You felt your entire self-contained world shift as your mom laid on her bed, stomach-first, to go to sleep. You guessed your dad wouldn't be coming home tonight based on that fact, though you could be wrong. Also, you then came to realize that something must've happened because you were supposed to board a plane during the night, but she mentioned that you'd be taking a trip tomorrow morning.
But, as gravity shifted around you, you didn't get a chance to ponder for much longer on these things, and you began sliding down. By reflex, you tried clinging onto the soft 'walls' that surrounded you, but they were far too squishy to get a proper grip on, and fruitlessly tried climbing up to counter your sliding down.
Miriam couldn't help but giggle, as soon as she laid down, she could feel her diminutive son 'tickling' her sensitive crack. She playfully clenched her butt and could feel you more clearly, making her get goosebumps and shudder a little, it was a more pleasant feeling than she thought. She thought of her little clench as an affectionate hug, taking a moment before relaxing, but as soon as she did, she felt you 'tickling' her again.
"I thought I had tired you out honey" She said, wiggling her hips, which caused you to bounce between her immense, plump cheeks, each bounce only giving her more tickles.
"I suppose we could play for a little bit longer before going to sleep for real" She giggled
"Don't want you falling asleep in the middle of the trip"
At this point, hardly anything could surprise you, your mom thought that your desperate struggles not to fall deeper in her crack were you wanting to play a game with her. With no way to communicate, you knew that all you could do was to try and resist because there was no help coming, if anything she'd unwittingly make things harder for you, such as when she clenched her humongous asscheeks on you, though that had the temporary benefit of holding you in place.
You almost wished she kept clenching even if this meant that your plush surroundings exerted more pressure upon you, but as you expected, it was not to last, and soon you found yourself sliding down once more, desperately clawing around in an attempt at slowing it down or preventing it altogether. In response, Miriam's massive cheeks engulfed you once more in an overbearing 'hug' that was her clenching them again.
'That feels really good...' She thought
'I didn't he'd go through this much effort to make me happy after I almost fumigated him, my poor little sweetie' In a way, she felt bad for making you endure her pent-up gas, though she'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy letting it all out upon you, it felt different in a way she wasn't sure she could describe if asked. She shook her hips a little more, enjoying the additional jiggle, and imagined that to you, it was like a giant bouncy house, which was a thing you actually loved when you were younger.
'I can't even begin to imagine what it'd be like if instead of me it were Sheila' she thought, knowing her best friend would absolutely love a chance with you in your current state once she explained you were in no danger at all.
You stopped sliding down... but it was as if Fate liked you to get one step ahead, and then three steps back, as you were now bouncing between your mom's titanic asscheeks, falling into one plush wall only to bounce off it and hit the other one, back and forth while everything shook wildly. And the muffled giggling you heard let you know that she likely considered this a sort of game. At least you weren't going any deeper while this kept going...
Miriam picked up the gun once more. It was turned off, but she admired it. She was pretty sure that her old friend had a hand in its making, it was too much of a coincidence, and perhaps she was the reason her daughter completed the thing in the first place. She wondered if she could ask her for one of these for herself. She was already picturing her having her two favorite men in the world at such a small size. She even worked in the same tech company her husband did, so maybe he could ask her, as she always felt Zuleima was more his friend than hers, though she wasn't entirely sure why. But as she stopped bouncing you between her prodigious buns, you began sliding down once more, tickling her yet again.
"Whoah. I'm beginning to think you either really wanna make me happy or are enjoying yourself back there" Miriam chuckled, closing her eyes and tuning out the rest of her senses to focus solely on touch, to feel you against her smooth caramel-colored skin.
"Hmm... maybe it's both" She quietly said in delight, but soon giggled again, her crack was really ticklish, and the deeper you fell, the more sensitive it got to your touch.
"Careful there, honey!" She warned you, as her stomach gradually began to rumble, all that tickling had far-reaching consequences you weren't quite aware of. But Miriam didn't think much of it since you had already endured quite a lot from her and apparently it hadn't even put a dent on your energy.
