Caren's eyes widened as Miriam nonchalantly ripped a bigger fart than the ones she'd let loose on their previous meetings. She recalled her casually mentioning that her dear son's presence seemed to be the thing to put her at ease the most and thus, she could let go of all the pressure upon her, and apparently, within her as well...
Her pretty golden eyes lit up in a way that would've made any outside onlooker think that it was the real life equivalent of the cartoon thing when people get dollar signs on their eyes at the sight of something that'd make them rich. Except that what Caren craved couldn't quite be bought with any money. Her loins, already set ablaze since earlier turned up the heat, and she could feel the front of her panties/thong get increasingly moist.
Meanwhile, Miriam breathed out quietly, feeling much better because not only did that big fart relieve some of that intense, pent-up pressure in her gut but the fact that she could feel the tiny lump that was your body get blasted by it, vibrating along her massive cheeks gave her ticklish but pleasant tingles all over her butt. The knowledge that it was none other than you and that Caren had gone and reinforced the idea planted by Ariadne long ago that you actually enjoyed her gaseous "shows of love" only made her everything feel much better for her.
Out of the 3 people present, it was you who definitely wasn't enjoying things and also the one who had it worst, as you had just taken an enormous hurricane of noxious stink right to the face. Your hair had been blown back and a lingering, overbearing cloud of thick, uncomfortably warm gases remained, forcing you to breathe the spicy and meaty stench no matter how hard you tried to avoid it. And it all was further complicated by the overwhelming, squishy heavy masses that enveloped you and added an incredible amount of pressure from either side, your mom's gigantic ass held you in place with ease with nothing but their plentiful, meaty heft.
While you coughed and gagged, you felt your gelatinous surroundings trembling again while a deep, low and bassy rumble grew louder and louder frighteningly fast. You were far from prepared to take another humongous blast like the last one and even if you were, there wasn't much you could do, as you had been put practically at ground zero. Your eyes widened in panic but your fists clenched in anger towards Caren, who was responsible for your suffering... You knew your mom was pretty much always gassy and despite being considerable wise as a parent, it wasn't that difficult for her to get tricked, particularly with things she already had an interest in.
You closed your eyes, held your breath and curled as tightly as you could right before a second monstrous explosion went off right before you, blasting you with a deafening, thundering roar accompanied by the booming claps of your mom's planet-sized asscheeks while a gargantuan torrent of hot, heavy and reeking swirling winds hit you with tremendous force but you were forced to take the brunt of that impact because the massively heavy fleshy walls enveloping you wouldn't budge, holding you firmly in place while they rippled and clapped themselves.
Caren half expected what was going to happen, but seeing and hearing it still blew her own mind. Miriam's farts were even bigger than she first thought. Soon, the smell wafted over to her too, strong hints of spice and meat making up most of its stench but to the perverted nun it was lovely, struggling to sniff it without appearing too desperate. It was true that Miriam had let loose since the first time they met and knew that Caren technically didn't mind but she didn't know the full story, instead finding it cute that another girl understood and shared her sense of humor as well as her nonchalance.
"Sorry, they're getting worse than before" Miriam chuckled, mistaking her reaction for disgust "I think this confirms that having my baby back there does help with my gassy issues"
Inside the hot, smelly nuclear warzone that she called a crack, you facepalmed hard, knowing that about 90% of your mom's apparent gassy issues were the result of her poor dietary choices. She wasn't like Lillian or her family, who could practically fart up a storm even on an empty stomach. If she only didn't like so much those cheap, questionable microwavable burritos or the Salsa Shack meals...
"No problem, just let it all out. Little Blaise bravely signed up for it" Caren replied, giggling while blushing quite a lot but still determined to add fuel to the fire.
"I know, it really feels way good" Miriam said softly, smiling as she groped her own big booty, sinking her fingers into her cheeks' squishy mass "It would be amazing to be able to take him to work with me like this. I think I'd be able to do so much more if I didn't have to feel so bloated for several hours every day"
Caren's eyes would've popped right out of their sockets if they weren't firmly attached to her head. She thought that Miriam would see this whole thing as silly beyond all measure or as just some once-in-a-lifetime kind of chance. But here she was expressing that she wanted this to continue, she wanted to be able to repeat it. Caren smiled in delight 'That can easily be arranged' she thought. Miriam's gut began to make louder growling noises, catching both women by surprise at first.
