"Of course," Kyle groaned in annoyance as he looked at the job requirements. They required 2 years of experience needed. No matter how much Kyle looked, every job wanted experience. Yet, how was Kyle supposed to get experience if no one would hire him? It was the age-old conundrum that he faced.

Kyle recently graduated from college with a degree and was now looking for a job in his field of study. However, every job he applied for turned him down or he hasn't gotten a reply back. He was either under qualified or underexperienced and was forced to look for another job. It's been nearly a few months since his graduation and Kyle was still trying to find a decent paying job that would offer a good salary or hourly rate for his work. There were times that Kyle thought of picking up a retail job just to pay for his experience and to pay off his student loan. However, Kyle wanted to stay away from retail. The horrible stories he heard bout customers treating the employees like garbage or the tales of horrible bosses. No, Kyle needed to find something that wasn't as degrading as showing up at a retail store and working for just a few messily bucks an hour.

Kyle opened another email that read the familiar words of apology from a company not picking him out of the countless applicants that applied.

"Damn," Kyle said to himself. That job offer sounded perfect for him. He couldn't let this pulling him down, as he continued his job hunt.

Suddenly there was a knock on his door as Kyle's mom opened the door. "Kyle?"

"Yeah mom," Kyle asked looking toward his mother.

Kyle's mom gave him a loving smile, "How's it going," She asked concerned.

Kyle let out a defeated sigh, "Nothing so far."

"Don't give up sweetie, keep at it. I'll go make you some lunch," Kyle's mom said as she left him in his room to continue his job hunt.

Kyle couldn't help but smile at his mother's kindness. She was the best mom in the world. Always supportive and caring. She helped Kyle through some rough times in college and now was supporting him till he found a job and could stand on his own feet. Kyle loved his mom, heck he loved his entire family. Kyle's dad also was offering to help with his student loans till he was working fulltime. Kyle's dad could be a little strict at times, but he understood Kyle's situation, not like some of his friend's parents.

These thoughts brought up some of Kyle's memories of his middle school years. How his mom and dad would help him with school projects or even volunteer for school events. Heck he thought his mom ran the school as she was always there helping with school lunches or chaperoning for field trips. Kyle loved his mom. Which is why when anyone started to talk about how sexy his mom looked, he couldn't help but get in a fight. Kyle couldn't help it that his mom looked at least 20 years younger than her actual age. It wasn't his fault that she looked more like an older sister than a mom. She rocked a body that most mothers would kill for.

Kyle had to shake his head to bring it out of its random flash backs of his past. He was getting off topic right now. He had to find a job soon, or he would become one of those kids that stayed home and drained his parents dry. That was one thing that Kyle would NEVER do. As much of a bad rut he was in, he couldn't drag his parents down with him.

Sitting up from his slumped position in his computer chair, Kyle went to browsing the internet for open jobs and possible internships. As he was working his door suddenly burst open.

"KYLE," yelled his younger brother excited about something. "KYLE," He shouted again running over to the startled brother. "KYLE, guess what? Me and my friends were talking about class and how when you grow up that your body changes and things happen and that everyone goes through a-"

Kyle closed his eyes as he tried not to snap at his brother. As much as he loved his family, and his annoying brother, sometimes it was too much. His brother would talk for hours about the most trivial thing. Right now, Kyle didn't really have time for him.

"Hey," Kyle said cutting his brother off, "That sounds cool and all, but I really need to get back to this," Kyle said pointing to his computer.

"But you always play on your computer," Richard whined.

"I'm not playing," Kyle growled and composed himself, "I'm looking for a job." He tried to get his brother to understand that it wasn't like he was playing video games or watching videos. This was serious stuff.

Richard pouted, "Ever since you graduated, you've been a really jerk."

Before Kyle could respond, his mother came in, "Richard P. Turner, how many times do I have to tell you not to distract your brother?" Richard just looked down at his feet as he was caught bothering his brother. "Come on young man, I made some snacks for you. Why don't you tell me how school went," Kyle's mom said as she got Richard to leave Kyle's room.

"Thanks mom," Kyle told her as she was leaving.

"You keep up the good work sweetie," His mom him with a loving smile. She closed the door behind him.

His mom was the best. Now where was he...

Suddenly there was ping notifying that he got a message in his mail box. Quickly, Kyle went over and clicked the box to check his recent messages and saw he got a message from some company. Looking at the header of the message it read "congratulations". Kyle frowned at the weird title. Clicking the message, he opened it and started to read the message. It was an email from CIG (change is good). Kyle frowned at one of the possible numerous applications he sent into countless companies and wasn't sure what exactly he applied for again. Kyle read through the email. "Dear Kyle Turner, thank you for applying for the position. We are pleased to let you know that after reviewing your application we have accepted it for the position. We would love to hear back from you about the possibly of hiring you for the position. For more information please contact use at 2405559807."

Kyle frowned as he looked over the message again... did he just land a job? No way! Kyle read the email again and smiled. That was until he thought about it, what did he apply for? He sent so many job applications and filled out so many online job requests that he couldn't remember what CIG was looking for. Should he call and ask them? Kyle nearly smacked himself, of course not. Why would you call the company you applied for to ask what you applied for? That was the dumbest thing you could do. He was sure the moment he was interviewed he would remember, or they would remind him.

Smiling at the amazing news, Kyle got up and ran to tell his mom about the upcoming job interview.

Kyle never felt so out of place in his life as he sat there waiting for his interview for a job he didn't recall applying for. He was sitting in CIG's lobby trying not to look too nervous for his first job interview.

