Your mother's body keeps growing, her legs smashing through the house next door while her ass crushes the splintered remains of your former home. Bigger and bigger she swells, passing one hundred feet, then two and three in the span of a minute. You peek out from between her fingers and watch as more and more houses are engulfed by your mother's growing rear end.
Finally her growth comes to a stop. Most of the neighborhood is long lost under your mom's ass. She gives a moan as she stands up, the motion pressing you against her palm as she opens her hand. "Well, that sure was something," she smiles. "I'm so big, I love it!"
"But Mom, you crushed a dozen houses," you say.
"Well it's not like I could have stopped it," she replies. "I don't even know what made me grow."
You can see police cars and a helicopter approaching from the city, while down below people are fleeing from the houses not crushed during your mom's growth. "The cops are coming Mom," you shout.
"I wonder what they want me to do," she smiles. "I doubt I'll fit in one of the squad cars."
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