It had already gotten late by the time they got off their shift together. Slammed by an unexpected wave of work just as it was about time to get ready to close up, they had to stay extra late to finish and clean up. Sure, the overtime would be nice on their next pay, but it did mean that they missed their chance to meet up with their other friends to go drinking and hang out. While it wasn’t quite the same as going out with their friends, Devin invited Dave over so they could drink, hang out, and relax after such a stressful shift.
A few drinks in, the two sat on the large, much too comfortable couch in Devin’s family’s living room as they browse for something to watch. His sister was out with the other friends they had planned to go drinking with and his mother had gone to bed before they got there, so they were trying to be mindful of her and not make too much noise.
“Man, there are thousands of shows, but nothing to watch,” Devin said, finishing off his latest bottle of beer as he backed out to the main menu to start his search anew.
“Heh, hey. Dare ya to eat one of Pawl’s treats.” Nudging the bag of dog treats on the coffee table with his food, Dave smirked at his friend.
Looking at the shit-eating grin on the bearded young man’s face, Devin reached down and picked up one of the soft plastic chew toys for the lovable family Boxer. “Dare ya to lick this.”
Sharing a moment of consideration, the alcohol pumping through the young men’s veins ultimately won out over common sense. They had an excited pupper to deal with after he heard his treat bag ruffling, but the white-furred canine was a welcomed companion. From there, the two took turns daring each other to do some ultimately harmless thing in the pursuit of something entertaining. After getting Dave to eat one of his most hated foods, a mushroom, Devin opened one of the few bottles of beer they had left.
“Wats leff ta git ya ta do???” The alcohol starting to take its toll on him, Devin wracked his sloshed brain for an inspired idea. If it was Hope I cud think ov… Dat’s it! Grabbing his backpack, the brown-haired young man rummaged around in it for a moment before he pulled out a small, rectangular device with a few buttons on one side. “Dare ya ta shrink and sit on Paul’s nose.”
“Whoa! You got one ov them Shrink Rays!”
Smirking proudly at the cool points he was racking up, Dave puffed out his chest. “Ya, I got Talias ta git one fer me ta give Hope. E’er since Mary got that new welcome mat ov hers, Hope’s been wanting stuff like this.”
Not too inebriated to remember the incident that Dave was referring to, back before his younger sister graduated, one night when she was staying at Mary’s house a burglar broke in. Hope was terrified, but Mary pulled out the Polymorph Beam she had for self-defense and turned the would-be crook into something harmless that the girls never elaborate on. However, by morning Mary decided her house could use a new welcome mat and change the criminal into one.
“She still grinds ‘er feet on ‘im every time she goes ta Mary’s.” Chuckling at the unknown man’s misfortune, the whole thing did end up messing with his sister, making her a bit paranoid and skittish. “But di’n’t ya get her a Polymorph Beam last year?” Having been Hope’s guinea pig on more than a few occasions as she tested it out. These days the worst she’ll do is transform him into a glass if he didn’t do the dishes or that one time she swapped him out for their mother’s workout towel because she thought it’d be funny.
“Yeah, but she likes them, so…” Leaving the more private reason why his girlfriend wanted more of these special, personal self-defense devices unmentioned, Dave rested his hand on Pawl’s back. “So, ya chicken?”
Not quite so drunk to do something so extreme without thinking, Devin had to consider the risks. “I’m not gunna be stuck small firever, am I?” The internet was filled with horror stories, and horny stories, of people, either being shrunk or witnessing some get shrunk, and things going horribly wrong.
“Dis is one ov the newest models, man. Watch.” Without the hesitation that Devin was showing, Dave turned the device toward himself and pressed the button, shrinking himself and his clothes down to land on the cushion that he had been sitting on.
Looking over Pawl’s back, Devin looked at his tiny friend waving at him like this was normal. Now, if this wuz like one ov them stories online, either Hope or Mom would come in and unknowingly sit on him. His mind recalling all the testimonies and cautionary posts online, he snickered at the idea of his Mom’s fat ass crashing down on the miniature Dave. Picking up the Shrink Ray that didn’t change sizes with its user, he changed the bearded man back to his normal height.