You began trembling when you heard the ominous gurgling groan coming from the depths below, you already knew what it meant, and guessed that probably all this unintentional tickling was the reason for it, but you couldn't help but curse your terrible luck. Soon, you felt as if you were caught in the world's biggest geyser, as a gigantic column of steamy, high-pressurized air erupted from under you, blowing you and sending you flying straight up while a deafening thunderous roar echoed all around her plump cheeks.
Miriam's mind flashed back to that silly but fun conversation with Ariadne...
"Whoah! If Blaise were the tiny guy, that'd change everything" Miriam giggled, blushing a little. Prior, they had been bouncing ideas on what to do with a shrunken person, and Ariadne had been subtly nudging her towards naughtier and raunchier responses.
"I know... but wouldn't you love it? You could sit on him and make him disappear under that big booty" Ariadne laughed.
"Oh please! It's not that big..." Miriam blushed a little more, patting her hefty rear... and upon doing that, she realized that it was quite big, but also, she imagined her son's diminutive form disappearing between both of her plush globes, completely engulfed by her.
"But yeah, I'd love to sit on him like that" She added, almost sounding guilty. Ariadne took mental note of this.
"And I guess you'd also unleash your 'bombs' all over him too while you're at it" She further poked fun at her plump mother.
"Ariadne!" She gasped, but she couldn't help but laugh, as her imagination had already taken that scenario and run with it.
"Well... yeah, but I'm afraid he might suffocate" She said.
"Well, let's imagine he's more resistant and doesn't need much to breathe... what do you say? Would you let 'em rip if you knew he'd be safe? Just bothered by the smell, I suppose" Ariadne shrugged. Miriam tapped her chin in thought, she knew what she wanted to answer, but tried giving the situation some more thought before she actually did.
"In that case... Yeah, why not? He knows that's what happens when I sit on him anyway!" She chuckled.
"Oh! I got an even better idea!" Ariadne then enthusiastically said, surprising her mother a little.
"If he's really small, how about dropping him right in between..." She said with a snicker.
"In between?" Miriam raised an eyebrow.
"Down the back of your panties... you know... to join your wedgie?" Ariadne laughed, but this time Miriam simply blushed a beet red, imagining that.
"He'd be surrounded by nothing but you all around... and he'd have to take everything you give him" She further teased, seeing that her mom had gone silent and was as red as she could be. A few minutes passed before she spoke again.
"Well? What do you think, mom?"
"I think we should be thankful your little brother's not that small... because if I found him small like you're describing... I might just not want to let him go" Miriam replied, still blushing as intensely as she had been ever since she imagined that last bit.
Back to reality...
'He hasn't even complained even with all the farts I've been dropping on him... such a sweet boy' Miriam thought, pleased with your apparent docility as another humongous fart reverberatingly blasted its way out from between her generously-sized cheeks.
'I think I want to keep him in there while I drive tomorrow... I hope he agrees to go back' She thought with a dreamy smile. She knew that there was going to be several more women around, but she hoped that you'd choose her if only to keep making her happy even if you didn't enjoy her big ass as much as she did.
After those two huge farts, you fell down into her crack, but without anything to slow your fall down, and before you knew it, you slammed down on a soft, kind of moist and rubbery surface. You immediately knew what it was, and got pulled down face-first as the 'ground' beneath your feet suddenly contracted and began pulsating.
"Oooh..." Miriam's eyes snapped wide open, she was NOT expecting to feel that.
"Honey... I think... you dug too deep..." She began giggling more and more, as you were on her most sensitive area yet, and every small movement you did was sending crazy tingles all over her body, electrifying her every nerve. But the stimuli proved too much for her, and she unleashed a giant fart without realizing until it was too late, one that not only loudly echoed and resonated around the room, but also sent you flying all the way back to the back of her panties, this time, she clenched her butt to keep you in place.
