Completely opposite from yourself Caren basked in the overbearing warmth and the lingering smell from Miriam's massive farts, also thoroughly enjoying getting enveloped by her huge cheeks. She lovingly kneaded them, she couldn't get enough of how warm, squishy and soft they were. This caused them to quiver, making Miriam herself shudder. She giggled, thinking that Caren was just being sweet, probably trying to earn some additional points with her as her future mother-in-law if things keep going as planned.

Caren herself couldn't really take it anymore, hearing and catching a whiff of the increasingly larger farts Miriam was unleashing upon you had turned her out too much and she was pretty much at her limits, so now that she finally could indulge, she went all out, rubbing her face into one of the doughy, bronze colored walls at one of her sides, kneading and massaging as much of it as she could grab with wide, circular strokes.

"Mmmhhhh~" Miriam closed her eyes in delight and enjoyed feeling having her cheeks rubbed from within her crack. She was used to sitting for long hours due to her job but even then, things like these brought her much more relief than she first thought. She relaxed so much that she temporarily forgot the reason Caren shrank herself and dove into her big ass, easing some of the pressure in her tummy along, resulting in yet another loud fart, albeit not as long, lasting roughly 5 seconds.

When Caren heard the deep rumbling from farther away, her excitement levels skyrocketed and she embraced the rancid typhoon as it blew into her, not even minding the thundering, ear-ringing blaring booming noise that ensued. Soon, she was thoroughly engulfed in a thick cloud of a heavy gaseous mix containing mostly methane along with hints from what she ate, feeling the slight burn of spice as she inhaled it, huffing it in shameless delight... not that different in essence from someone who enjoys their tobacco smoke, or other substances.

The silver haired part-time nun frantically sniffed Miriam's enormous cheeks as if the stench that lingered on them were the freshest breeze from some idyllic flower field while her massaging motions became faster and more intense, her arms and hands sinking more and more into their squishy mass. This made them quiver even more, Miriam was loving the feeling herself and this meant that you may have slipped both their minds for the time being.

Last thing you heard was something about Caren looking for you, but your mom had already ripped two monstrous farts and there were no signs that anyone was looking for you. You thought that your mom would open her skirt's zipper and let Caren peer into her crack but clearly that wasn't happening, and with the two thunderous noxious hurricanes that had blasted their way out your entire body was literally too shaken to think straight. You almost felt as if your brain had gotten turned into slush from bouncing so much inside your skull. Or maybe it was the still intensifying reek that was making you feel dizzy, who knows?

You didn't even know where you were exactly anymore. It felt as if you were submerged in a warm ocean of squishy dough, so all you could tell is that you were somewhere in the canyon-esque chasm that was your mom's crack, engulfed by her ginormous cheeks. But how deep? No way to know and their sheer size and weight were what kept you in place even while she let out her massive booty blasts, that at this scale were more like nukes anyway.

'Are you really gonna let me get obliterated here?' You thought, asking Caren in your mind. You didn't even confirm whether or not she had any telepathic abilities but it didn't matter. Plus, as you thought about it you wondered if you really wanted her to get her hands on you again. She'd already made this whole thing far worse.
'You know what, I'm better off like this. I just need to make sure mom's nukes don't get me' You thought, shuddering at the very idea.

And just as if on cue, the rumbling returned, even more intense, feeling like an earthquake in its own right, which was most likely because of how small Caren had shrunken you, and you knew that your mom's farts tended to get bigger as time went on, your only salvation being that she somehow ran out of gas, but then again, even when on an empty stomach she wasn't nearly as gassy as other ladies, her body seemed to be pretty adept, if not overzealous at turning her food into gas, copious amounts of it. You remembered Lillian mentioning something similar about herself, and her version of it was even more powerful.

The vast surface you were on was barren, unfortunately, nowhere to take shelter in. Not to mention that, since you were trapped in your mom's crack, you were clinging vertically to this humongous, gelatinous fatty wall and were at her complete mercy. You tried to cling as hard as you could, anticipating the incoming nuke, but instead the meaty wall itself began to quiver.

