"Oh?" Miriam's eyes widened as she looked at the diminutive figure, roughly 1/10 inch tall, laying on Caren's palm. Despite being so small, her sharp eyesight and perhaps her maternal instinct picked up on the cues, instantly recognizing you. However, rather than being shocked as you'd expect, she looked... flustered? "Baby!" She then cooed. You facepalmed hard enough for it to hurt like a self inflicted slap while Caren giggled.
"Yeah, I've finally had the chance to meet your baby boy" The silver haired horny nun said.
"And it seems it went well" Miriam chuckled "He's kinda skittish with girls most of the time, I wonder how you got him to agree to shrink that small"
'What the hell, why does she talk about this like it's a normal thing?!' You thought, but you couldn't dare to raise your voice against your mom.
"I simply used the charms I've been given" Caren playfully winked at Miriam and slapped her big ass with her free hand. Your mom gave her an approving smile, leaving you even more baffled.
"You look so cute like that, sweetie" She said to you, and reached for you without asking. Caren saw this and simply let her pick you up from her hand.
You breathed a sigh of relief that your mom was the one holding you this time. But it was clear that these two knew each other a lot more than you first thought, and the fact that she was chill with all of this was still very confusing. Then, without any warning, your mom brought you to her massive cleavage and playfully dropped you in, engulfing you with her large boobs. You even heard her giggling as she slightly shook her cleavage, making your hefty, squishy surroundings jiggle and bounce.
"I guess this is the closest I'll get to how a Kangaroo mama feels" Miriam joked, admiring how neatly you fit in the makeshift pouch that her cleavage created "It would've been so cute to carry him around as a baby like this" She said and both you and Caren could tell that she really meant it even if she tried to downplay it as a silly joke.
"I knew you'd love it" Caren laughed, watching Miriam being happy like a child on Christmas day.
"Mom!" You tried to scream as she gleefully had you engulfed by her huge boobs, enjoying the feeling of your tiny body embedded between her abundant, bouncing flesh.
"I know, baby! I'm loving this too" She giggled, pressing her boobs together as a makeshift hug. Your only relief is that Caren's word proved true, and you didn't get harmed despite getting crushed by millions upon millions of metric tons of fatty flesh.
"Don't think I didn't notice where you were carrying him" She said to Caren, who was surprised for a split second, but then responded with a cheeky smile.
"Then you remember what we were talking about the other day, huh?" Caren then said and both women giggled, with Miriam nodding in response.
'I don't think I even want to know' You sighed and resigned yourself to your impromptu maternal boobage prison. At least it wasn't Caren's huge butt.
Caren saw that Miriam kept shifting around on her seat and decided to ask, since it was unusual "Something wrong with your chair? I thought these offices were supposed to be more luxurious. Back in our Church we only ever get hard wooden seats, but then again those of us with 'natural cushioning' can do fine" She giggled.
"Oh, it's not the chair" Miriam replied with a nonchalant chuckle "I'm not sure if it's because of this heat, these stuffy clothes in this hot summer weather, or maybe it's just some stray piece of lint, but my butt has been itching pretty badly all day, and this skirt is too taut, I can't even reach in to scratch it" She said.
"That must suck" Caren replied but almost immediately, something in her head clicked and she grinned "Well, I guess that means it's even more of a good thing that I came to see you today then"
"Huh?" Miriam raised an eyebrow.
"Looks like this is a job for a tiny gentleman who can easily dive in there and take care of the issue for you~" Caren giggled as she gave a very blatant glance at Miriam's chest, who got the hint and laughed a little while blushing.
"Oh, right! It didn't even cross my mind" Miriam chuckled and effortlessly fished you out of her cleavage "Hey honey, mama has an important job for you" She said in her usual sweet tone while Caren tried very hard not to snicker.
"Huh? What?" You had been too busy gulping down fresh air and letting the AC chill you after having been stuffed down your mom's overbearingly warm chest.
"I've got this really bad itch, you know... back there, and I could really use someone diving in there and taking care of it for me" She said, inadvertently giving you the puppy eyes as she asked for this 'favor'.
