Bertha’s Bigger (to you) Blasting Beach Booty
Giantess/Shrinking & Farts
Chapter 20
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allyboy1351997
Sadly for Snickers, and more so for you, Bertha’s desire to keep playing with you, plus the growing wetness in the front of her bikini bottom, won out over her desire to not upset her daughter. She decided she wanted to try and keep you back there for as long as she could stretch it out.
“Hmmm… Nope. Sorry, but I think he’d prefer to stay back there a little while longer. I mean… he did just jump right back in after tasting freedom, so it can’t be that bad,” Bertha smirked at her daughter and shifted her hips side to side, wobbling her titanic cheeks to tease her daughter further.
Snickers was almost speechless at how her mom was acting, how could she feel like this was ok to do to anyone, never mind someone who her daughter was hoping to make friends with?
“Mom please let him out,” Snickers pleaded with her mom once again, her concern for your well-being showing even further through her increasingly desperate voice.
“But I know I can get him higher than last time, you wouldn’t want to take my chance of breaking my record, would you?” Bertha continued to, in her eyes, playfully tease her daughter. “You’ll get to spend some time with him later. It’s not like he’s going to disappear back there or anything.”
Little did both women know, Bertha’s words may have had more truth to them than either of them would think.
*****
As you reached the peak of your flight from Bertha’s ass, your momentum slowed and you once again felt gravity begin to pull you back down, back towards Bertha’s backside.
Before you could even attempt to alter your trajectory, a familiar feeling of sleepiness and weakness in your body began to overcome you. You barely had time to panic before you blacked out.
The last sight your mind was able to comprehend before darkness overcame you was the rapidly approaching canyon of Bertha’s asscrack.
When you woke up, you groaned, not knowing how long it had been that you were unconscious for. The grogginess that greeted you upon waking up faded quickly as you remembered why you blacked out in the first place.
You could tell you were laying face down on something that was more solid than the fatty meat of Bertha’s jiggling backside. Opening your eyes you were greeted with a pitch black abyss beneath you, as well as the unmistakeable stench of Bertha’s most recent emissions.
Looking around in the darkness, you felt the familiar pressure of Bertha’s cheeks bearing down on your back, so you knew you were still in her crack. Looking at the material that you were laying down on, it appeared to be made of some kind of rope, and your face was being pressed into the gap in the mesh of rope you were being supported by.
It wasn’t till you heard an almost deafening, rumbling gurgle from beneath you that you realised you had landed exactly where you had been previously.
You were laying directly above Bertha’s anus, but now you were small enough that your face could see through the fibres of her thong! You couldn’t have been more than a fraction of an inch tall!
As you jolted in panic at your realisation, the sphincter beneath you clearly felt your movements, it happily twitched and puckered in an attempt to grab you through the fabric of the thong.
Surely Bertha must have realised you were smaller, you were pressed up against her asshole! Hoping to hear Bertha inform snickers of what had just happened, you strained your ears to listen to the conversation above, although between the miles of thick cellulite surrounding you, as well as the deafening noises coming from inside the digestive system you were pressed against the end of, what you could make out of their conversation was faint.
“Hmmm, I’m not feeling him quite as much. I mean he’s definitely still tickling me back there, but he almost feels… smaller?” Bertha sounded unsure of herself, and you felt her cheeks close in around you as she clenched them in an effort to feel for you.
“Wait, smaller? That must mean he’s shrinking again!” Snickers sounded desperate. “Mom, you need to let him out!”
An ominous gurgle beneath you made you shiver in fear from what you knew was coming, as did the anus beneath you puffing outwards to contain the gas that was pushing on the opposite side of it.
“Oh calm down- PHSSSHHHRT -don’t know for sure if that is the case. And even if he is getting smaller, then this is where he’s safest, we at least know where he is, if I took him out now and he ended up getting even smaller, there’s a good chance a strong wind could pick him up and carry him off, and then we’d never find him again,” Snickers frowned at her mom’s word choice, causing Bertha to smirk.
You couldn’t believe that you would have learned what Snickers’ actual name was if her mom hadn’t happened to pass gas just as she spoke it out loud!
Bertha was trying to calm her daughter, but with the ulterior motive of also keeping you in her backside. However, her playful teasing was doing little to ease Snickers’ fears, she was actually getting more and more worried for you by the minute.
Bertha was actually surprised by how much the idea of a whole person stuck back there was turning her on, although she imagined a big part of it was the stimulation, and the prospect of you getting even smaller back there was something she’d very much like to see happen.
