As you laid quietly in this dark crevice, you thought back to your day, wondering how did this escalate so quickly and get so out of control. You'd just gone to visit your grandma on your mother's side as usual, and somehow sniffing an exotic flower reduced you to the size of an ant or less! And with your apparent luck, you had to land on a flower that was on grandma Xóchitl's huge butt's level. she backed up onto it without realizing and you were clinging to her oversized fatty globes for your life next. Now she'd just sat down and you were somewhere under her, somehow avoiding getting squashed like a bug.
'I can't really find what I did wrong this time' You thought. This vaguely felt like some kind of cosmic punishment, fitting to some kind of hubris, but in all honesty, all you'd done as far as you knew was to be a decent son and grandson. Why was there a need to punish an innocent person? Then again, you knew accidents happened.
'Maybe this was just a series of unfortunate random things that just happened' You then thought, putting the topic to rest for now since there wasn't much more to gain from mortifying yourself. Right now all you could do was to recover whatever strength you could and hopefully get your grandma's attention.
Xóchitl kept sitting on the couch, now feeling more comfortable with that pesky itch gone, allowing her full weight to sink into the soft cushion, which her ample rear nearly flattened with ease. Your whereabouts still nagged her on the back of her mind because she had pretty keen hearing and she didn't hear the shower in your room, but her laziness won out for now. Thus, she found something nice to watch TV and allowed herself to relax, she had earned it after all that work in her garden after all.
Time passed and your environment seemed to get more stale, which was understandable, air couldn't be quite so fresh when trapped beneath Xóchitl's massive butt. You knew it on a superficial level, but now it became way more obvious that it was really huge, on par with the likes of Jordana or Dolores even. Imagining facing those at your current size gave you cold chills, with something telling you somehow that if Jordana were the one to find you like this you'd be in for a whole lot more suffering. Hopefully Dolores wouldn't be anywhere near as bad, but even the usually down-to-earth, motherly lunch lady had her Sheila-esque moments with you. You wondered if you should try getting Xóchitl's attention again or waiting until she moved, last time you tried all you got was to be dragged here in the first place, but who knows what might happen this time.
With some difficulty, as the weight bearing down on you was immense, You pushed up with your arms, sinking them as far as they could go into the warm, blubbery mass above you. It was baffling, you knew it was supposed to be a solid substance but it felt more like something akin to quicksand or pudding. Not that you'd intentionally touched her butt a lot, but comparing this to even Lillian or Zuemy, who for one reason or another had had you grab theirs, this was on a whole other level. Shuddering a little, you tried kneading what you could grab and hope she can feel it. Not too long after, you felt everything above you shake wildly, but you remained place still.
Xóchitl couldn't help but shudder when she felt something under her butt again. Not quite an itch like before, this was more like a faint tickle, one she found oddly pleasurable. Rather than investigating right away, she wiggled a little in her seat to be more comfortable and let her weight sink into the couch's cushion, trying to get the most of that mysterious feeling. She tried to guess what could possibly be making her feel like this because it definitely wasn't a tag, and she didn't believe a mere pebble would feel good like that.
She was so lost in her little game that she completely failed to realize that her gut had some pressure to let off, and she was only snapped out of it when a thunderous fart roared from beneath her humongous bottom, making the whole couch vibrate in the process. Notably, the tickle stopped and this only further piqued her curiosity.
'Oh dear, I hope it wasn't some little critter' She thought, feeling a little ashamed. As someone that loved nature, she disliked killing anything needlessly. Plus, now that the possibility that a living thing had been unfortunate enough to find itself under her very sizable rear, she pitied it, knowing that it was just too big and too heavy for anything that size. She was mildly impressed that it survived that long under her as well.
She wasn't the only one caught completely unprepared. You too had missed the ominous gurgling above that was warning you, devoting all the energy you had into getting your grandma's attention until you suddenly felt what could only be described as an enormous explosion, blasting with a thundering, reverberating roar that rattled your skull while its massive torrent of hot winds blew into you with full force as the couch's surface beneath you didn't help much in absorbing the impact. Everything around you quickly heated up and became filled with a rancid smell. It didn't take a genius to realize what had just happened, Xóchitl had just farted, right upon you.
'Well, she's Mom's mom... I should've seen this coming' You thought while coughing and gagging from the now more hostile, muggy atmosphere that surrounded you. Then, and unlike this previous incident, with no apparent warning, the pressure at your sides increased but the pressure above began easing up. It was a weird feeling, and you vaguely felt you were being moved upwards...