"Mr. Turner," The secretary called out to Kyle.

Kyle stood up, "Yes?"

"They're ready to see you now," The secretary told him pointing down toward a door that was closed. Kyle nodded and followed the direction toward the door. Kyle knocked on the door.

"Come in," a gentleman on the other side called out. Kyle opened the door and walked in seeing two gentlemen sitting behind a table with an open seat for him. "Mr. Turner," one of the gentlemen asked to confirm that it was him.

"That's me," Kyle remember to quickly head over and introduce himself. He offered his hand and greeted both men as they proceeded to sit down and start the interview.

"We were glad to see your application that you sent in."

"Thanks," Kyle told them.

"So, let's get down to it. Why should we hire you?"

Kyle tried not to show his nervousness. Why should they hire him? Heck he didn't even remember what the job required so wasn't sure how to go about answering it. So, Kyle just decided to tell them the truth. "To be honest sir, I've been applying to any job I can find. Your message was the first response I got back from my job hunting. I just thought I would do the interview and see where it goes from there." Kyle realized his first mistake and quickly said, "Sorry, that came out wrong. I didn't mean to make it sound like I don't want the job or anything." Kyle tried to back pedal quickly, afraid that after 30 seconds he already failed the interview. But as the seconds ticked by and neither of the men seemed to be insulted, Kyle thought that maybe it wasn't such a bad idea at saying the truth.

Finally, one of the men chuckled, "Don't worry about it. This interview is more of a mandatory thing we need to do before we hire you."

The other gentlemen nodded, "There are usually two types of people applying for this job."

"Two types," Kyle asked curious what he meant by that.

"Yeah, those who are looking for a good paying job and those who enjoy it."

Kyle frowned at that comment but didn't press the matter. It sounded like things were going well, he didn't want to say something that might ruin it.

"So," the other man said looking thought a file, "You seem like the kind of person we were looking for. Someone who is reliable, determine, flexible, and sturdy."

"Uh, yeah that's me," Kyle responded.

"Good to here," the other man said. He continued by asking, "Are you willing to travel and be gone for some periods of time?"

"I wouldn't object to it," Kyle told them.

"Good," he said making a check mark off somewhere on the sheet he had.

"Just curious," Kyle quickly added, "How long are we talking?"

The man writing paused, and looked at him, "It depends. Is that an issue?"

Kyle quickly said, "Oh no, not at all. Just curious that's all. I just wasn't sure."

"I see," The man writing said as he jotted down a few notes down before continuing.

"I wouldn't be opposed to it," Kyle quickly added.

He just nodded and scribbled a few more things before the other man continued the interview, "And if offered the job when could you start?"

"Um," Kyle paused as he thought about it as quickly as he could, "I could start Friday," He told them.

"Friday? Ok," He said marking something down. "I believe that's all for now."

Kyle frowned at the very few questions asked, "Really? I mean, don't get me wrong but... was that it?"

Both men nodded. "Like we said, this was just a mandatory task. We will contact you Thursday when to show up and with other details about the job."

Kyle felt a sudden feeling of euphoria, "Wait, so I go the job?"

One of the men nodded, "That's right. Welcome to CIG," He said standing up and offering his hand.

Kyle felt a great feeling of relief and joy as he stood up and shook the hand, "Thank you. Thank you so much. You won't regret this."

Kyle was sitting at the dinner table for dinner when he decided to tell everyone the good news.

"I got the job," he blurted out to everyone.

"Baby that's great," Kyle's mom cried as she got up and gave him a hug.

"See," Kyle's dad said. "I knew you would land one. It just took some time."

"So, what's the job," Kevin asked.

Kyle's mom quickly added, "Yeah, honey where are you working? What's the job like? What are your-"

"Mom," Kyle cut her off, "Slow down."

"I'm sorry," Kyle's mom apologized. "I'm just so excited. So?"

"Well," Kyle said trying to think of how to tell his family about the job. "The job I got pays really well. I'm supposed to go in later this week Friday and over the weekend."

"Oh," Kyle's mom said sounding surprised. "you'll be gone this weekend?"

"Yeah," Kyle told her.

"That means I have the house all to myself this Friday, right? Oh, it's been so long since I've had time by myself," Kyle's mom quickly blushed and added, "I didn't mean I don't like having anyone of my precious men here with me."

"Mom, we get it," Kyle said. "I'm just glad I'm getting out there and finally doing something. I've been cooked up in here for too long."

"So, what's the job," Kyle's dad asked over his cup he was drinking from.

"Well," Kyle said trying to think of how to tell them he wasn't 100% what the job was. The men that interviewed him didn't really elaborate on what he would be doing. Something about filling in and helping out with their product and the high demand for it. Kyle only knew that they worked with nanites and nanorobotics, which was the field he graduated in, but as for what purposes... he wasn't sure. So, he told them everything he knew, "I'll be working with a team to help push our product and expand consumption. I'm not 100% sure what they'll need from me but I'm sure whatever it, I'll have fun."

"Sound so exciting," Kyle's mom said fascinated. "Look at my big man, grown up so fast. Getting a career in his field and working for a big company. I'll make sure to make your favorite meal tomorrow night, so you'll be extra ready for work the next day."

"Thanks mom. You're the best."

Kyle walked through the large doors into the same lobby of CIG. The other night Kyle got a message for him to show up at work before 6am Friday.

"Ah Kyle, just in time," one of his interviewees called out. Kyle walked over and saw his name badge, his name was Walter.

"Hi sir," Kyle greeted him.