“Happy? Now, ya gonna sit on Paul’s nose or not?” Undisturbed that he was just the size of a person’s pinky fingernail, Dave took the shrinking device back and aimed it at Devin, taunting his friend with the look in his green eyes.
“Fine, but yer scratchin’ his butt next,” Devin said. This was still more entertaining than watching nothing interesting.
The two continued making shrinking dares to one another until well after midnight and Devin noticed the time. As he changed Dave back from his latest dare, he tossed his friend the Shrink Ray meant for his sister. “Alrite, alrite. I’m gettin’ sleepy n’ Hope should be home soon. Time ta call it.” Getting up, he cradled Pawl in his arms and took the sleeping Boxer over to his bed in the corner.
“Dare ya to shrink n’ scare Hope when she gets back.”
Standing back up from putting the family pet to bed, Devin looked at Dave. Like any good sibling, he couldn’t help but be tempted by the chance to mess with his younger sister. “She’ll ne’er see me.”
“If I put ya on her nightstand she will.” Pointing the shrinking device at him, Dave waited for his answer.
It was a terrible idea. It was juvenile and technically an invasion of her privacy to go into the blonde’s room when she wasn’t home. Which also made it the perfect little prank. Dave would be there to calm her down if things went south, and the worst-case scenario was likely spending a night in her dirty sock or being tossed into their mother’s bed if she was feeling vindictive. “She’ll catch on if the living room’s a mess.”
Quickly disposing of all the beer bottles and cleaning up the bags of snacks they ate, they head up to Hope’s room, turning off all the lights in the house to make it seem like nobody was awake. Dave set the Shrink Ray to five millimeters and shrank Devin, putting him and the Shrink Ray on Hope’s nightstand as they heard a car pull up in the driveway and a car door shut.
Hiding behind the door so Hope wouldn’t see him right away, Dave had to try to suppress his giddiness so’s not to give him away.
Coming home in the wee hours of the morning, Hope was tired, her feet were sore, she was mad that neither her brother nor her boyfriend could show up to drink with them, and the buzz she had was killed by some creep that got just a bit too handsy buying her drinks.
And now he’s riding up… God, I should have turned him into a bar stool instead. I bet he’s loving being my panties anyway. She thought, her blood boiling just thinking about the young, muscle-headed jock as he grabbed her ass multiple times. It was his fault for ignoring her warnings. Paying her cab fare and unlocking the front door as the taxi drove off, she had to pull out the wedgie her new thong was giving her once again, only for it to snap back tightly up her butt crack. Did I make him too small?
Opening the app that was paired with the Polymorph Beam Dave gave her, she checked the settings for the underwear she had changed the molester into. Sure enough, thanks to the genetics she inherited from her mother, while she had a medium waist, her ass made her need to buy large thongs to fit comfortably.
Bending over to take off her boots, the man-turned-panties stretched painfully across her backside until she hear a loud *SNAP* and the pinching of the skimpy undergarment relaxed. “Oops. Oh well.” Changing the settings of her shape-altering self-defense device back to the profile she and Dave had talked about using the next time they get some alone time, Hope headed up to her room. “And I was going to sneak off with Dave to try this out tonight too. Stupid Devin… Next time I’m gassy, I’m turning him into a pair of panties that fits and wear him for a bit.” Whether she’d actually follow through with her threat or not, Hope’s frustrations were high for someone who still had a relatively good night out.
Though her other friends ended up calling the night early, she was able to join a group of couples that were out and even talked them into letting her test her Polymorph Beam on them a bit. They were too sloshed to think beyond their excitement of seeing a P-Beam for the first time, and by the end of the night, not even the girlfriend of her new, ruined panties noticed her wearing him as they left.
However, because she was more aware of her surroundings than the vast majority of inebriated people, as she approached her room, Hope paused for a moment. Huh? Did I leave my door open? I think I did… But why is it only half open? Did Devin go into my room? Or Pawl? Holding her self-defense device, the blonde looked around. Devin’s door was also open, which could only mean that he wasn’t back yet or was just staying out all night, and she could see their dog sleeping in the living room. There was no reason to be paranoid. That slasher flick before drinking was a bad idea… She thought, entering her room and closing the door. As she went to turn on her light and get ready for bed, though, in the corner of her darkened vision Hope saw a dark, humanoid figure in her room that had been hiding behind her door! “Aaa–aah…” Her voice cracked and barely came out as reacted out of fear, pointing her form-changing beam at the unknown intruder and firing it.
