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a teen with an unusual condition tries to make it through the day, will he survive?

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Chapter #10

The ride gets stuck, the heat may melt you free...

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Trish plopped her ass hard onto the seat of the rollercoaster beneath her. She could have sworn that she had seen Mary somewhere around here but the issues her bikini bottom was giving her distracted her for just long enough that neither Trish nor Mary saw each other. Your mother wiggled her ass slightly as she attempted to tie the strings that held her thong together a bit tighter. Trish didn’t know when she put it on but the size of her ass had grown considerably since the last time she wore that particular thong. As a result her day to day actions like walking ended up with her massive cheeks chewing up the fabric of it much more than she liked. Even worse, the thong was pulled so tight into her crack that the knots around her waist that held it together threatened to unravel. Trish was completely preoccupied with this, and making sure that she didn’t flash the amusement park was enough of a concern to briefly distract her from her search for you.

After a few moments Trish had finally double knotted her thong, taking a moment to appreciate how comfy her seat was compared to the hard plastic of most rollercoasters. Just then the bar slid down and locked into position. The safety bar that loomed far above your head previously now pressed itself rather firmly into Trish’s voluptuous chest. It would have amazed you to see how easily Trish practically overflowed in the seat that dwarfed you, but you knew well enough the size difference between you two from the tons of ass squishing onto your sticker-like form. Completely oblivious that she was literally touching her missing son at the moment, Trish cracked a smile as the roller coaster started moving. The clacking of the track jiggled her rear wildly on top of your body as it picked up more and more speed. Repeatedly the pressure on you would lighten and then slam back down as the rollercoaster ran its course. You sobbed mentally, there was no way for you to contact your mother and from the giggles you could feel reverberating in her ass cheeks she was having the time of her life.

Less than a minute into the ride everything slowed down as the coaster began its ascent towards the highest drop it had. Trish was eagerly anticipating this drop, she was having a ball on the ride, especially with how comfy her seat was! Right as the coaster reached its apex the sound of squeaking brakes rang out clearly and the ride stopped suddenly. A moment later a voice spoke up over an intercom system linked to the ride itself.

“Uhh sorry about this but we’re having some technical difficulties. Everything is perfectly safe we just need a few minutes before we can get the ride moving again. Thanks for your patience.” Trish groaned audibly as did the other passengers. At the top of the ride the heat was sweltering and she could feel herself beginning to sweat already.

*30 minutes later*

Trish was an absolute mess at this point. In addition to a light sunburn her body was now dripping with sweat. More than any other body part her rear end was utterly soaked. She shifted her ass and felt something squish far beneath her. A bit puzzled, Trish lifted up a massive thigh to see what was going on beneath her. She like some of the seat came up stuck to her exposed ass skin and grimaced at the feeling. As Trish lifted her leg she saw unmistakebly beneath her what looked like an ear, a head, and finally when she managed to squeak part of her backside off the seat, a face. Trish’s heart dropped, coincidentally so did her leg, making an audible squishing noise as it collapsed back onto you.

From your decimated perspective you were ecstatic despite the circumstances. When your captor lifted her thigh you had briefly made eye contact with who had been crushing you for the past half hour, and it was no other than your mother! You had a feeling it was her as more and more time passed and the smell of her previously chlorinated butt was quickly replaced with the earthy stench of her sweaty ass. It should have been disheartening for you to realize that your could recognize your mother by the smell of her butt but at this point you couldn’t care less. Trish has found you! And from her profuse sweating it seemed like you were peeling off of your seat-prison!

Trish was utterly floored that the seat she had been pressing her butt into for the past 30 minutes was no other than her son. Unbeknownst of your previous situation, Trish assumed that she had just squashed you silly when she sat down on the ride and this whole situation was her fault. She reached a hand down towards her exposed ass cheek on top of you and touched it. She felt the now unmistakeable texture of your melted body stick partly to her butt and partly to her hand. Trish brought her hand up and saw a bit of you stuck to it, before a realization hit her! Your body needed to stay together or else you might lose mass when you reformed! She panicked briefly and thought about how she could get you all into her hands, but then she remembered how much squishing her ass had been doing for the past number of minutes. Trish could sadly feel that most of your body was sticking to her massive cheeks, and unfortunately she couldn’t change that. With another grimace Trish brought the hand that held some of you back towards her ass and began kneading your form back into her flesh with the rest of you. After a moment of this she felt satisfied you were off her hand, but had to make sure you came with her completely when the ride ultimately ended.

Trish whispered softly, “Sorry about this, Jack, I don’t have any other option really” before grabbing the small amount of thong not already eaten between her cheeks and giving herself an even bigger wedgie. To the casual observer her massive cheeks would be practically bare at this point, if they weren’t pressed into a seat. Trish then began to twist and grind her rear firmly into the seat beneath her, making sure that her butt soaked up your entire melted body. She knew her ass wasn’t a great place for you to be but it was the best thing she could do for you at this point. Moments later you could feel yourself stuck to the jiggling flesh of Trish and not the hard plastic seat. For the first time ever you thanked god that you were stuck to your mom’s ass.

A few minutes later the ride suddenly jolted into action, throwing Trish’s body to and fro as it completes the final portion of its course. Soon enough the ride ended and the safety bar unlocked, allowing Trish to quickly hop up and look at the seat beneath her. She saw nothing but plastic and smiled, then transferring her gaze to her ass. While she’s didn’t see any of your features visible, your relatively pale skin stood out prominently against her bronzed butt flesh. She chuckled, her first thought was how unflattering of a tan line it looked like you gave her, but she quickly told herself that it didn’t matter before hustling off the ride. The jiggling of Trish’s huge ass felt oddly therapeutic at this point, as you were simply excited to be back with family. At the exit of the ride...

1) Tina and Barbara are waiting for Trish, they poke fun at her new tan lines on her butt. Does she explain the situation?

2) Mary is waiting when she sees Trish and asks her about you. Does she reveal you/can they free you?
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