The Elephant Sized Rump In The Room
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 22
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Ash decided that it was best not to mention to his mom the ways her body had changed, mostly because he couldn’t bring it up without using words like bigger, wider and fatter; three words that the young boy knew would only upset his mom. Besides, how could she not be aware of weight she’d put on? Her back had to be hurting from carrying around those watermelons on her chest and she had to be feeling all that extra padding when she sat on. She wasn’t talking about it because she was probably embarrassed. Ash wasn’t going to ruin his reunion with his mom by asking about her weight.
“Thanks for the cookies mom, they are really food,” Ash awkwardly told Delia as he nibbled on one of the cookies she brought him. He wasn’t going to bring it up, but his mom’s body was still the elephant in the room. He couldn’t take his eyes off her or stop wondering if her clothes were going to tear from the strain of holding so much wobbling, soft mass. One thing was sure; he was talking his mom into going shopping if only for his own sanity.
“That’s sweet of you Ash. I made them just for you. I know how much you love mommy’s warm, yummy cookies,” Delia said in a deeper, huskier voice that caused Ash to nearly drop his cookie. His mom just sat there innocently, smiling sweetly at him with her hands in her laps. Ash took several calming breaths and convinced himself that it was all his imagination.
“I think I’ll try some too. They look so yummy,” Delia sweetly said and got up off the couch to get herself a cookie sitting on the coffee table. She stepped in front of Ash and bent over, the boy letting out a started gasp as half a ton of ass was nearly shoved in his face. His mom’s big, meaty ass wobbled a foot from him, straining out Delia’s dress as she bent over. Ash stared at it with wide eyes as sweat started running down his face. Her dress was clinging so tightly that Ash could see the clear shape of her round ass right down to the long crack pulling some of the dress in. He was right, her ass was bigger then her chest.
“Which cookie should I have. I made several. I could have one of the hard, salty ones or the ones filled with creamy, white stuff oozing out or the soft, sweet one,” Delia said thoughtfully to herself as she wiggled her hips around as she tried to decide. Her ass bounced lightly around, gigantic cheeks quivering as she moved her backside around right in front of her son. Her movement was pulling more of her dress into her ass crack, making it clearer to see the outline of her rump and cause her dress to lift up. As her dress got shorter, Ash found his eyes moving from her wiggling, big booty to the exposed bottom of her dress. Ash knew he had to be seeing things because as his eyes drifted under his mom’s dress, he couldn’t see her wearing anything.
“I think I’ll have the soft one,” Delia finally decided and stood back up, patting down her dress to get it to settle back down. She sat back down beside her son, just as sunny as ever. Ash on the other hand had gone deathly pale and had removed his hat and put it in the middle of his lap. He looked right ahead, as stiff as a board (in a few ways) unable to look at his mom until she let out a loud, moan of pleasure.
“It's so sweet and soft,” Delia purred as she took a big bite of the cookie. She slowly chewed, making soft moans in enjoyment until she swallowed. She turned to her son with a sultry smile and lifted the cookie towards him. “Would you like to taste some of this?”
“I….I…I think…I need to take a shower!” Ash screamed out as he jumped to his feet, still holding his hat against his lap. Nearly trembling, he slowly scurried out of the living room to the bathroom for an ice cold shower. He didn’t notice his mom watching him go, her eyes looking at his own buttocks. She took another bite of the cookie, swallowing it quickly before letting out another murmur of pleasure.
“Yummy.”
“Thanks for the cookies mom, they are really food,” Ash awkwardly told Delia as he nibbled on one of the cookies she brought him. He wasn’t going to bring it up, but his mom’s body was still the elephant in the room. He couldn’t take his eyes off her or stop wondering if her clothes were going to tear from the strain of holding so much wobbling, soft mass. One thing was sure; he was talking his mom into going shopping if only for his own sanity.
“That’s sweet of you Ash. I made them just for you. I know how much you love mommy’s warm, yummy cookies,” Delia said in a deeper, huskier voice that caused Ash to nearly drop his cookie. His mom just sat there innocently, smiling sweetly at him with her hands in her laps. Ash took several calming breaths and convinced himself that it was all his imagination.
“I think I’ll try some too. They look so yummy,” Delia sweetly said and got up off the couch to get herself a cookie sitting on the coffee table. She stepped in front of Ash and bent over, the boy letting out a started gasp as half a ton of ass was nearly shoved in his face. His mom’s big, meaty ass wobbled a foot from him, straining out Delia’s dress as she bent over. Ash stared at it with wide eyes as sweat started running down his face. Her dress was clinging so tightly that Ash could see the clear shape of her round ass right down to the long crack pulling some of the dress in. He was right, her ass was bigger then her chest.
“Which cookie should I have. I made several. I could have one of the hard, salty ones or the ones filled with creamy, white stuff oozing out or the soft, sweet one,” Delia said thoughtfully to herself as she wiggled her hips around as she tried to decide. Her ass bounced lightly around, gigantic cheeks quivering as she moved her backside around right in front of her son. Her movement was pulling more of her dress into her ass crack, making it clearer to see the outline of her rump and cause her dress to lift up. As her dress got shorter, Ash found his eyes moving from her wiggling, big booty to the exposed bottom of her dress. Ash knew he had to be seeing things because as his eyes drifted under his mom’s dress, he couldn’t see her wearing anything.
“I think I’ll have the soft one,” Delia finally decided and stood back up, patting down her dress to get it to settle back down. She sat back down beside her son, just as sunny as ever. Ash on the other hand had gone deathly pale and had removed his hat and put it in the middle of his lap. He looked right ahead, as stiff as a board (in a few ways) unable to look at his mom until she let out a loud, moan of pleasure.
“It's so sweet and soft,” Delia purred as she took a big bite of the cookie. She slowly chewed, making soft moans in enjoyment until she swallowed. She turned to her son with a sultry smile and lifted the cookie towards him. “Would you like to taste some of this?”
“I….I…I think…I need to take a shower!” Ash screamed out as he jumped to his feet, still holding his hat against his lap. Nearly trembling, he slowly scurried out of the living room to the bathroom for an ice cold shower. He didn’t notice his mom watching him go, her eyes looking at his own buttocks. She took another bite of the cookie, swallowing it quickly before letting out another murmur of pleasure.
“Yummy.”
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