Of all the things that could happen this had to be at the absolute bottom of the list. Not only were you shrunken to the size of a very small ant and trapped in your mom's massive ass, you were in its deepest recesses and currently trapped between it and her bikini bottoms. The taut wall of fabric pinned you with enough force to prevent your movement, leaving you at the complete mercy of the twitching picker you were pretty much plastered against.

Outside, Zuleima and Sheila were looking at Miriam and couldn't help but find it amusing, it definitely looked like she was enjoying it far too much and both wondered if your tiny presence in their bodacious bottoms would really feel as good as Miriam's making it seem.

The increasing heat on the inside of her body combined with the summer sun beating down on her skin soon became too much to bear and there was only one thing in her mind to cool down: A nice, cold one. But she didn't want to move from her spot, she was enjoying this far too much and she didn't want to risk ruining it. She wasn't even sure what exactly you were doing but knowing you, she guessed you were giving her the best little massage you could.

"Hey, Sheila, could you pass me a beer?" Miriam asked with a somewhat dreamy tone which was quite fitting as she found herself feeling the need to anchor herself onto reality all while you were making her feel like one of the better dreams of her life.

Sheila was about to make a cheeky remark about getting it herself but given the current situation, plus seeing the look in her eyes she understood that Miriam was enjoying this on a different level than most things, though this only fed her own curiosity, yearning to find out just how good it felt to have you in her own enormous ass. She looked at the ice box, it was practically next to her

"Sure" She smiled and picked a bottle up along with a bottle opener and handed them to Miriam, watching intently how she quickly removed the bottlecap and began drinking. The sheer cold plus the moderate bitterness of the beer quenched her thirst. She briefly thought about the many conversations she had with you on the topic, as you didn't really like alcohol even as you reached 18 years of age, the legal drinking age in Mexico.

Miriam had always told you that upon growing up you'd learn to enjoy the taste but now she realized she might have been wrong but she wasn't complaining, she found it much cuter that you still remained faithful to chocolate milk and water, plus the occasional soda even if you weren't such a big fan of it outside of eating out. Raphael would tease her many times about how she wanted you to grow up to get married and give her grandchildren, yet she loved to see that your innocence persisted through the years,

'Come to think of it, dad still mostly drinks milk to this day, probably where he got it from' She thought, closing her eyes as she gulped the last of the beer and setting the empty bottle aside. Now that her initial thirst was taken care of, there seemed to be another kind of thirst that still needed to be addressed. Maybe it was the rush from the beer she just drank or the alcohol from the previous ones starting to kick in but she was feeling increasingly playful.

'What the hell is mom doing?!' You thought, trying to push yourself away from this massive rubbery disc. You knew what it was but you'd rather not think too much about it but it was getting increasingly hard as your arms and legs got caught between its plump, pulsating folds. It was quite uncanny that something of this size gave off warmth and moved, showing that it was indeed alive. Logically it was, you knew it of course but you never imagined that you'd bee seeing any single part of your mom's body like this.

The more you tried to push yourself away, the more that these wrinkly muscly bands pulled you closer, getting you pressed into their mass and the faster they twitched. You stopped for a moment to think if maybe this was an irritated reaction but in that case, she would've dug you out already, you couldn't imagine how annoying it'd be to have an itch in such a place.

'What are you even doing back there, Raph... wait, it's Blaise! Yeah, my baby' She thought just as she found herself slipping in and out from a dream-like state. She could feel your diminutive hands rubbing one of her more if not the most sensitive spots on her body and to say that she loved it was a severe understatement. She wiggled her hips and clenched her cheeks a few times but her asshole seemed to be operating on its own. She could feel it but she wasn't actively controlling it though she was enjoying it all the same.

As the minutes passed and possibly thanks to your gaming experience you found that there was a sort of pattern to your mom's movements and tried your best to bear with it though fully freeing you from her hungry-looking hole's grasp was out of the question for the time being. Both of your legs were firmly pinched between some of its folds, which should be mere wrinkles at normal size but at your current scale the whole thing was about 10 times your size. That you were contending with something so huge seemed like a feat out of many of the action games you'd played in the past.