Too buzzed to even realize that he was spotted, Dave was taken in by how the soft moonlight filtering into the room made his girlfriend’s eyes shine like emeralds before a bright, multicolor light blinded him for a moment. In an instant, he was fully cognitive as he fell to the floor with a *thud*. Oww… What the hell-!? Once his vision cleared, everything around him, including his girlfriend, looked so much bigger than he remembered and his field of vision had become disorientingly wider. Hope towered over him to the front, and to the back was her room’s wall and door. He saw everything around him simultaneously, even the floor he laid on and the ceiling above. Forced sobriety had him panicking when he tried to move, to get up and say something to his girlfriend, but couldn’t. His body refused to listen to him, even the ability to blink was robbed from him. What happened? Wait, her P-Beam! Oh, God! Hope! Hope, it’s me, Dave! What did you turn me into?
“Scared the shit outta me, you bastard.” Breathing a sigh of relief as she bent down to pick him up, Hope relaxed and glowered angrily at him. “Ew, gross! A bit of pee came out. You’ll pay for that, asshole!” Spreading her legs as she stood up the blonde turned on the light, and tossed Dave and her P-Beam onto her bed, taking off the badly ripped underwear and tossing them in her garbage can.
There was no discomfort in his body or shift in his equilibrium as Dave sailed through the air before falling to the puffy, soft blanket and comfy, firm mattress. But his now non-existent heart froze as he caught a glimpse of the form he had been changed into in her mirror. The phallic, floppy, silicone object that reflected him was huge, over 12-inches at least in length, and as thick as a can of pop at its thinnest! The size emasculated him far more than the bright, neon-pink color did.
What the hell Hope!? Yeah, we talked about you changing me into a dildo for fun, but I didn’t think you’d make me so much bigger. With a slightly clearer head, it made sense that this is what her transformation device was set to. He was even excited to finally get a chance to let her do all the kinky stuff she seductively promised. But both the size of the sex toy she apparently wanted filling her and the fact that she didn’t know that it was him she had transformed were worrying for him. Not to mention he could ‘taste’ and ‘smell’ the hand lotion on the parts of his body that she touched.
“Guess you’ll have to wait until I take a quick shower.” She said, grabbing her towel and robe as she left the room. “I’ll make you regret breaking into my house. Don’t go anywhere.”
Has… Was she even… No, that’s not the important thing right now. Trying to not think about what the size of the toy he had become meant about the sex life they had shared, Dave needed to think of some way to communicate with Hope before it was too late.
Everything went about as disastrous as it could. The drowsiness that was threatening to have him fall asleep on his younger sister’s nightstand was banished by the bright flash of multi-color light. Blinded when the room lit up, his senses returned to him as he saw gigantic, pink phallic object land on Hope’s bed and her insult the person it used to be. Even buzzed, it didn’t take much brain power to figure out that Hope had transformed her boyfriend into the oversized sex toy and had no intention of changing him back just yet. Thankfully, she left the room leaving the Polymorph Beam behind. The only problem was getting to her bed.
The gap between her nightstand and bed was too big… for a normal-sized person. To the half-a-centimeter brown-haired young man though, it was a monumental chasm. “Fuck… This is a bad idea…” Looking over the edge of the table, Devin knew he had to get to Dave and help him before Hope did something they’d both regret. That, and he really didn’t want to be in the room when she did what he believed she’d be doing when she got back. “Bad enough she masturbates loud enough for me to hear it just to make me uncomfortable.” Grumbling under his breath, he got some distance for a running start and sprinted toward the gap, leaping with all his strength at the very edge. The brief instant of exhilaration that flooded his head with dopamine as he got to the apex of his jump was short-lived as he fell far short of clearing the gap as he had hoped. “Shit, shit, shit, shit, shiiiiiit!” Beginning his fall to the floor below, Devin clawed at the air for something to stop his fall. While the air was content to allow him to plummet, the puffy blanket on Hope’s bed was not, and Devin was able to hold on and save himself. “Phew… that was close.”