Half anticipating the outcome, Xóchitl got up from her couch and turned around to find what presumably would be the remains of whatever poor little creature that she'd just squashed and gassed into oblivion. Yet, when she looked, all she could see were the twin, seemingly unnaturally large round imprints on the couch's cushion. She scratched the back of her head, confused since she was sure she'd felt something under her before.
'Well, much better if I didn't end up squashing some little innocent creature' She shrugged and turned back around, as she wanted to sit down some more before she'd continue with the rest of her daily tasks. Usually she didn't like it much when you offered to help since she was perfectly capable of doing them all, but also appreciated the sentiment, and more often than not things were more fun when done together with a loved one.
Just as she'd began squatting over the couch, but before she lowered herself down, she shuddered a little when she felt something very small faintly twitch in between her more than generously sized cheeks. This time she was sure that definitely there was something in there, but between its incredibly small size and the sensorial interference caused by her leggings despite being stretched thin, she couldn't completely identify what it was nor its exact size. She also became a little worried that she might accidentally crush it with her fingers if she simply reached back there to pull it out. Her large belly rumbled again and she smiled as an idea clicked in her mind.
'Sorry little... whatever you are. But It's the only way to get you out without hurting you more' She mentally apologized as she simply relaxed her bowels, unleashing an even louder, longer blast of flatulence that easily dislodged the mysterious little thing in her crack and shot it out, almost like a bullet, hitting the couch's back cushion with notable force.
'Oh wow... maybe Miriam was right and homegrown beans may give more gas than the store bought ones' She thought with an amused giggle, surprised a little at the sheer power of her own fart.
If you thought Xóchitl's first fart was about the only you'd experience from her, Life or Fate decided to prove you very, very wrong in the harshest way possible. With little warning, a humongous explosion, one that you'd think could put manmade weapons to shame, blasted through with a deafening roar and furious hot winds that picked you up with ease and shot you out of your squishy prison. The air around you quickly chilled your skin as you flew faster than any human bullet stunt performers, only to abruptly stop as you smacked face-first on a large but familiar surface, that of the couch's fabric. Feeling beyond dizzy, you simply peeled off and slid down until you ended up more or less back int he middle of the huge indentations made by Xóchitl's big butt.
Once more, she straightened up and looked around, scanning the large couch with her eyes to find her mysterious little 'guest'...
'I can't really find what I did wrong this time' You thought. This vaguely felt like some kind of cosmic punishment, fitting to some kind of hubris, but in all honesty, all you'd done as far as you knew was to be a decent son and grandson. Why was there a need to punish an innocent person? Then again, you knew accidents happened.
'Maybe this was just a series of unfortunate random things that just happened' You then thought, putting the topic to rest for now since there wasn't much more to gain from mortifying yourself. Right now all you could do was to recover whatever strength you could and hopefully get your grandma's attention.
Xóchitl kept sitting on the couch, now feeling more comfortable with that pesky itch gone, allowing her full weight to sink into the soft cushion, which her ample rear nearly flattened with ease. Your whereabouts still nagged her on the back of her mind because she had pretty keen hearing and she didn't hear the shower in your room, but her laziness won out for now. Thus, she found something nice to watch TV and allowed herself to relax, she had earned it after all that work in her garden after all.
Time passed and your environment seemed to get more stale, which was understandable, air couldn't be quite so fresh when trapped beneath Xóchitl's massive butt. You knew it on a superficial level, but now it became way more obvious that it was really huge, on par with the likes of Jordana or Dolores even. Imagining facing those at your current size gave you cold chills, with something telling you somehow that if Jordana were the one to find you like this you'd be in for a whole lot more suffering. Hopefully Dolores wouldn't be anywhere near as bad, but even the usually down-to-earth, motherly lunch lady had her Sheila-esque moments with you. You wondered if you should try getting Xóchitl's attention again or waiting until she moved, last time you tried all you got was to be dragged here in the first place, but who knows what might happen this time.
With some difficulty, as the weight bearing down on you was immense, You pushed up with your arms, sinking them as far as they could go into the warm, blubbery mass above you. It was baffling, you knew it was supposed to be a solid substance but it felt more like something akin to quicksand or pudding. Not that you'd intentionally touched her butt a lot, but comparing this to even Lillian or Zuemy, who for one reason or another had had you grab theirs, this was on a whole other level. Shuddering a little, you tried kneading what you could grab and hope she can feel it. Not too long after, you felt everything above you shake wildly, but you remained place still.
