even larger than a mountain? A moon?

"Jesus, how small did you make him?" Sheila texted in a group chat with Zuleima and Miriam. The 3 were communicating via phone in spite of being right next to each other.

"Miriam said as small as it could go, that's 2 millimeters... or 1/10th of an inch" Zuleima replied, barely suppressing her urge to chuckle. All 3 ladies were giddy though for slightly different reasons. For Zuleima, this was the first time her device got tested outside of the lab and she was glad that it was a complete success.

"Isn't he the cutest? He doesn't even know where he is" Miriam said. She could feel your tiny footsteps on her plush flesh and its silky smooth skin and she was getting mad tingles all over her back from it.

"I mean, it looks like your ass is a literal planet to him" Sheila replied.
"There's no way you can deny having a big ass this time, Miri"

"Then what's yours? A galaxy?" Miriam replied with lightning quickness, catching her larger friend by surprise. She had to cover her mouth to suppress her giggling. Both she and Zuleima kept watching you trying not to make any noises, Zuleima livestreaming the footage in their chat so that Miriam could watch too.

'Have I gotten anywhere?' After who knows how many minutes, it felt like you were still in the same place. Looking around, everything looked the exact same. As you walked, you also had come to notice a few things, like the fact that this weird, squishy and doughy ground also felt moist and that there was a faint scent in the air. It took you a moment to recognize it but when you did, it only confused you more as it was the same scent as the sunscreen's.
'Why on Earth does this place smell of sunscreen, what the hell?' You looked around and even knelt down again, wiping your hand on the 'ground' and finding that there was the unmistakable residue of sunscreen on it.

Just then, you finally spotted something that was different but it was just if not even more bizarre. A large transparent blob, looking to be about as tall as you were. At first you wondered if it was some kind of balloon or plastic bag but as you approached it, you realized that it was liquid, in fact, it seemed to be water.
'How is that much water holding that shape?' You wondered.
'Maybe it's water in a transparent container?' You also thought and then you found yourself standing before it. It was just as reflective as water would be anywhere else and there wasn't a single hint that this water was being contained by anything, no opacity whatsoever.

Standing close to this odd blob of water, you sensed that there was a saltiness to its scent but this only would confuse you further.
'Seawater? At this time of the day and in the literal middle of nowhere?'
You cautiously reached towards it and touched it. Surprisingly, it seemed and felt like water but the fact that it wasn't forming a puddle on the ground and was just holding this blob shape made things all the more confusing. You withdrew your hand and it was definitely wet, the smell of salt was stronger but it was still relatively faint, nothing too overwhelming.

You then looked around and saw something yet more bizarre: More of these odd blobs of water emerged from the ground. The whole sight was like watching a movie about sci-fi or aliens, but the special effects were cranked up to the max. You could only scratch your head again, feeling even more confused. However, you realized that you might get in trouble if these blobs of water were to combine so you decided to try and walk away from this strange field, only to realize that more and more of these mysterious blobs of water kept emerging from the ground.

'Is this some kind of reverse world where this is their equivalent of rain or what?' You thought.

"Hey, at least he didn't drink any of that" Sheila texted in the group.

"To be fair, sweat is mostly water, it wouldn't have been toxic or anything" Zuleima replied.

"Yeah, unlike your farts" Miriam shot back in response to what she felt was another jab from Sheila.

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