Chapter #8You are the Reward by: A former member Melissa stared into her phone for another ten minutes, crushing you under her hefty booty before she felt her stomach let out a growl. Hopping up from the locker room bench, you heard your mom speak aloud, either to you or to herself, "Alright, time to get some food as a reward for such an amazing workout!" Ready to prance right out of the locker room content with herself, you interrupted your mom's exit by letting out screams into the mass of flesh you were being suffocated against. Your muffled screams sent a light tickle against your mother's sensitive hole causing her to reflexively squeeze her glutes and crush you deeper into the abyss of her ass. "Oh, Thomas! I suppose you deserve a reward too for making such great panties for mommy! Let's get you off of there..." You were filled with elation as you felt your mom slip you down her toned thighs and hoist you up to her face with a beaming smile. Finally you breathed some fresh air, or as fresh as the air in the women's locker room could be, as your mom looked you over closely. You were still trapped in your thong shaped form but the face of your loving, albeit cluelessly cruel, mother stared back into your eyes. Her face was flush red and her hair was damp with sweat but her bright smile proved she was still filled with energy for the day ahead. Suddenly though Melissa's nose crinkled in disgust as she caught the smell of you drenched in the fluids of her ass and she threw her arm out to hold you as far from her as she could. "Gross, Thomas! Before we go anywhere, you're getting a bath!" your mother spoke down to you with a slight giggle.
Melissa sauntered over to the bathroom sink before lathering you in a thick layer of soap and running you under the hot water. The hot water was a bit much but thankfully your mother's gentle scrubbing along with the heat allowed your body to quickly fuse back into one nice form and before long you were able to take back your normal shape! Your mom carried you over under the hand dryer and you were blown dry by the powerful winds before you stood in your mom's palm nice and clean! "See, good as new! That wasn't so bad strapped to my butt now was it?" You looked up at your mom flabbergasted before simply looking her dead in the eye and replying, "Never again, mom. That was enough squashing for a lifetime." You thought your mom would feel some remorse but she simply covered her mouth with her free hand and giggled to herself. "Well, thank you for being such a trooper. I think you deserve a reward, huh? What do you say I get us some ice cream?" Your mom kissed you in thanks, squashing your face against her lips preventing you from replying before she subsequently deposited you between her breasts until only your head was sticking out. "All snug? Let's go!" Your mom happily exited out of the gym with you bouncing along with her generous chest with every step. It seemed your clean bath was short lived as your mother's breasts were slick with sweat still quickly soaking you in their salty film. You were helplessly along for the ride as usual though and simply resigned to hopefully get some ice cream soon.
Melissa meandered her way across campus before walking into some ice cream shop and standing in the lengthy line. "Look's like we weren't the only ones with this idea on a hot day like today. Oh well, this just gives me more time to pick out what flavor I want!" Staring at the long menu of flavors, you looked up at your mom's focused face as she day dreamed about each one.You started looking around the shop to make sure no one would see you in this embarrassing situation, but luckily you didn't recognize anyone and you were quite hard to spot as your skin tone blended right in with Melissa's fleshy tits. Gazing around, you're suddenly drenched by a dense, sticky liquid. Wiping it out of your eyes and off your face, you frantically look around for the cause before slowly looking up at the true source. "MOM! You're drooling on me, damn it!" Melissa suddenly snapped out of her sugar trance wiping her mouth and going red in a mix of laughter and self-consciousness. "Oooooops. Sorry sweetie, you know how I get around sweets!" Your mom said without much real sincerity as she winked down at you before going right back to gazing at the menu.
Finally your mother made it to the front of the line and got herself a nice big cone with a perfectly rounded scoop of ice cream on top coated in a generous layer of sprinkles. Melissa made her way out of the shop back into the blazing sun and found a nice bench to sit at while she ate. "It is way too hot today, this ice cream is going to be perfect, I really need to cool off," Melissa stated before sliding off her crop top and taking her shoes off, stretching her toes against the damp fabric of her purple socks. Now she was clad in only her short workout spandex shorts and her sports bra, strangling you in its tight embrace. Melissa pulled her phone out of her waist band before going right back to scrolling through social media while mindlessly licking away at the sweet frozen treat. It seemed she had forgotten to share with you so you called up to her causing her to jump out of her trance once again and look down at her cleavage at you affectionately. "Oh right, this is your reward, Thomas. Have as much as you want!" Your mom moved the gigantic cone towards you before stopping it just out of your reach and going back to scrolling. The monolithic treat took up your whole vision, taunting you with it's delicious flavor. Each sprinkle looked as large as you, but you weren't going to let that stop you! You popped your body free from your mother's tits and stood carefully before leaning forward to get a taste. Right as you made contact however, your mother burst out laughing at some post, causing her to shake powerfully, and thanks to her slick, sweaty skin, you toppled right off of her chest onto the ice cream. You struggled against the thick cream but made little progress other than turning yourself around to face your mother. The sticky cream really froze you solid against it's giant form.
"Thomasssss, I hope you're done, I want more!" Your mother spoke out childishly making your face white with pure fear. Your whole world moved upwards slowly before you were face to face with your mother's smiling red lips. You continued to thrash against the ice cream but it seemed to be fruitless as you couldn't even budge a millimeter. Melissa licked her lips coating them in a fresh sheen of saliva before she opened her mouth, allowing her tongue to hang out inches from your helpless body. Hot, steamy breaths poured out of your mom's waiting mouth in sharp contrast to the freezing mass at your back and causing light vapors to float in your face. Saliva strands broke off the roof of her mouth and pooled down her tongue as it awaited to meet you anxiously.You looked up at your mom while chocking on ice cream as she had glazed eyes looking down at her phone. You whimpered silently as she cluelessly brought her tongue against your body. A moan escaped her lips, further tormenting you as she continuously swiped her wet tongue at you. It's hot, rough surface continued to push you deeper into the ice cream as your mother mercilessly came back for more and began to lap away at you as she pleased. You felt a thick fluid wash over you and you weren't sure if it was melted ice cream from your mother's hot breath or saliva she left on you. The assault seemed to be never ending as Melissa messily licked away clueless she was mistaking her son for just another sweet sprinkle. The only break you had was Melissa laughing with her mouth right in your face as she saw some funny post on Son Squishers. "Oh my god, Thomas get this; this woman mistook her son for chewing gum! What a klutz, that's so silly and gross! Maybe you should be grateful I'm not that clueless!" your mother's voice boomed out at you laughing as she quickly let her tongue hang out once again, dragging it slowly up your body before closing her lips around your head, sucking some ice cream clean off you, only allowing you a second to breath before the sun melted more down onto you from above. You tried to turn your face away or call out for help but it seemed your were trapped as just a part of Melissa's sunny day treat. You simply prayed one of these deep licks wouldn't carry you into the sweltering maw of your mother.
After what felt like a lifetime of being pounded against the wet, fleshy mass of your mom's tongue, you felt your body swaying around from beneath you. It seemed your mother's breath combined with the sun was taking it's toll on the poor ice cream. You suddenly felt swept away as you were carried along in a tidal wave of melted ice cream down the cone. You dripped down Melissa's hand and finally plopped free off, right as Melissa crudely licked at the stream left on her hand. "Oh geez, it's melting. Oh well, I'm just about done." You heard your mom speak before she began finishing off what was left on the cone. The question was, where did you land? | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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