Moms butthole
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 30
by
copier
· original author:
marcinballa
Angela’s got breath washed over her tiny son. She felt so empowered compared to his pathetic little form right now. She grinned maniacally at what she was about to say. “You’re going to clean your big mommies butthole.”
There was a moment of silence as Angela just smiled. She could observe a look of stunned shock over her son’s face. “Wh....wait, what?” Brendan whimpered.
Cocking an eyebrow at her helpless little son, Angela bit her lip and grinned. “Oh, I think you heard me,” she said.
She could see a look of terror creeping over the face of her miniaturized son. “But....but mom,” he pleaded. “That’s so disgusting!”
“Well I don’t think it’s any more disgusting than what you and that tramp did to the poor man.”
Even at his tiny size, Angela thought she could still see an ashamed and embarrassed look on her sons face.
“Now, I’ll grow you back after your done cleaning,” Angela said. She began to use one hand to pull her tight jeans down. The giantess proceeded to lay facedown on her bed. She then removed her parties and pulled them down to her knees. Turning her attention back to her son, she saw that Brendan was crying. She gave him a wink. “Have fun down there, I’ll check on you in a bit,” she said.
Angela deposited her panicking son between her two giant buttcheeks, a little above her asshole in the crack. Brendan was petrified. He desperately wanted to escape but had no way out of here.
It seemed like an all out assault on Brendan’s senses. Obviously the first thing to hit him was the smell. He instantly wanted to vomit as he realized he was far closer to his mother’s purple, Pickering asshole than he ever hoped to be. It was also extremely warm and very sweaty.
“Fuck this,” Brendan cried. “I hope Lisa’s not in the same place,” he said, shuttering st the thought of that. As he looked around, it soon dawned on him what his mom wanted cleaned. Probably invisible to the naked eye we’re tiny bits and pieces of what appeared to be toilet paper, hairs, and probably a few pieces of crap.
“Shit, here goes nothing I guess,” Brendan muttered angrily. He grabbed some of the disgusting pieces or toilet paper which had been stuck to his mom’s ass from sweat, and managed to pry them free.
Several minutes passed as Angela laid on the bed, enjoying the ever present tickling sensation of her son. Brendan meanwhile, continued to free the tiny disgusting blond, gradually working his way closer to his mother’s hungry anus.
What happens next?
*Angela* https://www.deviantart.com/gt647/art/My-...
There was a moment of silence as Angela just smiled. She could observe a look of stunned shock over her son’s face. “Wh....wait, what?” Brendan whimpered.
Cocking an eyebrow at her helpless little son, Angela bit her lip and grinned. “Oh, I think you heard me,” she said.
She could see a look of terror creeping over the face of her miniaturized son. “But....but mom,” he pleaded. “That’s so disgusting!”
“Well I don’t think it’s any more disgusting than what you and that tramp did to the poor man.”
Even at his tiny size, Angela thought she could still see an ashamed and embarrassed look on her sons face.
“Now, I’ll grow you back after your done cleaning,” Angela said. She began to use one hand to pull her tight jeans down. The giantess proceeded to lay facedown on her bed. She then removed her parties and pulled them down to her knees. Turning her attention back to her son, she saw that Brendan was crying. She gave him a wink. “Have fun down there, I’ll check on you in a bit,” she said.
Angela deposited her panicking son between her two giant buttcheeks, a little above her asshole in the crack. Brendan was petrified. He desperately wanted to escape but had no way out of here.
It seemed like an all out assault on Brendan’s senses. Obviously the first thing to hit him was the smell. He instantly wanted to vomit as he realized he was far closer to his mother’s purple, Pickering asshole than he ever hoped to be. It was also extremely warm and very sweaty.
“Fuck this,” Brendan cried. “I hope Lisa’s not in the same place,” he said, shuttering st the thought of that. As he looked around, it soon dawned on him what his mom wanted cleaned. Probably invisible to the naked eye we’re tiny bits and pieces of what appeared to be toilet paper, hairs, and probably a few pieces of crap.
“Shit, here goes nothing I guess,” Brendan muttered angrily. He grabbed some of the disgusting pieces or toilet paper which had been stuck to his mom’s ass from sweat, and managed to pry them free.
Several minutes passed as Angela laid on the bed, enjoying the ever present tickling sensation of her son. Brendan meanwhile, continued to free the tiny disgusting blond, gradually working his way closer to his mother’s hungry anus.
What happens next?
*Angela* https://www.deviantart.com/gt647/art/My-...
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