"Kim," Walter called out. A younger woman came forward. "Will you please take Kyle to the lab 3 for his shift?" Walter than handed Kyle a tablet with a bunch of information on it, "Do you mind filling this out. It's just a work waver and things that all employees are obligated to fill out before work." Kyle took the tablet from Walter and started to fill out the blanks and signatures required from him.

When he was finished he handed the tablet back to Kim who nodded after looking over it. "This way please."

Kyle followed the sexy coworker. "So, how long have you been working here," Kyle asked trying to start up a conversation with her.

"Since we started 3 years ago."

"3 years," Kyle repeated. "What do you like about the job so far?"

Kim didn't look back as she responded, "The pay is good, but I enjoy the free use of our products."

"Oh, free use of the product?" Kyle thought about asking now what exactly it was they made, "Which is your favorite?"

Kim paused as she turned around and looked at Kyle. Then she let out a quick chuckle shaking her head before continuing.

"What?"

Kim didn't look back as she asked, "You have no idea what we do, do you? What do you remember applying for?"

Kyle felt embarrassed as he responded, "It had to do with improving people's lives by using nanotech, right?"

"Close," Kim told him she led him to an elevator that would take them down to a lower level in the building. "We here at Change Is Good, use nanites to help change people. By using this tech, we will help offer a way for people to live better and more enjoyable lives," Kim told him as the doors open to reveal a hallway with doors with numbers on them going down. Kim walked to door #3. "Go ahead," Kim told Kyle who looked at the bland door. Kyle reached forward and opened the door not sure what to expect. When the door opened he frowned in confusion as he walked in. Inside was a plan room that looked more like a doctor's examination room.

"Wait..." Kyle said confused.

"Come on, take a seat," Kim told Kyle who sat on the patients chair in the middle of the room. Kim continued to talk as she grabbed a few things from off the side. "Go ahead and lay back."

Kyle did as he was told, "I'm confused, is this like some doctors examine?"

"No this is the job," Kim said coming back over to Kyle. "Roll up your sleeve, please."

Kyle frowned as he did as he was told. "Is that a shot? I don't understand why... what's going on?"

"This is what you applied for," Kim told Kyle as she was already injecting the solution into him.

"What?" Kyle looked down at his arm that felt a tingly sensation already after he was injected. "What did you just do?"

Kim was already placing the syringe back on the table as she answered his question like it was obvious. "I injected you with nanites, so you can be changed into whatever it is that people need to help improve or better their lives. We will than ship you out to one of our customers who will use you for however long they have you which ..." Kim looked over her notes, "Is about 3 days."

"WHAT?!" Kyle's head was reeling at the news. Kyle tried to get up, but his upper body was already numb.

"Just relax," Kim told him as if this was normal. "The Nanites are already changing your body into the object you were requested to start as." Kim looked over her notes and smiled, "I got to say, I've used a few like this too before. I always enjoyed it."

Kyle's eyes were wide as he felt himself growing more paralyzed and sleepy.

"Sometimes it helps to count back from 10. Here I'll help," Kim told him looking down from above him, "10."

Kyle couldn't move anything but his eyes. They darted back and forth looking for a way out of this crazy place.

"9."

Kyle felt his eyes slow down.

"8."

Kyle felt his mind slow down as his eyes became heavy.

"7."

Where was he? Why was he sleepy?

"6..."

He should sleep now.

"5...."

Kyle's eyes closed, and everything went dark and still. The only thing he understood was hearing the number 4 fill the air before everything was gone...

Kyle woke up unsure why he was in the dark. He tried to move but found he couldn't. Then suddenly the words that Kim told him ran through his head. Oh god! Kyle quickly tried to move or something but found he was motionless. Heck he even tried to scream for help but found he couldn't make a sound. This was bad... what was going to happen to him?

The words "used by others" floated around his head.

No, no, no! This isn't what he wanted! Why didn't he read the job request more thoroughly? He saw nanotech and saw the pay and requirements. It was like a dream come true, so why didn't he ask more question? Now he was God knows where.

This was horrible.

Suddenly there was some movements. It was like he was in a car or something as he was being moved forward to some unknown destination. Kyle heard a doorbell and some muffled talking before he felt himself move again. There were a few more muffled sounds before the sound of a door closing and Kyle being moved somewhere else. When the movements stop, Kyle suddenly felt everything drop down as if he was in a broken elevator plummeting down. Kyle let out a cry for help before everything shook and he bounced in his unknown prison. It didn't hurt but it sure was distorting not know what was going on and what the hell that was.

"I hope you're ready," came a muffled voice from outside of Kyle's prison. Kyle felt true fear from the unknown muffled voice that continued, "My husband just left for work, so I have you all to myself." Suddenly the ceiling vanished quicker than Kyle could anticipate as the bright lights from the outside flooded his world of darkness. Kyle was blinded by the intense light causing him to mentally wince from it and unable to see his surroundings. Kyle let out a cry of surprise when he felt something enormous grab him and pick him up through the air and start to carry him somewhere. Kyle still was having issues seeing from his momentary blindness. He only got a glimpse of a few things, like a blue carpet, some bed sheets, a light shaded tan wall, and something else that Kyle wasn't sure he could make out from his impaired sight.

"I hope they got the right size."

Kyle's heart froze at a very familiar voice. It couldn't be...

Kyle's eyes finally adjusted to the light.

There he was looking straight ahead into a mirror, so he could see himself. To his horror he was a pair of white silk panties being held up in the air by two large female hands. Those hands holding him ran up a body that was attached to the only person Kyle could remember having that voice, his mother. She stood there in a bathrobe in the mirror looking directly at Kyle as she held him in the air. She had a dangerous smile on her face as she held the panties by the waste band. "I don't want to rip another pair just cause someone forgot to make you the right size, right?"

