"So, uh... what's next?" You hesitantly asked because it was definitely better to try and do what little you could to prepare for whatever would come next. Hopefully nothing much more terrible than this whole predicament already is.
"Hmm" Miriam didn't sound like she had thought this very far ahead
"Well, the idea is to get used to being there for most of the day, I mean, that's the medical point" She plainly replied
"But for us in particular... I think Zuleima's right in that we can use this opportunity to spend more time together" She said, almost cooing.
You quietly sighed. You wanted to be mad, but at the same time, and despite not being actually native to this world, you sort of could see why your mom would crave any chance to have any quality time with you. Back in your own world she stopped being able to do so more or less after you turned 10.
'Huh... I hadn't thought about that...' You thought upon noticing the oddly coincidental timing, both in your world and this one, that was the mark after which your mom stopped being able to be there as much as she used to, albeit for wildly different reasons and in very different contexts.
"I know I can't fully understand what being a micro is like... but... you know, call me corny if you want... but I miss those older days" She sighed.
"I miss when I was able to pick you up, feed you, keep you warm on my body... to be able to do all of those things without you being afraid"
"H-Huh?" You raised an eyebrow and then heard her laugh a little.
"You might be small, sweetie, but I can still see your face or feel when you tense up, and even the sound of your voice when you're stressed out. I don't really blame you, but I know that you do get scared when I pick you up... I can feel you tense up when I feed you and even right now I can tell you're actually scared but you're trying not to look like you are" She said, but in a pretty casual, kind tone rather than an admonishing one. However your eyes widened still, you weren't expecting her to be aware of all those things, specially not the last one.
"I-I..." You didn't know what to say, but felt the urge to apologize. Her soft chuckling helped soothe you though.
"I'm not mad... if anything it makes me a bit sad, but I'm not blaming you" She said.
"But I still remember when the times I accidentally sat on you were just funny anecdotes and not traumatic events" She quietly huffed.
"Or the times you fell into my cleavage and tickled me to alert me of your presence" She said, laughing a little again
"Sweetie, I always know when you're on my body, but I was in the middle of a presentation at work" She added.
"Thankfully most other people there were moms so they understood"
You more or less could imagine those past mishaps now that you had some hands-on experience with reality at this size, though you couldn't help but shudder at the thought. Suddenly everything began shaking wildly.
"But I'm not gonna lie, work aside, I don't really mind the tickles" She said, slightly shaking her hips to give you a hint.
At this point, you knew better than to keep questioning this world, at least until you could learn more about it, and for the time being decided to just roll along with your mom. With some difficulty, you used one hand to try and tickle the endless blubbery masses that engulfed you. The giggling that ensued, as well as more earthquake-like shaking pretty much confirmed that it worked.
Miriam cooed and lightly clenched her butt as her way of thanking you, but given its sheer size, even the lightest clenches to you were like being sandwiched between 2 of the world's biggest hydraulic presses, though unlike those, rather than cold metal, you found yourself engulfed by warm and exceedingly squishy soft flesh. When you were fully surrounded by it you felt strangely peaceful, there was a sense of safety that you couldn't even understand, the conscious part of your brain was scared, yet, something else was trying to tell it that it was fine. You shuddered, feeling like something was messing with your head, but you couldn't tell what exactly it was. But it definitely felt like something beyond your conscious...
You guessed that Miriam's peculiar 'thank you' would only last for a few minutes, but more than just a few minutes had passed and you could still feel the soft squishy walls that were her immense cheeks pressing into you rhythmically, although it felt different from when she was clenching earlier.
"Uh... mom... what are you doing?" You asked, rather timidly since it was all deeply embarrassing, to you at least.
"Giving you a massage" She softly replied
"It's not gonna be all chores with you in there, you know? I can do some things for you too!" She sounded so happy about this that once more, you couldn't find it in yourself to dare ruin that mood. Back in your own reality, Miriam was definitely very prone to physical affection, lots of hugs, kisses and more sitting on your lap than you'd like to admit, though now you could say that you were glad you weren't this small there.
"You used to love these massages by the way" She added with a giggle "Sometimes you asked for them before going to sleep"
You raised an eyebrow. If the 'other' you was anything like yourself, you doubted that claim, but then... there it was again, a pervading, odd sense of peace and safety. You shook your head, trying to get rid of it, but ignoring it only became harder as time went by. Those thoughts, however, became a lesser problem when you realized that your mom's notions were dragging you deeper into her canyon-esque crack, and as far as you could tell, it wasn't even intentional on her part. Thankfully, it stopped before you even tried to muster up the courage to try and tell her about it.
