This was bad. Christa’s massive form shuffled through the door, and I instinctively curled up in a ball and hid behind the soap container. Christa walked right past me; her footsteps shook the foundation that I was standing on. She rubbed her eyes and let out a yawn that sounded more akin to a roar. Slowly uncurling, I peek my head around the soap container. Christa stomped towards the toilet and bent over to put the seat up, and I was treated to a sight few tinies have ever seen. Christa’s gigantic pajama-clad ass was in full view. Her clothed cheeks pushed against the red fabric, the twin moons barely contained within her pajama pants. I instantly felt a twinge in my lower half at the sight of my cousin’s colossal ass, which was many times larger than my diminutive form. A pang of fear bolted up my spine as memories of last Christmas flashed through my mind. Suddenly Christa’s hands slide upon her hips, and she slides down her red pajamas pants giving me a view straight out of one of my twisted fantasies. Christa’s bare ass hung above me menacingly and tauntingly, freshly jiggling from being released from their tight pajama prison. Maybe some exposure therapy will help. My hand slid down and grabbed my hard dick. “Jesus, maybe Leo’s right,” I mutter to myself. Christa’s ass turns away as she straightens her back and slams onto the toilet with a sigh. Christa grabbed her phone and began scrolling, not acknowledging my existence, obviously not fully awake.
I hid behind my soap container full of body wash and observed Christa do her business. Christa’s black hair was the messiest I have ever seen, seemingly suffering from bed hair. Christa lets out a grunt, and the sounds of crackling fill the room along with a smell. I began coughing and trying to hold my breath as my cousin began unknowingly gassing me out. My hard-on did not wither at the smell, instead finding a second wind. Finishing her business rather quickly, Christa quickly stands up, turning her back to me, and I get one more view of her fat ass. I begin stroking my dick again at the sight of her ass. Maybe a closer look won’t be so bad. I see Christa roll the toilet paper and wipe. Little gross out, I continue drooling over her ass. Jerking my hard dick, Christa bent over to flush the toilet, and I noticed that even bent over, I couldn't see far into between the depths of her ass. Christa back straightened and began to tug up her pants. Christa's ass shook her massive cheeks fighting against being enclosed again, but suddenly Christa’s half-clad gigantic ass began to get closer. “Oh fuck!” I yell, trying to run. The massive mountain of flesh bumped into the counter I was standing on, shaking it and made me lose my footing. I began falling, and I landed face-first into her deep ass crack.
“Ow fuck.” I heard Christa's voice vibrate up above as I sank between her massive ass cheeks, becoming submerged in an ocean of ass, as the temperature instantly heightened. The bathroom’s fluorescent light shined from above me as I began to sink into the darkness; the light peering down from Christa’s crack was snuffed out, leaving me alone in a dark, stinky cavern. The soft, fatty skin surrounded my diminutive form coming into contact with my hard dick. My dick stuck to the fatty wall and was pulled upwards, making me moan in pain and pleasure as I sunk deeper between the fatty, buttery canyon. Opening my mouth in an attempt to yell for help resulted in salty skin entering and filling it. I felt my world begin to shift, in what I presume is Christa beginning to walk, and my descent was stopped as I was rolled sideways. Each step would roll me around three times, and once her other foot would move forward, I was rolled 3 more times in the opposite direction. With each of Christa's steps, I would be coated in sweat and butt grime. The painful, disorienting process repeated itself. I tried to fight against the planet size ass to climb upward, but it was useless as even one strand of muscle in Christa’s ass was many times stronger than all of the muscles in my body and only resulted in my still-hard cock rubbing more deeply into the ass flesh. As this all was happening, I realized it was getting hotter as the warm skin became akin to a furnace. Suddenly everything stopped, and I began to hear a rippling sound. I looked up to see Christa’s giant finger pushing its way through the fatty flesh, like a shark swimming in the ocean, honing in on my location. My struggle seemed to attract some attention from Christa, and I figured it