"Maybe tomorrow, sweetie... we need to get some sleep for real. Goodnight!" She said before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep
But, as gravity shifted around you, you didn't get a chance to ponder for much longer on these things, and you began sliding down. By reflex, you tried clinging onto the soft 'walls' that surrounded you, but they were far too squishy to get a proper grip on, and fruitlessly tried climbing up to counter your sliding down.
Miriam couldn't help but giggle, as soon as she laid down, she could feel her diminutive son 'tickling' her sensitive crack. She playfully clenched her butt and could feel you more clearly, making her get goosebumps and shudder a little, it was a more pleasant feeling than she thought. She thought of her little clench as an affectionate hug, taking a moment before relaxing, but as soon as she did, she felt you 'tickling' her again.
"I thought I had tired you out honey" She said, wiggling her hips, which caused you to bounce between her immense, plump cheeks, each bounce only giving her more tickles.
"I suppose we could play for a little bit longer before going to sleep for real" She giggled
"Don't want you falling asleep in the middle of the trip"
At this point, hardly anything could surprise you, your mom thought that your desperate struggles not to fall deeper in her crack were you wanting to play a game with her. With no way to communicate, you knew that all you could do was to try and resist because there was no help coming, if anything she'd unwittingly make things harder for you, such as when she clenched her humongous asscheeks on you, though that had the temporary benefit of holding you in place.
You almost wished she kept clenching even if this meant that your plush surroundings exerted more pressure upon you, but as you expected, it was not to last, and soon you found yourself sliding down once more, desperately clawing around in an attempt at slowing it down or preventing it altogether. In response, Miriam's massive cheeks engulfed you once more in an overbearing 'hug' that was her clenching them again.
'That feels really good...' She thought
'I didn't he'd go through this much effort to make me happy after I almost fumigated him, my poor little sweetie' In a way, she felt bad for making you endure her pent-up gas, though she'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy letting it all out upon you, it felt different in a way she wasn't sure she could describe if asked. She shook her hips a little more, enjoying the additional jiggle, and imagined that to you, it was like a giant bouncy house, which was a thing you actually loved when you were younger.
'I can't even begin to imagine what it'd be like if instead of me it were Sheila' she thought, knowing her best friend would absolutely love a chance with you in your current state once she explained you were in no danger at all.
You stopped sliding down... but it was as if Fate liked you to get one step ahead, and then three steps back, as you were now bouncing between your mom's titanic asscheeks, falling into one plush wall only to bounce off it and hit the other one, back and forth while everything shook wildly. And the muffled giggling you heard let you know that she likely considered this a sort of game. At least you weren't going any deeper while this kept going...
Miriam picked up the gun once more. It was turned off, but she admired it. She was pretty sure that her old friend had a hand in its making, it was too much of a coincidence, and perhaps she was the reason her daughter completed the thing in the first place. She wondered if she could ask her for one of these for herself. She was already picturing her having her two favorite men in the world at such a small size. She even worked in the same tech company her husband did, so maybe he could ask her, as she always felt Zuleima was more his friend than hers, though she wasn't entirely sure why. But as she stopped bouncing you between her prodigious buns, you began sliding down once more, tickling her yet again.
"Whoah. I'm beginning to think you either really wanna make me happy or are enjoying yourself back there" Miriam chuckled, closing her eyes and tuning out the rest of her senses to focus solely on touch, to feel you against her smooth caramel-colored skin.
"Hmm... maybe it's both" She quietly said in delight, but soon giggled again, her crack was really ticklish, and the deeper you fell, the more sensitive it got to your touch.
"Careful there, honey!" She warned you, as her stomach gradually began to rumble, all that tickling had far-reaching consequences you weren't quite aware of. But Miriam didn't think much of it since you had already endured quite a lot from her and apparently it hadn't even put a dent on your energy.