"Oh! Something important... even though I'll be taking my well-deserved vacations from work, it's probably a good idea to also try and get used to me sitting down, it's probably gonna happen at least a few times every day" She suddenly said, making you feel an empty pit in your stomach as well as an odd, ominous sense of vertigo.
"Hmm... maybe you should go a little bit deeper... Unless you wanna try to be my cushion!" She chuckled. You didn't really want to go any deeper, but after your brief experience under her, you didn't want to feel her full weight upon you either... it was a lose-lose situation, and you had to pick the lesser evil.
You tried reassuring yourself that at least she was nice about it and very reluctantly climbed down, you felt like you were going down a bottomless chasm, and as you went further down the warmer it got, and the pressure increased, but this only served to fill you with contradictory signals as that very same warmth that made you uncomfortable felt oddly soothing, and the same applied by the squishy softness that engulfed you.
"Alright, here we go. I'll be careful" She said, and soon you could feel as if the entire universe shifted, feeling strangely weightless for an instant before sensing that you were plummeting down, well, not really you, but everything else around you, with you along for the ride. Soon after you heard the bed's mattress groan under your mom's weight, something you could actually relate to, sadly. The pressure increased around you, a lot more than when she clenched, but nowhere near enough to hurt, though it largely pinned you in place, making you struggle to keep your face free from the jiggly mass that encased your entire being.
"So... how was it? Are you alright?" She kindly asked, and when you tried to respond you got a mouthful of said jiggly flesh. Miriam blushed a little when she felt what she thought was a kiss. She giggled for a few seconds and lightly shuddered, getting goosebumps on her arms and the back of her neck. Given your early reactions and overall uneasy attitude, this was among the last things she expected, but she was actually glad.
"Oh... I see" She said, still laughing a little as she slowly ground her hips on the bed to get more comfortable, feeling the entirety of your tiny body completely surrounded by her generous bottom. She felt like she was going to enjoy this a whole lot more than she first thought...
What happens next?
"Hmm" Miriam didn't sound like she had thought this very far ahead
"Well, the idea is to get used to being there for most of the day, I mean, that's the medical point" She plainly replied
"But for us in particular... I think Zuleima's right in that we can use this opportunity to spend more time together" She said, almost cooing.
You quietly sighed. You wanted to be mad, but at the same time, and despite not being actually native to this world, you sort of could see why your mom would crave any chance to have any quality time with you. Back in your own world she stopped being able to do so more or less after you turned 10.
'Huh... I hadn't thought about that...' You thought upon noticing the oddly coincidental timing, both in your world and this one, that was the mark after which your mom stopped being able to be there as much as she used to, albeit for wildly different reasons and in very different contexts.
"I know I can't fully understand what being a micro is like... but... you know, call me corny if you want... but I miss those older days" She sighed.
"I miss when I was able to pick you up, feed you, keep you warm on my body... to be able to do all of those things without you being afraid"
"H-Huh?" You raised an eyebrow and then heard her laugh a little.
"You might be small, sweetie, but I can still see your face or feel when you tense up, and even the sound of your voice when you're stressed out. I don't really blame you, but I know that you do get scared when I pick you up... I can feel you tense up when I feed you and even right now I can tell you're actually scared but you're trying not to look like you are" She said, but in a pretty casual, kind tone rather than an admonishing one. However your eyes widened still, you weren't expecting her to be aware of all those things, specially not the last one.
"I-I..." You didn't know what to say, but felt the urge to apologize. Her soft chuckling helped soothe you though.
"I'm not mad... if anything it makes me a bit sad, but I'm not blaming you" She said.
"But I still remember when the times I accidentally sat on you were just funny anecdotes and not traumatic events" She quietly huffed.
"Or the times you fell into my cleavage and tickled me to alert me of your presence" She said, laughing a little again
"Sweetie, I always know when you're on my body, but I was in the middle of a presentation at work" She added.
"Thankfully most other people there were moms so they understood"
You more or less could imagine those past mishaps now that you had some hands-on experience with reality at this size, though you couldn't help but shudder at the thought. Suddenly everything began shaking wildly.