"MOM IT'S ME," Kyle cried out.

Kyle's mom's response was giving Kyle a quick tug on either side of him forcing to stretch him out a little making him wince at the sudden tightness on his face as it was pulled to either side.

"Ok you pervert," Kyle's mom said out loud, "I got you for the next 3 days. I'm going to make you wish you were never born," Kyle's mom told him with a gleeful smile. There was a devilish gleam in her eye. She continued to go on, "I'm sure you sickos love this kind of thing, don't you? I guess it's not much of a punishment for you all..." Then suddenly Kyle's mom pulled Kyle even further apart to the point that his stitching was starting to strain and possibly starting to rip apart...

"Unless if it hurts."

"STOOOOOP," Kyle cried as it felt like his mother was trying to snap him in half.

Kyle's mom stopped pulling him and let him snap back into his regular shape. "I guess it's time to start the morning."

"Mommmm," Kyle called out again only realizing that it was impossible for her to hear him.

"Let's see, what would look good on me today," Kyle's mom said out loud as she pulled out her phone. She started to type and flick things on her device until she got to what she was looking for. "Ok," She said. Suddenly Kyle's mom disrobed revealing that she was nude under the clothing. Now butt naked she presented herself to Kyle.

"MOM! Stop!" Kyle screamed in disgust trying not to look at his mother's nude body. It wasn't that it was disgusting to look at. However, it was HIS MOM! He never even considered looking at his own mother nude. Now he was forced to stair straight ahead at the mirror at the bare flesh of his mother.

"Blue?" She asked. Suddenly Kyle felt his body vibrate for a few seconds as his white silky body suddenly changed into blue.

"Red?"

Kyle watched in complete shock as his body quickly changed into a pair of red panties in his mother's hands. Kyle watched as his mother messed around with the coloring he was. Finally, she finished with a nice pair of black panties.

"That's better. I always look better in black anyway."

It wasn't until now that Kyle realized what panties were used for, or more important where they go. Kyle was panicking now as he felt his mother starting to move again, but this time she was lowering him down toward the ground. Only a moron would assume she was setting him down for good, but one could always hope. However, like he thought, Kyle watched his mother lift one of her massively large legs and slowly insert them through Kyle's open leg holes. Next his naked mother lifted her other leg and lined it up with the other opening in Kyle's body. "Enjoying the view," Kyle's mother asked from above. Kyle could say nothing as he looked up at his mother's massive body hovering over him. It wasn't until now that he noticed that his mother's behind was directly above him. His face was in the back end of the panties. "You pervert," Kyle's mother said as she began Kyle's ascent toward her rear end. Kyle felt himself accelerating upwards toward the motherly ass that awaited him. It was terrifying as his body quickly came into contact with that enormous ass. His face got smothered into it as he was apparently just a size or two too small. Kyle felt his entire body hug that supple frame as his mother's body filled up as much as it could and then some. Kyle felt his body strain from the fleshy skin that pushed on him, trying to break out of his tight confines. "OOOOhhhh that is a tight fit," She said making sure to give Kyle a few more tugs to make sure he was nice and cozy on her butt. Each tug caused Kyle to yelp as he felt himself try to cover more of his mother's body but unable too. Kyle's mom spun around and presented her ass to the mirror. Kyle was able to see himself through the mirror and saw how tight of a fit he was. Kyle was amazed he wasn't already ripping apart at the seams. Out of nowhere Kyle watched as his mother brought one of her hands down and gave her booty a nice smack, which also meant she slapped Kyle right in the face too. Kyle cried out from the stinging pain and the slight ripples that waved over his body with the sea of flesh that waved due to the impact. She gave her rear end a nice wiggle before she stood up.

"It's about that time," Kyle's mom said as she decided now was the time to get dressed.

Kyle was too busy getting accustomed to his new body and this experience to acknowledge what his mother was saying. Kyle found that he kept all his sense while he was transformed. He was able to hear, see, and feel. Now he found out he was able to smell. There was a faint smell of booty in the air that came from the deeper interiors just a few inches away. Kyle was appalled at being so close to his mother's butt. However, there was nothing he could do as he was stuck attached to her massive moons. Kyle's mother walked toward her dresser to get clothes for the day. Kyle felt each step as it vibrated up her legs and through her butt. Each step forced Kyle's body to move due to how skin tight he was attached. Kyle couldn't see the clothing that his mother was grabbing but as she bent forward to reach down for the clothes. Kyle let out a painful grown as he was suddenly stretched to the limit as he was positioned toward the sky and the massive wall of butt flesh pushed on him.

Finally, after a few agonizing seconds, Kyle felt his body slowly retract back as his mother started to stand up.

Kyle couldn't see what his mother was going to wear due to the fact he was facing behind her, but he was glad she picked something quick. Any longer and he was sure his body was going to be ripped to shreds from that strain.

"Oh, would you look at the time, I better hurry up. Don't want to be late," Kyle's mother said out loud.

Late? What did she have to do? Wait, today was Friday? Oh no....

To Kyle's horror, his question was answered as he saw his mother starting to put on her yoga pants. Kyle's mom always went to the gym on Fridays to help keep her body in shape. Most people would workout throughout the week, but his mom for whatever reason thought that she could make that up by doing a killer workout 1-time a week, on Fridays....