“Mom, please. If he is getting smaller in there and we lose him because you wouldn’t take him out, I don’t think I’d ever be able to forgive you,” Snickers looked increasingly distressed, and Bertha’s motherly instincts told her she couldn’t keep this game up for much longer without really upsetting her daughter. The thought of losing her little toy so soon was disappointing, but she was sure she’d be able to get you back between her buns (and hopefully in a more private setting) later.
However, giving you up didn’t mean that she couldn’t make a game out of giving you back to her daughter.
“Ok, fine. I’ll let him out for a while, but we’re doing it my way,” Bertha grinned to her daughter as a massive ominous gurgle sounded from inside her gut.
Before Snickers could say another word, Bertha raised her hips into the air, parting her monumental cheeks slightly and allowing a tiny amount of actual sunlight to filter through her miles deep canyon that parted them. She unleashed a massive, twenty second long fart that launched you airborne once again.
You passed Snickers’ shocked, worried face and kept going upwards, almost slamming into the umbrella that sheltered Bertha as she laid out on her stomach. As you reached your peak, you once again began to feel that familiar weariness, and your vision began to grow dark.
Panicking, you prayed that Snickers would save you before you descended into her mother’s chasm once again, because if you went back in there, you weren’t sure you’d ever get back out again.
You pass out once again, but where do you wake up?
1&2) You wake up on a vast, constantly shifting expanse of soft, tan ground. Remembering your previous trajectory, you quickly put together that you have landed on one of Bertha’s butt cheeks. Only now you are small enough that each cheek is probably the same size as an actual planet to you.
Looking upward you can see the unfathomably large face of Snickers high above you, scanning the surface of her mother’s backside for your now imperceptible form. You jump up and down, screaming for her attention and…
1) …against all odds, you see her eyes light up in recognition, she has spotted you! But does Bertha throw a wrench in her plans to free you?
2) …her eye passes over without recognition, scanning another section of the vast open space, your attempts to grab her attention go unnoticed and you are left lost on Bertha’s backside.
3) You wake up in the familiar dark chasm that you had previously occupied, but now it is so unfathomably massive that you fear you might never escape on your own. You have no idea if Snickers saw you fall in here, but you are now so small that it may not matter.
4) You woke up groggily, unsure exactly of where you had ended up. You still heard the voices of Bertha and Snickers, although Snickers’ came across much louder, so you put together that you were somewhere on her body.
5) You woke up and felt a sense of momentum and… no ground beneath your feet? You opened your eyes and panicked as you saw that you were still high in the air, and being carried by the wind away from where Bertha and Snickers were sitting. You had no way of changing your trajectory, so simply resolved to see where you would land when the wind carried you closer to the ground.
“Hmmm… Nope. Sorry, but I think he’d prefer to stay back there a little while longer. I mean… he did just jump right back in after tasting freedom, so it can’t be that bad,” Bertha smirked at her daughter and shifted her hips side to side, wobbling her titanic cheeks to tease her daughter further.
Snickers was almost speechless at how her mom was acting, how could she feel like this was ok to do to anyone, never mind someone who her daughter was hoping to make friends with?
“Mom please let him out,” Snickers pleaded with her mom once again, her concern for your well-being showing even further through her increasingly desperate voice.
“But I know I can get him higher than last time, you wouldn’t want to take my chance of breaking my record, would you?” Bertha continued to, in her eyes, playfully tease her daughter. “You’ll get to spend some time with him later. It’s not like he’s going to disappear back there or anything.”
Little did both women know, Bertha’s words may have had more truth to them than either of them would think.
*****
As you reached the peak of your flight from Bertha’s ass, your momentum slowed and you once again felt gravity begin to pull you back down, back towards Bertha’s backside.
Before you could even attempt to alter your trajectory, a familiar feeling of sleepiness and weakness in your body began to overcome you. You barely had time to panic before you blacked out.
The last sight your mind was able to comprehend before darkness overcame you was the rapidly approaching canyon of Bertha’s asscrack.
When you woke up, you groaned, not knowing how long it had been that you were unconscious for. The grogginess that greeted you upon waking up faded quickly as you remembered why you blacked out in the first place.
You could tell you were laying face down on something that was more solid than the fatty meat of Bertha’s jiggling backside. Opening your eyes you were greeted with a pitch black abyss beneath you, as well as the unmistakeable stench of Bertha’s most recent emissions.
Looking around in the darkness, you felt the familiar pressure of Bertha’s cheeks bearing down on your back, so you knew you were still in her crack. Looking at the material that you were laying down on, it appeared to be made of some kind of rope, and your face was being pressed into the gap in the mesh of rope you were being supported by.
It wasn’t till you heard an almost deafening, rumbling gurgle from beneath you that you realised you had landed exactly where you had been previously.
