This choice: Run some errands with me • Go Back...Chapter #3Car Ride With Mom by: Mr.Z   "I need you to run some errands with me." This hulk of humanity that's supposedly your Mom says between stuffing her face with an assortment of food.
"Okay." You agree timidly. You have nothing else to do today and you need some time to asses the situation. You eat the eggs and waffles you put on your plate while everyone else at the table eat five to ten times the amount of food you had. You look to your left and right to see Jake and June are just shoveling waffles and chickens down their open mouths, even eating the bone on the chicken. It's a miracle that they don't choke, you figure that nothing would be big enough to get stuck in their throats to cause them to choke. You get up from the table and walk to your room to get dressed. As you come down you see that your new fat family have just finished their meal. Your mom, Gwen, then gets up from the table and you see her standing for the first time. She must be eight feet tall, her head almost reaches the ceiling. She walks over towards you and you see that your head only reaches up to her gargantuan gut.
"Come on Steven honey." She motions you to follow her as you two leave the house.
You sit in the front with your Mom as she drives the family van. It was so large that it might as well be a small bus. You look at her as she drives and it's like seeing a fun house mirror version of her. The fat on her arms and the muffin top spilling out over her pants jiggle with the motion of the car. Of all of the different things, why did the Witch curse your family to this? She could have turned you into a newt, or a slug, but why make your family huge fat slobs? It makes no sense. You look over to see Gwen shove her fat finger into her nose as she takes care of an itch in it. You're disgusted when she pulls out a big green booger and eats it without a second thought. Is there anything she wouldn't eat? "You alright there Honey Bunch?" Gwen says, trying to start a conversation with you.
"I'm just thinking." You say staring out of the car window.
"Is everything alright, you seem very quite this morning?" Should you tell her about the witch? Would she believe you, that her family weren't always blobs of blubber and that a witch cursed her because her son ran over her gnomes? She'd probably think you're crazy, and you don't need to deal with that right now.
"There's just stuff going on right now."
"Is it about you and Sally? Is everything going good with her?"
"Yeah, it's not about that."
"Are you and Sally... sexually active?"
"What? No."
"Because it's okay if you are. I just want to make sure if you're being safe." You're not sure if she's bringing this up because of the curse or if your Mom was thinking of this earlier.
"Mom, no. We haven't done anything... serious." An awkward silence goes on for what feels like forever but not long enough.
"Because it's okay if you are. It's only natural for a boy and a girl in a relationship to be experimenting. I just want to make sure that you two are being safe."
"Mom, please I don't want to talk about this right now."
"Okay but you know what sex is right?
"Yes Mom." You don't know which is worst, the curse, or talking to your Mom about sex. On second thought this is easily worst than the curse.
"And you know what a condom is?"
"Yes Mom, please. Can we not talk about this." You turn on the radio and the two of you just listen to it the rest of the way.
The car comes to a stop in front of the grocery store. You help pull your Mom out of the car and with a hard pull her hips pop out of the door frame and she tumbles towards you. Luckily she doesn't fall on you but your head gets caught between her watermelon sized boobs. "Oh, stop playing around Steven." She giggles as you two walk side by side, standing next to her tall frame makes you feel like you're five years old again, going shopping with mommy. Her ass cheeks are like two volleyballs stuffed with jello, that someone put into the world's largest mommy jeans. You feel a little embarrassed walking with her since she's so fat, expecting people to stare at how big she is but everyone just acts normal. "Oh Hi frank." She waves to your pastor and he waves with a hello back. "Hi Becky. Hi Jim. How are you Marge?" Your Mom just goes about her day like usual and everyone is completely okay with this. Does this mean that everyone is unaware by this curse but you? After about twenty minuted of Gwen filling up the two shopping carts she has, she turns to you. "Steven would you like to wait in the car while I finish this?" You agree and she hands you the car keys.
You head back to the massive family van and wait in the front seat. You sit in the drivers seat since you want to see how big it is. Your feet doesn't even reach the ground since and you'd have to completely stretch your arms to grab both ends of the steering wheel. After a while you turn the music on and wait until your eyes get heavy and you drift off. When you open your eyes you see your Mom's huge ass in the door frame. You think this is all part of the dream until it comes crashing down and you feel 500 pounds of fat flatten you into the car seat.
"MMMMRRRRMMM." You try yelling for help but your pleas are muffled. Your head rests above the brim of the jeans but not her ass which takes up your view. To your sides is her white chunky cheeks, above you is the rolls of her back fat and in front of you is her brown thong. And that thing was white when she got it.
"Steven, are you back there?" You feel her weight shift as she looks behind her shoulder.
"MMMMRRRRMMM."
"Oh there you are." Gwen tries to get up but her weight denies her that feat. "Honey Bunch, it'll just be easier for you to sit there until we get back home." You hear the engine start and realize in terror that she's going to be sitting on you for the entire ride home. You think of the only way this can be worst. Then you see the massive hole in front of you open up as if it was on cue.
PPPPPPPPRRRRRFFFFFFTTTTTT
A disgusting, hot, smelly wind blasts into your face. Your eyes water from the rancid air occupying the pocket of fat that your face resides right now. "Oh, Honey Bunch, did I tell you about the girls weekend your sisters and I are having. Your father and I talked and he'll look after you and Jake for the weekend while June, Liz and I go to this nice hotel. I can't wait to see their spa."
PPPPPPPPRRRRRFFFFFFSSSSHHHHTTT
Gwen farts again in excitement. This time leaving you a nice juicy one. She doesn't even apologizes to you for breaking wind on your face a second time. That last one knocks you out though as Gwen gets home to help the girls pack up. As she gets out of the car, her cheeks squeeze together and completely devours you and forgets that you're back there. As her and the girls are getting their cases into the car, does she feel remember that you're in her ass or does she take you along as an unknown stow away? | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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