Melissa walked all throughout the campus, savoring each step that squished her new high quality thong between her round cheeks. She pulled out her phone, searching through each of your daily classes and saw there was only one class left on the schedule and it was letting out soon! Somehow Melissa had wasted the day away doing the silly activities set out for parents, and honestly, she was getting tired. Seeing there were just a couple minutes left in the class, Melissa broke into a light jog in the direction of your final class, hoping she could bump into you before you left as otherwise she’d have no idea where you’d get yourself off to. If only she knew how close you were to her really, as each step of her jog threw your body wildly, her whole booty swaying with each wide step, chewing you up and splashing you with fresh sweat as your titanic mother made her way across the sunny campus.
By the time your mother had made it to the class, after ditzily getting lost a few times along the way, she was met with none other than an empty classroom. She was glistening with fresh sweat from her jog, and was panting in exhausted defeat. “Drat...now there’s no way I’ll find him. Only place he could’ve gone back to is his little dorm. I suppose I should check there before I call it a day...” Hearing this made your eyes shoot wide open. Your mother was actually considering leaving campus without saying goodbye?! Even knowing her track record of squashing you to herself? You whimpered hopelessly as your mother continued her trek around campus, your mind melting experience of being ground between your own moms cheeks continuing as they continued to squash you deeper and deeper into her never ending ass.
Arriving back at your “shoebox” of a dorm, your mother crudely kicked it lightly simulating what in her mind was a knock. She tapped her foot impatiently waiting for her son to open up. In her waiting, a beautiful girl began opening the door right next to yours and caught your mom’s eye. “Oh! You must be Mrs. Swift! I’m Chelsea I’m a good friend of your sons!” You perked up, hoping of all people your heroic neighbor could save you from going home with your clueless mom. Your mother’s eyes lit up too, happy to meet a friend of her sons for the first time since she arrived! “It’s nice to meet you! I’ve been looking for the little guy for a few hours, you haven’t seen him have you?” Almost on instinct, Chelsea immediately lifted up her shoe, scanning the dirty bottom for any tan blotches. “Ummmm nope, can’t say I have...where’s the last place you saw him?” Melissa’s eyes went cloudy as she tried to remember, cocking her head slightly to the side in thought. A deep hum escaped her lips as the gears turned before she finally stated aloud cheerily, “No idea! I sat in on one of his classes but that’s about all I can remember!”, your mother stated with a smile. You screamed hearing your forgetful, clueless mother somehow forget what had happened just hours ago, but your screams became mere buzz’s against your mom’s wide ass which she quickly remedied with a light scratch, shoving your face deeper into her moist crack. Chelsea furrowed her brow, discontent with your mother’s sparse answer. Knowing your mother had likely squashed you to herself somewhere, Chelsea thought quickly the fastest and easiest way to remedy the situation with this woman she had just met. Sighing Chelsea decided, “Want me to check you over, make sure he didn’t get himself squashed to you?” Melissa simply shrugged, she knew there was no way you had gotten yourself stuck to her, so she felt she had nothing to hide. Chelsea studied every square inch of your mom, going light on the shoes as they reeked thanks to your mother’s years of wear on them, but couldn’t see the smallest sign of you.
“Alright, it looks like you’re completely clean of him. Still, you shouldn’t leave campus without finding him...he could be in danger!” Your mother struck a small look of fear before she seemed to repress a smile, “In danger? What do you think...he could’ve gotten...stepped on or something?” Your mother covered her mouth with one hand, attempting to hide her childish giggles. “Or worse! He could’ve even been sat on by some sweaty ditz!” Chelsea imagined. Your mother began hysterically laughing at that one, imagining your tiny body squashed flat beneath someone’s gross booty of all places! Her obnoxious laughing shook your world as you lay in embarrassment and fear mere inches from your mother’s twitching asshole. “Seriously though, Mrs. Swift, I’m heading out for the weekend to see my parents who couldn’t come today. Feel free to stay in my dorm while I’m gone, I’d hate for you to leave without saying bye to your son.” Melissa stopped her laughing and beamed at Chelsea, “Thank you so much, honey. That is so generous of you. I’m so happy my son has such good friends here!”
With that, Chelsea left you alone underneath your tormenting unaware mother, as Melissa made her way into Chelsea’s single dorm room. Immediately upon entering, Melissa kicks her shoes off, content with making herself at home since she had won a whole weekend with her tiny son! Clad in some light blue ankle socks, your mother found Chelsea’s bed and jumped onto it, belly first, pulling out her phone and soon releasing a mighty yawn. Your mom scrolled through her social media kicking her feet childishly in the air, occasionally laughing to herself, as she prepped herself for bed. “I’m sure Thomas will be home by morning, and first thing I’ll do is surprise him with the fact we can spend the whole weekend together!” Your mom blushed happily, excited to spend more time smothering you(in love of course) but also exhausted from the long day. You were smooshed, helpless beneath your mom’s warm ass as she prepared to hit the hay.
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