Mother's Day Mayhem [Part II] Giantess/Shrinking & Farts chapter 5 by RandomAnon

Upon waking up, you found yourself on a vast expanse of what appeared to be fabric. But it didn't feel like any sheet, it felt thicker and softer more along the lines of clothes than any sort of blanket. You then looked at it again because it felt like you'd seen this before somewhere. Touching around, you also noticed that this fabric was rather moist and warm but the moisture wasn't from water as it gave off a salty scent.

'I mean we live near the coast but not that close' You thought, wondering what this enormous thing could possibly be. The answer seemed to be so close and yet so far.

Meanwhile, Dolores had been watching some soap opera but when the episode ended she decided to actually go to her room and check what clothes she'd put on for the Mother's Day celebration, might as well start to get dressed. Besides, she also wanted to check in on you, she felt a bit bad for making you do her laundry but she was legit tired and that had been the one task she hadn't gotten done when you arrived.

"Let's see" She muttered and opened her closet only to find it empty. She had forgotten that the last clean clothes she had were the ones she put on this morning. She facepalmed as she realized this, recalling some interruptions that kept her from doing laundry earlier this week, half of them attributable to her daughters being a handful as usual. 'Well, damn. No good clothes for that celebration and I can't really say these are in good enough shape for it either' She thought as she felt around to gauge how sweaty they were. Her top was good to go as far as she could tell but the shorts she wore definitely were not.

'Guess I'll have to check the laundry and hope something is dry enough' She then thought and headed for the laundry room. Much to her surprise, she didn't find you there, which made her scratch her head 'Strange. I know he's not one to just bail out and leave stuff undone' she thought, sighing since she wanted to mess with you a little but soon she started looking around for something to wear, the actual reason she came in the first place.

As she checked the clean clothes, she was surprised that you were nearly done, noticing that the washing machine was on its second to last batch. Unfortunately, all the clean clothes were still wet since she preferred to use clotheslines. You knew this because you've known her for a long time and because your parents do the same unless there is reason to rush it. Dolores smiled, seeing that you had already grabbed a bowl with clothespins and were probably waiting to have all the clean clothes to start putting them to dry outside in the backyard.

"I guess I'll have to wear something else" She muttered and looked at the dirty clothes hamper. The remaining clothes were mostly lingerie panties and bras and for a moment, Dolores wondered if she'd have to really use the dryer but then she saw her yoga pants from earlier, smiling upon finding her answer "That will do" She chuckled softly.

Earlier, in those very yoga pants...

You had stood up and tried walking around but it seemed like this expanse of weird fabric was endless 'Did I hit my head doing laundry? I know for a fact that everything else was real until I woke up' You thought, looking around in search of any clues 'What IS this?' You sighed, mildly frustrated but then the ground began to shake almost ominously with increasing intensity. Your heart raced and by reflex you laid on your stomach but you were quick to note that this was unlike any earthquakes you ever experienced. These had a distinct rhythm that somehow felt unnatural.

As you were looking at the ground, you noticed that it suddenly darkened for no apparent reason and when you looked up you couldn't believe your eyes: It was none other than Dolores but she was near incomprehensibly huge. You pinched yourself several times to try and wake up only to come to the mind-shattering realization that somehow, this entire situation appeared to be real and there was no way out.

Back to the present...

Dolores put the yoga pants on, noticing that it had been getting more difficult over time as she struggled to get them to go over her massive lower curves and in spite of how doughy and pliable those fatty globes were, it still took a considerable amount of shimmying to get the job done and when she did, she could practically feel the fabric getting instantly swallowed between her enormous cheeks. 'I don't think these are getting shrunken by the washing machine... Am I getting bigger still?' She wondered with an amused chuckle. She wasn't even bothered, just mildly surprised as she thought she'd settled into her definitive size years ago. Another thing she noticed was an odd feeling, rather pleasant, like some kind of tickle that she hadn't felt before, which made her curious about it but when she looked at the clock on the wall, she remembered what her plans for the day were and thus, put that minor question on hold in the back of her mind.

'Oh right, the Mother's Day thing with Miri and the kids!' She thought and looked around, wondering where you had gone but she figured that you probably went to pick up some more washing supplies as she knew you to be quite diligent when given a task. She smiled fondly, briefly remembering the many times she babysat you at her home and how much more helpful you proved to be than her daughters combined. Not really thinking about it, she adjusted her tight yoga pants before she walked out of the laundry room.

Dolores then arrived to the kitchen and grabbed a post-it note, writing on it to let you know that she had already left for Miriam's house, expecting you to be there as well and thanking you for helping her with her clothes. She used a magnet to pin the note to her fridge and then left, walking towards Miriam's house since it was within the same neighbourhood block and she felt like stretching her legs anyway. With each step she took, that slight tickle reappeared, pleasantly caressing between her cheeks though it felt like it was on the outside of her underwear 'So, it's definitely not the tag this time' she thought, wondering about it.

Things were far less pleasant for you given that you had just been swallowed between those two incomprehensibly gigantic jiggling behemoths and now found yourself as if you'd been tossed into the bottom of an ocean of warm, sweaty gelatin. Each step Dolores took made a booming quake that you felt through the rippling, doughy masses that engulfed you and her motions got you to get rubbed and bounced in between, with the thin fabric of her underwear serving as the only barrier keeping you from direct contact against her skin.

The shaking and bouncing around was far too much to even hold your thoughts long enough to formulate anything which got you feeling frustrated 'How am I supposed to get out of here?!' You thought while trying to push away Dolores' jiggly flesh, only managing to get your arms to sink deeply into it, which made her shudder slightly and changed the pacing of her walk. Her hips' motions became more pronounced and that made it so that your surroundings swayed more markedly than before. It almost felt as if her colossal cheeks were playing with you in a way, rubbing you in between and passing you amongst each other as she moved.

And thus, your struggles kept going in vain against the sheer immensity of Dolores' gargantuan behind and its jiggling motions while she walked to your house to join the Mother's Day celebration you and Ariadne had planned for her and Miriam. It didn't seem like things would get any easier...