Mandy’s Mother
By: Xen0phage

Chapter 1

Mandy Weighton and I had been dating for like three years since we where 19 years old. I thought she was perfect standing 5’11” and just under 130lbs., butt length raven black hair, sky blue eyes, pouty lips and a 34 DD chest. Our relationship was great, I mean it was to the point where she and I could fool around and her mom didn’t care, in fact, her mom even gave me a key to the house. Ms. Weighton was a different story all together. First off, she was a widower, and second every time I was around her I got hard as a rock. What’s so strange about that? You might ask. Well Mandy’s mother was nothing like Mandy… well she was also 5’11” with butt length raven color hair, and sky blue eyes, but that was where the similarities ended. Ms. Weighton weighed 497lbs. and had a set of breasts that I couldn't imagine what letter size was in her bra. The thing that was so strange about the fact that I was turned on by her was that I had never dated, nor even ever been attracted to any woman who was the slightest bit over weight. In fact, the thought of most fat chic naked nauseated me. The other major difference I had always noticed was that Mandy was a quite passive girl and Mandy’s mom was more assertive she definitely knew what she wanted.

Any way I had always considered my self-lucky to be with Mandy. I thought our relationship would never end and that was the way I liked it. Well my blissful relationship ended one day when I knocked at Mandy’s door and no one answered I let myself in as was usual for me. I went to the kitchen to get a snack while I waited for my doting girlfriend and upon arriving, I found a note on the counter.

“Dear Jack,” it began, “I don’t want to see you any more. I just feel like you are smothering me and I just need some space. It’s not you, it’s me….sorry. Please leave your key on the counter.

Sincerely,
Mandy”

I was in shock I slowly placed my key on the counter and began to walk toward the front door not mad, not crying just shocked. As I exited the house out the front door, Ms. Weighton was just getting out of her car.

“Hey Jack-o!” that was a pet name of hers for me, one of many. Upon seeing the look on my face, she put down her stuff, made her way over to me, and hugged me tight. “I told her not to do it this way, you poor boy. Why don’t you go back on in and we can see about calming your nerves.”

“No, Ms. Weighton I should get going. Mandy should be home soon.” I said quietly

“No,” Ms. Weighton began in a firm tone peering down at my 5’8” thinly built frame, “You are in no condition to be driving home. Now you just go inside and I’ll be inside in just a minute.”

“Alright,” I said, as I turned around trying to hide yet another raging hard-on and went inside to sit in the living room. A short time later Ms. Weighton entered the room and sat down next to me, “A...ar...Are you sure Mandy won’t be home soon?” I asked.

“Yes, quite…. She’s ummm out with her new boy friend… Chuck. God he’s an ass!”

I sighed. “So, it’s really over huh?”

“Yes sweetie, I’m sorry.” She said in sympathy and she caressed my cheek causing my other head to reassert it’s self. “Ya, know,” She started, “I’m not apposed to doing some thing about that.”

“Ms. Weighton…” I started to say. Before she cut me off with a finger to my lips.

“Please, Call me Samantha.” She said in a demure honey dewed voice I’d never heard come out of her, which fueled my hormonal response even more.

“S… S… Samantha…. I can’t.

“Sure ya can.” She said softly as she stood and grasped my hand pulling me to my feet, and began to lead me to her bedroom. The weird thing is that I found my self-following her willingly. When we got to her room, she closed the door behind her and then lifted the straps of her black silk dress and let it drop to the floor revealing her huge full braless bosom, then slowly removed her panties. Stepping out of them Samantha sauntered over to me placing a soft kiss on my lips before removing my shirt before unbuttoning my jeans, and removing them along with my boxers, revealing my raging cock. “My, my, my! I can’t believe my daughter is giving you up for that dickless wonder.” She stated licking her lips staring at my 10-inch cock. Then looking back into my eyes she asked, “You ever been with a big woman before little guy?”

“U… um, no… I haven’t Ms., em Samantha.” I stuttered out.

“Then you are in for a treat!” she cooed just before shoving me over on to the bed, then crawled in looking like a cat that ate the canary. She began kissing up his body very slowly and sensually until she reached my neck. She then kissed him on the lips, wrapping his tongue up with hers, while teasing the tip of his hard dick with her plump pussy, then sank down on his cock and to his surprise taking all of him on the first push. Mandy had always needed at least three.

Ms. Weighton began to ride me slowly at first and it wasn’t at all as it was with a skinny girl, it was much better! I could feel her pussy massage my cock as she rode me, and when she came down and would grind against me it wasn’t uncomfortable, instead it I could feel her softness pressing pleasantly against me and the weight felt so good on top of me it was strangely comfortable. She then began to ride me faster and harder, faster and harder, when her body would slam in to mine, it was the best thing I’ve ever felt, it was like having a pillow drop on my thighs every time she came down. I reached up and began to grope her huge breasts moaning at the top of my lungs. She was moaning out as well until she screamed as she hit her orgasm her pussy walls constricting around my cock causing me to blow my load in the most amazing earth shattering orgasm I’ve ever had. After I came down from my orgasm I was awake long enough to feel her kiss me then roll off me, then I passed out.

When I awoke, I was still laying next to Ms. Weighton. The room was dark so I couldn’t tell for sure, but she seemed larger some how, also a funny taste was in my mouth. “Ms. Weighton?” I whispered. When I got no response I climbed slowly out of bed, the drop to the floor seemed a bit long but I thought maybe that was because I was in the dark. Not being able to see to well in the dark I made my way around the bed trying to find my clothing, when I stood up after finding my shirt my face ran in to something soft.

Just then, the light flicked on and I found my self staring at a huge bell. Looking up I saw it was Ms. Weighton and she was BIGGER, much BIGGER! “I thought I told you to call me Samantha little man.” She said in a mock angry voice as her seemingly 11ft. tall super wide frame bent slightly and scooped me up. “Guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson is listening.” She said in the same demure mock angered tone as she laid me face down across her lap with my cock between her humongous thighs. Shortly after which heard aloud SMACK proceeded by a stinging pain in my ass. Right after the first, came yet another and another. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, it stung so badly but I had never been so turned on in all my life. She then let me on to the floor standing then commanded, “Not eat my fat pussy little jack horny, eat it good!” She then forced my head between those soft sensuous thighs and I began to eat her out like wild man my tongue delving deep inside her, nuzzling her plump clit when I felt a tingling sensation. This was when I noticed that her pussy suddenly seemed bigger her plump vaginal lips seem to slowly swallow my face, and that wasn’t all I slowly but surely felt my self having to stand up more to keep my face at her tasty nectar, then on my tippy toes. At this point I began to struggle away, but she just laughed and held me their. My struggling must have been a huge turn on, cause she orgasamed soon after causing her sweet nectar to fill my mouth and nostrils. At this point, I shrank even more causing my feet to dangle off the floor before she released me, sending me tumbling to it. Standing up and stepping over me she queried sweetly, “so, my little one… do you know what that taste in your mouth was?’

“Y… your cum?”

“Very good Jackie me boy!” she said pleased. “Now do you know how I made you so small?”

“Y...your cum shrank me!”

“MMMMMHMMMM!” She said pleased more with her self then me. “Now,” she started again as a she grabbed a tiny wafer, “eat this.” She finished as she offered it down to me.
“But...” I started.

“Listen tiny…. There is no way for you to grow back,” she stated frankly. She then continued in the sexy tone I had come to love. “So either you can eat the wafer and stay the size you are or every time I decide to use you as my jack-do you’ll shrink… your choice.”

At this point, I greedily gobbled down the wafer, and then asked, “What do you plan on doing with me?”

“I told you my dear, you will be my little living sex toy.” She smiled and began to bend down.

Chapter 2



I once again found myself in her grasp only now I quite easily fit in her warm soft hands. “You are the cutest little guy ever.” She cooed, and then kissed my face with her soft pink lips. She then adjusting her grip she brought me once more close to her beautiful gigantic face, her glistening lips parted as her tongue snaked out toward my crotch and flicked it at my cock causing me to moan out softly. “You like that little guy?” She said then licked my crotch once more.