You began trembling when you heard the ominous gurgling groan coming from the depths below, you already knew what it meant, and guessed that probably all this unintentional tickling was the reason for it, but you couldn't help but curse your terrible luck. Soon, you felt as if you were caught in the world's biggest geyser, as a gigantic column of steamy, high-pressurized air erupted from under you, blowing you and sending you flying straight up while a deafening thunderous roar echoed all around her plump cheeks.
Miriam's mind flashed back to that silly but fun conversation with Ariadne...
"Whoah! If Blaise were the tiny guy, that'd change everything" Miriam giggled, blushing a little. Prior, they had been bouncing ideas on what to do with a shrunken person, and Ariadne had been subtly nudging her towards naughtier and raunchier responses.
"I know... but wouldn't you love it? You could sit on him and make him disappear under that big booty" Ariadne laughed.
"Oh please! It's not that big..." Miriam blushed a little more, patting her hefty rear... and upon doing that, she realized that it was quite big, but also, she imagined her son's diminutive form disappearing between both of her plush globes, completely engulfed by her.
"But yeah, I'd love to sit on him like that" She added, almost sounding guilty. Ariadne took mental note of this.
"And I guess you'd also unleash your 'bombs' all over him too while you're at it" She further poked fun at her plump mother.
"Ariadne!" She gasped, but she couldn't help but laugh, as her imagination had already taken that scenario and run with it.
"Well... yeah, but I'm afraid he might suffocate" She said.
"Well, let's imagine he's more resistant and doesn't need much to breathe... what do you say? Would you let 'em rip if you knew he'd be safe? Just bothered by the smell, I suppose" Ariadne shrugged. Miriam tapped her chin in thought, she knew what she wanted to answer, but tried giving the situation some more thought before she actually did.
"In that case... Yeah, why not? He knows that's what happens when I sit on him anyway!" She chuckled.
"Oh! I got an even better idea!" Ariadne then enthusiastically said, surprising her mother a little.
"If he's really small, how about dropping him right in between..." She said with a snicker.
"In between?" Miriam raised an eyebrow.
"Down the back of your panties... you know... to join your wedgie?" Ariadne laughed, but this time Miriam simply blushed a beet red, imagining that.
"He'd be surrounded by nothing but you all around... and he'd have to take everything you give him" She further teased, seeing that her mom had gone silent and was as red as she could be. A few minutes passed before she spoke again.
"Well? What do you think, mom?"
"I think we should be thankful your little brother's not that small... because if I found him small like you're describing... I might just not want to let him go" Miriam replied, still blushing as intensely as she had been ever since she imagined that last bit.
Back to reality...
'He hasn't even complained even with all the farts I've been dropping on him... such a sweet boy' Miriam thought, pleased with your apparent docility as another humongous fart reverberatingly blasted its way out from between her generously-sized cheeks.
'I think I want to keep him in there while I drive tomorrow... I hope he agrees to go back' She thought with a dreamy smile. She knew that there was going to be several more women around, but she hoped that you'd choose her if only to keep making her happy even if you didn't enjoy her big ass as much as she did.
After those two huge farts, you fell down into her crack, but without anything to slow your fall down, and before you knew it, you slammed down on a soft, kind of moist and rubbery surface. You immediately knew what it was, and got pulled down face-first as the 'ground' beneath your feet suddenly contracted and began pulsating.
"Oooh..." Miriam's eyes snapped wide open, she was NOT expecting to feel that.
"Honey... I think... you dug too deep..." She began giggling more and more, as you were on her most sensitive area yet, and every small movement you did was sending crazy tingles all over her body, electrifying her every nerve. But the stimuli proved too much for her, and she unleashed a giant fart without realizing until it was too late, one that not only loudly echoed and resonated around the room, but also sent you flying all the way back to the back of her panties, this time, she clenched her butt to keep you in place.
"Maybe tomorrow, sweetie... we need to get some sleep for real. Goodnight!" She said before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep
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May 12, 2023
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