Before you could make your decision, a huge hand came down and grabbed you, plucking you up into the air.
Woosh!!
You went flying upwards and stopped suddenly close to. . . your mother's breasts!
Looking downward, you saw through the black lace of her nightgown. Her massive soft cleavage jiggled and her wonderful flawless skin begged an invitation. Part of you wanted to leap from where you were and jump right down between the chasm, never to be seen again. The black bra underneath her night gown cozily held together her breasts while simultaneously giving you a wondrous view of her breasts. It was quite glorious.
Your long look at her breasts was cut short as you were promptly placed down in front of the cereal bowl. Bending downward, your mother almost mashed you with her big juicy breasts as she brought up some of the food from the bowl into her mouth. Crouching down on it, your mother smiled at you.
Your giant mother, Deborah, grinned as she looked down at you closely. Her little son was so afraid of going into her stomach, yet she knew better. She knew that his place was inside of her.
You watched as you were near the bowl as your aunt who was nearby heard the commotion.
"What's going on over there, Debs? Oh my goodness? Ha ha ha!! It's his shrinking day today, huh?" your huge aunt Jane said as she bent over to grab you. Before she could reach you, your mother reached over to block you.
"Now, now, Jane. He was climbing up me, he wants to be with his mommy." Deborah said sweetly like she was talking to a baby.
"Ha ha, oh Debs. . and you say I'm the playful one. You know that I'd love to throw him in between my breasts and maybe down my panties but. . I can't argue that he was going for you first." Jane said as she pulled her hand away from you.
You were shocked at how your family was acting.
"Mommy! Aunt Jane!! I need your help!" you screamed at them.
"He looks pretty scared, Debs. He should be once he's sliding down your throat and into your belly." your Aunt Jane said in a delighted tone.
"Now now, Jane. Don't ruin the surprise. If he's a good boy, I'll give him a good ending. . but if he's bad. . I'm going to have to punish him first." your mom said with a wink to you.
"M-mommy. . A-aunt J-jane. . don't eat me, please! W-why are you doing this?" you screamed at them. They just looked at you, not responding at all. You were not sure if they didn't hear you or they didn't even care.
All you could do was watch and wait to see what they'd do next.
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