“N… no… oooooo!” I moaned out in almost shear ecstasy.

“You lie little man,” she replied in honey dewed, yet accusing tone, “In fact I think you’ve enjoyed every thing I’ve done to you so far, your tiny cock tells me so.” and indeed, it did. I was stiffer then a strait shot of Russian vodka. “Tell ya what… I can’t turn you back to normal size, but my best friend Connie has been beggin’ me for a boy toy. She’s kinda skinny and boney though.” She then sat on the bed, spread her thighs, and set me on the bed. “So, little man you have a decision, the huge soft field of my body or Connie’s jagged boney body if you want me to give you to Connie walk to the end of the bed, if you rather be caressed and pressed in to the softness of my body come kiss my clit,” she ended her statement quite sweetly as she spread her plump pussy lips, revealing the bulbous clit they concealed.

I don’t know why, but I found my self undeniably drawn Samantha. Slowly at first then faster and faster, by the time I got close to her crotch I found myself hurtling my body at her pussy. Not only did I kiss her clit, I licked and nuzzled it as if Ms. Weighton had been the only woman for me ever. She moaned out in great pleaser, so I decided to press the advance. I reached in her wet silky cavern and rubbed inside her moans doubled and she released her lips causing them to wrap around me like a pair of soft warm pillows as I made mad love to her big pink citreous.

“Oh baby!” she exclaimed in ecstasy. “You know what I like mmmmmmm!” Her fingers came back in to view. She reached down and grabbed me up, holding me under my arm pits she then proceeded to plunge me feet first in to her wet, pillow like cavern. The feeling was like none other. I could feel the soft walls of her pussy contracting around me, erotically massaging my body. She then began pumping my helpless body in and out of her moaning out softly, creating the most wonderful sensation, I could have never imagined I was writhing in pleasure so much so that one would think it imposable for me to do any thing but moan out. Some how though the pleasure I was receiving seemed to make it imperative that I give it back, almost subconsciously I reached out and grabbed on to her clit letting my hands massage it as I slipped in and out of her and began so lightly kick my feet rhythmically. The moaning increased in volume, and just when I thought she couldn’t be in any more pleasure she gave out high pitched squeaking moan as I kicked what I could only guess was her G spot. Adjusting the rhythm of the kicks I managed to repeatedly stimulate her clit sending her in to orgasm, which caused her to let go of my body and her hungry vagina sucked me inside and mulled me around roughly – though not unpleasantly- with the convulsions of her orgasm then spit me back out on to the bed. She chuckled seeing the disheveled and frankly exhausted condition my body was in. “You okay love?” she asked sweetly with some concern.

I was too tired to talk so I merely nodded before passing out. When I awoke some time later, I was no longer on the bed. I was first aware something large and warm was wrapped around my body. Upon peeling my eyelids open, I realized Ms. Weighton had me cradled between her huge breasts. I couldn’t help but kiss her magnificent chest.

It must have gotten her attention, because she purred softly then looked down at my tiny helpless form. “Hey sweaty, would you like a bath to rinse the stench off of you?”

“Yea I suppose I do smell.” I replied noticing for the first time the smell of sweet and her dried love juices.

She smiled sweetly “Alright,” she stated carrying me still in her bosom to her personal bathroom. Once their, she set me on the counter and began to run the bath water. Before getting in, she scooped me up then settled in to the hot water her self and kept me between her breasts while in the tub. She first scrubbed me down with soap and rinsed me off. She then scrubbed me with soap again.

“Samantha, I’m clean I Promise!” I said in protest to the second round of soap.

“Oh I know you are doll, but I need to get cleaned up to.” She stated mater-of-factly just before rubbing me all over her body. After a little bit she had to relather me at which point she said, “Okay, now hold yer breath little man.” I barely had time to do so before she plunged me under the water to scrub her large magnificent ass. It was both scary and exhilarating at the same time. She then pulled me out of the water and set me on the ledge handing me a hand towel to dry off in while she finished washing.

“Samantha…” I said softly as she stood up letting the water out and drying off her self.

“Yes sweetness?” she said looking down at me.

“Thank you.”

“For what love?”

“For every thing. You’re wonderful; even if I could go back I don’t think I would.”

“Glad to hear that sweaty,” she said demurely. As we headed back to bed we heard the front door close down stairs then some one come up stairs and go in to a room. Then we heard soft sobbing coming from her room. “Mandy Must be home, and from the sounds of it something went wrong.”

“Yea… um go check on her…. Please.”

“Why do you care what’s wrong.”

“I dunno I just do.”

“Okay hon,” she sighed then kissed my face gently before setting me on the bed, “you really are a sweaty. Mandy was a fool to let you go.” She then disappeared out the door and I didn’t hear much other then something about “what’s wrong pumpkin?” from Ms. Weighton and the words “Chuck”, “Bastard” and “Sex”. Then just more weeping. A few minuets later Sam came back in and sighed. “You wanna know what happened or not?”

“I think I want to know.”

“Well evidently… Chuck only wanted Mandy for sex and he tried some funny business… lucky for her his older brother came home beat Chuck up and brought Mandy home.”

I couldn’t but feel a little happy, she had hurt me pretty deeply. “Samantha? Um, I’m feeling a bit guilty.” I said.

“About what love?” scooping me up.

“Well I feel bad that Mandy was the victim of something so hyenas, but part of me feels happy that she got played, because she hurt me so.”

“It’s natural sweets. You don’t need to feel guilty.” She stated. Now in a more sultry tone she said, “Now lets get to sleep gonna be a long day tomorrow.” She then laid down with me cradled against her hefty bosom. “Good night my little one.”

“Good night my sweet goddess.” I fell asleep feeling that to me she was just that.


Chapter 3


I woke up the next morning to Mandy’s voice coming from out in the hall. “Mom, what are Jack’s boxers doing in the laundry.” Then foot steps.

“Oh those,” I heard my goddess say. “Those aren’t Jack’s those where your fathers, I just recently found them under the bed.”

“Bullshit Mother. You and I know daddy has been gone for years and you’ve moved that bed twice since. Besides these are the pair I gave jack for Valentines day last year.”

“Well, then maybe he left them here last time you two where together, and since you two are no longer an item maybe, just maybe he has no use for them any more.” She said semi-sarcastically.

“Oh, No Mother, You didn’t!” I heard Mandy exclaim in a shocked tone.

“Didn’t what dear?” Sam asked incredulously.

“The last time you said some one didn’t have a need for something in that tone was when you began shrinking daddy! And You Shrank him right out of existence!” Mandy was almost screaming.

“Well, Maybe I did shrink him down… some, but what do you care you didn’t wanna see him again you had no more use for that sweet boy.” Samantha was almost hissing at her daughter.

“I wanna see him!”

“Well, maybe he doesn’t want to see you.”

“Mother! I wanna see him now!”

“You don’t order me young lady!”

Then I heard a tussle “You can’t stop me!” I heard Mandy’s voice scream. A bit more noise could be heard, and then suddenly the door to Ms. Weighton’s room flung open and in Mandy flew and fell at bedside. Out of breath, she asked in what now I realize was concern. “Are you okay Jack? Please tell me you took the remedy!”

“What do you care?” I shot back at her.

“Oh, Jack I’m….” she began to weep. “I’m so sorry. I should have never broken up with you.”

“You’re right,” her Mother said from the door. “You shouldn’t have and now he is my little lover boy.”

“Shut up Mother!” She screamed at Sam. Then turning back to me with tears in her eyes, “Please, Jack… I …. I wanna make up for how poorly I treated you. Let me be the one to take care of you.”

My beautiful soft goddess made her way to the bedside and then said very calmly and with the sound of control. “Okay we’ll leave it up to him. Put your palm out on the bed.” She instructed her daughter doing so herself. Then looking to me, “Okay sweetie just climb on to the palm of the one you want.”