"Maybe I overdid it with easing all that gas along" Your mom giggled.
"I don't think so, just let go of all that built-up pressure" Caren discreetly spun her index finger, shrinking you yet again to half of your current size, leaving you at half a millimeter tall. [approx. 1/100 inch tall]
"Ooh?" Miriam's eyes widened in surprise and she immediately clenched her ginormous cheeks hard, though their extremely fatty nature rendered the squish non-lethal, just engulfing you with an even more inescapably heavy weight that bore upon you from either side. You felt like you were at the bottom of the ocean in terms of pressure, except that this ocean was made of melting marshmallows. The heavy spice, bean and meat based stench easily dispelled the illusion though.
"What happened?" Caren asked in a perfectly fake innocent tone, one that could've only been learned from extensive practice.
"He shrank himself again!" Miriam said with a happier look, wiggling her hips and making her huge ass jiggle and ripple with waves of fatty flesh that were larger than the world's largest tsunamis to you.
"Then he must really be liking it back there" Caren said with a smug smile "He wants more~" She added with a surprisingly bold, suggestive tone.
"I think he noticed I'm about to let out a really big one" Miriam giggled "And I'm happy to indulge"
With that, she took a deep breath but barely pushed, by simply relaxing, her big booty let out a third, loudly roaring, reverberating blast that was loud enough to slightly echo around in the office itself and the desk behind her shook a little from its sheer vibrations. Caren's metaphorical horny meter instantly reached its absolute limit if it hadn't already hit it before, her blush intensifying into making her face near fully beet red while the heat down the front of her panties became near unbearable with the moisture increasing as well.
With your smaller size, you were finally freed from the gigantic embrace from her colossal cheeks but in turn, this meant that her titanic fart blew you with the force of ten typhoons and almost instantly sent you flying all the way back until you hit the back of her thong and the impact got your arms entangled to some of its threads. Your vision was shaky and you felt like a fruit that somehow survived a blender, you could still feel the powerful vibrations from her intestinal hurricane rattling your bones even after said winds had already faded.
"Hmm" Miriam noted that there was a change, no longer feeling the delightful little lump between her generously sized glutes.
"I don't feel him anymore" She said, and with those words it was as if a lightbulb got lit above Caren's head.
"I can go look for him!" Caren said, failing to hide her enthusiasm. Thankfully that part went over Miriam's head, who simply chuckled in response and thought it to be cute.
"Are you sure? I still got plenty left in the tank, just as big as this last one" Miriam asked "I mean, unlike him you didn't get a lifetime of exposure to these" She added, giggling.
"Don't worry about that. I'm kinda used to it myself, remember? My little sister and my mom aren't so different" Caren said.
"Besides, I won wonder where the little rascal went, he knew he was supposed to make his mama's sweet buns feel better while your tummy got rid of its gases" Her way of putting it made Miriam blush a little but also smile and nod enthusiastically herself.
"He's a good boy, maybe it wasn't his fault. Knowing myself, I might have sent him flying somewhere with that last one. But he should still be back there somewhere, right?"
"Yeah, there's no way he could get out unless someone fished him out" Caren replied "There's just too much junk in that trunk. Besides, I would've felt it if he got out of there. I can still sense that he's back there"
"Hey, it's not that big!" Miriam playfully mock-pouted.
"Please, we both know that having a plump, juicy wobble wagon is just the best. And thankfully in fashion these days" Caren replied with a shrug while giving a cheeky smile.
"Fair enough" Miriam chuckled, reluctant to concede but gladly taking the compliment. She then began the mighty struggle that was getting her tight skirt's zipper down, which took a considerable amount of little jumps and wiggling her bodacious hips, treating Caren to a jiggly spectacle. Once the stubborn zipper finally went down and Miriam's bronze-colored cheeks and the puny thong they swallowed got revealed, Caren got the hint.
'It's showtime!' She thought as she snapped her fingers and near instantly shrank down to half an inch tall, floating towards the now mountainous booty before diving down as if she were going down into an Olympic pool. Miriam could only giggle as the quirky girl's enthusiasm, silently wishing her luck at finding her shrunken son...
