Knowing well her best friend's youngest daughter, she was sure she'd likely be one of the first to 'require your services' so, in addition to being her personal favorite, Miriam decided that she'd entrust you to her, at least until someone else 'needed' you. With a quiet giggle, she turned to face the passenger row behind her.
"I think I know who's likely gonna need you first, sweetie" She softly said to you and looked at Lillian in the eye, whose eyes widened in surprise, but also lit up. She was on such friendly terms that Miriam might as well be one more of her friends and less so than an unofficial aunt, so she half-expected this, but was elated nonetheless. She eagerly held her hand out and watched, almost as if in slow-motion, as your tiny self got dropped right onto the middle of her awaiting palm. Jen, who sat next to her, quietly gasped.
"Hmm... well, okay... I guess that's alright..." Sheila said, having mixed feelings since she had gotten pretty hyped up about the whole thing, but she also strongly supported anything that involved you and Lillian being together.
She and Miriam had almost lowkey pactated that you two would marry, though they didn't mean to actually force it upon either of you, but rather steer things to lead into it as a natural outcome, a plan that they deemed to be coming along swimmingly until Jen showed up, one of the main reasons for which Miriam herself wasn't too fond of her, though Sheila herself wasn't even fazed, as she didn't consider her an actual rival to her daughter's beauty, nor her long standing relationship with you, so, most ironically of all, Sheila was on friendlier terms with her than Miriam, at least up until recently, as she had inadvertently earned herself some respect from the Mexican matriarch.
"Wow..." Lillian brought you near her (reluctantly admittedly on your part) beautiful emerald green eyes, whose pupils widened as they focused upon your tiny form. That in itself was both almost otherworldly beautiful and deeply intimidating, as her eyes were far from being the biggest things that you'd have to deal with.
"Zoey's amazing, huh?" Jordana said, as she was sitting on Lillian's right "The madwoman actually did it"
"I think Zuemy must've had a hand in this too... it'd be too much of a coincidence" Lillian said.
"It's incredible they actually made shrinking possible" Jen chimed in, she was sitting next to Lillian on the opposite side.
"I think I love this thing already" Lillian smiled, she knew exactly what she wanted to do to you, and since she knew Miriam heavily supported her, she knew she could probably get away with getting a lot of 'quality time' with you.
"Wait, Lillian... are you really gonna...?" Jen asked, but right as she spoke, Lillian giggled and nonchalantly pulled back her tight booty shorts and dropped you right into her massive crack, which to you somehow looked bigger and deeper than your mom's. But then again, Lillian's ass was probably bigger, or at least fatter. As soon as she felt your tiny body between her huge buns, she let the stretchy piece of clothes snap back into place, effectively slingshotting you even deeper into her crack, much to your misfortune.
"Our trip officially starts now!" Miriam cheerfully announced as she began driving. She rolled up the windows and set the AC to full blast, it was going to be a blazing hot day outside, and even her, who had grown up in a tropical area, couldn't quite stand this kind of heat.
Sadly, AC was a luxury that you weren't permitted to enjoy, for all you could feel was an overwhelming weight and being encased in a warm gelatinous sort of substance that gave off quite a fair amount of warmth. Even more unfortunate was that you could definitely smell where you were, a harsh reminder that you were in one of the worst possible locations ever. And there was nothing you could to to escape...
Lillian's stomach ominously growled, and while Jordana was unfazed, Jen grew concerned about you. And she saw the look in Lillian's face, knowing there was no talking her out of this, but she had to try. Jordana shook her head as if to tell her not to bother, and right as she was going to speak, a huge fart rumbled out of Lillian's very sizable rear, slightly shaking the entire row of seats even. Jen couldn't help but stare at her wide-eyed in shock while Jordana rolled her eyes, mildly annoyed at best, as she considered her little sister's fart to be utterly inferior to her own, but that wasn't what bothered her.