I didn’t have to think twice. I raced toward Sam’s open hand, but then was suddenly snatched up by the thin delicate hand of Mandy. My world became a blur as Mandy scrambled to stand and began to run. “Come back here young lady!” I heard Ms. Weighton yell.

“Fuck You!” Mandy Yelled back. I thought I was gonna puke as she thundered down the long hall toward her room. I could also hear her mother thundering down the hall and my view of the world blurred even more when Mandy and I in her hand began to hurtle at the floor with a big “OOMPF!” from her. My world finally stabilized as my captor’s hand met the floor and I went skidding out on to the carpet and ended up on my backside.


Looking back still laid out flat on my back I saw the image of my goddess pinning her daughter face down on the hallway floor. Sam then reached forward and gathered me up in her soft palm. “He made his choice Mandy Jo, now you’re just gonna have to live with it. Maybe, if you can behave like a young lady in stead of a spoiled brat I’ll try to convince him to let you in to his new life.” She then walked off back toward her room me in hand, leaving Mandy sobbing in the hall.

“Think any thing is broken from when ya tackled her?” I asked my goddess.

“Nah, maybe hurt her pride a bit, but she’ll get over it.” Then she kissed my face with her soft pink lips.

Upon arriving in her room, Sam set me on her dresser pulling out one of her enormous bras and fastened it. Next was a pair of her huge panties. Looking at me provocatively “So little man where would you like to spend the day in between my huge FFF cups or pressed against my plump pussy?” She asked in that sexy voice that wet dreams are made of.

“Ummm… Ummm…. In your cleavage please.” I squeaked.

“Always such a polite gentleman,” She chuckled as she scooped me up and deposited me between a pair of breasts that where now the size of ice-fishing houses to me. She then proceeded to put on a blouse and what little light I had faded even more, as she continued getting ready for work I was gently jostled about in her massive cleavage. Shortly after I heard the door to her room close, both felt and heard her make her way down the steps as I was gently bounced up and down with her heaving mounds. A car door opened and just before starting it, she gently squeezed her bosom in on me giving me a colossal cleavage hug. Then it was off to her job.

As we arrived to what I assumed to be the building in which she, worked Sam was greeted by another woman. Who embraced her and I found myself sandwiched by four gigantic breasts. The thought and feeling of these two women making me the garnish in their breast-meat sandwich turned me on so much I became insanely hard and blew my load faster then I ever had. Well she must have felt it, because the next thing I heard was, “Excuses me Janice I need to use the little girls’ room.”

“Okay.”

“Catch ya later doll.”

“See ya Sam.”

A short time later, I heard what sounded like Samantha’s heels on tile floor then a stall door closing and locking. Then light slowly came in to my world as she undid her blouse some one button at a time. “You,” She said in mock anger as she peered down at me nestled between her breasts. “Are such a naughty little man.” She then plucked me out from her cleavage.

“Sorry my goddess!” I giggled as she wiped me down with a wet nap.

“Yea, Yea, You’re just luck I love ya so damn much.” She quipped and punctuated with a soft kiss to my face, and I kissed her lower lip back.

“Samantha…”

“Yea?”

“Ummm… I love you too.” I blushed. In response she kissed, me once more wiped her bosom free of my seed and then gently placed me back in her cleavage and buttoned up her blouse again. As we left the ladies, room Sam was stopped by Janice. “Oh, hi Janice.” Ms. Weighton said semi-startled.

“Hey, Sam… who where you talking to in their?” Janice inquired.

“Me? I wasn’t talking to any one.” Sam stated incredulously.

“Come on Sam, I heard two voices. You can tell me you know I’ll keep any secrets you tell me.” Begged Janice.

“Alright, Alright…” Sighed my goddess. “Let’s go to my office.” They walked for a while then I heard a door open, close, and then lock. Once again, my goddess’s blouse opened letting in the light and once more, she retrieved my naked body from her soft warm cleavage. I now found my self face to face with whom I could only assume was Janice.

Janice was a might shorter then Samantha and might bit younger, I’d guess early 30’s as apposed to Samantha’s 45. Janice had shoulder length light brown hair that frame a heart shaped face with green eye glass magnified eyes, and freckles that went from one cheek to the other crossing over the bridge of her nose. She was a bit on the plump side and was quite busty as well, though they still didn’t hold a candle to my goddess’s gigantic boulders of flesh.

Janice stared at me wide eyed. “Is he real?” she asked.

“Of course I am!” I replied exasperated.

“Oh, my!” She exclaimed. “He’s cute,” She said to Sam.” May I hold him?”

“Yes, he is cute, and you’ll have to ask him.” Samantha said to her petite friend before peering down at me for my response.

“Em, okay.” I shrugged.

No sooner had I said that then I found my self plopped in to Janice’s hands. “Daaaaam!” She said. “You are a cutie! And I can think of a million things I could do with a man your size.” She said caressing my side with a finger.

“You’re pretty cute you’re self.” I said with a sigh of pleasure.

“Ya know,” interjected Sam. “Maybe you’d like to try some of those things out back at my place tonight.” She finished accentuating this statement with a wink.

“Really?” said Janice looking like a kid who was just told she could ‘keep the puppy’.

“Yea, as long as it’s okay with Jack.”

Janice then looked at me with lustful hope.

Chapter 4
So, I found myself staring up in to a pair of large green eyes and I had to admit I was curious what it would be like in bed with these two giant women. Janice handed me back to my bountiful goddess who placed me back in to her cleavage giving me another colossal cleavage hug. “See, you tonight.” My goddess said to Janice.

“Later!”

From their, Sam got to work. Throughout the day, I was bumped and jostled around in Samantha’s awesome bosom. I could only guess that she was walking around quite a bit. At one point, she finally sat down and started typing, so I took the opportunity to snuggle down in her cleavage and began to drift off to the rhythm of her fingers tapping at the keys.


I was awaked later on by the sound of a car door shutting and the car starting. Then Sam’s blouse opened overhead and the beautiful face of my goddess appeared. “Ready for a wild night little man?” she asked obviously already anticipating that night’s events and I had to admit I was too.

“Mandy?! Mandy?!” Samantha called out as she entered the front door. Their was no response. “Not home I guess.” She then made her way to the kitchen, plucked me out from her bra, and set me on the counter. “Hungry little guy?”

“Am I ever!” I responded as my stomach grumbled.

“Alright lets see what we have for a little guy like you.” She said as she bent over to look in the fridge. As she did so, I couldn’t take my eyes off her enormous ass. I realized at this time I was lucky she was so kind and sweet, because to spite the fact that her large voluptuous form was quite soft, she could indeed crush me under her magnificent ass. “How does steak sound?”

“Well,” I chuckled “It’d sound good if I could eat a steak!”

She laughed aloud. “Yea I figured so you are gonna have a bit of mine cutie-pie.” After the steak was done Sam scooped me up in one hand holding the plate in the other. She then set me down on the table and cut me off a small hunk that was about the size of a full steak to me and tossed it in my direction.

I caught then juggled it “hot, hot, hot!” I stated as Sam laughed at my predicament. Once it cooled down, I was able to munch on it.

Just as we finished dinner, the doorbell rang. Samantha got up and went to the door I could here her greeting Janice and some other idle babble, then the two giant women entered the room and peered down at me smiling wickedly.

A short time later, I found myself in Ms. Weighton’s bedroom. Both of the giant women where giving me a strip show that totally blew my mind. The sight of my mature beauty and the sweet looking surprisingly curvy Janice both removed their clothing one piece at a time watching my tiny hard-on grow.

“Oooo, look the little man is getting hard.” piped Janice as she stepped out of her pink panties and began to crawl on to the bed looking down at me . The surprising thing was she was even cuter without the glasses on. “So little man, I think I should take care of that little problem you have their.” She purred. Before I could respond, she scooped me up in her warm hand and pressed my crotch to her lips. Her cavernous mouth opened slowly allowing my stiffened cock to slip in to her lips, which then closed around my cock and began sucking on it ‘gently’. To me it was like having a Hoover on my cock, soon after she started I felt an orgasm coming on and cumming wasn’t an option. Janice sucked my seed right out of me, causing me to writhe in ecstasy. “Mmmmm, you are one scrumptious little man their Jack.” She said as she handed me over to my goddess.