"Sheesh, just how much stamina does that boy have? He massaged Lola and Miri like an hour each and he's still going at that size?" Sheila commented.

"Well, you know that Raphael's very strong and his son is no slouch. On the other hand it's possible the shrinking gave him enhanced stamina along with the increased durability... kind of a requirement for these things, otherwise we'd be all too heavy for him to handle" Zuleima explained.

"Speak for yourself, Zu, my baby doesn't think my ass is too big or fat" Miriam replied in a sort of sleepy-sounding voice but just as happy.

"I kinda wish I had a son half as good as that, not gonna lie" Zuleima chuckled.

"I thought you were content with your two girls" Sheila teased.

"Please, we all would've wanted a son like him, doesn't mean we aren't happy with our daughters even if some can be a handful" Dolores said as she walked towards the group with a bottle of beer in hand and her friends nodded in agreement.
"But being fair, Miri was the only one of us that really wished with all her heart to have a baby boy since kindergarten" The large lunch lady said, glancing at Miriam to see if she'd be flustered at all but upon looking at her it was made obvious that she was far more preoccupied with her bottom.

Indeed, Miriam's big booty was overly active and to you, it was a combination of being amidst a jiggling earthquake while her pucker pulsated rapidly and more erratically, its grip on your limbs became stronger though its rubbery folds were soft enough for them not to hurt even if they weren't as doughy as her cheeks. At this moment, you remembered how earlier before you got shrunken, you had picked out her wedgie, something that you'd gotten used to do over the years but were still heavily embarrassed about it while she treated it like a normal everyday occurrence. Knowing her, she probably thought this wasn't too different from that.

However, there were more consequences to the continuous stimulation her voluptuous bottom than either you or your mom expected. All the food she'd been eating and the beers she had while you were busy giving Dolores an extensive rub were just starting to take effect. You suddenly had an ominous feeling of great danger but only when a deep, loud gurgling began to be heard from the other side was when you finally understood what was about to happen and by then, it was already far too late.

"Mom, don't-!" You tried to say just as the fleshy maw-looking like hole abruptly opened right before you and it erupted with a gigantic explosion of hot gases, making a deafening, thunderous roar that rattled your skull. The winds themselves struck you like a colossal hurricane but her bikini bottoms held you firmly and so you took the brunt of these furious, swirling winds.

All of Miriam's friends paused as she suddenly unleashed a massive fart, loud enough that their ears hurt a little and her plump, juicy derriere jiggled and rippled intensely from the sheer force of the reeking winds blasting their way out from the depths between her cheeks.

"I thought he was doing a good job" Zuleima said with a visibly surprised expression.

"You sound like you don't know her" Sheila giggled "Am I right?" She said, looking at Miriam who was sighing in pleasure, she had forgotten that she had that much pent-up pressure in her tummy but the relief she felt was unprecedented. She heard Sheila and smiled at her, then she ripped an equally enormous fart right after.

"Yeah, she farts on him as a form of affection" Dolores chimed in "You know, for the longest time I thought it was strange but after seeing it in action for so long I think I'm starting to get it" She added and playfully patted her own gigantic derriere.

"Oh, that sounds like someone wants to give it a try herself" Miriam then said, smirking in amusement.

"If you let me have him after you're done... I don't see why not" Dolores replied.

"Oh, when she does it it's okay but if I do that it's not" Sheila pouted and crossed her arms.

"I mean, you're still the gassiest out of all of us, you even take pride in that" Zuleima said with a slight smile, these kinds of conversations really took her back to their highschool days.

"Well, yeah" Sheila sounded slightly flustered "But it's not like you all rip tiny fairy farts. That ass makes yours even more huge" She said that as she looked at Dolores and then she looked at Miriam "And you, with what you eat yours are almost as bad as mine but the difference is you could stop eating that stuff, I don't get that choice"

"Look, you can have your turn after Lola. Happy?" Miriam said just as her big booty erupted with yet another big fart that made her friends chuckle.

"If he can survive those..." Zuleima added.