You kept shrinking and kept shrinking until you were only as tall as a Barbie doll, most likely even smaller. You panic and look around, unable to believe that this giant park is your room and the giant platform your on was your bed. And especially the giant statue that was your mother. She looked as big as a skyscraper to you and you could see every turn that her figure was made of. Her face above looking like its unreachable. You can only imagine what it would look like if you were on the ground rather then your bed.
You could only watch as the monolith that was your mother turned around, revealing her shapely ass. She then lowered it down onto the bed slowly and methodically. She gave you more than enough time to get out of the way, but also enough time to gawk at your mothers ass.
Now this may see weird at first but you feel that anyone would gawk at a giant ass above them. Moving on you got out of the way of the impact and your left standing next to your mothers giant thigh.
She patted the top of her legs as she said "C'mon, hop up" after you didn't start climbing her leg like she wanted, she simply pinched the back of you're t shirt and dropped you on top of her right thigh. You try to get up and run but your mother holds you tightly, with one finger on each side of your ass, forcing you to sit down.
"Mom, what's happening" you ask confused as you look up at her upper half
"Oh don't worry about how Sweetie, just let's have fun with it, have fun with your mother" your mother says with a hint of seduction
"Uh, mom. I don't think I'm comfortable right now" you reply
"Don't worry that will change. And don't call me mom, call me Cynthia."
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