It didn't take too long for you to figure out that any attempts at escaping were futile, but even after you stopped struggling, you were now in a whole other predicament, your mouth was basically gagged with your mom's overly abundant booty flesh. Going by what you could hear, she seemed to be enjoying it but you couldn't hear quite enough to understand why.

'I didn't think he'd accept this so quickly... Looks like Zuleima really was onto something... Or maybe he likes it better in there since it's warmer' Miriam thought while enjoying the continuous pleasurable tingles that kept dispersing across her back like ripples on water, shuddering a little as they went past the very sensitive nerves around her tailbone. She absolutely had no idea that her assumptions couldn't be further from the truth.

She had intended to just relax while you were safe in her favorite spot, and was browsing her social media on her phone to view memes to amuse herself, but with the incredibly tingles that you were giving her, she couldn't focus on anything else and soon gave up on trying to use her phone, turning the screen off and putting it on her nightstand, bringing her full attention back to you. She slowly but repeatedly clenched her huge cheeks, she couldn't get enough of feeling your tiny body engulfed by them.

'Oh my god, it's like eating popcorn! Instead of sating one's hunger it just makes you crave more...' She thought, surprised at how much she was enjoying this, and the thought also brought some amusing memories back, as one notable thing that she had even told you herself was that one of the reasons she figured out on her own that she was pregnant without using any tests was the food cravings you were giving her. She enjoyed pizza quite a lot herself, but she knew that the urge to eat it that she was getting all of sudden wasn't normal.

She found it even funnier when both she and Sheila consulted a doctor about it and her best friend actually got told to have self restraint with the cravings, and even lowkey tried to put her on a diet whereas Miriam herself was told that she could eat whatever she craved, making her bestie comically envious.

[Continuity note: The above anecdote is also canon to the main world/universe Miriam]

'Come to think of it, now I can see what Zuleima was telling me the other day... on principle this is kinda similar to pregnancy' She thought 'My precious baby is all warm, safe and completely surrounded by me, fully protected from the outside world' She smiled and gently pressed both of her cheeks together, her way of giving you a hug though she held this one for several seconds before they relaxed.

That didn't help you much, however, as even without her actively clenching, you were thoroughly engulfed by your mom's overbearingly warm and incredibly squishy flesh. But perhaps the worst part of it all for you was the fact that there was some kind of nagging force in the back of your mind trying to compel you to feel as if everything were alright, that this was actually a safe place, a sanctuary where nothing would hurt you as long as you stayed... but you shook your head, that made exactly zero sense.

Trying to snap out of that odd, trance-like feeling you were slowly losing yourself to, you squirmed and your limbs flailed aimlessly, with both your hands and your feet fruitlessly trying to hold onto the overly soft mass that surrounded them only to end up kneading it for a moment until you stopped. Then everything began to shake, and you heard your mom's muffled laughter.

"Sweetie! That really tickles!" Miriam said in between fits of laughter, even she wasn't entirely used to have you so deep into her crack, and as a result she was far more sensitive than she anticipated. Unfortunately for the two of you, and mostly for yourself, this tickling wouldn't come free of consequences. Unknown to you, Miriam had been feeling pretty bloated throughout the day, a common result from her eating habits, further exacerbated by her stress eating from missing you. And all of that meant that there were massive amounts of highly pressurized noxious gases that her body barely kept imprisoned, with her consciously holding it all in.

She probably would've let most of it out had not Snickers and Monique showed up, as both you and Ariadne were very aware that your mom otherwise had no qualms about letting it rip when she felt gassy, though either by bad timing, or by her having an apparent knack for it, it mostly happened around you or with you in close proximity.

Now, due to the surprisingly intense tickling that you just gave her, she lost control for a split second, but that was all it took. There was little warning, only a fraction of a second of an incredibly loud and powerfully vibrating rumbling before there was a truly thunderous thunderclap whose sheer noise rushed past you with the might of a meteoric shockwave. You almost couldn't believe it, but this immense gaseous explosion actually put both Snickers' and Monique's to shame with remarkable ease, and this only got proven further as the furious torrent of hot, noxious and thick methane blew into you with a force greater than any hurricane you could recall.

