Felicity sighed, unaware she was flooding her son's lungs with her hot breath. She removed the thermometor from Jeremy's mouth and lowered her body onto her son's to embrace his baby-ish form. Her motherly breasts compressed around his body and his heartbeat quickened. Her hot skin and plush, crushing weight was making him dizzy. Her eyes widened suddenly. "Sweety, you're covered in sweat! I've got to cool you down fast! apparently moisture exacerbates the shrinking! If I wash and treat you properly both night and day then we should hopefully be able to minimise your shrinking before you start getting better. I know its almost impossible for you to move, but you should try to rest and recover as much as you can".
With that Felicity leans down to the floor and picks up a small tub of water with a cold, damp cloth. "I don't want you overheating and sweating again after i'm done scrubbing you down". In a fit of embarassment, Jeremy just barely manages to raise his eyebrows in shock. His mother notices this and smiles sympathetically. 'I have to clean everywhere. I'm sorry my little Peanut". With that Felicity squeezes out the wash cloth in a tight fist and rubs Jeremy's face, arms and legs with a loving mom's care and dedication. She places one large, warm hand on the side of Jeremy's face and moves the cold, wet washcloth in lazy circles around his chest. Rubbing back and forth, again and again, his chest was clean. Going lower and lower with small strokes. Lower and lower... Lower still... Shushing him even though he was unable to protest. Suddenly delicately stroking his penis back and forth in a tight, cold washcloth grip before weighing his balls in her hand and polishing them expertly.
Felicity seperated Jeremy's legs and lifted them up with one hand before lowering the wash cloth towards him once again, this time towards his rear end. He couldn't help but feel violated as his mother didn't miss an inch with her cleaning. After a flurry of strokes the cleaning was complete and Felicity proudly rubs her thumb along Jeremy's forehead. "All done, my little Peanut! Felicity then dropped the washcloth and opened the bottle of medicinal oil, upturning it and slamming it down into her opposite palm. "Now it's time to apply the oil to your body. I'm sorry that this might be a little embarassing, but it's medical my dear. We have to do this or you could shrink to nothing!". The clear, shiny goop began to pile up in her hand, so she rubbed her hands together to warm it up, working it between her fingers with a lewd squelching sound. Then, she began to lower her hands towards Jeremy, oily fingers outstretched.
She picked him up and once again Felicity rubbed him all over between her bare hands, sliding them over his body. until only his penis remained untouched. "I dont want to embarass you dear so i'm not going to look for this part", Felicity said. Jeremy hoped his mother wouldn't be able to feel the intense stiffness that had built up from the full body massage. His mother raised her eyes to look passed the bed towards the rest of his room. Felicity's oily thumb and fore-finger slowly began to move towards his penis, intending to grasp it between them, while their twins on her other hand moved towards his balls.
Jeremy counted the seconds with fear and anticipation as he lay there, immobile. Finally, he was very gently pinched on the cock by two large fingers that began to slowly stroke and rub their oil into him. The ridges on her fingertips and the oil were making this feel amazing as he lay there unable to resist her touch, both physically and emotionally. He was so close to expelling his fluids he began to go red in the face, but he knew that he mustn't release. His mother was so trusting and loving and had no idea that she might cause her son to bust. Jeremy couldn't do this to her.
He was in paradise until Felicity's other fingers closed around his balls. Although she was being as gentle as she could be, she didn't realise that she was crushing his tiny balls and squeezing them between her fingers as she rubbed in the oil. Jeremy screamed internally from the pain and pleasure of the cock tugging and vice grip on his balls. Unable to release, his face got redder and redder until Felicity accidently mashed his balls together with her fingertips, forcing his fluids up and out against the will of his body. His semen shot out and splattered across the tips of Felicity's finger which continued to pump his sensitive penis at a slow, but steady rate, and mix his load in with the oil.
From Felicity's perspective, she was slightly embarassed for her son at having to treat him, but she knew he understood the necessity and seriousness of the situation. She had massaged the oil into his body and was now quickly applying the finishing touches to his genitals, so as to not miss any area. His privates were so small, so she held back her strength so as to be delicate. She kept her eyes up away from her son and thought to herself, "The oil is taking longer than normal to rub in here", mistaking his load for more oil. "Nearly done my peanut, just a little bit left".
Jeremy's drained balls were still in agony as his mother kept rubbing them between her two, long fingers. His dick was extremely sensitive after the ejaculation but his unaware mother hadn't yet ceased to pump him.
Eventually, Felicity released her grip on his sore genitals and lowered her face down to his level. His mother pushed her glasses back up onto the bridge of her nose and said "You look exhausted! I'm going to very gently pick you up and take you into my room. You're not allowed out of my sight unless someone is supervising so you'll be sharing the bed with me until you get better!". "I don't want it to be weird for you either, Peanut, so you'll sleep next to mommy's feet at the end of the bed". Felicity cradled Jeremy in her arms and made her way through the house to her bedroom. "It'll be like i'm not even there".
Jeremy gulped. Images of his mother's large sneaker clad feet entered his mind. His mother was the type of woman who always wore shoes in the house, whether that was gym shoes, flats, boots or slippers. The only time he suspected she ever went bare-foot was during her morning yoga, and he wasn't allowed in her exercise room because she didn't want distractions. "She probably sleeps barefoot right?" he pondered to himself. He remembered seeing a rubber hot water bottle with a fabric cover lying at the foot of her bed on one rare occasion when he went into her room and there were always a lot of foot-care products around the house.
Jeremy snapped back to reality, realising he was now in his mother's bedroom. They were now approaching the bed and his anxiety was growing ever stronger. Felicity gently released her son from her strong arms and he was placed on a comfortable matress at the foot of the bed. His head was currently facing the head of the bed and he saw some large pillows propped up for his mother to use, probably as back support while reading. The sheets weren't long enough to reach the end of the bed, so he lay right at their edge.
"Peanut, i don't want you to overheat during the night and sweat so i'm not going to put any covers or pyjamas on you, is that ok?" Felicity asked, even though Jeremy had no real way of replying. She left the room and returned with a small cup of soup, which she poured in to Jeremy's mouth. He knew his mum was just trying to help but she was pouring the soup in way too fast and with his condition he could only swallow slowly and very painfully.
"Alright dear, i think that's enough food! You've been so brave today. Now mommy is going to read in bed a bit then have a quick shower before bed".
Felicity turned on a small lamp next to her bed and used one foot to remove a gym shoe then did the same with the other. She balanced on one foot and peeled off her damp, sweaty, cotton socks and placed them on the bed frame rail at the end of the bed, high above Jeremy's head. Moving back across to the middle of the bed Felicity settled her rear down and swung her legs up and down onto the bed, unaware of the fact that Jeremy was being bounced around like he was on a trampoline.
Jeremy, still on his back, opened his eyes to a once in a lifetime sight. Literally, since he had barely ever seen his mother's soles. Felicities mighty feet, now slightly longer than he was were resting just inches away from his face in a V-shape with her legs slightly apart as she began to read her book. Her soles were slightly more pale than her muscled legs, with more tiny wrinkles than Jeremy could count. They seemed to undulate constantly and never returned to an original position as Felicity slowly curled her large toes. Curling, flexing, curling, scrunching tight, and releasing. Jeremy couldn't help but get a tiny bit excited at seeing his mother from this amazing angle, like an ant at the feet of a fitness goddess. The strong smell of feet was filling his lungs and making him even more light headed. He knew he shouldn't stare but he knew his mother couldn't see him very well from the other side of the bed, even with her thick glasses.