“Enjoy your self little man?” Queried Sam, knowing full well I had. I just blushed. “Now it’s our turn.” She stated in her honey dewed sexy tone.

“Oooo, yea!” Janice breathed out, then moaned as Sam inserted me feet first in to Janice’s hungry pussy. Once I was in up to my waist Sam then positioned her much larger succulent pussy over my head, then began to press her plump vagina lips against my head. They separated slightly and began to engulf my head. Slowly her pussy swallowed up my face and finally gripped my chin. Her pussy kept easing its way down my body her purring the whole time and a loud moan as her vagina kissed Janice’s. Their vagina’s then began to mull me around, soft pillows of flesh pushing on me and at the same time alternately pulling me further inside one giant beauty then into the other. At times, they separated and I could feel cold air on my skin for a short time until their pussies would collide again. Though this I was surprised to find my self-able to hold my breath and getting hard. As the game of genitalia tug-o-war came to an end I came hard once more and each of the women whose cock-sheathes I was trapped in gave up three of the big O. As the quaking and mulling settled, I was allowed to slip out of their vaginas and lay on the bed exhausted and happy. After a few minuets, I was plucked up by Sam who wasted no time in licking both her and Janice’s juices off of me.

“Janice you taste great baby!” said my goddess to her petite counterpart and she crawled over me toward her. The view was amazing watching her colossal breasts pass over head followed by her soft full belly and finally watching her thick full tower like thighs that met at the cavern that I had just half been swallowed in. It wasn’t till Janice squeaked then moaned that I even realized that Sam had decided on Janice as her Desert for the night. Soon after I found out I caught on way to slowly, for almost instantly after Janice moaned out Samantha’s huge bottom came crashing down toward me trapping me between her huge ass cheeks. Her posterior then clinched pinning me then her ass rose up, up, up.

“Having fun back their little man?” Janice’s asked through a moan. She then plucked me from my goddess’s ass and rubbed my helpless little body against her nipple making it hard. After a gasp escaped her mouth, she asked in a labored tone. “So… Little man… ready for… a… new sensation?”

Chapter 5

After Janice asked that question I didn’t have long to ponder what she meant. She reached down to her sopping wet pussy and wet her nipple with her own sex juices then taking a firm grip on my penis. “Oh yes!” she moaned as I gasped with shock as her nipple pushed its way in to my ass! She then pumped her long erect nipple in and out of my ass and jerked of my tiny cock as Samantha at her out. She was screaming so loud with pleasure that, my half bewildered and pleasured moans where drowned out. I soon came and she kept pumping, both ends until I came again at which point she herself climaxed with a moan that I swore could have been heard a mile away. Janice then pulled me off her nipple smiling wickedly. “So, little man I guess you liked it.” She said with a look of satisfaction. I was too embarrassed even to nod and merely blushed.


My Goddess then took me from Janice’s hands and purred. “That looked like fun.” Without a word more Sam pressed me feet first into her anus facing looking down the rest of her enormous ass, with a loud moan of her own and from my vantage point I could see Janice crawl over and press her face in to Samantha’s muff and begins to have a feast. As Sam moaned out over and over from Janice’s tongue-lashings, her ass muscles worked me in and out. Janice would move in and out of view, for when I was draw down in Sam’s ass her cheeks would clinch and leave my body up to my arm pits swallowed and the rest pressed by her enormous ass cheeks clinching in on me. For what seemed like an eternity, I could hear Sam moaning first with clarity then muffled as I was pumped in and out of her expansive rear. Eventually Sam had an explosive orgasm, which caused her anus to pull me in sucking me in up to my neck and squeezing the air out of my lungs. I was in fact; squeezed so tight I passed out.

I awoke what must have been only a short time later when water splashed me in the face. Upon adjusting my eyes, I came to the realization I was in the shower. The next thing I noticed upon fixing my eyes forward is that I was staring at a belly, and it was Sam’s. I then looked up and saw Janice smiling down at me. “You look like shit little man.” She jested with a chuckle. Directly after she scrubbed me down and washed me clean on Samantha’s ass juices. Then once again, I found my self-being used as a human bar of soap. Being lathered up by Janice and then used to soap up my goddesses body. First I was ran over her enormous breasts then down her soft full belly then up her sides and over her neck. Next, I was slid down her back and over her tremendous posterior and I was even used to clean out her massive butt cleavage. Finally I was used to clean my goddess’s vaginal area, unfortunately Sam was not the type of woman that shaves down their and it felt like I was getting rug burn. When I screamed out all I got was an “Oh, hush you little baby! It’s not that bad.” From Janice.

I was then Handed to Sam and re lathered and found my self being used to soap up Janice’s quite womanly form. First on her back then over her much smaller ass that was nice and round then I was brought around front and slid over her little mother’s tummy -That cute little tummy most women have after they’ve had kids-and on to her crotch -which was smooth as a baby’s bottom- then brought up to her perky, yet full, large breasts. When Sam passed me over Janice’s areola and nipples both time her amazingly, large nipples became erect and threatened to penetrate my poor now sore anus and both times Janice and Sam both would chuckle at my predicament. This both further embarrassed me and made me realize how insignificant I was. After the show, Sam Dried me off then herself after which the ladies got dressed Janice in the clothing that she had come over in and my goddess in a sexy nightie. We then saw Janice to the door where she kissed my face. “Thank you for the wonderful time little guy.” She said sweetly. “And thank you too Sam.”

“You’re Welcome.” Replied my goddess. The they embraced once more before Janice went to her car and sped off for parts unknown, I assume home though. “Okay,” she began looking down at me. “Lets head to bed sweetie.” And so we did.


Later that night I was startled awake by someone plucking me roughly from the bosom of my goddess. I tried to scream but a thin finger covered my mouth. I would have recognized those hands anywhere, they where Mandy’s. I was taken down the hall at a rushed pace, we then entered a room and I heard a door shut. The sound was followed immediately by the lights turning on, and I found my self-staring into the grinning maw of my ex-girlfriend and current captor. “I’ve got you now my pretty.” She said trying to mock the wizard of Oz.

“Mandy bring me back to your mother.” I demanded

“I will do no such thing.” She snipped “You where mine first and just because she shrank you down to 10 inches tall doesn’t change that fact.”

“Okay let me put it in simpler terms,” I began momentarily forgetting my sever size disadvantage. “You dumped me without notice for a dumb ass jock, with a lot of money and a flashy car to spite the fact that I gave you everything I could offer. You didn’t even have the decency to do it in person. All I got was a chincy note, and you left your mother to pick up the pieces. What’s more is that the only reason you want me back is cause the 3inched -referring to the probable size of his manhood- asshole tried some funny business, so you may as well try getting me back to console you. Well after the way you treated me I don’t want to back with you at this size or any size.” At that moment, I gasped realizing the gravity of what I had just done. No matter how valid my point I wasn’t in a position to be that brazen.

It was then I also noticed the infuriated look in Mandy’s eyes “You little worm!” She huffed at me. “You insignificant little asshole!” She seethed. “Why I ought to…to...GRARGH!” she scream as she tossed me to the floor where I landed with a harsh thud and curled in to a ball holding my left leg and ribs. I thought for sure she was going to crush me right then and their, but instead she flung her self onto her bed and began to sob into her pillow. After a few minuets, she stopped and made her way over to where I still lay and gently scooped me up. “Are you okay?” She asked softly.

“Ugh…yea…a little bruised I think but nothing seems broken.” I groaned.

“I’m so sorry,” She began. “You where absolutely correct, I was wrong. It was the worst decision I ever made breaking up with you, I was a big coward just leaving a note, and you are right to not want me back. I really don’t deserve you anyway.” She said with tears welling in her eyes again. “At least not right now I don’t.” After that, she didn’t say a word more, but simply took me back down the hall and placed me snuggly back in the soft bosom of Ms. Weighton. She then whispered “good night Jack.”