Though his plans didn’t go as he wanted, Devin accomplished his objective of getting to Hope’s bed, and after a longer, more tiring climb than he anticipated, he was able to begin running toward the foot of the bed where she left Dave. At his tiny size, the wrinkles of the bedding proved to slow him down even more when coupled with his exhaustion from the demanding shift he worked earlier.
“Goddamnit. I shoulda taken it easier on the drinks if I was going ta be climbing all over Hope’s bed…” Complaining as he surmounted yet another tall ridge thinking he was close to Dave only to see an empty crater, Devin began to slide down the other side of it when the door was thrown open and Hope came in with her hair wrapped up in her towel and bathrobe barely on.
“Ahhhh~ That was a good shower. Had enough time to regret stepping foot in my room yet? Well, just wait until I’m done with you.” Sneering wickedly, with all her focus on the neon-pink dildo, the blonde took off her robe and sat on her bed, leaning over to get something out of the drawer of her nightstand.
Unfortunately for Devin, she didn’t notice him hopping up and down to get her attention and he just so happened to be standing right where her plump, pert rear fell on the bed! “Hooooooop-!?” Buried under a mountain of booty, Devin’s bloodcurdling scream didn’t even escape the valley of her buttcrack before everything went dark.
“Ahhhh~ That was a good shower. Had enough time to regret stepping foot in my room yet? Well, just wait until I’m done with you.” Getting back to her room after one of the quickest showers she had ever taken, Hope sat on her bed after disrobing and grabbed her second victim of the night, not realizing she was sitting on a third. “People are right, you know? You can think of some of your best ideas in the shower, and, well… I’m going to have some fun with you before I send you on your way.”
Grabbing the tube of chocolate-flavored lube from her nightstand, the blonde picked up her toy for the night and scooted back onto the bed. Applying a generous amount to the transformed man, she went to prepare her womanhood, but the copious amount of nectar dripping from it was more than enough.
God, I’ve been fantasizing about this for so long! I’m glad Dave is willing to try it out for a bit, but it’s not the same if I know I have to let them go after. Just imagining how frantic and desperate the would-be burglar must be, begging her not to do what she’s about to do and let him go was getting her wetter than thinking of when she’d finally get her hands on her boyfriend. Using the head of the toy to spread herself open, Hope eased the pink phallus into her tight love tunnel. “That’s right! Oh, you’re filling me up quite nicely.”
Despite all his desperate prayers, Dave was left to the nonexistent mercy of a vengeful Hope as she came back from her shower horny and impatient. The flavor of chocolate overwhelming his mind was quickly replaced with the unique, sweet taste of her sex as she pumped him in and out of her body. The near strobe-like alternation of light and darkness disoriented him but didn’t distract from the intoxicating scent of her pussy.
He wasn’t shy about going down on her whenever they got intimate. She never complained about blowing him, so long as he kept himself clean down there, so he was happy to return the favor. However, this wasn’t the loving, gentle Hope that would caress his head as he buried his face between her thighs. Even though he was more resilient in the form of an inanimate object, the forceful, rough nature by which she used and abused him was noticeably higher.
Shit, man. If she rode me this hard before, I don’t think I’d be able to walk straight for a week! He thought as her pussy clenched down on him like a vice and her fingers dug into him. Hope! Please, stop! It hurts!
As if his voice somehow reached her, Hope’s pace slowed down as she pulled him from her sex.
“Fuck, it’s so hot just knowing you used to be a person.” She said, her breathing coming short and raspy as she smiled in malicious satisfaction. “I’ll have to do this to someone else. Just a sec.” Flipping over so her butt was in the air and her face was pressing into the bedding, she lined him up with her pussy again. “Maybe I won’t… change Dave back after all. Heh, I don’t know.”
What!? Hope, what are you-!? Horrified by the blonde even contemplating the idea, as he was able to be shoved back into her, something impacted Dave’s slime-covered body. And with the entire surface of his form acting as all of his sensory organs, he was shocked to see her older brother stuck to him. Devin!? What are you doing here? Run, man! Run!
