No, you’re being silly Shrunk in an Amusement Park chapter 22 by Louka31

“Don’t be silly, I’m you’re mother! But it is a little warm in here, be a dear and hold this for me.”

Your mother placed her cigarette between your legs and propped it against you as you sat on the bed. You struggled to hold it upright and were happy when she took it back. When she did, you realized she’d taken her shirt off, her huge breasts hanging down as she pulled her hair back.

They had a natural sag that had come with age, but we’re still incredible.

“That’s better,” she said, reclining back down on the bed.

You made your way over to your mother’s left breast, which hung just shy of the bed. You wrapped your hands around it, and while rubbing it began to nibble on it. You’d lost all inhibition earlier in the day, and figured you were going to make this a weekend everyone would remember.

“I want to keep you in my bra tomorrow,” your mom confessed out of nowhere. “I want to go to the grocery store, the gas station, my book club… the whole time no one knowing I have a little slave worshiping my nipple.”

The word “slave” made you pause for a moment, but you loved the idea of being submissive to your mother’s whims. Janelle? Consensual. Leslie? Consensual. Shelby a little less. Denise just stuck you right in between your titties regardless of how you felt. And now you wanted your mom to do the same.