Jordana was more bothered by the fact that this whole thing Miriam decided to do was going to make her own plans a hell of a lot harder. She had taken Ariadne's advice to heart, that she'd get more flies with honey rather than vinegar, and that if she wanted any real chance to be seen by you as anything besides or instead of a big bully, she needed to change her ways, though she also knew old habits died hard. She hadn't even fully decided yet on what her feelings for you were, but knowing that Zoey was dating your friend Pete and they made such a happy couple raised many questions in her mind, and made her feel curious, perhaps wondering if she could achieve a similar thing.
'Ugh... now it's gonna take a hell of a lot more convincing to get him to go into my ass again... if I can ever convince him at all' She annoyedly huffed. She didn't hate the idea of rewarding you for pleasing her, but she intended to gradually ease you into it so that eventually pleasing her became the reward in itself. If she could get you to like her big butt enough, she figured that getting you to tolerate and maybe even enjoy her constant gassy bursts would be a cakewalk comparatively speaking.
"Goddammit, Lillian!" Carmen complained, as she was sitting on the row behind hers, pinching her nose and coughing.
"It hasn't even been five freaking minutes!" Maya said, wheezing a little.
"Language!" Dolores bellowed from the row behind them, and rolled up a magazine that she found nearby to whack her eldest daughter in the back of the head.
"Ow!" Carmen complained.
"Mom! We're already 21!" Maya said, but that earned her the same treatment, the back of her head was swiftly hit by the annoyed Mexican mom.
"Even if you were 60 you do not get to cuss like a sailor under MY watch" Dolores sternly said, but slightly chuckled at the end of her own phrase. Jordana and Ariadne also enjoyed a hearty laugh at their expense.
"And I'm just getting started" Lillian boasted, ripping a longer, louder fart that more visibly shook the whole row of seats.
"Wow, that was half decent" Jordana said with a smug smile, while Jen facepalmed so hard it even hurt a little. Lillian didn't worry her. But the combination of literally all women in the car, that was what lowkey worried her might break you, or irreversibly turn you off butts.
"Please don't egg her on" Jen said.
"Oh, believe me, if she was really egged on, even I might need to hold my breath" Jordana laughed at her own admittedly lame pun, though soon Lillian herself, and Sheila, who was sitting on the copilot seat also enjoyed a good chuckle out of it.
But to you, this was no fun at all. Already squashed on all sides by an unfathomable weight, feeling an overbearing warmth seep right into your body, radiated off the very stuff that engulfed you, you just realized how bad you'd have it. Despite everything, since you had already dealt with Jordana's and your mom's asses, you figured Lillian couldn't be any worse than them, and that led you to completely underestimate it, something that now sorely showed.
Worst of all, you knew what was coming, from years of experience around Lillian and the fact that she put you in here so quickly, and soon you were proven right as your jiggly surroundings began shaking while there was an ominously rumbling groan echoing all around you. Before you could brace yourself, however, you were hit by a massive blast, a gigantic roaring explosion that with its shockwave alone shook your entire body like a mere leaf in the wind. An enormous torrent of furious winds hit you with untold force, pressing you against one of her planet-sized cheeks, making you get a pretty close idea on what it'd feel like to be sandwiched between an unstoppable force and an immovable object.
Afterwards, while you were left dizzy and literally shaken, you were hit by the smell, a warm, thick and toxic-feeling miasma that you couldn't avoid. Although heavily muffled, you could hear some noises from the outside, and predictably, heard Lillian giggling at your expense, though you couldn't quite make out the rest of the noises, and even less so as in just a couple of minutes, the rumbling returned, and before you even blinked, you were hit by a humongous booty blast that put the previous one to shame, making you wonder how it didn't disintegrate you.
"Lillian!" Jen chastised her friend "Oh my god, poor Blaise!" She said, shuddering as she couldn't even fathom what kind of torment you had just experienced.
"It's not so bad. Besides, he's used to them" Lillian chuckled, playfully wiggling her hips, squishing a little into the other two girls'.
"Yours are the ones I'd worry about if I were you... now that's actual toxicity, and he has pretty much zero exposure" She further teased her friend, who blushed madly at that remark.
"Well, that's not gonna be such a problem anymore... Little Blaise's gonna get some real exposure today for sure" Miriam giggled, making Jen's face redden a deeper shade while Lillian simply burst out laughing. Jordana, however, was suddenly reminded of this and grew more concerned... maybe she should try and 'hog' you, even if it meant she'd have to fart a lot more on you than she intended...