Miriam's titanic cheeks still held you firmly in place due to their tremendous heft but that meant that you ended up taking the brunt of her bassy blast since you couldn't get sent flying anywhere. She couldn't help but giggle as she ripped a pretty huge fart even by her own standards. The relief from the lessened pressure in her gut, plus feeling her cheeks vibrate to it made it well worth it in her opinion though.

"I told you not to tickle me too much in there... see what happens?" Miriam teased you and then unleashed another equally huge fart right after, closing her eyes in delight as all the good feelings came together, relief, a little impromptu self-massage, and of course, feeling a certain super tiny form vibrate along with her ripping blast. She knew that with what she ate, her gas was particularly potent even if she was unfazed by her own smell, and felt a bit bad for you.
"Hmm, maybe I ate too much bean stuff, Ariadne did warn me after all" She muttered, feeling that her stomach had been seemingly stirred awake and growling loudly, though not in hunger.

With your mouth still gagged by the overwhelming amounts of booty meat engulfing you, you were forced to breathe through your nose and suffer the full punch of your mom's gaseous mix, a heavy reek of mostly methane and sulfur, plus hints of rotten beans and meat, which does line up with her usual diet, those accursed microwavable burritos making your life hell again, even across worlds, as their stench was unmistakable.

"I mean, I knew I was eventually gonna let those out, but I was hoping that it would've happened after we both fell asleep so we wouldn't even notice" Miriam chuckled but you closed your eyes in sheer annoyance. How in the hell would you not notice a gigantic nuke going off dangerously close to you while imprisoned between these planet-sized meaty globes? For such an intelligent woman, your mom's judgement could sometimes come awfully short at some critical areas, much to your personal detriment.

It was only now that she noticed you weren't frantically squirming and trying to claw your way out, the usual reaction she expected. She raised an eyebrow, but this was a surprise she also found pleasant. She even thought about it for a moment. 'Could those two girls have done something to help set him straight?' She wondered 'I knew I was right about them... it's really amazing, I don't think neither Lillian nor Jordana ever managed to get him to behave this well'

Having had you in there for a very long time, she was quite experienced on telling when you were awake, asleep or even knocked out even when you were buried in the depths of her massive booty, going by the way you moved and even feeling how fast or slow you breathed. She took great pride on being able to get an accurate enough reading on you despite not being in sight, and she even bragged to her friends as well as Ariadne that she could even tell you apart from other micros by feel alone. A claim that she even proved true when called out on it.

She was still a little intrigued by you suddenly taking 2 big farts of hers surprisingly well, and given that she was still plenty bloated she decided to further test this while taking care of that issue, and this was without mentioning that despite your reactions she considered farting on you a quirky form of affection, exactly like the version of her that you knew, much to your misfortune. She relaxed her tensed gut and a long, loud fart immediately exploded from the depths of her crack, this one was loud enough that it managed to make her nightstand vibrate a little as it blared out.

You had no idea what you had just gotten into, you had just endured 2 or the biggest farts ever, the only thing they failed to surpass was the sheer stench of Jen's, but in terms of heat, noise and the sheer amount of gas that blew into you, Miriam had both Snickers and Monique beat with ease. As if to leave absolutely no room for doubt, another tremendous booty blast erupted and this one went on for even longer. You could even feel your skull ringing from the insanely powerful noise it made, a thunderous roar that'd put any thunderstorm you could remember to shame.

You were left feeling dizzy and disoriented, although the latter was rather moot as you were immobilized by the sheer weight of her gigantic asscheeks. But still, you felt somewhat weightless, floating in an endless expanse of something akin to an oddly warm waterbed. Then, the walls at your sides began to press into each other, smothering you into their gargantuan bulk.

"I was gonna say that you really needed to get used to these again, but I think you've already gotten that down" Miriam giggled, and the way she spoke filled you with dread...