"Visitor." Came the gruff tone of the police officer.
The boy looked up at the clatter of high heels just in time to see an early-forties woman in skin-tight leather pants and tube-top press her earnest face between the bars and speak. This also had the effect of sandwiching her enormous bosom between the steel bars. Ah, his mother.
"Hang in there sweetie, I'm sure this is all just a big misunderstanding! Mommy's going back here to sort it out with this nice officer and then we'll be back home together where we belong!"
The boy's spirits rose as he lay back; his mom was a good person - sure she had her downsides - she dressed way too young, she was a bit of a ditz, she was kinda pudgy in the hips and chest and she had a certain problem with alcohol that brought out her dominant streak, but he were never under any doubt that she loved him and were confident she'd get him out of here.
"Oh my, is that liquor?" He heard her say just before the heavy paneled door to the office shut, and his heart sank in your chest.
*
The officer wore a smug grin as she slowly dragged the gate back on his cell. She raised an eyebrow knowingly at him, dangling an empty bottle of vodka from one finger. To the boy's shock, his mom strode past her, stopping at the entrance to the cell, hands firmly on her wide, slanted hips. Her hair was now down and slightly scraggly. She'd obviously taken her top off, because only a large leopardskin bra, matching her tight pants and heels, covered her formidable if sagging rack. Tutting loudly, she stepped towards him, one foot in front of the other, her huge hips and gelatinous bum wiggling obscenely. She stopped in front of her son's single bunk, slipping one pale white, well-kept foot out of it's heel and gently shushing him with it, pressing it against your chin and pushing you down into the bunk. He lay there for a moment as the smell crept around him.
"So, smoking weed again were we?" She said, slowly stepping up onto the boy's neck with her left foot, letting her full weight crush her son as she stood on his throat. "What's the matter, nothing to say for yourself?" She sneered, steadying herself on the wall as she bounced gently up and down on her defenceles son's neck. "When are you gonna learn, hmm? When are you gonna start understanding that that junk is bad for you? That you get in debt with the wrong folks, fall in with the wrong kinds of people? Hmm? You'll get hurt! Hmm? Nothing to say??" she insisted, his windpipe opening and closing as her arches bounced softly on him. Her son never resisted her, not when he knew where he belonged. "Well, at least you're learning something out of this," she said, clambering onto his face. Her toes gripped tightly onto his temples as her heels dug into his jaw, his whole face smothering under her stinky feet, "mommy's only doing this because she cares, sweetie. Your all she has left, and she's gonna take care of you. From now on." she said looking him square in the eye. Then she bent down.
"Hup!"
She jumped, and with a crash her wide hips came down hard on top of her son's risen groin. Her teenage son's growing member was no match for his mother's mature bottom and was crushed quickly under it, his balls nearly being flattened by her outrageous cheeks. The officer laughed as he did cry out this time, the young man's scrotum crushed under his own mother's heavy bottom, but she was even more amazed when the mother gently shushed him quiet by rubbing her smelly feet over his face, only a few soft sobs escaping after a few seconds of maternal foot-flesh on his face.
"Now, here's what's going to happen. We're going to sit here like this and this nice lady officer is going to take pictures of us which you are then going to frame and keep on display in your room! And if I ever catch you back there with a girl and those picture aren't up, well, let's just say there will be trouble. Oh, and on that note you are now on notice - from now on whether you are doing homework, or sports, or sitting with some silly girl, if you hear mom calling you to sit on your face, you come at once, do you get me? Your face is now 100% property of momma's ass, understand?"
The boy sniffed into his mom's wiggling toes, nodding his agreement. His mom smiled, and stroked his face with her foot. "And this is mine too," she said, bouncing testily on his squashed cock. "This is your symbol of manhood sweetie, and I'm sitting on it. I'm squashing it under my big bum son because that's where it belongs - my bum is much bigger than your manhood, and much heavier. And my feet are much stronger than it, so they get it too. Okay sweetie? Everyday we're going to do this; I'm going to bounce on your bulge or stand on your manhood for a few minutes everyday. Because that's where you belong, isn't it sweetie? Isn't it?" She said, a look of stern compassion in her eyes. The boy, still fully aware of what was going on, was still slightly intoxicated by his mom's stinky feet, and nodded sniffing once again. His mother cooed, called him a good boy and rubbed his cheek with her foot as the officer pulled out a camera. She watched intently as the boy's mom pressed her big, purple-painted toe against his lips which pursed tight, not letting them in.
"Ah, ah. Open wide." She tutted, smiling at her son as he forced his mouth to open with obvious reluctance, before pointing her purple-painted toenails downwards and pressing her entire foot into his mouth. "Now suck," she commanded gently, softly stroking his face with her other foot, "and let mommy close your nose with her stinky toes." She did so, clasping the big and middle toe of her free foot over his nose, stealing his breath away. For a minute she would force him to smother, then cutely release her toes grip on his face, letting him breath in her stinky air before squeezing his nose shut once again. To her utter delight, she felt her son become aroused by this action.
"Good boy." She cooed, feeling the bulge press into her bottom and wiggling her butt over it. "Now here's what we're gonna do."
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