"Oh!" Miriam's eyes opened, snapping her out of her pleasant little trance "Something feels really good back there" She muttered, and by the feeling of it, it was too small for it to be Caren, who at this point was laying deep in her crack, almost having a seizure from the sheer pleasure she felt playing with Miriam's ginormous cheeks and huffing her lingering farts.
'I think I found him' She thought, feeling relieved to be aware of your location again and considered letting Caren know, but on the other hand she was also enjoying her massages and if she didn't mind staying while she let off her built pressure then she saw no need to put an early end to them.

Suddenly, the massive wall you kept clinging to smashed into its twin, making a loud, powerful booming noise. It still blew your mind that this thunderclap-like sound was merely from her clapping with her butt, something you're not exactly proud of knowing about but true nonetheless, your mom's huge butt could definitely make quite the loud claps when she tried and even playfully competed with her friends, though both Sheila and Dolores could make much more noise given their more endowed behinds. Thinking of dealing with those at your current size gave you plenty of cold chills that rushed across your body.

Miriam clenched and unclenched her big butt repeatedly, wanting to feel her precious tiny son now that she had pinpointed his location. Despite his diminutive size, every time her doughy flesh engulfed him she felt a really pleasant series of tingling waves that surged up her back and diffused across her arms with some reaching up to her neck, giving her goosebumps on all 3 areas. She didn't seem to realize that her clenching and unclenching motions were stronger than she thought, her sizable cheeks repeatedly bounced into each other making loud claps, something she usually took pride in despite her own claims that her "butt isn't too big"

Due to how soft and doughy your mom's gigantic booty is, you didn't really suffer any damage, even less so with whatever Caren did to shrink you, but you noticed that the titanic claps were getting faster, and that your mom's body quivered more. It almost seemed as if she were really enjoying this, pressing her cheeks together for longer and kneading them as well, unknown to you that she wanted to feel you as much as possible.

As a side effect, Caren also had her mind overwhelmed by these unexpected actions and went even crazier at it, essentially motorboating the enormous surfaces that kept engulfing her while frantically kneading them with her hands and feet. The last shred of self restraint she had left was the only thing that kept her from kissing Miriam's ass because that could compromise her ruse, and said urge was getting harder and harder to resist.

With Miriam focusing on feeling the tiny forms enveloped by her sizable asscheeks, she unleashed another tremendous fart without realizing until too late, but the strong vibrations that it added to her jiggling derriere only made her feel even better, unfazed by the noise and smell anyway. She then pushed out some more, making the already big fart even bigger and more echoing, the gust of hot wind erupting from the depths of her crack felt bigger as well.

Having nowhere to hide, you felt the absolutely gigantic hurricane hit you with its terrifying might and as much as you tried to cling onto one of your mom's cheeks, the sheer power of her windy blast far exceeded your grip's strength and you were effortlessly ripped off, picked up like a pebble in the middle of a tornado while your surroundings became a jiggling chaos, adding ominous booms to the already deafening, reverberating roar.

By what had to be called a sheer miracle, Caren, despite experiencing one of the most ecstatic moments in her life, taking yet another giant fart from Miriam at almost point blank, snapped out of it when she saw a tiny blur fly past her and she quickly pushed back against one of the doughy walls enveloping her until it reached the end of its elasticity, after which it promptly flung her away. Further aided by the might of the same titanic fart that had taken you, Caren managed to catch up to you and grabbed you. She was easily ten times your size, so to her you were more or less the size of a typical doll, or an action figure. She giggled as she brought you closer to her, still flying in the thunderous typhoon that your mom was blasting.

"Had fun?" She asked.

"Did you lose your goddamn mi-"

"OOF!" You and her were interrupted as you slammed into a taut wall of fabric, your mom's thong. You got the worst of it as you were pressed into it by Caren's own stomach, which, while smooth and relatively firm, felt heavy. Once the monstrous blast died down, Caren pushed herself off you a little and you promptly fell, landing on the front of her panties. This is where you noticed two things:
a) At some point she had stripped down to her underwear
b) Her panties were absolutely soaked, though you couldn't sense much of a smell because of your mom's lingering reek