"I think I know who's likely gonna need you first, sweetie" She softly said to you and looked at Lillian in the eye, whose eyes widened in surprise, but also lit up. She was on such friendly terms that Miriam might as well be one more of her friends and less so than an unofficial aunt, so she half-expected this, but was elated nonetheless. She eagerly held her hand out and watched, almost as if in slow-motion, as your tiny self got dropped right onto the middle of her awaiting palm. Jen, who sat next to her, quietly gasped.
"Hmm... well, okay... I guess that's alright..." Sheila said, having mixed feelings since she had gotten pretty hyped up about the whole thing, but she also strongly supported anything that involved you and Lillian being together.
She and Miriam had almost lowkey pactated that you two would marry, though they didn't mean to actually force it upon either of you, but rather steer things to lead into it as a natural outcome, a plan that they deemed to be coming along swimmingly until Jen showed up, one of the main reasons for which Miriam herself wasn't too fond of her, though Sheila herself wasn't even fazed, as she didn't consider her an actual rival to her daughter's beauty, nor her long standing relationship with you, so, most ironically of all, Sheila was on friendlier terms with her than Miriam, at least up until recently, as she had inadvertently earned herself some respect from the Mexican matriarch.
"Wow..." Lillian brought you near her (reluctantly admittedly on your part) beautiful emerald green eyes, whose pupils widened as they focused upon your tiny form. That in itself was both almost otherworldly beautiful and deeply intimidating, as her eyes were far from being the biggest things that you'd have to deal with.
"Zoey's amazing, huh?" Jordana said, as she was sitting on Lillian's right "The madwoman actually did it"
"I think Zuemy must've had a hand in this too... it'd be too much of a coincidence" Lillian said.
"It's incredible they actually made shrinking possible" Jen chimed in, she was sitting next to Lillian on the opposite side.
"I think I love this thing already" Lillian smiled, she knew exactly what she wanted to do to you, and since she knew Miriam heavily supported her, she knew she could probably get away with getting a lot of 'quality time' with you.
"Wait, Lillian... are you really gonna...?" Jen asked, but right as she spoke, Lillian giggled and nonchalantly pulled back her tight booty shorts and dropped you right into her massive crack, which to you somehow looked bigger and deeper than your mom's. But then again, Lillian's ass was probably bigger, or at least fatter. As soon as she felt your tiny body between her huge buns, she let the stretchy piece of clothes snap back into place, effectively slingshotting you even deeper into her crack, much to your misfortune.
"Our trip officially starts now!" Miriam cheerfully announced as she began driving. She rolled up the windows and set the AC to full blast, it was going to be a blazing hot day outside, and even her, who had grown up in a tropical area, couldn't quite stand this kind of heat.
Sadly, AC was a luxury that you weren't permitted to enjoy, for all you could feel was an overwhelming weight and being encased in a warm gelatinous sort of substance that gave off quite a fair amount of warmth. Even more unfortunate was that you could definitely smell where you were, a harsh reminder that you were in one of the worst possible locations ever. And there was nothing you could to to escape...
Lillian's stomach ominously growled, and while Jordana was unfazed, Jen grew concerned about you. And she saw the look in Lillian's face, knowing there was no talking her out of this, but she had to try. Jordana shook her head as if to tell her not to bother, and right as she was going to speak, a huge fart rumbled out of Lillian's very sizable rear, slightly shaking the entire row of seats even. Jen couldn't help but stare at her wide-eyed in shock while Jordana rolled her eyes, mildly annoyed at best, as she considered her little sister's fart to be utterly inferior to her own, but that wasn't what bothered her.
Jordana was more bothered by the fact that this whole thing Miriam decided to do was going to make her own plans a hell of a lot harder. She had taken Ariadne's advice to heart, that she'd get more flies with honey rather than vinegar, and that if she wanted any real chance to be seen by you as anything besides or instead of a big bully, she needed to change her ways, though she also knew old habits died hard. She hadn't even fully decided yet on what her feelings for you were, but knowing that Zoey was dating your friend Pete and they made such a happy couple raised many questions in her mind, and made her feel curious, perhaps wondering if she could achieve a similar thing.