When I awoke the next morning, I felt a lot better. A little stiff maybe, but nothing was visibly bruised. I crawled out of Sam’s soft bosom and up to her lips, which I looked at for a moment or two before they suddenly kissed me and chuckled. “Have a good talk with my daughter last night little lover?” She asked in an incorrigible tone.

“Y…You knew?!” I blurted.

“Hell Yes, doll I hear every thing.”

“What if she had killed me?!” I was hysterical.

“I knew she wouldn’t. She still loves you squirt. I was however a bit concerned she may hurt you.” She held back a chuckle.

“Yea, yea, very Funny!” I jested.

“Anyway, I think we are free to continue on our merry way without hindrance, don’t you agree Jack?”

“I guess so it’s just that well…” I paused

“what?” well what?” she prodded

“I still kinda have feelings for Mandy.”

“Of course you do sweetie, you probably always will. You know though, she’s not ready to take care of you. She wasn’t ready for being with you when you could fend for yourself she most definitely isn’t ready for you now, then her tone lightened. “Besides I’m not done having fun with you yet!” She quipped then kissed me and pressed me to her bosom.

“I love you too my goddess.” I replied with a sigh of joy.

Life continued on much the same way from their on. Ms. Weighton took care of me and in turn, I made sure she was satisfied. I will say this much, it never got dull or predictable. Over the months that passed I had adventures with her and women of all sizes; short, tall, thin, plump, fat –hehe, some where even bigger then her-, some strong, some weak, blondes, brunets, red heads and women with hair so black it made the night sky look blue. Maybe some day I will chronicle some of the many romps in the sack I was involved in, but not today for I grow weary and Goddess –whom is typing for me- is growing increasingly more horny, is having a hard time keeping her hands on the key board and off of me, besides, frankly I don’t want to keep them off me. Therefore, I bid all those who have read my story adieu and pleasant days ahead of you.

Samantha (Mandy’s Mother 2)
By: Xen0phage

Ch1


I was breathing hard and feeling nearly out of breath. “I’m coming for you Jack!” I heard her voice call out from else where in the house. She then appeared from around the corner her huge soft form looming ominously. I pumped harder even though my legs already felt like Jell-O, running as fast as my little legs would carry me. “Fee, Fie, Foe, Fum, my little Jack is gonna make me cum!” Samantha boomed with a chuckle gaining on me with every step. Soon she was upon me; her foot rose gently up under my butt flinging me in to the air like a hacky-sack.

“Wohhhhh!” I yelp out, hurtling though the air with not so much ease and wish to hell I had a flying trapeze, until I landed safely in Ms. Weighton’s palm.

“Caught Ya!” She quipped with pride as she looked at me with her soulful blue eyes and carted me back off to her room.

Once we arrived she began to contemplate aloud, “What to do with you first?” as she rubbed my small form all over her big, soft, robust form. “Maybe,” She continued, “I should press you under my big ol’ ass!” she stated causing my eyes to go wide with terror. “Oh, Jack you are such a worry wart.” She teased having seen the expression on my face. “You wouldn’t be much fun as a pancake.” Then the look on her face changed to one of inspiration and I was whisked off to the kitchen. Once their, Sam got out some maple syrup and bowl.

“Wh…what are you gonna do with me?” I studded.

“Any thing I please dear.” Ms. Weighton replied with a devilish smirk as she placed me in the bowl. She then very slowly unscrewed the cap to the syrup the whole time giving me this devilish look and as the lid came off, she licked her lips at me in a sensual manner. My first instinct was to run from the shear panic that spread though every bone in my body, but for some reason I stayed frozen in that spot. With an evil glint in her eyes Samantha began to tip the bottle stating in a very sultry tone, “Ya know something Jack, I’ve always thought you where a very sweet young man.” As the syrup began to come out of the bottle and covering my head in the sticky, sweet, amber goo. It dribbled down my shoulders, over my back, chest, butt, and crotch pooling at the bottom of the bowl some. I was then abruptly lifted from the bowl by my left foot and dangled ominously over Samantha’s mouth. I was then lowered in to her gaping maw -she wouldn’t ever really hurt me…would she?-, my heart racing. As her mouth close around my thighs, legs sticking out, I felt her teeth graze my crotch. This both instilled excitement and fear, my penis ignoring the fear completely. She then began to suck on me gently after a bit removing me very slowly from her mouth and repeating the same with my lower half. Sam began to suck a bit harder this time, her tongue swirling around my crotch. She even moaned around me causing vibrations in my body, my back arched and I came hard in her mouth and was then withdrawn, to be held face to smiling face with my goddess. “You taste great, especially that little salty bit at the end of savoring your tiny little body.” She then washed off me off in the sink before heading back up the steps toward her room.

Once in her room Samantha sat on the bed with me in her soft sensual palm, smiled at me and said, “Now it’s my turn little man.” Just before plunging me in to her deep, soft, plump, and oh so wet pussy. She had done this a dozen times with me before, but no matter how many times she did it the rush was always exhilarating. As she pumped my person in and out of her at a furious pace that sometimes didn’t even give me time for breath, her moans of pleasure filled my ears and time ceased to exist. I lost all sense of my corporeal self, the feeling so erotic that I forgot the outside world, until she reached orgasm. Her pussy lips came rushing in toward all sides of my body squeezing me tightly forcing all breath out of my lungs and allowing her sweet nectar to flow in. Just as I was about to black out I was spit out of her ‘Venus Man Trap’ on to the bed gasping for air. Knowing how I was perfectly fine –hell better then fine-, Sam just simply stood up and made her way toward the bathroom. “You coming, Jack?” She asked sweetly.

“Umm, yea *puff* just a moment.” I said as I rolled over and stood up dizzily before taking a nasty tumble off the bed only to be caught by my beautiful goddess. As we always did, we bathed and then headed off to bed and the land of dreams.

Later that night I was awoke by the sound of a door closing down stairs, followed by the sound of something dropping to the floor. “Mom? You home?” A voice called out as so not to wake any one that might be sleeping. I knew that voice. I then heard footsteps and again the voice called out quietly “Mom? You awake?” and a shot time after that a door down the hall closed and as I drifted back off to sleep I decided investigation could wait until morning.

Ch2


Recently Samantha had taken to leaving me home; one of the days, she brought me to work, I moved around to much and managed to wiggle my right out of her bra. It was a good thing she tucks in her blouse or I’d have been tile pizza. So, as was the usual routine now when we awoke in the morning I’d sit on the edge of the bed and watch my beautiful goddess get dressed. Some times though, I kind wished I was a bit bigger maybe even my old size. Being ten inches tall can be rather scary. This morning like every other, after getting dressed she’d go fetch some food for me, kiss me goodbye, then set me on her bedroom floor. Since she had no pets I wasn’t in any danger of being mauled or anything.

After Sam headed off to work, I decided to go for a stroll, which usually meant walking for a bit then resting and walking some more. This meant I usually didn’t make it back to the bedroom until Sam came home if at all, half the time she’d come home to find me sitting in the hall and just chuckle at me then cart me back off in that direction.

So, on my merry way, I went, but when I made it about half way down the hall, I heard water running. Having forgotten pretty much about the night before -being only half-awake when I heard the voice- I made my way down the hall toward the bathroom. As I got their, the water shut off and a short time later the door opened and out stepped a raven haired goddess. She was definitely tall, had large round breasts, she was bit on the plump side with a small belly and an enormous ass. This girls midsection was about half that of Ms. Weighton’s, but her rear had to be almost double that of Sam’s. It was then I caught a clear look at her face. It was Mandy. I was surprised to she her, you see, a week after the night where I ‘told Mandy off’ she decided to move out. Something about being heart broken or some such thing. Any way, I hadn’t seen her in about 5 months or so. She had definitely put on weight.

It was at this point I noticed that she hadn’t passed me by in fact she was staring right at me. “Well where ya gonna just stare all day or you gonna say hi to me?” she asked encouragingly as she crouched down.