The only saving grace of the torture his sister was unknowingly subjecting him to was that she had just showered, so her ass didn’t stink as much as normal. Knowledge of how terrible Hope’s ass smelt wasn’t something that he had wanted to have, but as siblings mess with each other all the time, it was one of her go-to pranks if he pissed her off. Sure, he was stronger, but she picked up some tricks in a women’s self-defense class when she was younger that let her incapacitate a man twice his size.
That said, he was never quite as flush with her rear as he was right now, with no pants or underwear between them and the hot, hairless anus all but chewing on him like Pawl does his favorite chew-toy. The heat was exhausting but the thought of ending up in her bowels was enough motivation to keep him from getting pulled in.
‘Shrink down and scare your sister’, he said. What a fucking moron I was! Sobering up from all the extra exercise he was getting, the brown-eyed young man looked back at Hope’s brown eye as her body jerked and switched above him. The slickness of her skin made making progress tough enough, but the sweet-smelling liquid that he didn’t want to think about the origin of had assisted and his descent from her asshole on a few occasions. Dave, you’re not giving a Shrink Ray to Hope. Last thing I need is her getting any more bright ideas. While he was sure she wouldn’t do anything that could hurt him, he could definitely imagine her stuffing him down the back of her panties purposely to torment him.
Suddenly, Hope stopped grinding her butt into her bed as she moaned passionately and got up to flip her body around, causing her butt cheeks to separate now that nothing was pressing them together and Devin fell from their crushing embrace… onto something bright pink and tackily slimy.
Oh no… The image of Dave’s new form coming to mind, he looked around wildly as something giving off a ton of heat behind him got closer and closer.
“Maybe I won’t… change Dave back after all. Heh, I don’t know.” Hope said as she plunged him and the man-turned-toy into her drooling sex.
She knows! Oh, God! No, Hope. Let us go! Trying his best to cling to his friend, the tightness of his sister threatened to rip them apart and pull him deeper with every thrust.
The sweltering heat of her engorged flesh sapped what little strength he had to spare, and breathable air was in short supply as more and more of her liquid lust flowed from her. The sweetness of her nectar was offset by a sour aftertaste, which was pleasant to the palate and easy to drink, whether Devin consciously wanted to or not. The motion, the heat, the taste, and the knowledge that all of this came from his sister’s sex made the brown-haired young man fight the urge to hurl at how much his body accepted it all. Despite knowing he shouldn’t, and believing that Hope was maliciously treating Dave like a sex toy, Devin’s member was hard and pressing into the semi-soft silicone.
What the… hell is wrong with… me!? She’s my sis- Chastising himself for the arousal gripping his body, the walls surrounding him clamped down tightly on the massive, penetrating toy, and the giantess’ body spasmed in pleasure, letting out a lustful, satisfied moan.
Propelled with great force back and out of her messy love hole, Devin was given fresh air and could see once more, though he was too exhausted to move. Glued to the smooth form that Dave had been transformed into, he barely managed to roll over onto his back and look up at the ceiling.
“Ya know… that felt… so good… it almost makes me… want to forgive you.” Panting to catch her breath, Hope sat up in her bed, rubbing her drooling sex gently as she picked up her phone. The dark smile on her face banished any thought that she would actually show any mercy to either of them as she tapped away at the device before picking up her P-Beam and aiming it at the cum-soaked man-turned-dildo. “But not quite. I’ve got a great plan for you.”
Barely able to lift his head, let alone try to escape, Devin weakly begged her for mercy. “No… Hope… Please stop…”
But his tiny voice couldn’t reach her ears.
Somehow sore and dripping in his girlfriend’s sexual fluids, Dave didn’t have the privilege of fatigue eventually promising him a reprieve from the torture the blonde girl was subjecting them to. Devin was still stuck to him, which was fortunate in that he wasn’t trapped in his sister’s sex at least but it didn’t seem like Hope had any intention of letting him go.
As she aimed the gift he gave her for her own protection, Dave wanted to protest, to reason with her, to apologize, but it was all futile until she changed him back. This isn’t the Hope I know… He thought as another flash of multicolor light washed over him and his body changed again. Into what, he couldn’t tell, but he felt heavier and cooler as the heat from her body lingering in his dissipated quicker than the silicon allowed. Or… I guess it is, but she’d never do this to me if she knew. Remembering how she ground her heel into Mary’s welcome mat every time they went over there, he knew that Hope was ruthless to those that wronged her, but was a loving girlfriend, to him at least.
