"Mommy wants her wittle boy to massage her big feet, ok?" your mom says with a sweet but devilish tone
"Y-yes Mommy" you say, too shocked and mesmerized to be able to answer with anything else
"Oh, But honey bunny, mommy's feet are a little more...powerful than your big sisters, you might shrink just a little bit more, but dont worry! because that just means mommy and bit sister are going to have bigger, sexier feet for you to work on. And mommy will have an even bigger chest to snuggle you up in!" she giggled, looking at you with a yearning gaze.
This is all way too strange, could it be a dream? It doesnt matter. She has you under her control. Your giantess of a mother has seduced you into being her boy-toy, and that of your formerly little sister. But her feet were the definition of perfection. they were tan, smooth, soft, and flawless. You always secretly wanted to touch then. Now they were huge, and you were ordered to do so. You went on with your command.
You walked slowly down to her mega sized feet. You grabbed hold and put as much force and care into rubbing them as you could. You were small and fairly weak, so it was harder to do the job than you had thought.
"mmmmm... yes...." your giant sized mother moaned at the head of the bed. As she drowned out your struggle with sensual moans and groans,you put your lips to them and you began to feel yourself shrink.
Now you were half the size you were before! only about a foot and a half tall you guessed. Your mothers perfectly shaped foot was half your size.
"keep going little man, and mommy will make it worth your while" she said in a very sexual tone.
You kept going, there was nothing else to do. you gave in to your base passions. This was a secret dream of yours, and now it was real. you rubbed your mothers foot, pressing your full body against it. It was so soft, but firm, almost silky to the touch. you were as erect as you could possibly be, this was making you incredibly hot. your mom took notice.
"Oh, my little boy is doing such a good job for mommy's big tired feet. maybe if he licks mommy's toes she will give him RELIEF" She winked at you, and you didnt hesitate.
You took your tongue out and rubbed it up and down the sides of her perfectly pedicured toes. you stared into the clear white color of her french pedicure as you cleaned between the cracks, lapping up the feminine foot taste of your commanding mother who allowed you to indulge in your ultimate fantasy.
"mmmmm... so good for mommy" she let out. and with that she lifted your little body over to her massive breasts. They were big jiggly hills of tanned flesh, and you wanted so badly to touch them. "Go on honeypie, you know what to do with mommies big boobies. Take off your wittle baby clothes and have fun with mommy". she cooed.
You ripped off your little clothes as fast as you possibly could and threw them to the side. You were running on pure instinct and the domineering voice of your sexy mom.
"That's it, momma's little boy is going to titfuck the biggest boobies in the world!" she giggled and her body shook, knocking you down and making her breasts quiver. But you got back up instantly. You needed this. You moved over to them, grabbed as much soft, milky flesh as you could, positioned yourself in the middle and went for it.
"here baby, mommy will help" your mom said, pushing her massive orbs together, making it easier for you to hump them.
You pumped and pumped and pumped, for as long as you could. You felt the rush coming and then it happened. You came all over your moms giant boobs. To her it was just a little drop of cum, but to you it was the biggest load you ever shot.
"Good boy!" your mom said excitedly. She sat up and you rolled down to her panty clad crotch. She lifted her massive breasts up, excessive soft flesh spilling out of her hands, and she licked up your cum. you were exhausted.
"Oh, mommy's little man is tired from titfucking mommy? well thats ok sweetie, you rest up while mommy gets dressed, then I will get you a cookie and you can go downstairs and play a game with your BIG sister Izzy." she giggled. " Oh, I think Izzy is oing to have SO much fun with her wittle baby brother, ill just have to tell her to go gentle, or she might just squish you!" she laughed loud at that, picked you up and easily set you aside. You lay there on the bed exhausted as your gargantuan mother got dressed again.
"Now, lets see..." your mom said, pondering something in her head. " Should I dress you before I let you play with izzy little boy, or should i let HER dress you?"
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