This choice: You manage to get her attention but how does she react? • Go Back...Chapter #6Mom's New Obsession by: Tye Sruck between your mother’s cheeks, you lay in fear of what would come next. You just witnessed your mother laughing at the idea of you being sat on, and you trembled imagining how she’d react to finding out she had been smooshing you all day long. On the other hand, what fate could be worse than having this torture of moping up your own mother’s sweat and stench continue if you were unable to get her attention? You figured you had to choose the lesser of two evils and tried shouting out as loud as you could, hardly any actual sound escaping the abyss that was Melissa’s gigantic rear end. The sound that wasn’t released instead vibrated feebly and produced a mild buzz against your mom’s sensitive ass flesh.
“Hmmmm? Is my phone vibrating?” Your ditzy mother felt around her hip but then realized she had been staring at her phone this whole time. “My god, I’m using it right now! I’m such a dork!” Your mom simply scratched at your thong body, forcing you deeper within her crack and that much closer to rubbing against her actual sweaty asshole. You heard her begin laughing along with her scrolling through social media once again and knew you had to keep trying or else you’d become face to face with your mother’s anus at some point soon. You screamed out for attention once more but this time you were more of an irritation. “Damn this itch really won’t quit! I’ll get it this time...” You thought you were going to be saved but you immediately gulped in fear as the shadow of your mom’s hand returned, slamming into your puny form before rubbing you harshly into her moist butt. She grinded you back and forth, up and down her crack as her prodding fingers searched for the cause of her irritation. You felt your body sink deeper and before you knew it, your mom was actually directly smearing you into her asshole! “Ahhhhhhhh, now that’s the spot...” you heard your mom moan out in pleasure as you rubbed into her sweaty, stinky rosebud.
Your mom didn’t seem to be letting up, loving the feeling of her new elastic thong’s material gliding smoothly across her skin, and you swore you even felt your front begin to get a little moist as if she was enjoying this a little too much. You wanted to sob, to do anything to make this stop and shouted out, producing actual screams this time as your mother’s hands were parting her ass cheeks just enough to let your cries be heard. Your screams actually made it up to Melissa who bounced in surprise, taken aback by the noise coming from her new thong. “What was that? Is something down there?” Your mom asked aloud while still clutching her own cheeks in her hand. “MOMMMM! IT’S ME!” Melissa immediately withdrew her hand in shock. “Oh-oh-oh-oh....my...GOD,” you heard your mother scream from the depths of her now once again clasped ass cheeks, “Thomas?! You...you’re my new thong? That...that means you were under me...all day...” You smiled, happy to have finally been found underneath your completely air headed mother, you just hoped you could reform as quickly as possible and avoid any extra hassle. “Oh my...that means you were under my butt...during that yoga class...” your blood ran cold as your heard your mother’s iconic stifled giggles, “and while I ran to your classes...” Mellisas giggles suddenly morphed into light laughter. You did not like where this was going... “And even, while I was talking to your sweet dorm-mate!” Melissa couldn’t hold back any longer and unleashed a powerful fit of laughter, even rolling back and forth across the bed in her fit of hysteria. You cringed as you were crushed once again under her ass as she rolled around in unstoppable laughter, hoping it'd stop soon.
You felt your heart drop as the next thing you heard was, “Okay, okay, I’m okay. Phew, this is the funniest thing that I’ve ever seen! Wait until the girls get word of this!” You tried to cry out but after your mom’s recent pummeling you couldn’t manage anything. She flipped her phone up and angled a selfie just right while laying on her stomach to get her face, lips pursed into a kiss with a wink, along with her swell of an ass showing the thin strip of tan thong that was your puny form, into one shot. She giggled some more to herself as she looked at the pic and began typing up the whole story of how you’d “volunteered” to be her thong and she had “accidentally” worn you all day long through various activities. “And send! Now what do you say we get you out of there, Thomas. As funny as this is, I already got my pic out of it and I’m sure you’re exhausted after holding up my big ol’ booty all day!” You finally heaved a sigh of relief, praying some fresh air awaited you. You felt the familiar feeling of your mom’s fingers grabbing your sides before she crudely yanked you down her legs. Bringing you up to your face, your mom analyzed you closely. “Huh, you really are completely akin to a normal little thong. It’s no wonder I didn’t know it was you! It really is a shame though...you made such a useful, comfy thong, Thomas! If I hadn’t so geniusly found you, I probably would’ve never, ever taken you off!” You winced hearing your mom’s thought process, but also thanked the heavens that hadn’t actually been your fate!