"MOM STOPPPP!" Kyle begged knowing exactly what he was in for as the extremely tight yoga pants started to crawl up Kyle's mom's body. It gripped her body so tightly that every smooth curve on her body would be exposed by the elastic material. Which also would help insulate and produce more sweat for her workout. Kyle could only spot himself in the mirror further across the room, as his mom tried to wiggle into the tight-fitting pants. She was wiggling her hips to force them in. Just as it was rising up to cover up Kyle's face, Kyle decided to try and call out one more time, "Mom," Kyle whimpered.

Suddenly Kyle's mom stopped. Did she hear him?

"Yes, mom it's me. It's Kyle, your son-"

A large blast of air shot out into Kyle's mouth and body as he filtered the hot gas that rushed out of his mother's bowels and into the room. The steaming blast of hot gas, vibrated Kyle's body as the stench filled his mouth with its taste and continued for as long as the brass sound thundered around him. It slowly died down until the rush of air trickled down to just a wisp of air.

"Ohhh, I hope it tasted as good as it smells," Kyle's mother laughed.

It wasn't until then did Kyle get the nasty flavor of rotten food and old diary fill his mouth and nose causing him to gag from the filth that was expunged from his mother. She couldn't stop laughing as she pulled her pants up covering Kyle and trapping any lingering gas that was still stuck in between her butt.

"Oh my, that smells," Kyle's mom said waving behind her. "I hope that's the last of that," She said.

So did Kyle. That stench was toxic. He wasn't sure if he could die as a pair of panties but another explosion like that would definitely end his sanity. The stench alone was making his thoughts fizzle out. Kyle tried to look through the pants covering over his face, but everything had a dark shaded hue to it. It also didn't help that the smell was still lingering a little, making his vision blurry for a moment. It didn't help that his mother was already walking toward the door to leave. The jiggling sensation that shook him to his core happened every step that she took. Kyle looked behind his mother as she exited her room and headed toward the front door of the house. She was about to leave for the gym.

The rest of Kyle's home passed by as his mother walked toward the entrance of the home. She opened the door and exited the house. It wasn't until she was outside that Kyle finally was able to get a breath of fresh air from the toxic fumes trapped with him. The small gust of air help filtered out that stench of rot from his nose. She walked toward her car and entered it. Kyle wasn't expecting much but as his mother went to sit down he suddenly felt her rounded butt push out and start to stretch him to the extreme. The feeling of her full ass bearing down on his face caused him to cry out in pain as he felt himself close to breaking. Yet, just as soon as that plump booty placed itself in the seat, Kyle got some relief from the seat pushing back. It wasn't a lot of comfort but a welcoming one from the tearing feeling that his mother was applying to him moments ago.

Kyle felt the car seat push up against him and flatten him as much as it could into his mother's ass. It was stifling having no air circulation, but better than being torn apart. Just as Kyle didn't think it could get worse his mother started to wiggle her hips in her seat.

"Got to get comfy," She said as she ground her butt into the car seat making sure she found just the right spot. Meanwhile, Kyle felt his face get smushed up against the padding and rubbed in between the large mass of his mother's ass and the car seat. The enormous walls beneath him and above him sandwiched him and grinded him between the surfaces. Kyle's face rolled round as he was forced to scrub his face up against his mother's rump. "Better," She said finally finding just the right spot. Kyle wept as his mother tormented him. He could feel the car awake as his mother started the vehicle. The vibrations shook him from beneath as it roared to life. It wasn't long before they were off to the gym...

Kyle's mother giggled, "Here comes another one."

Kyle cried out loud as he felt a gust of scorching air seep through him as his mother ripped another deadly fart while she was driving. It was just as bad as the previous stinky butt gas that she emitted not even a few moments ago. The filthy air crept through Kyle's open mouth and through his body leaving him with a disgusted feeling and awful after taste of what his mother ate the other day.

Kyle still couldn't believe this was the same person who not even a day ago asked him if he need anything from the store. The same mother that still did his laundry no matter how many times he told her he would get to it. That loving mother that cooked him dinner last night-

"That's it girl, no more beans for you," Kyle's mom said out loud as she released another torrent of gas from her rectum. Kyle wept as another burst of hot air filled his senses. Any thought of his loving mother evaporated as his senses were assaulted by the stinky miasma that escaped her bowels. "I sure hope you like that, because I feel a lot more is on its way," Kyle's mom said laughing diabolically. No sooner did she stop laughing did Kyle hear a rumbling, as the mother of all farts assaulted his face with its blistering hot fumes shredding through him.

It was only a 15-minute drive but the way Kyle's mother was spewing butt blasts, it was like eternity for Kyle. As if her body knew it needed to stop, Kyle's mother stopped farting on him when she pulled into the gym's parking lot. Kyle's mother got out of the car and made her way toward the gym. Against all of Kyle's protest, he was forced to follow his mom into the gym attached to her rear. She greeted everyone in a loving tone that betrayed how she was treating Kyle right now. She chatted with the employees there about simple things like the weather and family until she headed back into the locker room to stash her belongings.

"Hi Mrs. Turner," a younger woman greeted Kyle's mom in the locker room.

"Tiffany, you can just call me Milly," She told the woman. "It makes me sound so old when you say it like that."

"Sorry," Tiffany apologized. "Are you ready to get started," She asked.

"Yep, let me just put this away," Kyle's mother said as she closed the locker. "Lead the way."

Kyle wasn't sure who Tiffany was, but it seemed she knew his mom. "So, Mrs-" Tiffany stopped and corrected herself, "I mean Milly. I thought we would start with some stretches to loosen up before our usual work out."