“God. I chose a small one, but will it even fit? How does Mom use these all the time?” Picking him up, the blonde voiced her concerns with her next plan. “Well, for your sake, I hope you were an ass man.” Snickering at the misfortune she was about to put him through, she obviously chose to punish him over her own comfort.
Huh? What does she…!? N-No. She wouldn’t! Initially confused by her statement, it wasn’t until she bent over again and brought him up to her plump, thick rear that he caught on.
In the ‘corner’ of his vision, Dave saw in the mirror Hope holding a smooth, metallic, oblong spherical object with a thin neck attached to a disc-shaped base extending from its thicker end. From how she was holding him, seeing her fingers around the base and neck, that would place Devin, who was still stuck to him, near to, or on, the tip! The blonde had already pulled one of her hefty cheeks away from the other, revealing her tight, wrinkly anus glistening with her natural lubricant, and carefully pressed his tip into her.
Hope! Oh, God! No, stop this! Hope! Hope! Freaking out at the heat and smell of her asshole began to spread over him, Dave was helpless as Devin frantically tried to free himself before he was also consumed by the resistant orifice.
After getting only a top bit of him into her anus, Hope pulled him away from her asshole. “Geez. Not as easy as I thought it’d be.” She said, grabbing the tube of lube and applying more to him and her backdoor.
However, her words didn’t truly register to Dave, nor did the chocolate flavor or slimy texture of the slippering lubricant. Instead, he was focusing on what he saw as she pulled him from her anus; his best friend stuck in Hope’s tight, greasy hole. Because of the lubricant, any attempt to push himself free just had his hands slip on the squishy wrinkles of slide into one of the folds. It was a fate he wouldn’t wish on his greatest enemy, let alone one of his best friends. Trapped in his younger sister’s ass.
“Okay, that should be enough,” Hope said, thoroughly coating him and her unpracticed backdoor, she positioned Dave to penetrate her anally.
“Oh, God! Oh God, no! No, please. Hope! Hope, please! Please, feel me! Don’t do this!” Even with the relatively small distance between them, Dave couldn’t hear Devin’s pleas too clearly, which meant there was no chance that the shrunken man’s sister could.
“Have fun in there tonight. I’ll see you off in the morning.” Firmly pressing the anal toy into her, Hope relaxed her asshole as much as she could, and with how small of a butt plug he was along with the copious amount of lube she used, she slid him right in with no problems this time.
As if the hell of being inserted into his girlfriend wasn’t bad enough, in addition to feeling her asshole open to accept him, he had to endure the sensation of Devin beating his fists against him in a vain attempt to save himself. He was screaming, likely for salvation, but his voice was much too muffled by the undulating flesh around them.
God, I’m so sorry, Devin! This is all my fault! J-Just, just hold on, okay? Even though his words couldn’t reach the shrunken man, Dave kept apologizing and trying to reassure him. Hope isn’t going to leave me here, and it was just because it was dark that she didn’t see us. Yeah… Just hold on to me and when she pulls me out, we can sort this whole thing out. However, as he felt the tight ring squeeze around the neck at his base, the tiny fists beating on his surface were pulled deeper. No! No… This was… just supposed to be a harmless prank. How could it go so wrong? The only thing keeping him in place was the base, through which he could still hear Hope’s voice.
“Mmmmm… Okay. A bit tender, but this feels great.” She said, letting her meaty cheek go and committing him to utter darkness.
Unlike the inappropriately pleasant time he had in his sister’s sex, Devin was not enjoying his time in her bowels at all. The stench burned his lungs, the mucus that coated the walls was heavy and he didn’t want to think about what might be waiting deeper inside. And yet, deeper he slid as the walls pulsed around him. Away from Dave, away from the exit. With her ass in the air, gravity and the undulation of her colon were easily overpowering all his frantic efforts to resist.
Screaming into the darkness, her bowels invited him deeper than anyone had been in her body. “No! No, let me out! Hope! Hope! You can’t do this to me! Please, I don’t want to be in your ass!”
Even as Hope’s body was reoriented and she went to sleep, Devin couldn’t win out against her and was consumed by the dark, disgusting, putrid abyss.