“Anyways, you kinda stink so I think you need an appropriate place to reform. It wouldn’t be right of me to sully up your kind friend Chelsea’s room by leaving your stinky body on her furniture.” You were helpless as your mom bunched you up into her hand, holding a little too hard and accidentally squashing you once again as she got up from the bed. Carrying you over to Chelsea’s dirty clothes hamper, your mom released her vice grip, causing you to tumble down into the stinky depths below. You lay in a pile of Chelsea’s sweaty workout clothes, your nose right next to a particularly ripe pair of her socks, while your mother stood over you menacingly. “You reform in there, Thomas! You blend right in! It’s a good thing Chelsea’s not coming back, you would be sent right through the wash and then...” your mother giggled to herself a bit more before finishing her perverse thought, “put right to work as part of her wardrobe!” You couldn’t believe your mom’s ability to laugh at these ideas of you being in the most crazy scenarios, you really started to think that Son Squishers group was doing a lot more harm than good. “I’ll get you first thing in the morning, and then we can spend all weekend together, no more squishings for sure this time!” Your mother blew you a kiss before turning her back on you and flopping back into Chelsea’s bed in the nude, falling right asleep.
As a few hours passed, you came to realize how horribly mushed your body had become. Your mom’s wide curves had really done a job of your body, and it seemed you were completely trapped in this panty-shaped form. You lay in turmoil, mixed in with your beautiful friends sweaty underwear and volleyball attire that had a stench you wouldn’t have imagined she could create, and prayed for morning to come quickly.
After a long grueling night of unsuccessful reforming, you heard your mom yawning as she stretched in bed and began to get up for another great day with her favorite son. Reaching for her phone, you heard your mother scream as she read her dozens upon dozens of notifications. “OH MY GOD! Thomas! THOMAS! We got 342 likes on the pic of you as my lil thong! That’s almost as many as Erin Meyers gets! This is amazing! Everyone loves it!” Your mom left you alone for another half hour as she read each and every comment on her post, most mentioning how hilarious of a tale it was and some expressing the idea it was too farfetched to not have been you trying to pull off some perverted stunt. Each post made your mom more and more happy as her eyes went wider and they sparkled loving the attention from all her friends in the group. “This is the best post I’ve ever made, Thomas” your mother stated finally walking over to you, her shadow falling over you sending ominous shivers down your spine. She was your mother, and you loved her more than anyone on earth, but you didn’t like how this past day had affected her attitude in regards to you. Reaching down and retrieving your thonged body, your mother hovered you in front of her with a greedy, overly excited grin gripping her face. “Do you know what this means?! I have to get another pic with you! They love you, Thomas! This is such an incredible opportunity!”
Your mom was practically shaking with you in her sweaty palms, you didn’t like seeing this part of your mom. You couldn’t believe she had been so consumed by a desire for simple “likes” on the internet. “You have to let me get just one more pic, Thomas! Please, please, please, please, please, pleaseeeeeeeee!?” Each ‘please’ she stated she shoved you into her plump lips giving you a wet shower of affectionate kisses. Finally after dozens of her begging kisses she held you in front of her with puppy dog eyes and waited for your response. As much as you hated being thrust between your mom’s cheeks, you could see this meant the world to her, and you sheepishly replied, “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but...I guess, if it’s just one more, and you promise to reform me afterwards...” Your mom immediately squealed a childish shriek in delight, “Oh Thank you, thank you, thank you Thomas!” Your mom hugged you tight into her chest, your whole form being squished into her massive, jiggling breasts. Without further ado though, your mom dropped you down to the floor and stepped into you, before pulling you right back into place around her hips. Letting out a soft moan, your mom spoke down to you, “Oooo I forgot how great you felt, Thomas! Maybe I should take my time getting this last photo...” your mom trailed off in blissful thought before you buzzed against her backside angrily, causing her to blush and joke, “just kidding, just kidding! Now where is the best place to get a funny picture of you.."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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