"Sounds good to me," Kyle's mom said as she continued to follow Tiffany.

Stretching?

It wasn't long before Kyle felt his mother stop walking and stand still giving him a moment of reprieve from the constant rubbing.

"Follow my lead," Tiffany said.

Before Kyle could ask what she was doing his mother suddenly started to lean forward. Kyle felt the tension on his body starting to increase. As Kyle's mom started to lean, just like before, her butt was protruding outward. Kyle's face was still gripping onto his mother's ass fat forcing his skin to start to stretch to accompany the increasing area of booty.

"Try dipping deeper Milly," Tiffany said.

Kyle yelped as he felt himself pull taunt as he reached his limit.

"A little more," Tiffany encouraged.

"NO MORE," Kyle groaned feeling his fabrics straining to hold the mass of flesh back.

"Hold that pose," Tiffany told Kyle's mother who followed the instructions.

Kyle cried out in pain as he felt every fiber in his being screaming from the stress being applied on all 1,000 threads of his body. Each one he could feel were just moments away from snapping and breaking. The pain was threaded through out his body as it screamed for release from this pain.

"10 more seconds," Tiffany told them.

10 more?! Kyle didn't know if he could last another second. The searing pain wouldn't let up as it felt like after the stretch was done he would never be able to return to his normal size. Kyle painfully counted the seconds until the stretch was done.

Kyle suddenly felt the pain slowly alleviate as his mom went back to an upright position which relaxed Kyle back to his normal shape. "Ok, next lets..." Tiffany continued as she went on with the exercises. Kyle didn't care, he was just glade that his mom was done with that stretch. Trying to calm his body down, Kyle continued to listen as Tiffany instructed Kyle's mom in what stretches to do and how to properly get the most out of them. Most of them were just leg stretching and other joints and muscles that didn't pertain to him. Kyle's mom followed whatever Tiffany was suggested for her to get her muscles ready for her work out.

"Ok last stretch," Tiffany said. Kyle couldn't see what was happen outside of the yoga pants he was stuck in, but he could hear Tiffany straining as she did some kind of stretch. "See if you can do this too Mrs. Tur... Sorry, Milly," Tiffany corrected herself again.

Kyle heard her mother huff, "You can't expect me to be able to do that, do you?"

"I'll help," Tiffany told her. "See how far you can go on your own." Kyle saw Tiffany walk up and stand behind his mother to offer support. "Ok, whenever you're ready," Tiffany spoke.

Kyle didn't know what they were about to do but he had a very bad feeling about this. Looking at Tiffany's body, Kyle knew she had to be very flexible and athletic. Whatever she proposed that his mother could do, he wasn't so sure.

"Here we go," Kyle's mom said out loud and started to bend her knees. Kyle saw the ground coming up face as his mother sat down and pressed him into the floor. Kyle had a sinking feeling in his body, as he was now pressed into the ground while his mother sat on top of him. Kyle could feel his new body starting to shift with his mother's movements as she started the stretch. That familiar tightness drew across Kyle's panty body as his body was starting to be drawn taunt again. The enormous legs that were in between what was both Kyle's legs and arm holes started to move to the sides. His mother was stretching out her legs. However, this wasn't the only part of the exercise as Kyle's mother was starting to lean forward too. Kyle felt every part of him scream in protest as his mother started to pull him apart at the seams. As her legs drew outward and she leaned forward, Kyle was pulled tighter to the point that he felt like he would split apart.

"This is as far ... as... I can go," Kyle's mother said straining from the stretch as she leaned forward the most she could and spread her legs to help stretch those muscles. Kyle too was straining from the pain of being stretched to his limit. Luckily this seemed the limit of his mother too.

"Do you feel that?"

"Yes," Kyle's mom responded. Kyle too felt a burning sensation throughout his being. Hopefully this didn't take too long cause it was really hurting right now and he wasn't sure how much longer he could last.

"Let's push it a little further, here," Tiffany said leaning forward.

"Wait," Both Kyle and his mom said at the same time.

However, Tiffany didn't listen as she pressed onto Milly's back in order for her to reach her full protentional on the stretch. Kyle watched as Tiffany helped his mother lean even further forward. He could feel himself stretching millimeter by millimeter as his mom was inched forward a smug. A little push there and Kyle felt another piece of his fabric stretching there. Kyle let out a painful wail as he felt himself ripping.

"Almost-"

There was a sharp tearing sound in the air. The tension on Kyle was too much as his threads reached it's threshold and ripped in half. Parts of his body were torn apart as material body snapped in certain areas. Kyle felt every broken strand and torn piece as his body was frayed from the extraneous pull on him.

"Oh no," Tiffany shouted. "I'm soooo sorry. I didn't-" Tiffany apologized as she let Kyle's mom up from the stretch.

Kyle's mom just let out a sigh of relief from the stretch being completed. "It's ok. Just work out undies," She said without a hint of regret. It wasn't just the words but the tone that she used, she really didn't care one little bit. It was as if he were disposable to her. Her own son... Kyle cried as he felt his torn body ache from the abuse.

"You sure, I don't mind buying you another pair," Tiffany offered.

"Oh honey, it's ok," Kyle's mom told her. "I'm just glad you helped limber me up," Kyle's mom continued. "I would hate to pull something." Kyle couldn't help but pick up on how she worded that. Was she taunting him? "I think I'm ready for my work out. Thank you so much for the warm up," She told Tiffany.

"Anytime Milly."

"I'll see you next week," Kyle's mom called out as Tiffany left her to continue her work out by herself. "Ok, now to work up a nice good sweat..."

