Mom decides to keep you and walks up to her bedroom. Suddenly the doorbell rang. "Damn who can that be!" your mom walks to the door's directon and then notices your still in her hand. "I've got to hide you somewhere but I don't have any pockets" your looks around and smiles when she looks at her chest. "Just perfect" your mom lifts you up to her chest.
"Jake you're still a bit to large" you now what your mom is planning, your standing next to her tits. The are about 3/4 of your size. The doorbell rings again. "Yes! I'M COMING!" Mom points the gun at you. "Sorry Jake but it's necessary," She pulls the trigger and you feel your body tingle.
You see your mom's tits growing aside you. Now you are 1/5 of there size. "Okay Jake now climb on board!" you obey your mothers command, you climb up her blouse and slide into her cleavage.
Your mom buttons her blouse and runs to the front door. Your getting a little seasick when your mom's tits shake up and down.
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