“Stephanie! What the fuck have you done?” Crystal yelled, rushing towards the gargantuan woman. “Get your fat foot off him.”
The redheaded giantess shifted her weight in her panic, which did not bode well for the tiny boy beneath her foot. The treads underneath been worn down from months of bearing Stephanie’s weight, the flattened pink surface meeting Jason and smothering him against its filth. The layers of dust and dirt that clung to it now plastered itself on Jason’s body as he was flattened and crushed into the floor. He felt his body squish slightly under her unimaginable mass. As she leaned on the same foot, Jason felt an unimaginable amount of force compress his entire being.
The giantess panicked as the older woman lunged at her but being so large, it took her a while to get moving. With a shriek, Stephanie leapt to the side, her foot finally yielding from Jason, leaving him in a crumpled heap on the floor. Crystal reached for her son while the beastly redhead escaped without a word, caught red handed trying to score some free cash.
The blonde stripper cupped her hands and raised her son off the floor, her eyes wide and tearing.
“Oh my baby! Are you okay? What did that bitch do to you?” Crystal cried. He remained silent, drawled by her huge palm, breathing raggedly as he tried to numb out the pain he had just experienced.
“Honey, it is way too dangerous to leave you all alone,” Crystal said, to a barely listening son, “I’m just gonna have to take you with me.”
Crystal held her son in one hand as she thought where to put him, when she once again realised that she was late. She knew that putting him in her jeans would be risky, as she would have to rip them off quite quickly. Crystal swore as she made for the door, reaching behind with her son in one fist. Jason was scarcely able to move when he was scrunched up in his giantess mother’s hand again. A little more rough than she intended to be, in her haste, Crystal slapped his body against her lower back. As she passed out the apartment door, making sure to lock it behind her this time, she pushed Jason down her back and under the waistband of her jeans.
The puny boy was scrubbed along the soft flesh of the blonde’s ass, pressed firmly against her by her hand and the tight pair of jeans above it. He felt each step she took as the colossal gluteal muscle contracted and relaxed in rhythmic fashion. Satisfied that he was safe, Crystal withdrew her hand, leaving Jason trapped firmly against her butt. Taking some pleasure in feeling him pressed against her, she almost skipped to her car, swinging in behind the driver’s seat and plopping down.
“Oops,” Crystal said, “Sorry hun,” she said looking behind her at her ample rump, giggling before wiggling into the cushion, grinding Jason beneath her sexually. Jason was firmly pressed between the seat and his mammoth mother, smothered in her luscious booty. He was already sweating in the sweltering heat of her car as she drove the 30 minutes to the strip club. He tried to speak, but all he got for his troubles was a mouthful of ass.
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Rushing into the building, Crystal pushed past the door to the changing room. She was already ripping off her top before it closed behind her. Tossing it to the side, she kicked off her shoes, hopping as she did so.
Jason’s world jumped as the giantess hopped, her butt jiggling with the impact each time she landed. A thin film of moisture had formed between her skin and the jeans, enveloping the tiny boy. The warmth radiating from the giantess’s skin was overwhelming, but to Jason’s delight, a sudden wave of cool washed over him.
Crystal peeled off her jeans, her sweaty backside not helping her in her haste. She wiggled out of the tight fitting denim, her hips swaying from side to side. Jason was swung left and right, blinded initially by even the dim light in the room. He could make out various beauty mirrors and desks in a long, narrow room. His eyes widened as he realised that his splayed out figure was held to his mom’s ass by only her sweat. Despite this, his penis was firmly erect as her musk filled his nostrils. The motion of her body was arousing in and of itself, however the fact that he was stuck so perilously on the goddess’s booty was divine. He waited patiently as his world swayed, the powerful muscles of his mother’s rump rippling beneath a healthy coat of flesh.
Crystal straightened up, looking herself over at her mirror. She cupped her breasts, checking the fit of her fluorescent yellow bra. She then turned to check out her ass, making sure she was in her best state before going out onto the pole. Crystal frowned a little as she observed the cellulite across her thighs, but another sight lightened her mood. She glimpsed her tiny son with his arms and legs spread, glued to her butt cheek, sprouting the tiniest erection, and so soon after had already cum at home. It reminded her that to him, she was probably the sexiest being in existence, and that made her confidence soar.
Jason saw her eyes on him in the mirror and his heart raced as he took in his tiny form on her enormous, curvy reflection. His titanic mother shook her ass gently, allowing him to feel the power of her booty, and thoroughly enjoying herself. But she had a thought: when she was on the pole, having a tiny man on her bare, exposed flesh just wasn’t going to do.
“Honey, momma’s gonna have to put you somewhere safe while I work,” she smiled down at him, and he nodded, guessing that he was in for a sweet ride in her bra. After all, there wasn’t anywhere else he could fit, right?
“Crystal, you’re on in two minutes,” said a voice from the direction of the door, spurring the stripper into action.
“Hold tight,” she winked, reaching behind her and plucking him off her buttcheeks between two fingers. Jason waited to start rising, but instead he was swung around her body to the front. Jason gasped in confusion as he was roughly thrust towards his mother’s crotch. All Jason could see was the comically tiny triangle of fabric that was stretched across her clean shaven pussy. Her nimble fingers quickly tucked him beneath the thong and disappeared, leaving him in the vacuum created by her hand for a second, before the tight fabric snapped into place, smothering him face-first into her sex. Jason was struck by the calescent, humid embrace of her flesh. Her vaginal lips were uneven and soft, marked by repeated use. The tiny boy knew full well what his mother did for work, but he loved her more for it. He closed his eyes and breathed in the slightly sweaty scent of her pussy as the goddess started to walk.
Crystal quickly threw on a loose fitting skirt and white cotton t-shirt before jogging out of the changing room. As she bounced into the loud backstage area, she grinned as she felt her son squirm against her pussy. Jason was thrown up and down by her movements, but remains firmly smothered against the thick, warm lips. He was getting more and more aroused, but so too did he notice that he was slightly more pressed in by Crystal’s thong than he had thought. The underwear had always been a little tight on her, but in the past weeks she had put on even more weight, and now even she noticed that the fluorescent material was almost sucking Jason inside her.
She reached the stage curtains and waited while the introduction to her song played, moving her hips from side to side to the beat. She giggled as the tight band between her buttcheeks tickled her asshole, and another little movement did the same to her vagina. Jason wondered why she wasn’t walking, but soon stopped as the giantess pulled the curtains apart and sauntered forwards into the dark room, spotlight firmly on her, heading for the pole on the stage islet surrounded by men.