Kyle was in literal hell right now. His mom was on a treadmill as she continued her rigorous workout. Kyle learned really fast that this was not going to be fun. His body was still sore from the rips and tears in them from the stretching, but now the real pain was coming. As his mother started her long journey of trying to burn off a weeks' worth of calories with Kyle along for the ride. The first few moments weren't bad, as all he had to deal with was the constant rubbing of his face up against his mother's butt cheeks, which he was used to now. However, as the workout went on and she started to pick up her pace, Kyle started to feel the temperature in the yoga pants starting to go up a few degrees. Each passing second the heat increased until it went from a mild discomfort to a sweltering blaze. The heat given off of Kyle's mother's body was trapped inside the pants, along with Kyle himself. The heat continued to rise as the workout continued leaving Kyle in an oven. Panting from the horrible heat, he was starting to feel his threading starting to burn from the Giantess body heat, it felt like he was going to catch on fire soon. This feeling didn't last too long as, Milly's body reacted as anyone's would and started to cool itself down. Kyle felt the first droplet touch him as it rolled down his mother's backside until it came in contact with Kyle's face. Kyle at first tasted it, the salty and bitter taste of sweat touched the tip of his tongue making him want to spit it out but was not capable. Just a few seconds later came the stinging irritation as if he got a droplet of sweat in his eyes right where the bead of sweat was absorbed. Kyle let out an annoyed sound at the small stinging sensation. Suddenly another droplet was absorbed into his body, giving him the same dirty salty taste and a mild burning sensation. It wasn't anything too bad, just very annoying that Kyle couldn't stop the small dews of sweat from running into him.

However, as the workout continued so did the sweat. The few droplets here and there slowly increased to a small dribble of constant sweat, that soon became a waterfall of burning salt water. The grimy sweat flowed down Kyle's mom's backside and right into him as he could do nothing but absorb it. Kyle's small annoyance quickly turned to raging pain. What was a mild stinging sensation soon became a surging storm of bees, as the sweat was absorbed into Kyle's body and spread throughout his form. The torrent of ass sweat made its way into Kyle's mouth/eyes burning both his tongue and eyes as he couldn't close any of them. Kyle let out a horrible cry for help as his mother continued her workout and perspiration. It wasn't long before Kyle was drenched in her mouthers butt moisture and every square inch of him was in a sweltering sauna filled with sweat. It was like Kyle was being drowned in a boiling ocean of sea water. Kyle was going mad from the raging temperature, briny taste, and harsh biting irritation caused by a simple run that his mother was doing.

Suddenly Kyle's mom spoke out loud, "Feel the burn. Oh yeah, that's the stuff."

Kyle wouldn't have thought anything of it, until she heard his mom chuckling to herself. She knew this was agony for him... And she was enjoying it!

"Another 3 miles and we might be half way done," She spoke again.

3 MILES?!

Kyle was in total despair as he realized his torment was not even close to being over...

Kyle was soaked in his mother's salty secretion. The briny bitter taste was so burnt into Kyle's tongue that he couldn't imagine any other taste than his mother's own sweat. The stinging burning sensation dulled to a constant annoying feeling that made his eyes water, if he had any that was. He felt so waterlogged that it felt like he drank a couple of gallons of water and then decided to continue to chug more. With the saline liquid coursing through him, Kyle lost track of time. It felt like eternity as he absorbed the foul water squirted out of his mother's pores. The constant vibration of her jiggling cheeks rubbing up against Kyle offered no reprieve as she made her way through the last mile of her workout. Finishing up her final mile on the treadmill, Kyle's mom slowed her run down to a mild jog as she tried to steady her heart rate and give her muscles a slow cool down period. Wrapping up her workout, Kyle's mom looked at the time. She had to get going soon, her son would be done with school and would need to be picked up.

Heading to the locker room, Kyle's mother made her way to her locker to pick up her stuff and head out.

Kyle was soaking wet as his mother walked into the locker room. Which every step she took, Kyle could feel some of the liquid ooze out of him due to his body being compressed and pulled by those shapely cheeks. They made their way toward the locker that held whatever it was that Kyle's mom had stowed away. Just as she was about to retrieve her items there was a low grumbling sound.

"Oh," Kyle's mom said out loud.

Kyle started to cry when he realized it had to be more gas on its way. How right he was. There was a whispering burst of a stench blown right into Kyle's nose as his mother ripped a nice juicy one right there in the locker room.

"Nothing like a good work out to stimulate the gut, right?"

Kyle didn't say a word.

"Oh, yeah," Kyle's mom said patting her gut filling the air with the sound of her stomach getting a few pats. Kyle was dragged along as his mother walked into the bathroom portion of the locker room. "I know how much you pervs like to watch a woman use the bathroom. So, today is your lucky day," Kyle's mom told him. Kyle whimpered at the tone that she used. This wasn't going to be good.

They both entered a stall and locked it. Kyle felt sick to his stomach, or what he thought was his stomach, at what he was about to witness. Suddenly the dimmed-out lights were shinnying bright when the pants that surrounded him suddenly dropped. Kyle was now free to get fresh air. He never felt more relived and happy in his life as he got a whiff of fresh and untainted air. The fresh air quickly evaporated by another fart that smelled possible worse than any other fart today. The stench was so godawful that Kyle thought he was being shit on. It was only a sign that his mother really needed to use the restroom.

"I better hurry before it's too late," Kyle's mother said out loud to him.