“Ummm, h…hi Mandy.” I said half scared of her, after all I hadn’t seen her in over five months and she did almost step on me last time we where alone.

“Jack, you don’t gotta worry, I’m not gonna hurt you.” She stated softly as she gently scooped me up. She then took me back to her room, which was now the guest room, and then sat down on the bed with me still in the palm of her hand. She sat their for a while looking at me with the same enchanting eyes her mother had, not saying a word.

“Mandy?” I a quire softly so to break the silence.

“Yea?” she said softly.

“Are you okay?”

“Well, I still miss you, but other then that I’m okay. What about you? I mean, how are you handling being a… a…”

“A doll man? I finished for her.”

“Yea.”

“Well,” I started with a sigh. “Honestly, for the most part it’s great,” I paused.

“But?” she prodded.

“But sometimes it sucks not being able to things that I used, like play baseball, or hell get myself a cookie and trust me at my size there is no saying no to Samantha when she really wants it.” I blushed. “I’m sure that’s not something you really wanted to hear about huh?”

She too was blushing a bit. “It’s no biggie, umm no pun intended.” We both laughed at this and for a moment, just a moment it felt like old times. Just then, we heard the door down stairs unlock and open. “Oh crap!” Mandy sputtered. “Mom’s home!”

Mandy rushed me back to Sam’s room as fast as she could. “Mandy?” Samantha called out.

“Yea, Mom?” Mandy said as she reached the top of the stairs just in the nick of time.
“Oh, hello dear. What ya doin’ here?” Sam asked innocently enough.

“Not much came to see if one of my CDs was here.” I heard Mandy lie though her teeth from down the hall just barely making out what they where saying.

“Oh, come now Mandy Jo!” I could almost hear Samantha putting her hands on her hips in that motherly fashion. “I know you better then that.”

“Alright, alright, I came home to ask if I could come back and live here for a while; my roommate keeps umpteen way orgies and wants me to join in all the time.”

“What’s wrong with a good old fashion orgy dear?” Ms. Weighton chided.

“Mother!”

“What I say?”

“Alright, a three some I can handle but 10 – 14 people? Hell no!” she said exasperated. “So can I stay or not?”

“Ugh, Mandy Jo,” Sam said in a mock disgusted tone. “Have we forgotten our manners?

“Please.” Mandy said in mock courteousness, which I knew usually, came with an eye roll.

“Alright,” stated Samantha. “Its perfect timing anyway, your sister will be coming home from college in few days for a visit.” Their voices both getting louder as they approached the room.

“Geez, if I knew Adel was coming home I’d have found a cardboard box to crawl in to.” Mandy’s sarcasm not the least bit shrouded as the door opened and in walked Mandy and her Mother. I had to pull a bit of blanket over my legs to hide my raging hard on.
“Well there is still time dearest.” Sam retorted.

“No, no, no,” Mandy sighed resigning her self to dealing with her sister. “We’re both adults, I think we can get along.”

“Good!” Quipped Mandy’s Mother. “Well, I’m going to go make dinner, why don’t you and Jack get reacquainted. You haven’t seen each other in quite some time.” She then left the room head for the kitchen, leaving me alone with my ex-girl friend and the feelings I still had for her.


Ch3


“So, ummm…” I started hoping to break the silence.

“Yea.” Mandy said uncomfortably as well, desire smoldering in her eyes.

I knew that look all too well and shakily “Mandy, you know we can’t, I mean Sam… Your Mother would kick your ass and probably punish me for the next two weeks.” I winced remembering the time when one of my ‘doll-man sitters’ and I had some fun with out Samantha’s permission. She was ejected roughly from the house and every time I’d get an erection for the next three days Sam would flick me in the balls, some times the flick would cause a second erection and I’d get a double whammy.

“I, I know.” She said that look still in her eyes as she scooped me up.

“Mandy seriously,” I sputtered as she walked out of Sam’s bedroom, down the hall, and to my surprise past Mandy’s room to the living room. Mandy sat on the couch placing me gently on her thigh, which was thicker then I had remembered, really all of her was.

A while later their was a knock at the door. “Oh, that must be Adel,” Ms. Weighton said from the kitchen. “Mandy could you be a dear and get the door?”

“All right, all right.” Mandy said with a tone of exasperation and she set me down on the coffee table and rose up to answer the door. Once again, I was in awe of her magnificent form, so voluptuous and full.

I heard the door open and a voice from with in the Foyer, Mandy’s “Oh, Hi Adel,” she said with out enthusiasm.

“Oh, High yer self butt head.” A voice I could only assume was Adel’s replied.

“Real mature Adel.” Mandy Quipped.

“You gonna let me in or not?” came the snotty reply. I could tell these two didn’t get along in the least.

I then heard Sam’s voice. “Come on in Adel sweetie.”

“Thanks Mom!” Adel Accented mom just for Mandy’s benefit.

First entered Mandy then a very short, maybe 5’2” or so, very skinny woman in her mid-twenties and to my shock had a man smaller then my self suspended around her neck with his arms trapped at his sides by what I could only surmise was a wedding band as she had a matching one around her finger. “Jack,” Mandy said looking down at me from where I was on the coffee table “this is my sister Adel. Adel this is Jack.”

“Jack? As in boyfriend Jack?” She almost squealed with delight.

“No,” Mandy said in a somber tone “My ex-boyfriend and mom’s boy toy Jack.”

“You mean mom stole,” Adel began to giggle. “Your boy friend from you?” She burst out laughing. This enraged Mandy.

Her face turned red her eyes welled with tears, and she clinched her fist then swung punching her petite sister in the jaw sending her reeling to the floor as Mandy screamed, “Shut up!”

Sam burst in to the room. “What the hell?” She demanded and then saw Adel on the floor bruised cheek and all. She turned her sites on Mandy and began berating her as she kicked Mandy out of her home. I can’t remember exactly all that was said as my attention was fixed on Adel who was crying and coxing her little man.

“Ben, are you okay? Ben? Ben?” just then her stirred and a look of relief crossed Adel’s face. Sam walked back in and helped Adel up before scooping me up and heading for the kitchen.

The rest of the night was uneventful, we ate dinner, Adel and Samantha caught up on mother daughter chatter and Adel’s husband oddly didn’t make a peep even though I tried several times to talk to him.

Later that night when Sam and I where alone and getting ready for bed I asked her “Sam, why doesn’t Adel’s husband speak?”

“Because, my dear Adel is his goddess as I am yours and she has for bayed him to speak unless she permits and she did not.” She stated.

“That seems unfair.” I said rather angrily.

“That’s not you place to judge little man.” She said sternly.

“No,” I spouted. “It’s unfair and cruel, and another thing it was really unfair of you to toss Mandy out and not Adel, after all she provoked it!”

It was then I realized my grievous error in judgment. Samantha’s eyes where burning with anger “You do not question my authority in this house little man. Nor, do you question a goddess’s methods. You do not question your goddess.” She said as she snapped me up and roughly impaled my ass on her pinky tearing open my sphincter.

I yowled out in pain, “No, please stop!” immediately followed by sobs of aguish. “Please goddess stop!”

She gave me three more painful thrusts then removed me and questioned sternly. “Do you understand?” to which I sniffled and nodded. I had never cried so much in almost years.

After washing off her pinky, she settled in to bed with me in hand and spread her massive thighs and placed me between them. “Now little man, pleasure me.”

“But, Sam…” I began to say.

“Are we being disobedient again little Jack?”

“No Goddess” I stated before reach out to caress her full soft pussy lips.

