Your mom looked down at you, waiting for an answer.
"M-merry Christmas!! I'm all yours!!"
"Yay!!" your mom said, clapping her hands, her gigantic breasts swaying back and forth. The black dress she was wearing was far too small, it hugged her curves hard. You realized that if she moved too much her breasts would totally break free.
"See, I told you!!" Ashley said with a smile, happy that you had finally seen the light of reason. There was no way to restore someone once they were small anyway. . so you might as well just go with it. She couldn't wait until her mother finally put little Daniel into her mouth and slid him down her throat. It would be great.
Your mother snatched you up with her two fingers and harshly mashed you against her gigantic milk makers. The skin pushed back as you wiggled from the pressure.
"I'm so glad that you decided to be my little pet, baby!! I'm so happy for us both!!"
Your mother waited until Ashley left the room to finally talk to you.
"Now listen, baby! You are still my baby, but with you as my pet things are different now. I'm going to have you do things that you might find a bit strange. You might be a little afraid when I do it to you, but just know that Mommy loves you and she only does it out of love, okay?!?" your mom said smiling down at you.
You felt fear, remembering what your sister said. About the whole "eating" you thing. The whole "vore" thing. That is what she must have meant.
"M-mommy. . " you said, afraid.
"Yes dear, what is it?" she replied.
"I. . I just want to stay with you, okay? I'll do whatever you ask. . just please let me stay with you!!
"Oh baby, you are afraid. I'm afraid too. . I'm afraid of all the things I'm going to do with you!! I. . I have all these ideas, honey. Ideas, I think you are not going to like. I want to throw you in my shoe, I want to put you in my underwear, I want to take a bath with you and. . I really want to. . put you in my mouth and swallow you!"
You cringed, there it was. Out in the open. The two of you looked at each other for a second. You had no idea what she planned to do next.
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