"Good night!" You heard Jennifer's cheerful voice boom out in a muffled form as you were covered by the fluffy comforter of Olivia's and your bed. The mattress was a snug fit with Olivia's substantial sized assets but now you were in an entirely new ballpark. Jennifer's body nearly rivaled Olivia's in total size, and Elizabeth's butt alone practically dwarfed that of her daughter's. With these two crammed into a bed that usually got you into plenty of trouble with a solo-sleeper, you couldn't help but feel unnerved.
It certainly didn't instill any additional confidence when you turned left and right only to be greeted by two gargantuan sets of ass cheeks, the two mother's seemingly opting to sleep on their sides and facing away from each other. You gulped, wondering if maybe it was for the best that you move yourself somewhere else. You could always move your way upwards towards their sleeping faces, but you were struck with the idea of Jennifer having her eyes on you and making your situation far worse. At least down here you were out of sight and just maybe, out of mind.
You also took a glance towards the foot of the bed, although it was harder to make out the situation as the giantess's legs and feet were cast in blackness the further down the sheets went. Straining your eyes though, you could just barely make out the sillouette of Elizabeth's restless feet. You could hear the shifting sound of foot flesh grazing against one another as the brunette unconsciously rubbed one foot into the other and you shivered as you imagined getting yourself entangled in that cacophony of playful soles and toes. With how heavy of a sleeper Elizabeth was, it seemed likely you could be grabbed up between a set of her toes to be stretched, rubbed, and toyed with for hours as she unconsciously played with your delightfully squishy body. After all, it wouldn't be the first time you'd gone through such torment, like mother like daughter after all.
So, with those two tantalizing options, you decided you'd just plop yourself down here. At least the two titanic moms were stationary at the moment. And if Elizabeth was a heavy sleeper, surely she wouldn't toss and turn...right?
Well, you actually did manage to accrue some rest, as the darkness beneath the sheets inevitably dragged you into the arms of sleep. Sure you were surrounded by scaling walls of ass flesh that towered over you dozens of times your size, but even if you stayed up to ensure they didn't topple over you it wasn't like you'd have a great chance of outrunning the crashing booties. And besides, it wasn't like Olivia wouldn't immediately realize what had transpired overnight and check her own mother's rear for you! That was unless Elizabeth got dressed in the morning...sealing you beneath a layer of tight fabric, hidden from any wandering eyes.
Even still! You had the utmost faith the two King ladies would find a way to save you, your confidence in Jennifer not even a factor to consider if she was anything like her daughter. So with that, you got some shuteye.
At least you attempted to, as after just a few hours, you woke up in a pool of your own sweat. While you couldn't see it in the darkness, the two ladies seemed to have inched ever closer together during the night, as you could feel overwhelming waves of heat just pouring off of their generous curves. You attempted to ignore the miasma of hot, stuffy air, only to throw in the towel after a restless thirty minutes. Hopping up from the mattress, you got your bearings before wandering towards what you thought would be the top of the bed. With Jennifer asleep, you didn't see any reason you couldn't just sleep between the two mother's pillows.
After just a few seconds of walking though, you practically face planted into a sweltering and sickeningly sticky surface. You stumbled backwards, landing on rather moist fabric, before standing and extending your hands outward, running them along the wet wall as you attempted to decipher where you were. Your hands glided over the slick flesh, quickly getting soaked in the warm fluid as you futilely attempted to shake it from your palms.
Standing there as you attempted to rid yourself of the wet and rather smelly liquid, you accomplished the exact opposite as a bowling ball sized water balloon splattered over your head, soaking your hair and shoulders as it dribbled down your body. You moaned in agony as you spit against the salty disturbance, the sickening fluid even stinging at your eyes. After clearing your face from the mess at the very least, you angrily shoved at the gross mound of flesh, your huff of annoyance not even making a dent in the thick rear.
"Hrrmpphhh, itchy..." the distant mumble of Elizabeth murmured out, just barely reaching your ears in the silent room. You heard the titaness move somehow around you yet didn't know from which direction to shield yourself as she brought her fingers cascading into you, smearing you roughly into the abundance of sweaty ass skin.
You screamed in a mix of surprise and pain as your body was dragged across the mother's booty, waiting in agony as her light, subconscious scratch seemed to last an eternity. Even your meek scream didn't get her to stop, with it only serving to open your mouth and allow your tongue to be dragged out, now serving as an incidentally handy tool as the heavy sleeper simply swiped along her butt, cluelessly using her daughter's lover to wipe up a miniscule line of wet droplets that had slowly been dribbling down her plump backside.
"Thash...beddah..." The groggy Elizabeth moaned into her pillow as she once more allowed her hand to fall by her side. You clung to the sticky flesh for a moment before your flattened body limply peeled free, floating down to the mattress a defeated mess of a tiny. Your poor tongue hung draped against your chin, thoroughly abused by the sleeping mom as she unwarily gave it an up close and personal tour of her hot cheeks. You tried to drag your hands along it to swipe the sour taste free, yet it seemed to stain into your very form, leaving your mouth marked with the distinct taste of Elizabeth.
"Okay...I've had enough of this..." You moaned between gasps of air. You didn't care if it took you the rest of your night, you'd go without sleep if it meant preventing that from happening again. With newfound motivation, you trekked towards what slivers of light you could make out from the top of the bed.
After a grueling trek that lasted over an hour, you finally managed to crawl through the dense comforter and emerge between the sleeping ladies' heads. Seeing as they were facing away from each other, you could only make out two luxurious heads of hair, but that was fine by you. The less attention from either of these women, the better.
Managing to snake your way over Elizabeth's head, you followed the handily added tiny walkway to the nightstand, seeing what remained of your tiny mattress that lay half squished beneath the hefty weight of Elizabeth's purse. You sighed in disappointment, wondering just how long it would take Olivia to getting around to ordering you another.
You had half a mind to curl up in a ball on the hard, wooden nightstand and sleep as long as you could, yet found your body now shivering in place as the wet aftermath of Elizabeth's sweaty scratching left you coated in cold moisture. To add to the bad news, you could actually make out a sliver of light pouring through the windowsill, meaning it wouldn't be more than an hour or so before the four giantess women woke up and started throwing themselves about.
With no clue how to go from here, you decided:
1. You needed to get out of these wet clothes. A short trip to the dresser and you could get some fresh threads from your closet, although you would have to dig through the now mountainous pile of Elizabeth's skimpy underwear, it could be like finding a needle in a haystack.
2. You'd might as well go and try to wake Olivia up. You hadn't seen her in almost a day, and your heart ached to get back to her. Hopefully you can manage making it all the way to Mackenzie's room before anyone wakes up though, or you could end up trapped in the crossfire of the morning stampede of feet.
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