“Crap,” Danny whispered as he saw both where he had stumbled into and who was in the room with him. It was his parent’s bedroom, which wasn’t that bad except it was currently occupied by one of his parents. The second the miniature phantom saw the back of his mother’s head he ducked under the bed as fast as his little legs would let him. Hiding with the dust bunnies and lint, Danny stared out from under the bed, waiting for his mom to leave so he could make his escape too. However, she didn’t look like she was going anywhere as she removed her blue jumpsuit.

Maddie Fenton smiled to herself as she undressed in front of the mirror, happy to get out of her stifling jumpsuit. Reaching behind her back, she pulled the zipper down and let her one piece garment fall to her ankles. Danny watched, biting his lip with dread as he confirmed something he had always wondered about; his mother was indeed nude under her tight jumpsuit. Danny tried not to stare at his giant naked mother as she studied herself in the mirror. He had a perfect upwards look at her, staring up her long legs to her plump, smooth bottom and all the way up her back to the top of her head. He was just hoped she wouldn’t turn around and he’d get a full look at his mom from both sides. Seeing the naked backside of his giant mom was enough for him.

“Look at you.” When Danny heard his mom speak, he thought that he had been found out and got ready to run. Then he heard his mom continue speaking and found that he was still unseen. “Maddie, you have two young kids and a full career chasing ghosts, but you still got your figure. How do you do it?”

Not questioning his mom’s sanity as she talked to herself, Danny listened and moved closer, hoping to listen in on what his mom had to say. He was always curious what went on in the head of the woman that married Jack Fenton. Out of everyone in the family, she was the most unusual because she wasn’t as unusual as the rest of them. She didn’t over analyze everything like Jazz or act as crazy as a loon like dad or had a part time job as a super hero. Maddie just went along with it all with willingly, and it made Danny wonder what kind of person she was underneath it all. He didn’t want to see what she looked like underneath her clothes, but he did want to see what she was like underneath everything else.

Moving closer from under the bed, Danny watched his mom as she made several poses in the mirror. She put her hands on her wide hips and pushed her chest up. Danny couldn’t see her breasts shake, but the movement made her rump wiggle a little bit. Maddie kept making poses, moving her hips side to side and strutting herself in front of the mirror. Danny never knew his mom could be so narcissistic about her body. She was really enjoying the sight of her own naked body and it confounded Danny. He kept watching, wondering if his mom had always been this vain when it happened.

Danny had thought it was safe to move closer to his mom because her back was turned to him, but he forgot one tiny thing; she was looking in a mirror. She had actually spotted him moments after removing her jumpsuit. Her first instinct was to get dressed and grab the nearest weapon, but if she suddenly put her clothes back on he would probably run. Pretending like he wasn’t there, Maddie tried to lure the ghost under her bed out with her body. She wasn’t surprised at all when he came out as she started moving the junk in her trunk, but she waited until just the right moment before striking.

Spinning around she threw herself at the tiny ghost, who could only gape as fifty tons of woman flew down towards him. Hands outstretched, Maddie reached for the ghost, already thinking about all the things she’d do to the perverted ghost for peeping on her. There would be a reckoning when she got her hands on him.