Xóchitl couldn't help but shudder when she felt something under her butt again. Not quite an itch like before, this was more like a faint tickle, one she found oddly pleasurable. Rather than investigating right away, she wiggled a little in her seat to be more comfortable and let her weight sink into the couch's cushion, trying to get the most of that mysterious feeling. She tried to guess what could possibly be making her feel like this because it definitely wasn't a tag, and she didn't believe a mere pebble would feel good like that.
She was so lost in her little game that she completely failed to realize that her gut had some pressure to let off, and she was only snapped out of it when a thunderous fart roared from beneath her humongous bottom, making the whole couch vibrate in the process. Notably, the tickle stopped and this only further piqued her curiosity.
'Oh dear, I hope it wasn't some little critter' She thought, feeling a little ashamed. As someone that loved nature, she disliked killing anything needlessly. Plus, now that the possibility that a living thing had been unfortunate enough to find itself under her very sizable rear, she pitied it, knowing that it was just too big and too heavy for anything that size. She was mildly impressed that it survived that long under her as well.
She wasn't the only one caught completely unprepared. You too had missed the ominous gurgling above that was warning you, devoting all the energy you had into getting your grandma's attention until you suddenly felt what could only be described as an enormous explosion, blasting with a thundering, reverberating roar that rattled your skull while its massive torrent of hot winds blew into you with full force as the couch's surface beneath you didn't help much in absorbing the impact. Everything around you quickly heated up and became filled with a rancid smell. It didn't take a genius to realize what had just happened, Xóchitl had just farted, right upon you.
'Well, she's Mom's mom... I should've seen this coming' You thought while coughing and gagging from the now more hostile, muggy atmosphere that surrounded you. Then, and unlike this previous incident, with no apparent warning, the pressure at your sides increased but the pressure above began easing up. It was a weird feeling, and you vaguely felt you were being moved upwards...
Half anticipating the outcome, Xóchitl got up from her couch and turned around to find what presumably would be the remains of whatever poor little creature that she'd just squashed and gassed into oblivion. Yet, when she looked, all she could see were the twin, seemingly unnaturally large round imprints on the couch's cushion. She scratched the back of her head, confused since she was sure she'd felt something under her before.
'Well, much better if I didn't end up squashing some little innocent creature' She shrugged and turned back around, as she wanted to sit down some more before she'd continue with the rest of her daily tasks. Usually she didn't like it much when you offered to help since she was perfectly capable of doing them all, but also appreciated the sentiment, and more often than not things were more fun when done together with a loved one.
Just as she'd began squatting over the couch, but before she lowered herself down, she shuddered a little when she felt something very small faintly twitch in between her more than generously sized cheeks. This time she was sure that definitely there was something in there, but between its incredibly small size and the sensorial interference caused by her leggings despite being stretched thin, she couldn't completely identify what it was nor its exact size. She also became a little worried that she might accidentally crush it with her fingers if she simply reached back there to pull it out. Her large belly rumbled again and she smiled as an idea clicked in her mind.
'Sorry little... whatever you are. But It's the only way to get you out without hurting you more' She mentally apologized as she simply relaxed her bowels, unleashing an even louder, longer blast of flatulence that easily dislodged the mysterious little thing in her crack and shot it out, almost like a bullet, hitting the couch's back cushion with notable force.
'Oh wow... maybe Miriam was right and homegrown beans may give more gas than the store bought ones' She thought with an amused giggle, surprised a little at the sheer power of her own fart.
If you thought Xóchitl's first fart was about the only you'd experience from her, Life or Fate decided to prove you very, very wrong in the harshest way possible. With little warning, a humongous explosion, one that you'd think could put manmade weapons to shame, blasted through with a deafening roar and furious hot winds that picked you up with ease and shot you out of your squishy prison. The air around you quickly chilled your skin as you flew faster than any human bullet stunt performers, only to abruptly stop as you smacked face-first on a large but familiar surface, that of the couch's fabric. Feeling beyond dizzy, you simply peeled off and slid down until you ended up more or less back int he middle of the huge indentations made by Xóchitl's big butt.
Once more, she straightened up and looked around, scanning the large couch with her eyes to find her mysterious little 'guest'...
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May 12, 2023
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