"M-Mom, please..." You wanted to refuse, but you never had it in you to hurt your mom's feelings, not even in a situation like this. You turned back to look at Caren, silently pleading at her to save you from this nightmare but she simply shrugged and playfully waved goodbye at you.
Miriam then stood up and went into her office's private bathroom, closing the door behind her. She struggled to get her skirt's back zipper down since she was using only one hand and that skirt was clearly a few sizes too small for her curvaceous behind. It took a few minutes of jumping, jiggling and jostling until she managed to do so, and when she did you almost felt like a wave of salty steam hit you. Your eyes widened in terror, she definitely was having a case of swamp ass even though what you could see from the deep chasm of her crack looked dry.
"Phew. It feels good just to air the buns out by itself" Miriam joked "But I really need you to get that itch, it's driving me crazy!"
'What god in Heaven did I piss off to be punished like this?' You thought and then, she began to lower you down towards her massive cheeks. You could even hear the fabric of her skirt stretching to its most absolute limit, somehow not getting torn to shreds. You wondered if this uncanny durability didn't come from Caren messing with it, since shrunken stuff is stronger according to her claim.
Then, like those nightmares where you simply fall for no reason, you found yourself plummeting down, but much to your frustration, this wasn't the kind of nightmare you could wake up from, instead, those mountain sized, caramel colored bouncing jiggly globes grew larger and larger as you approached the grand divide between them, a canyon in its own right.
Seeing your mom's severely undersized thong struggling to contain all of that enormous booty only made you shudder more and weirdly enough, feel some sympathy for the unlucky piece of cloth that had to spend the whole day wedged between these gigantic buns.
Soon enough, you found yourself in darkness, surrounded by two immense, doughy walls that engulfed you with their unfathomable weight. The air felt dense, hot and heavy, like a swampy sauna, although it didn't reek much, there was only that salty scent in the air that was a clear indicator of evaporating sweat 'I guess even mom takes better care of her butt than that crazy nun' You thought. The huge walls enveloping you then quivered and you heard your mom giggling.
"Oooh, that feels so good! I didn't think you were that chilly, even after warming up with my girls" She chuckled "You feel like a tiny ice cube down there, sweetie" She said as she began to gently clench her huge cheeks, wanting to feel better the cool of your tiny body, bouncing and jostling you in between them as she slightly shook her hips.
"I could get used to this~" She muttered, but you still managed to hear it, despite the massive amount of metric tons of squishy doughy booty flesh muffling the noises from the outside.
"Okay, I need you to go deeper down there and scratch on the right side" She instructed, playfully patting her butt as a way to show affection, but in the end it only caused jiggling tremors that made it difficult for you to move. Having no further choices, you reluctantly obeyed.
Trying to go down as she wanted, or in any direction for that matter, felt as if you had to swim in an ocean of warm pudding. As much as you had told your mom that she was in great shape, the truth was that her huge butt was mostly fat, and that fatty mass was what gave it this consistency... but then again, if it were more muscular, it'd be much denser and heavier, and it might have flattened you for real. The thought of getting actually squashed in between your mom's gigantic booty cheeks made you shudder.
'You know what? This is fine... Buns of Jello sure beats Buns of Steel when you're in a position where those can crush you' You thought, trying to psych yourself to put more effort into reaching your destination 'I swear I won't complain about mom's butt again if I make it out of here alive'
Miriam shuddered, feeling pleasant tingles that came from her sensitive crack and traveled up all the way up her spine, where they multiplied and spread all over her shoulders and the back of her neck. She didn't thing that feeling something so small going down her crack could feel this good, but it was also very possible that the knowledge that it was specifically you down there was adding to the intensity of those feelings. She even thought that you were giving her a massage on your way down, which she came to appreciate, "rewarding you" by constantly clenching her huge booty, seeing it as soft hugs in her mind.
To you, this was like the kind of dungeon that Indiana Jones never had to deal with, getting constantly squeezed between these humongous, gelatinous fleshy walls as you struggled to push them apart and go down, using motions that heavily resembled swimming. Eventually, you reached your destination, a fact that you only were made aware of because your mom herself told you.