Samantha sighed in pleasure as I caressed her pussy, then moaned as I plunged my hand in and caressed her clit. Soon two giant fingers came in to view and where placed on my back and pushed me solidly against her pussy, giving rise to her pleasure. She rubbed me against her several times before taking me in her soft sensual palm and plunging me in to her head first only unlike was usual for her she did not pump me in and out in fact she just left me inside her up to my ankles. I began to panic. I wanted to struggle to get out but Sam would surely punish me for it. Soon I found I had no choice so I began to struggle, causing enormous moans from Sam who clinch her pussy down to hold me in place and in my panic, my struggling gave way to wild thrashing. This sent her in to a wild fit of pleasure moaning aloud even screaming. Her pussy tightened even more increasing my intensity to want to escape and in turn pleasuring her more. I was scared out of my wits but also some how incredibly turned on getting hard by the second. She then suddenly gasped then came hard, nearly knocking me unconscious. She then with drew me from her feet first and I rose up, and up then came face to face with my goddess who appeared to be up side down. I knew she wasn’t, she then tilted me right side up and spoke in her most demure voice. “Have you learned your lesson little man?”

“Yes, yes goddess.” I stated out of breath and still sporting a hard on.

“Well then let’s do something about that shall we?” she said with a seductive look.


Ch4


The next morning I awoke to the very close, but strangely muffled sounds of my goddess talking. “You sure you’re okay Adel?” I could hear Sam say from my position between her mammoth breasts.


“Yea ma, I’m okay ‘sept my cheek feels like a Mack truck drove through it.” I could hear Adel complain.

“Well dear you know that is what happens when you provoke Mandy like that. She’s not the little girl you used to pick on when you where 14, in fact she hasn’t been smaller then you since about the time you where 17 and she was 13. Don’t you think it’s time you stopped trying to provoke her all the time it’s always ended in her punching you, you bruised and me having to discipline her.”


“Yea, but...” Adel began sounding much like a ten year old.

“But nothing young lady,” Samantha admonished. “Next time you decide to try and piss off your sister I’ll let her beat you up then kick you both out. Are we understood?” She finished in a very motherly huff.

“Yes Mama.” Adel sighed in the same almost child like tone.

“Good now I am going up stairs to get ready for work and go, feel welcome to any thing in the house.” With that said Sam head up the steps, I jostled around between her breasts as we ascended the staircase. Once she reached the room, she then took me out of her bra and began getting ready as usual. I had meant to ask if “anything” meant “anything” in the house but I was still so tired I passed right back out.

When I awoke some time later, I found my self-staring at a pair of small but perky breasts. “Hey their, Jack is it?” I heard a familiar voice say. Following the voice, I first saw Ben in his tiny golden cage swinging freely, and then I came upon Adel’s still bruised face. She spoke again. “You ready to have some fun?”

“Um, hi Adel, um, I don’t think you should um…” I began to sputter

“Oh, tut-tut Jack my Mother said I could feel welcome to ANYTHING in the house, and you are indeed in the house.”

“But you, you’re married.” I continued stumbling over my own words.

“Yea but he’s not much fun at that size at least not as fun as you’ll probably be.”

“Adel,” I finally was getting up my voice. “No I don’t want to ‘play’ with you okay?”

“Oh, is that so?’ she spat in a very suddenly sarcastic and indignant tone. I was beginning to see why Ben didn’t talk. She then back handed me off the bed and sent me reeling to the floor with a lot of pain. I had barely managed to struggle to my feet when Adel stepped over me a giant foot on either side, looking down on me with a malevolent grin. She may have been a lot smaller then Mandy or Sam but at my size, she was still quite frightening. “We are going to play little man but since you didn’t want to play my first game we’ll move on to my second.” She sneered. I looked up just in time to see her foot coming down from over head and rolled out of the way just in time. “You better run little man, unless you want to become a greasy stain on the carpet. Tell ya what I’ll even give ya thirty-second head start. Ready set go!” To spite how sore I was I took off like a shot. “One” I heard her boom, and I picked up the pace. “Two” She bellowed. “Three, Four, Five, Six” I was running as fast as I could and yet I was still only half way to the bedroom door. By the count of twelve, I had finally made it out the door, and was scooting down the hall as the calls got louder. “Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen.” I booked down the hallway toward The Bathroom but then at “Thirty.” I dove in to Mandy’s room and as luck would have it her pillow was on the floor so as I heard the foot steps start I hid in the pillowcase under the pillow. A short time later, I heard Adel coming down the hall. “Where did ya go Jacky-Poo?” I heard her say in a mock sweet tone. She first passed Mandy’s room and I could hear her talking to herself or maybe hoping to be talking to me in the bathroom. A short time later, she made it back towards Mandy’s room and soon as she entered, she kicked the pillow send it and my self, hurling through the air. Luckily for me I landed on top of the pillow, or so I thought until I heard. “I see you little man.” This was followed by malevolent laughter. I immediately bolted out from the pillowcase and dashed for the door. Suddenly a foot a came crashing down right next to me I jumped back but quickly regained my composure and booked for the door way Adel just laughing. As I ran down the hall I looked over my shoulder, Adel didn’t seem to be following me, but that didn’t stop me from running I just kept going and didn’t look back. That was my next mistake her foot came crashing down swiping me on the side as I neared the stairs causing me to fall down them. She then thundered down the steps where I lay in a heap on the floor. Turning me over with her foot, she then placed her foot on top of me pressing me beneath it. “Kiss my big toe Jack, and I may just let you go.” I tilted my head up and seeing the look of joy and triumph on the bitches face, I bit her toe. “Ow!” She screamed then kicked me to the linoleum in the foyer then stomped over to me. “You, you little shit! I was just gonna play around with you a bit but now you deserve to be squashed, slowly.” She placed her foot upon me and began to press down slowly.

Just as I could feel my ribs, starting to bend the front door opened. “Hey I just came home for ~GASP~ what the hell are you doing?” Sam screamed at Adel nearly tossing her daughter off me then gently scooping me in to her bosom. She then proceeded to toss Adel out of her home much in the same way she had Mandy ending it with “You can come talk to me again when you learn to stop being such a spoiled little bitch Adel.” Sam then slammed the door and fetched me from her cleavage and attempted to inspect me as I curled up in agony and finally passed out.

When my eyes opened, again I found my self staring at the loving face of my goddess and smiled. She smiled back. “Am I gonna live?” I joked still in a bit of pain.

“Yes darling you are.” She said sweetly then scooped me up and kissed my face I returned the kiss on her lower lip. “Mmmm, that felt nice.” You’ve been out for 3 days you know?”

My stomach gurgled, “Sounds like it.” I chuckled.

Sam did to as she stood me in hand and headed to the kitchen. “Let’s go get you something to eat.”



Ch 5



The next day I found my-self right back to playing with my goddess. “OH, GOD yes!” She moaned out as I massaged and sucked on her fat clit, her head thrashing back and forth whimpering in ecstasy. Two giant fingers came down and pressed my face in to Sam’s clit before pushing me deep inside her pussy. As I was pushed deep in her, I found her G-spot and grasped at it making her moan out deeper. Her fingers wrapped around my feet, which at the time where the only thing still sticking out of her. Sam then proceeded to pump me in and out of her several times before pushing me completely inside her with a deep guttural moan. All went dark as her pussy lips closed behind me, her dark chasm convulsing and churning about me pressing in to me, massaging my body, squeezing my person as I once again found her G-spot and began to massage it causing her moans to grow louder and louder. Then, with a gasp and a whimper, the space inside my goddess became very cramped as I was squeezed solidly by orgasm almost blacking out. The next thing I remembered was light, as Sam separated her pussy lips and pulled me back out on to the bed. I lay on my back peering up at the face of my goddess smiling with the glow of satisfaction. Without another word she scooped me up and brought me to her face, opened her mouth and slowly her tongue came out the tip touching my crotch first then her tongue rolled to press simultaneously against my chest and then she slowly drew it up over my front and then tuning me just as agonizingly slow down my back side. She then with drew her tongue and whispered “That was great.” To which I could only nod in agreement.

“Samantha?” I asked after coming down off the pleasured feeling in my crotch.

“Yes little man?”

“Um, do you love me?”