'Ugh... now it's gonna take a hell of a lot more convincing to get him to go into my ass again... if I can ever convince him at all' She annoyedly huffed. She didn't hate the idea of rewarding you for pleasing her, but she intended to gradually ease you into it so that eventually pleasing her became the reward in itself. If she could get you to like her big butt enough, she figured that getting you to tolerate and maybe even enjoy her constant gassy bursts would be a cakewalk comparatively speaking.
"Goddammit, Lillian!" Carmen complained, as she was sitting on the row behind hers, pinching her nose and coughing.
"It hasn't even been five freaking minutes!" Maya said, wheezing a little.
"Language!" Dolores bellowed from the row behind them, and rolled up a magazine that she found nearby to whack her eldest daughter in the back of the head.
"Ow!" Carmen complained.
"Mom! We're already 21!" Maya said, but that earned her the same treatment, the back of her head was swiftly hit by the annoyed Mexican mom.
"Even if you were 60 you do not get to cuss like a sailor under MY watch" Dolores sternly said, but slightly chuckled at the end of her own phrase. Jordana and Ariadne also enjoyed a hearty laugh at their expense.
"And I'm just getting started" Lillian boasted, ripping a longer, louder fart that more visibly shook the whole row of seats.
"Wow, that was half decent" Jordana said with a smug smile, while Jen facepalmed so hard it even hurt a little. Lillian didn't worry her. But the combination of literally all women in the car, that was what lowkey worried her might break you, or irreversibly turn you off butts.
"Please don't egg her on" Jen said.
"Oh, believe me, if she was really egged on, even I might need to hold my breath" Jordana laughed at her own admittedly lame pun, though soon Lillian herself, and Sheila, who was sitting on the copilot seat also enjoyed a good chuckle out of it.
But to you, this was no fun at all. Already squashed on all sides by an unfathomable weight, feeling an overbearing warmth seep right into your body, radiated off the very stuff that engulfed you, you just realized how bad you'd have it. Despite everything, since you had already dealt with Jordana's and your mom's asses, you figured Lillian couldn't be any worse than them, and that led you to completely underestimate it, something that now sorely showed.
Worst of all, you knew what was coming, from years of experience around Lillian and the fact that she put you in here so quickly, and soon you were proven right as your jiggly surroundings began shaking while there was an ominously rumbling groan echoing all around you. Before you could brace yourself, however, you were hit by a massive blast, a gigantic roaring explosion that with its shockwave alone shook your entire body like a mere leaf in the wind. An enormous torrent of furious winds hit you with untold force, pressing you against one of her planet-sized cheeks, making you get a pretty close idea on what it'd feel like to be sandwiched between an unstoppable force and an immovable object.
Afterwards, while you were left dizzy and literally shaken, you were hit by the smell, a warm, thick and toxic-feeling miasma that you couldn't avoid. Although heavily muffled, you could hear some noises from the outside, and predictably, heard Lillian giggling at your expense, though you couldn't quite make out the rest of the noises, and even less so as in just a couple of minutes, the rumbling returned, and before you even blinked, you were hit by a humongous booty blast that put the previous one to shame, making you wonder how it didn't disintegrate you.
"Lillian!" Jen chastised her friend "Oh my god, poor Blaise!" She said, shuddering as she couldn't even fathom what kind of torment you had just experienced.
"It's not so bad. Besides, he's used to them" Lillian chuckled, playfully wiggling her hips, squishing a little into the other two girls'.
"Yours are the ones I'd worry about if I were you... now that's actual toxicity, and he has pretty much zero exposure" She further teased her friend, who blushed madly at that remark.
"Well, that's not gonna be such a problem anymore... Little Blaise's gonna get some real exposure today for sure" Miriam giggled, making Jen's face redden a deeper shade while Lillian simply burst out laughing. Jordana, however, was suddenly reminded of this and grew more concerned... maybe she should try and 'hog' you, even if it meant she'd have to fart a lot more on you than she intended...
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May 12, 2023
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