"There... now, please just scratch me on the right side, or see if there's anything irritating me in there, honey" She giggled. Sighging, you tried to obey both things, using one hand to scratch her right cheek while you looked around to see if there was anything sharing your terrible fate, getting stuck down this enormous ass, that could possibly be causing your mom that pesky itch...
"Yeah, I've finally had the chance to meet your baby boy" The silver haired horny nun said.
"And it seems it went well" Miriam chuckled "He's kinda skittish with girls most of the time, I wonder how you got him to agree to shrink that small"
'What the hell, why does she talk about this like it's a normal thing?!' You thought, but you couldn't dare to raise your voice against your mom.
"I simply used the charms I've been given" Caren playfully winked at Miriam and slapped her big ass with her free hand. Your mom gave her an approving smile, leaving you even more baffled.
"You look so cute like that, sweetie" She said to you, and reached for you without asking. Caren saw this and simply let her pick you up from her hand.
You breathed a sigh of relief that your mom was the one holding you this time. But it was clear that these two knew each other a lot more than you first thought, and the fact that she was chill with all of this was still very confusing. Then, without any warning, your mom brought you to her massive cleavage and playfully dropped you in, engulfing you with her large boobs. You even heard her giggling as she slightly shook her cleavage, making your hefty, squishy surroundings jiggle and bounce.
"I guess this is the closest I'll get to how a Kangaroo mama feels" Miriam joked, admiring how neatly you fit in the makeshift pouch that her cleavage created "It would've been so cute to carry him around as a baby like this" She said and both you and Caren could tell that she really meant it even if she tried to downplay it as a silly joke.
"I knew you'd love it" Caren laughed, watching Miriam being happy like a child on Christmas day.
"Mom!" You tried to scream as she gleefully had you engulfed by her huge boobs, enjoying the feeling of your tiny body embedded between her abundant, bouncing flesh.
"I know, baby! I'm loving this too" She giggled, pressing her boobs together as a makeshift hug. Your only relief is that Caren's word proved true, and you didn't get harmed despite getting crushed by millions upon millions of metric tons of fatty flesh.
"Don't think I didn't notice where you were carrying him" She said to Caren, who was surprised for a split second, but then responded with a cheeky smile.
"Then you remember what we were talking about the other day, huh?" Caren then said and both women giggled, with Miriam nodding in response.
'I don't think I even want to know' You sighed and resigned yourself to your impromptu maternal boobage prison. At least it wasn't Caren's huge butt.
Caren saw that Miriam kept shifting around on her seat and decided to ask, since it was unusual "Something wrong with your chair? I thought these offices were supposed to be more luxurious. Back in our Church we only ever get hard wooden seats, but then again those of us with 'natural cushioning' can do fine" She giggled.
"Oh, it's not the chair" Miriam replied with a nonchalant chuckle "I'm not sure if it's because of this heat, these stuffy clothes in this hot summer weather, or maybe it's just some stray piece of lint, but my butt has been itching pretty badly all day, and this skirt is too taut, I can't even reach in to scratch it" She said.
"That must suck" Caren replied but almost immediately, something in her head clicked and she grinned "Well, I guess that means it's even more of a good thing that I came to see you today then"
"Huh?" Miriam raised an eyebrow.
"Looks like this is a job for a tiny gentleman who can easily dive in there and take care of the issue for you~" Caren giggled as she gave a very blatant glance at Miriam's chest, who got the hint and laughed a little while blushing.
"Oh, right! It didn't even cross my mind" Miriam chuckled and effortlessly fished you out of her cleavage "Hey honey, mama has an important job for you" She said in her usual sweet tone while Caren tried very hard not to snicker.
"Huh? What?" You had been too busy gulping down fresh air and letting the AC chill you after having been stuffed down your mom's overbearingly warm chest.
"I've got this really bad itch, you know... back there, and I could really use someone diving in there and taking care of it for me" She said, inadvertently giving you the puppy eyes as she asked for this 'favor'.
"M-Mom, please..." You wanted to refuse, but you never had it in you to hurt your mom's feelings, not even in a situation like this. You turned back to look at Caren, silently pleading at her to save you from this nightmare but she simply shrugged and playfully waved goodbye at you.