Kyle felt his world spin around as his mother turned around. Kyle was able to see the toilet below him as his mother prepared to use it. Just as quickly as she turned around, did Kyle feel himself finally get pulled off his mother's butt. He fell to the floor with the yoga pants between the legs of his mother as she plopped her booty down on that white throne. Kyle could only stare up between the enormous pillars that he was stuck between. Even in the state he was in right now, he couldn't help but feel lost by the sheer size his mother was compared to him. A true giantess towering above him without a care about him. Kyle looked up his mother's towering legs as he laid on the floor. There was a grunt and an echoing toot that filled the toilet just above him. Kyle's mom grunted again followed by a torrent sound of splashing as objects collided with water in a violent flurry. Kyle felt horrified and disgusted by the putrid sound of masses of waste spurting out of the goddess above as all could be heard in the small stall. Kyle did his best not to think about it but the sounds that his mother was making both from her mouth and lower mouth, filled his mind. The torrent of filth that wouldn't stop spewing out filled the air with its atrocious sounds.

Finally, after a while Kyle hear his mother let out an enormous sigh, "Ooooh yeah. That's much better." Kyle was disgusted by his mother's actions. She continued to sit on top of the toilet after releasing her built up load. Kyle wasn't sure what she was doing until he heard the sounds of her phone being used. His mother was doing something with her phone while she sat on the toilet. Still laying on the floor, Kyle wondered when he would be reprieved from his torment. It wouldn't be long before he was pulled back up to his mother's ass and-

Out of nowhere, Kyle felt a weird tingling sensation go through his body. Kyle couldn't see it but he felt it, as his body was now changing shape. He felt himself starting to compress as his larger body was starting to shrink to a new size. Every torn fabric was stitched together as Kyle's mode was now transforming into something else. It was only a matter of seconds until it stopped, but when the changing was done, Kyle knew that he wasn't the same pair of panties as before. Just as Kyle was questioning it, he saw his mother's face come into view.

"I shouldn't waste any toilet paper when I have someone like you to help me out." Kyle questioned what his mom was saying, that was until she started to stand up without wiping. What was she doing? As she was standing directly above him, Kyle looked up at the towering giantess that didn't seem bothered by the fact that she hadn't cleaned herself off yet. "Pucker up," his mom suddenly said. It wasn't until she reached down and grabbed Kyle by his sides that he finally figured out what she was doing. Kyle let out a scream for mercy as he was being pulled upward toward the rear end that hadn't seen a scrap of paper to clean itself up with. Kyle started to smell the horrible scent as he grew nearer. To Kyle's horror he finally figured out what he was changed into as he found his new-found body slide up his mother's crack and pulled deep into the valley between her buttchecks. Kyle was now a thong as he found himself slipping between the two large boulders of flesh. However, Kyle's ascension didn't end there as he was pulled closer to the center of the smell. Kyle heard a deep laughter from outside of his prison as his face was growing closer to the center of the stench. Before Kyle could prepare himself, his face slammed into his mother's puckered butthole which hadn't been cleaned from her last bowel movement. Kyle felt his face rub up against the filthy hole that still had waste attached to it. The muck instantly rubbed off onto Kyle as he felt his face smear into the filth. His mother made sure to dig him in good, as she gripped Kyle's sidings and gave him a good couple of tugs which only dragged Kyle into the dung. Kyle was horrified by the texture of the shit he was pressed up against. The flavor of the dung filled his mouth or what was his mouth. The bitter flavor told Kyle everything about what his mother had for dinner the other night.

His mother didn't even bother to say anything else as she quickly yanked up her pants and flushed the toilet, leaving Kyle to deal with her mess. Kyle screamed and cried as his face smeared whatever leftovers that was still there all over the place and into what was his new mouth. He couldn't help but gag at the disgusting taste, as his mother was completely aware to the torment she was dealing directly to him. Kyle was totally at his mom's mercy, but she wasn't giving any.

"Make sure you clean up my butthole. Make it nice and clean," Kyle's mom said laughing as she headed out of the stall with Kyle wedged up and grinding against her dirty anus.

To clarify what she meant, she started to walk forward. The momentum from the walking forced Kyle to rub up and down with his mother's steps as he could do nothing but slide his face into the filth as he inevitably removed a small layer of gunk at a time. For every step a little more would come off the soiled anus and meld into Kyle's very being. The taste pierced his senses, as the foul after taste of his mom's scraps filled his mouth. Kyle couldn't see it, but he could feel it, as the waste was slowly smeared into him as he flossed his mother's backside with every step she took.

"It's been so long since I got to play with one of you guys," Kyle's mom said out loud to him. "Don't worry, this is just the beginning. I have all weekend to play with you. Trust me, if you think this is bad," Kyle's mom said pausing for a split second. She gave a soft grunt. Kyle felt a blast of hot gas get farted into his face directly as he was in contact with the source. Kyle was horrified at the disgusting smell that bite into him. Not only that but when the asshole started to close, Kyle felt himself get nabbed by the puckered anus as if it was trying to devour him. He felt himself get dragged in ever so slightly as the anus nibbled on his soiled fabric. Kyle felt more filth assault him from the inside of the unclean rectum. As bad as it was outside his mother's bowels, the inside was so much worse. The direct source of the unfiltered gasses and still stewing gunk from her previous load was everywhere. Kyle could do nothing but beg for his mom to save him from this new hell. Kyle's mom only let out a chuckle as she continued her teasing, "You haven't seen nothing yet." Laughing at her own cruel taunt and actions, she continued her business not even giving Kyle the courteous to pull him out of her hungry butt. She left him there to be butt munched, until she was satisfied. However long that might be...