You were laying directly above Bertha’s anus, but now you were small enough that your face could see through the fibres of her thong! You couldn’t have been more than a fraction of an inch tall!
As you jolted in panic at your realisation, the sphincter beneath you clearly felt your movements, it happily twitched and puckered in an attempt to grab you through the fabric of the thong.
Surely Bertha must have realised you were smaller, you were pressed up against her asshole! Hoping to hear Bertha inform snickers of what had just happened, you strained your ears to listen to the conversation above, although between the miles of thick cellulite surrounding you, as well as the deafening noises coming from inside the digestive system you were pressed against the end of, what you could make out of their conversation was faint.
“Hmmm, I’m not feeling him quite as much. I mean he’s definitely still tickling me back there, but he almost feels… smaller?” Bertha sounded unsure of herself, and you felt her cheeks close in around you as she clenched them in an effort to feel for you.
“Wait, smaller? That must mean he’s shrinking again!” Snickers sounded desperate. “Mom, you need to let him out!”
An ominous gurgle beneath you made you shiver in fear from what you knew was coming, as did the anus beneath you puffing outwards to contain the gas that was pushing on the opposite side of it.
“Oh calm down- PHSSSHHHRT -don’t know for sure if that is the case. And even if he is getting smaller, then this is where he’s safest, we at least know where he is, if I took him out now and he ended up getting even smaller, there’s a good chance a strong wind could pick him up and carry him off, and then we’d never find him again,” Snickers frowned at her mom’s word choice, causing Bertha to smirk.
You couldn’t believe that you would have learned what Snickers’ actual name was if her mom hadn’t happened to pass gas just as she spoke it out loud!
Bertha was trying to calm her daughter, but with the ulterior motive of also keeping you in her backside. However, her playful teasing was doing little to ease Snickers’ fears, she was actually getting more and more worried for you by the minute.
Bertha was actually surprised by how much the idea of a whole person stuck back there was turning her on, although she imagined a big part of it was the stimulation, and the prospect of you getting even smaller back there was something she’d very much like to see happen.
“Mom, please. If he is getting smaller in there and we lose him because you wouldn’t take him out, I don’t think I’d ever be able to forgive you,” Snickers looked increasingly distressed, and Bertha’s motherly instincts told her she couldn’t keep this game up for much longer without really upsetting her daughter. The thought of losing her little toy so soon was disappointing, but she was sure she’d be able to get you back between her buns (and hopefully in a more private setting) later.
However, giving you up didn’t mean that she couldn’t make a game out of giving you back to her daughter.
“Ok, fine. I’ll let him out for a while, but we’re doing it my way,” Bertha grinned to her daughter as a massive ominous gurgle sounded from inside her gut.
Before Snickers could say another word, Bertha raised her hips into the air, parting her monumental cheeks slightly and allowing a tiny amount of actual sunlight to filter through her miles deep canyon that parted them. She unleashed a massive, twenty second long fart that launched you airborne once again.
You passed Snickers’ shocked, worried face and kept going upwards, almost slamming into the umbrella that sheltered Bertha as she laid out on her stomach. As you reached your peak, you once again began to feel that familiar weariness, and your vision began to grow dark.
Panicking, you prayed that Snickers would save you before you descended into her mother’s chasm once again, because if you went back in there, you weren’t sure you’d ever get back out again.
You pass out once again, but where do you wake up?
1&2) You wake up on a vast, constantly shifting expanse of soft, tan ground. Remembering your previous trajectory, you quickly put together that you have landed on one of Bertha’s butt cheeks. Only now you are small enough that each cheek is probably the same size as an actual planet to you.
Looking upward you can see the unfathomably large face of Snickers high above you, scanning the surface of her mother’s backside for your now imperceptible form. You jump up and down, screaming for her attention and…
1) …against all odds, you see her eyes light up in recognition, she has spotted you! But does Bertha throw a wrench in her plans to free you?
2) …her eye passes over without recognition, scanning another section of the vast open space, your attempts to grab her attention go unnoticed and you are left lost on Bertha’s backside.
3) You wake up in the familiar dark chasm that you had previously occupied, but now it is so unfathomably massive that you fear you might never escape on your own. You have no idea if Snickers saw you fall in here, but you are now so small that it may not matter.
4) You woke up groggily, unsure exactly of where you had ended up. You still heard the voices of Bertha and Snickers, although Snickers’ came across much louder, so you put together that you were somewhere on her body.
5) You woke up and felt a sense of momentum and… no ground beneath your feet? You opened your eyes and panicked as you saw that you were still high in the air, and being carried by the wind away from where Bertha and Snickers were sitting. You had no way of changing your trajectory, so simply resolved to see where you would land when the wind carried you closer to the ground.
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May 12, 2023
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