Miriam then stood up and went into her office's private bathroom, closing the door behind her. She struggled to get her skirt's back zipper down since she was using only one hand and that skirt was clearly a few sizes too small for her curvaceous behind. It took a few minutes of jumping, jiggling and jostling until she managed to do so, and when she did you almost felt like a wave of salty steam hit you. Your eyes widened in terror, she definitely was having a case of swamp ass even though what you could see from the deep chasm of her crack looked dry.
"Phew. It feels good just to air the buns out by itself" Miriam joked "But I really need you to get that itch, it's driving me crazy!"
'What god in Heaven did I piss off to be punished like this?' You thought and then, she began to lower you down towards her massive cheeks. You could even hear the fabric of her skirt stretching to its most absolute limit, somehow not getting torn to shreds. You wondered if this uncanny durability didn't come from Caren messing with it, since shrunken stuff is stronger according to her claim.
Then, like those nightmares where you simply fall for no reason, you found yourself plummeting down, but much to your frustration, this wasn't the kind of nightmare you could wake up from, instead, those mountain sized, caramel colored bouncing jiggly globes grew larger and larger as you approached the grand divide between them, a canyon in its own right.
Seeing your mom's severely undersized thong struggling to contain all of that enormous booty only made you shudder more and weirdly enough, feel some sympathy for the unlucky piece of cloth that had to spend the whole day wedged between these gigantic buns.
Soon enough, you found yourself in darkness, surrounded by two immense, doughy walls that engulfed you with their unfathomable weight. The air felt dense, hot and heavy, like a swampy sauna, although it didn't reek much, there was only that salty scent in the air that was a clear indicator of evaporating sweat 'I guess even mom takes better care of her butt than that crazy nun' You thought. The huge walls enveloping you then quivered and you heard your mom giggling.
"Oooh, that feels so good! I didn't think you were that chilly, even after warming up with my girls" She chuckled "You feel like a tiny ice cube down there, sweetie" She said as she began to gently clench her huge cheeks, wanting to feel better the cool of your tiny body, bouncing and jostling you in between them as she slightly shook her hips.
"I could get used to this~" She muttered, but you still managed to hear it, despite the massive amount of metric tons of squishy doughy booty flesh muffling the noises from the outside.
"Okay, I need you to go deeper down there and scratch on the right side" She instructed, playfully patting her butt as a way to show affection, but in the end it only caused jiggling tremors that made it difficult for you to move. Having no further choices, you reluctantly obeyed.
Trying to go down as she wanted, or in any direction for that matter, felt as if you had to swim in an ocean of warm pudding. As much as you had told your mom that she was in great shape, the truth was that her huge butt was mostly fat, and that fatty mass was what gave it this consistency... but then again, if it were more muscular, it'd be much denser and heavier, and it might have flattened you for real. The thought of getting actually squashed in between your mom's gigantic booty cheeks made you shudder.
'You know what? This is fine... Buns of Jello sure beats Buns of Steel when you're in a position where those can crush you' You thought, trying to psych yourself to put more effort into reaching your destination 'I swear I won't complain about mom's butt again if I make it out of here alive'
Miriam shuddered, feeling pleasant tingles that came from her sensitive crack and traveled up all the way up her spine, where they multiplied and spread all over her shoulders and the back of her neck. She didn't thing that feeling something so small going down her crack could feel this good, but it was also very possible that the knowledge that it was specifically you down there was adding to the intensity of those feelings. She even thought that you were giving her a massage on your way down, which she came to appreciate, "rewarding you" by constantly clenching her huge booty, seeing it as soft hugs in her mind.
To you, this was like the kind of dungeon that Indiana Jones never had to deal with, getting constantly squeezed between these humongous, gelatinous fleshy walls as you struggled to push them apart and go down, using motions that heavily resembled swimming. Eventually, you reached your destination, a fact that you only were made aware of because your mom herself told you.
"There... now, please just scratch me on the right side, or see if there's anything irritating me in there, honey" She giggled. Sighging, you tried to obey both things, using one hand to scratch her right cheek while you looked around to see if there was anything sharing your terrible fate, getting stuck down this enormous ass, that could possibly be causing your mom that pesky itch...
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May 12, 2023
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