would be hard to explain what I was doing in her ass. I decided to stop moving, and Christa’s finger collided with my stomach knocking the air out of me and pushing me deeper into her ass. The shark size finger began to shift up and down in an attempt to itch where I previously was. The heat began to rise along with the smell in my new location. The finger retreated, seemingly satisfied with the itch gone. The skin around me began to moisten as the taste of sweat entered my mouth. As my eyes began to adjust to the darkness, I saw how dire my situation had become. In front of me was the gaping void of Christa’s asshole. I realized that I’d gotten to the center of Christa’s ass. A deep rumbling began to shake through the colossal, moist cavern I was stuck in. I immediately began panicking, knowing full well what was about to happen. This was Aunt Courtney all over again, but there was fabric between Courtney’s ass and my last time; having nothing between me and Christa’s butthole scared me to my core. Renewed with fear, I began struggling in an attempt to change my fate. Destiny arrived all the same as the rumbling sound increased, and a thunder crack ripped out of Christa’s asshole, throwing shit flakes and dead skin in my face and mouth. My ears began to ring from the fart. I began to sob as I considered that maybe Aunt Courtney was right. I wasn’t even a human; I was just a bug, or worse, butt lint. If the feeling of being dehumanized by Christa’s unaware ass wasn’t enough, my dick was aching for release. The constant rubbing of sweaty butt flesh upon my rock-hard cock was overwhelming, but I realized something, the continuous shifting of skin had stopped. Christa must have laid back down and fallen asleep. If she had stopped moving, this was my chance; I could crawl out of her ass and escape from this hell hole. I began climbing upwards through an ocean of darkness and ass with renewed vigor. After a few minutes of climbing, I stopped to catch my breath when I heard the sound of voices. “How do you live with a tiny like Greg all the time.” I recognize the sound of Christa’s voice. “I get the hebejibes just looking at him.” I felt a shiver run through Christa’s ass; a tiny minute movement made her moist skin slap into my face.
“It isn’t easy. I have to constantly watch where I sit, where I step, and what I eat.” I recognize the sound of my sister Katelyn’s voice. I remember that Christa is staying in Katelyn’s room for the holiday along with my other cousins.
“Plus, Greg’s a little perv.” Katelyn makes a fake throw-up sound. The comment struck and nerve with me, but the fact that I face fucked my sleeping aunt earlier this night proved her right.
“What do you mean?” Christa asked.
“I can’t begin to count the number of times I’ve caught him naked in my shoe and food, plus there was the pudding incident,” Katelyn groans. I cringe, remembering that close call.
“Gross, I told my mom that he’s a weirdo, but she still feels the need to sit on him every Christmas, “Christa giggles.
“Why does she do that?” Katelyn asked.
“I have no clue, think she might like the size dynamic a lot more than she lets on,” Christa laughs.
“I’m glad Greg found someone as pervy as he is.” I hear Katelyn laugh.
Christa laughs at the joke as well, her ass vibrating around me.
“Anyways, did you get accepted into Northwestern?” Christa questions
“Yeah, I did, but I want to make sure I can’t get into a better school,” Katelyn said.
“I think I’m going to go with cosmetology school; I feel like that’s my passion,” Christa says. I hear a third voice chime in.
“Can you all not talk about this at five in the morning,” Recognizing the sound of my cousin Lisa’s voice. Not wanting to alert Christa to my presence, I realized that I would have to wait until Christa fell asleep. I decided to relax. Since I’m such a perv, I might as well cut loose. I thought to myself. The soft skin and the heat were pulling at my aching muscles, offering a much-needed massage; my hard dick was massaged along with my body. I began to hump into the fatty skin, my own bare ass cheeks slapping against Christa’s one massive cheek. I’ve conquered my fear and claimed this ass. I thought to myself. My dick went numb as I began to bite into the salty butt flesh in my face, and I cum, shooting my load over the patch of ass in front of me. Fuuuccck.” I moaned, eyes rolling to the back of my skull, and I rode out the euphoria of the orgasm, I felt my eyes grow heavy; Christa’s heartbeat was an excellent sound machine as I began to close my eyes.