The Next Morning
It was a night from hell. Lodged up his girlfriend’s backside, feeling all her gas swirl around one end of his body while her plump booty squeezed the other end, Dave didn’t need to sleep but wouldn’t have been able to even if he did. He had no way to mark the time in the complete darkness and the various gurgles, groans and other sounds were all the company he had left. He thought that Devin would be clawing at the exit to escape, but he was gone, lost somewhere in the blonde’s bowels. All of this just because of a stupid dare…
Once Hope’s body began to move with purpose, and she tensed up her body as she stretched, he figured it was morning sometime. She got out of bed and pulled him from her tender anus gingerly, accompanied by a loud, long fart. She was blushing a bit as she held him up and giggled.
“Oops. Well, you’re just a fart blocker anyway, so no need to be embarrassed. Let’s get you cleaned up.” She said, shrugging off the unladylike flatulence and leaving her room. Taking him to the bathroom, she cleaned him up and used her P-Beam to transform him into something else.
Seeing himself in the mirror, he was still an anal plug, but this time he was much bigger and fancier, with some bulges along the surface of the egg-shaped end. However, this time the neck extended from the thinner end of the toy rather than the thicker one, and the whole thing was hollow, through the neck to the base that had a cap. So, she’s going to keep shoving me up her ass? Heh, yeah… I deserve that…
But, when she left the bathroom with him, Hope went to a different room in the house and opened a drawer in a dresser that had an identical sex toy to the one Dave looked like in it. Swapping the two, she smiled maliciously at him one last time before closing the drawer. “Enjoy the rest of your shitty life.” She said as she walked away, giggling.
The true meaning of what she meant didn’t become clear to the transformed young man until the drawer opened next, and an older woman with dirty-blonde hair smiled down at him. D-Donna!? As the mother of Devin and his girlfriend, Dave recognized the gentle, warm woman.
“Phew, I almost forgot about you.” She said, picking him up and the tube of lavender lubricant next to him. “I don’t know if I could have gone the whole trip without you in me.” Giggling as she oiled him up, unaware that her butt plug had been swapped out for him, she bent over her bed, resting her large chest on the mattress as she pulled up her short, black mini skirt.
Before this morning, he never would have thought that someone like Hope and Devin’s mother had an impure thought in her head. She was the ideal ‘comfy’ mom, a woman that welcomed everyone into her home and loved to hug people, inadvertently smothering them in her huge bust. Wh-What? D-Donna… Something so big?
Revealing her pink, satin panties, she pulled them aside and pressed the broad tip of his body to her puffy anus. Her full, juicy glutes held him in place as she adjusted her position, pressing the base of the toy against the wall, and slowly backed up to force it into her. “C-Come on. You know you belong in my bowels…” Wiggling her hips a bit, the ring of her anus began to spread out and draw the large object inside of her. Once she was past the crest of the base, the rest of her toy was sucked into her with no resistance. “Mmm… That’s much better.” Rubbing her stomach and fixing her panties and skirt, Donna had unknowingly sealed her daughter’s boyfriend in her rectum without hesitation. “Don’t worry, you won’t be coming out of Momma for a long, long time, big boy.”
And as the pink canopy of the beautiful woman’s panties stretched over him, holding him in place, Dave could do nothing as the trained anal muscles of the middle-aged woman constricted tightly around him.
“Just wait until Sarah and Amy see my new outfit.” Hearing her mother gather her things as she left, Hope watched from upstairs. Paying particular attention to the woman’s wide backside and the nearly imperceptible divot in her skirt over her buttcrack, Hope smiled in self-satisfaction knowing what was hidden away in there.
Being Mom’s butt plug is too good for a creep like you, but it’s still a shitty life. She thought as she went back into her room and looked at her mother’s original anal toy. It was far too big for her… right now. Well, it’s something to work towa-huh? Putting the sex toy in her nightstand, as she went to close the drawer, Hope noticed something that wasn’t there before, a small, rectangular device with a few buttons on one side. “Hey, wait… Isn’t this one of those…” Recognizing the device, the blonde smiled as she thought about all the fun she could have with it. Heh, ya know? I always wondered what it’d be like to have a ‘little’ brother.