When you opened the door, the first thing you saw was a woman's stomach, contained within the confines of a tight red t-shirt. Looking down you saw wide hips, a large ass, and jiggly thighs wrapped up in skintight black leggings. Glancing up your vision was obscured by the woman's breasts, which jutted out from her body like a shelf. Of course, you didn't need to see the woman's face to know it was your mother.
“Jackie?” Your mom said, a confused tone to her voice. Much to your surprise, your ditzy mom actually walked into the room, instead of looking down. She bowled right over you, knocking you to the floor. It wasn't until her feet slammed down and crushed your chest flat that she felt you. She looked down sheepishly, and couldn't help but grin as she saw you.
"What's...so...funny mom?” You panted, hard to speak through partially crushed lungs.
“These things always happen to you, don't they? I find it amusing how unlucky you can be.” Trish giggled, and you pouted. Your mom was finding joy out of your suffering. Your mom noticed your sour mood. “Oh, but I am sorry Jackie dear. I'll try and be more careful.” She stepped off of you, knelt down, and lifted you to your feet.
“Was there something you wanted?” You asked, still slightly miffed. Trish ruffled your hair.
“Yes, silly boy. I want to take you out somewhere special, just the two of us. We need to get in some mother and son bonding. Mary's been taking up all of your time lately, sometimes even unknowingly.” Trish smiled, knowing that half the time you spent with your girlfriend you were crushed to your body. Of course, you could say the same about your mom, but you decided to keep your mouth shut. Trish had quite the fiery temper.
“Where...did you want to go?” You were unsure of this idea. You loved your mom, and loved hanging out with her, but your little adventures never seemed to finish without you being crushed or mashed at least once.
“Oh, I don't know.” Trish rubbed her chin thoughtfully. “You go to the mall so often. How about we go out to eat somewhere! That could be fun!” She looked at you with a sparkled in her eyes. Despite the inherent danger of going out to a restaurant, you couldn't resist your mother's almost puppy dog stare.
“Sure.” Trish squealed with delight, and scooped you up into her arms. Not wasting another second, she rushed out of the house still carrying you, nearly through you into the passenger's seat, and drove off to her favorite restaurant, a place called “Maggie's”.
Maggie's was a relatively recent chain restaurant, with a twist on the normal standards. Maggie's was staffed solely by attractive women dressed up in revealing maid outfits. The interior of the restaurant was decorated in posh furniture and mansion-esque accessories. It was like being a millionaire for the day, what with the being served food by maids and what not. You had no idea why your mom liked it so much, but you weren't going to complain. The food was fancy and great, and the girls were admittedly hot.
It was a twenty minute drive, which you and your mom spent planning your meal so you could order right as you got to the restaurant. Your mom had decided on some nice bread rolls with lasagna and meatballs on the side. You had settled for a more normal pick of chicken fingers and french fries. Even the most uppity of restaurant's still served chicken fingers and fries to picky eaters such as yourself.
It wasn't even a minute after you got into the restaurant the one of the sexy maids walked right up to you and your mom. You had to hold your mouth shut, or else your jaw would have dropped straight to the floor. There were two reasons. One, the maid walking towards you was a drop dead gorgeous girl. Her cute ass swung tantalizingly behind her, and her smaller sized breasts were perfectly round and perky in her tight uniform.
The second reason you were surprised was far more sinister. The maid was none other than Elise, a girl you knew from school. Elise was an absolute bitch, and she did everything in her power to make your life hell. She hated all of the attention that your special condition gave you, so she made it her mission to get you as much attention as possible, whether people truly knew or not. She had molded you into clothing, turned you into sexual pleasure objects, handed you out like gum, and once she even tied you into a bow and used you to hold her twin pigtails in place for two whole months.
Elise paused for a second when she locked eyes with you, and you saw an unmistakable smirk cross her face. In a split second she was back to her innocent and naive expression, which you knew was just an act. Elise was perfect at hiding her bitchy nature.
“Why hello there you two!” Elise waved, her infectious smile stretching from ear to ear. “Here for a pleasant lunch time meal?” Trish smiled back at her.
“Yes, we are.” Your mother replied.
“Right this way.” Elise gestured to an empty table, and your mom walked off. As you followed her, Elise bent down and whispered in your ear, her breasts pressing against you.
“Long time no see Jackie!” She whispered deviously. Chills ran up and down your spine. You took your seat beside your mom and the two of you ordered drinks and food. As Elise walked off to tells the chefs your order, you felt the undeniable urge of nature calling. Glancing frantically to make sure Elise was nowhere to be found, you made a mad dash for the bathroom, telling your mom you would be back in a few minutes.
You push the door to the bathroom open, and start to take a few steps inside. Do you make it safely into the bathroom, or does disaster strike?
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