Jolting awake, I realize that I overslept. A dim light peered down through Christa’s ass crack. Luckily her butt crack was out so I could have a chance to escape. Scrambling towards the light, I began to push my way through ass flesh, throwing my body in a frantic attempt for salvation. “Please don’t be awake,” I whisper to myself. The light grew brighter and brighter the more I climbed. The sweaty flesh began to make my hands slip. “Come on, please!” The light was in my grasp; I could almost touch it. I burst through Christa’s ass crack. The fresh cool air touched my bare skin, and the light burned my retinas. I pull myself out, squeezing between her cheeks. I look around to see the hulking form of Christa’s back, her black tank top stretching out in front of me. I observe the room and see my sister across the room on top of her bed, my cousin Lisa next to her on the floor. Deciding it would be best not to be caught butt naked, crawling out of my cousin’s ass. I stealthily slide off Christa’s lower back onto the ground, avoiding wandering eyes. I rushed for Katelyn’s bed, thinking it was a good place to hide, cowering underneath the bed’s wooden frame. I looked around the room, seeing that sleeping bags, shoes, food, and trash littered the ground, good cover for me to sneak out. Suddenly a giant tanned foot lands in front of me. Jumping back, I slam into a container under the bed. I recognize the foot belonging to Katelyn. I froze, not sure if I had been discovered. After a few seconds of waiting, I saw her toes scrunch and her tan sole towering above me; wrinkles began to shift and flow. I felt my hard-on return; unable to resist, I began jacking it. I’ll show you, pervert, I thought to myself. Despite cumming twice last night, I was already planning to blow another load onto my sister’s massive sole. Suddenly a pale sole lands sideways right next to me, and I realize it belongs to Lisa. Lisa’s foot was close enough for me to spit on; I continued to jerk off silently, not wanting to alert her to my presence. While slightly smaller than Katelyn’s, I could smell the strawberry lotion Lisa used. “Damn, two for the price of one,” I say to myself. I shifted my attention to the two beautiful feet in front of me, unsure which one I should splurge on, but the world seemed to have different plans as the door to my sister’s room opened, and my mother, Linda, peeked in.
“Katelyn, have you seen Greg? He wasn’t in his drawer this morning,” she asked, sounding concerned.
“Maybe Aunt Courtney finally stepped on him,” snickered Lisa. I lean forward, seeing Lisa’s body stretched out for miles from my perspective. She was lying on her stomach as she was turned towards my mother. I could only see her blonde hair shift when she laughed.
“Not funny, Lisa; Courtney said she was asleep the whole night,” My mom scolded. “He’s probably playing video games with Jack and Cory, or maybe he’s taking a pudding bath 'cause we all know he loves those.” Katelyn laughed.
“That was an accident, and you know it, honey,” Linda said.
“Maybe you shouldn’t baby him anymore; we’re all going off to college soon; do you want him to be still living with you?” Katelyn question. My mom gave her a look and closed the door rudely.
“Guess someone’s mad,” Lisa snickered. I couldn’t believe how mean Katelyn was to mom, and I thought about punching the tan foot in front of me. Maybe I’ll just cum on your sole after all bitch, I thought. I silently moved past Lisa’s pale foot; her toes had yellow nail polish them they flexed predatorily. I thought about my head being stuck in her giant toes, being crushed between them. I began to walk towards Katelyn’s foot, bringing my tip up to Katelyn’s tan sole, getting close to cumming. Just then, Lisa’s foot pushed forward, colliding with my side. Lisa shrieked, and Katelyn jumped. “What the fuck!” Lisa yelled. I began to crawl backward as I was then greeted with two angry faces staring down at me, my erection staring right back at them.