Sam sighed. “I should have known you’d ask this some time. I care about you Jack, I definitely respect you, and I love having you as my boy-toy, but in the equal partners, it’ll break my heart if you ever decided you wanted to be another woman’s toy kind of way, no I’m afraid I don’t. I learned after being married to my first husband, Frank, that unfortunately I am a rather selfish person. I want to you to love and need and adore me with out me having to feel the same way and besides at my age doll all I want is a lot of great sex.” She chuckled almost as if she didn’t feel bad about saying this.

My eyes almost welled up with tears for I had truly fallen in love with Samantha Weighton. Chocking back my sadness “So, what do we do now, I mean I have fallen for you Sam, but knowing you don’t feel the same, I don’t think we can continue like this.”

Ms. Weighton smiled softly. “You get some sleep for now dear, and I promise in the morning it will be okay.


“But” I protested, but was cut short by her pinky on my lips.

“Obey your goddess and get some sleep.” She said in a soft mock stern voice that hid her compassion poorly.

Sleep did not come easy that night it passed one a.m. before my I fell asleep, only to be awoken a short time later by a prodding in my side. As my eyes opened, I found my-self staring at Sam’s face. She was smiling menacingly. “So,” she hissed sarcastically. “Don’t want to be my boy toy any more?” a fear striking pause. “Then you are of no use to me any more.” She cackled before slapping me off the bed, sending me hurtling to the floor with a painful thump. An air of panic swept over me, that and only that was probably the defining factor in why and how I managed to gather my self up and start running. As fast as I ran, it didn’t do much good as the behemoth beauty gained on me with every stride and soon she was upon me. “Good bye Jack!” She bellowed as her foot came down on me and I shot strait up looking behind me to see the breast I had fallen asleep on 15 minuets ago and Sam still sound asleep. With a sigh of relief, I lay back down, but the rest of the nights sleep wasn’t much easier. Eventually the sand man saw fit to grant me a dream that didn’t disturb me.


I was awaked the next morning, by the sun light to find myself in different surroundings. This was Mandy’s room. The next thing I noticed was a ribbon around y waist with a tag that read ‘Happy Birthday Mandy’. Shit, I had forgotten that it was her birthday today. Just then, I heard the door bell ring and some muffled voices. Then I heard them come up the steps, soon after Mandy burst in the room her mother behind her shortly as she dove on the bed and scooped me up kissing me all over before planting a huge kiss on my face. “I love you so much Jack!” Mandy proclaimed. “Can you forgive me for my indiscretion?” My response was a kiss on her lower lip then her mother left the room to let Mandy and I alone. Well that is about it for now if you want to know what happened to Mandy and I you’ll have to let me know.

The Jack Chronicles 1: The Girl Next Door
By: Xen0phage


Ch 1

I found myself laying on my back staring up at a huge pair of dark brown breasts, which possessed even darker areola and nipples. The giant breasts jiggled followed by a soft sweet voice with tinged with a slight ghetto girl accent. “You like my breasts little man?” She queried. “Maybe you’d like them on top of you.” Said the young Nubian goddess who was on all fours overshadowing me. With out a word more she plopped both of her enormous breasts on me. “Mmmmm I think you do like them on you little man!” she cooed as she pressed them in to me.


She was right. I did like it. She was Shartati Dawson she was over –as my goddess, Samantha Weighton would call it- Doll-boy sitting. A Dark Nubian beauty eighteen years of age, long black braided locks framing a beautiful, heart shaped face, soft full lips, and big brown eyes only began to describe Shartati. She also was by no means a small girl from my vantage point she had to be at least 6’6” tall and between her gargantuan breasts, soft belly that over lapped it’s self at the belly button level, and an ass that you just knew was meant making faces disappear between those soft round cheeks she was truly stunning.

She giggled as I ‘struggled’ under her mountainous breasts, her laugh causing her breasts to jiggle furiously. “Mmmmmm, keep that goin’ bitty beau.” She cooed at me as she pulled me between her mammoth breasts and crushed them around me hard, moaning as she jostled me in her deep dark cleavage.

She then let go causing me to plummet from her soft warm bosom screaming like a little girl until with thud “oof!” I landed her he soft warm palm snatching me out of midair. The giantess’s hand grasped me then quickly raced upward toward her dark wet chasm; sucking the wind out of my lungs and plunging me head first into her cock-eater. I could hear her soft moans from deep inside her still no breath in my lungs until she pulled me out momentarily before plunging me back in her with a guttural moan. She continued pulling me out of her and plunging me roughly back in to her fat wet pussy increasing speed as she went. Her moans grew louder and louder until she let out a loud highly pleasured sounding gasp and squeak, her orgasm nearly crushing me inside her. When her man-eating vagina expelled me, I was spit out on to the couch, the beautiful dark chocolate beauty smiling with a playful wickedness down at me.

“So tiny man, what should we do next?” She asked incorrigibly. “I still have 2 more hours to play with you before Ms. Weighton will be back.”

Jack Chronicles 1

Ch2

Shartati Dawson smiled down on me as she closed her soft meaty thighs around my tiny form. “Think I’ll keep you secure till I decide what to do with you next.” she giggled. A few moments later her wall sized satin like thighs parted again reveling her smiling face. “I’ve decided little man, you are gonna give my feet a bit of lovin’.”

“What?” I blurted.

“Yup, yer gonna do what ever ya need to my feet in order to make me purr little beau.” She said demurely with confidence, she then picked me up and placed me on the coffee table then propped up her feet. “Get to it little man… unless of course you’d rather I find something more pleasurable form me and probably less for you.” She giggled and winked.

I then reached out to touch one foot of the Nubian goddess before me. Her foot was soft and smooth almost exactly like her thighs. I began to rub apprehensively, to which she giggled.

“Come on little man, ya’ll can rub harder then that. Put yer tiny back in ta it.” Shartati purred as she wiggled her toes at me.

I nodded and began to rub harder actually enjoying it. Her feet where so soft and they didn’t stink either by virtue of the fact that I think she perfumed them with lilac. She began to purr out to my menstruations so I kept it up. After a bit wicked thoughts began to creep in to my head, like what would happen if I licked her toes. Not being able to resist any longer I did I gave the space between her big and second toe a big (to me) lick. To this she moaned out and her toes closed trapping my head their.

“Keep it up beau.” She moaned out the command. I did as she asked for quite some time, and then moved on to the space between the next and the next toe she was in shear ecstasy moaning out and rolling from side to side. “Ohhhh, yesss! Mmmm!” She moaned groping her breasts.

Shartati then leaned forward snatching me off the table. I found my self once again in-between her humongous thighs, this time though she force me against her pussy lips and shoved my face in to her clit forcing it in to my mouth. Without command, I began to suck on the giant Nubians clit as she moaned out, louder and louder. Her clit was enormous even by comparison to her it had to be a half inch long! My jaw hurt from sucking and licking her monster clit but she kept my face pinned to it, her pussy lips closing around my body hugging me with warm moisture. I gave her three more big sucks and she came, hard! I was drenched with her womanly secretions, the smell causing me to become hard as a rock.

I then was plucked into the air by two giant fingers coming face to face with Shartati. “Hmm you appear a bit…turned on beau. How’s about I relieve ya babe?” With out waiting for my response she licked my stiffy with her huge tongue, causing me to moan, and then sucked in my cock in to her huge cavernous mouth. I gasped she then continued suck to her what must have been like sucking on a straw to me it was the greatest blowjob in my life. Moaning out more and more until I shot my load on to her tongue, she continued the suction milking my cock of every drop (which to her was probably 3 drops); she then spit out my cock and smiled. “That was nummy tiny, too bad their wasn’t more.” She winked at me. I smiled back with an exhausted stupor on my face. It was then that we heard the doorknob rattle.

“I’m Home!” Called Ms. Weighton, “How was every thing?” she continued as she walked in to the room smiling.

“Great!” stated Sharatati. “He is a fun lil’ doll man Ms. Weighton, think I could ‘Doll-Man’ sit again some time?” She then kissed my body with her full soft lips and deposited me in the loving grasp of my goddess.

“As long as Jack is okay with it sure…” was the last thing I heard Samantha say before I passed out in to the world of dreams.