"But I'm not gonna lie, work aside, I don't really mind the tickles" She said, slightly shaking her hips to give you a hint.
At this point, you knew better than to keep questioning this world, at least until you could learn more about it, and for the time being decided to just roll along with your mom. With some difficulty, you used one hand to try and tickle the endless blubbery masses that engulfed you. The giggling that ensued, as well as more earthquake-like shaking pretty much confirmed that it worked.
Miriam cooed and lightly clenched her butt as her way of thanking you, but given its sheer size, even the lightest clenches to you were like being sandwiched between 2 of the world's biggest hydraulic presses, though unlike those, rather than cold metal, you found yourself engulfed by warm and exceedingly squishy soft flesh. When you were fully surrounded by it you felt strangely peaceful, there was a sense of safety that you couldn't even understand, the conscious part of your brain was scared, yet, something else was trying to tell it that it was fine. You shuddered, feeling like something was messing with your head, but you couldn't tell what exactly it was. But it definitely felt like something beyond your conscious...
You guessed that Miriam's peculiar 'thank you' would only last for a few minutes, but more than just a few minutes had passed and you could still feel the soft squishy walls that were her immense cheeks pressing into you rhythmically, although it felt different from when she was clenching earlier.
"Uh... mom... what are you doing?" You asked, rather timidly since it was all deeply embarrassing, to you at least.
"Giving you a massage" She softly replied
"It's not gonna be all chores with you in there, you know? I can do some things for you too!" She sounded so happy about this that once more, you couldn't find it in yourself to dare ruin that mood. Back in your own reality, Miriam was definitely very prone to physical affection, lots of hugs, kisses and more sitting on your lap than you'd like to admit, though now you could say that you were glad you weren't this small there.
"You used to love these massages by the way" She added with a giggle "Sometimes you asked for them before going to sleep"
You raised an eyebrow. If the 'other' you was anything like yourself, you doubted that claim, but then... there it was again, a pervading, odd sense of peace and safety. You shook your head, trying to get rid of it, but ignoring it only became harder as time went by. Those thoughts, however, became a lesser problem when you realized that your mom's notions were dragging you deeper into her canyon-esque crack, and as far as you could tell, it wasn't even intentional on her part. Thankfully, it stopped before you even tried to muster up the courage to try and tell her about it.
"Oh! Something important... even though I'll be taking my well-deserved vacations from work, it's probably a good idea to also try and get used to me sitting down, it's probably gonna happen at least a few times every day" She suddenly said, making you feel an empty pit in your stomach as well as an odd, ominous sense of vertigo.
"Hmm... maybe you should go a little bit deeper... Unless you wanna try to be my cushion!" She chuckled. You didn't really want to go any deeper, but after your brief experience under her, you didn't want to feel her full weight upon you either... it was a lose-lose situation, and you had to pick the lesser evil.
You tried reassuring yourself that at least she was nice about it and very reluctantly climbed down, you felt like you were going down a bottomless chasm, and as you went further down the warmer it got, and the pressure increased, but this only served to fill you with contradictory signals as that very same warmth that made you uncomfortable felt oddly soothing, and the same applied by the squishy softness that engulfed you.
"Alright, here we go. I'll be careful" She said, and soon you could feel as if the entire universe shifted, feeling strangely weightless for an instant before sensing that you were plummeting down, well, not really you, but everything else around you, with you along for the ride. Soon after you heard the bed's mattress groan under your mom's weight, something you could actually relate to, sadly. The pressure increased around you, a lot more than when she clenched, but nowhere near enough to hurt, though it largely pinned you in place, making you struggle to keep your face free from the jiggly mass that encased your entire being.
"So... how was it? Are you alright?" She kindly asked, and when you tried to respond you got a mouthful of said jiggly flesh. Miriam blushed a little when she felt what she thought was a kiss. She giggled for a few seconds and lightly shuddered, getting goosebumps on her arms and the back of her neck. Given your early reactions and overall uneasy attitude, this was among the last things she expected, but she was actually glad.
"Oh... I see" She said, still laughing a little as she slowly ground her hips on the bed to get more comfortable, feeling the entirety of your tiny body completely surrounded by her generous bottom. She felt like she was going to enjoy this a whole lot more than she first thought...
What happens next?
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May 12, 2023
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