Mr. Marvolo's Amazing Shrinking Solution
#5 of Pre 2016 Akira Commissions
When a son has an odd obsession with seeing his MILF of a mother in the nude, he resorts to an online site that claims it will give him a 'new perspective of the world'. Of course... he never expected to see quite as much of his mother...
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Incest, Unbirthing, Micro.
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Commission for Hippiewerewolf Hippiewerewolf - Written in 2012
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You could say that Jack wasn't your average, run-of-the-mill child. It could have been the fact that he was eighteen years old and wasn't interested in getting a girlfriend... or perhaps the fact that the prior statement was only true because it was much easier to look up porn on the internet than to bother with asking someone to date him. It could have been because he loved to sunbathe and tan beside the in-ground pool in his backyard. Alone, that wasn't such an odd statement - when you added to it the fact that he enjoyed doing such things because his mother would come prancing outside to swim with her D-sized breasts stuffed perfectly into a C-sized bikini top... well, you began to understand as to why Jack wasn't your average fox.
It didn't help that his mother was of the flirtatious nature. She had been that way for years, since his father had left. She hadn't gotten a boyfriend after her divorce... and the lack of sexual attention had caused the woman quite a bit of sexual frustration. It came out sometimes in the teasing way that she spoke to her son, or (at least in Jack's eyes) the way that her breasts bounced when she jogged out to the pool. She would swim for hours, come out and lay beside him on one of the beach chairs, and just smile the whole time. Jack could hardly stand it - he wanted nothing more than to see the breasts that were barely contained in the bathing suit, to see her firm, full ass that was perfectly outlined by the same material. Yeah... call him strange, call him an internet pervert... but one thing that you also needed to call Jack when you were looking at a list of names for him was...
Determined.
One night he simply made up his mind that he wanted to watch his mother more closely. He wanted to see her when she changed into her bathing suit. He wanted to watch and see if she did anything more interesting at the time that she was alone -- maybe he was a voyeur, but he was okay with that.
The easier solution would have been for him to simply figure out a way to hide in one of the rooms that she changed in. However, though she was frustrated and playful, his mother was also quite perceptive when it came to noticing things around her. He had a feeling that if he were hidden behind the curtains, he would be caught. After all, he wanted to get a nice view of what was going on, not a teeny peek every now and then. Since his house didn't have any paintings with the eye - holes cut out, he had a feeling that he was going to have to figure something else out.
It was that need to figure out something that took him to the internet - surfing the web seemed to be the easiest way to come up with solutions to Jack, whether it be the solution of his horniness, or a solution on how to see his mother naked. After hours of clicking, he had somehow wandered into what he had dubbed the 'strange side of the internet'... and it was here that his solution was found.
At first, he didn't know whether to believe it. The page labeled, "Mr. Marvolo's Amazing Shrinking Solution" seemed to be nothing more than a hoax. There was something about it, however... something that caught his attention and made him think that maybe, just maybe... there was some truth to what he was looking at. He couldn't find testimonies, or anything else of the sort. There was nothing but the page, with the promise of being able to 'experience the world from a whole new level'... the ring of that statement continued to pulse through his head, with each and every beat of his heart... until finally Jack simply filled out the form and pressed the order button.
"Your package will arrive within 3 - 5 business days."
That message stayed on his screen, and Jack couldn't help but wonder if he had purchased something that was really going to help him out with his little problem or not. Either way, it gave him peace of mind for the moment to know that he had done something to help himself out. If, in 3 - 5 business days, he found out that the solution was nothing more than a scam, he would know that he needed to figure out a new method of attack. Until then...
Well, until then he could fantasize about how amazing it was going to be to hide on his mother's body and watch as she went about her day...
It was a nondescript brown package. To look at it, you wouldn't think that it was anything extraordinary. It didn't have any markings, or a return address. All that the package had was a square, white label with Jack's name and address. Just looking at it made him wonder if there was anything in it. Still, there was something about the small cardboard package that held an air of mystery to it. There was something about it that told him that it was going to work.
He could almost feel how aroused he was going to become when he could watch his mother change!
He darted up the stairs and into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. His mother was about due for her scheduled daily swim, and he knew that she was going to come into the bathroom to put on her bathing suit. Sitting down on the counter in case the solution actually worked, Jack ripped open the package. Inside was a tube... nothing more, nothing less. The liquid was clear, and for all the world it looked like water. Giving a small shrug, Jack picked it up and popped the lid off of it. It made a tiny little sound, and then there was nothing. It had no smell...
Looking at it one more time, Jack brought the bottle to his lips and gulped it down. There was no taste to it, though there was an odd aftertaste, as though he had drunk something that had clung to the back of his throat. He couldn't make out what it was... but after a moment, he was less concerned with the taste at the back of his throat, and more concerned with the fact that his stomach felt as though it were on fire. He wanted to scream out, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out. With wide eyes, Jack twisted on the counter, hands coming to wrap tight around his abdomen. It was the oddest sensation, but he could almost feel something inside of his body ready to boil over.
For a moment, Jack had the sense of mind to think that it would be rather ironic if he had managed to poison himself because he had the desire to see his mother nude... however, his sense of mind seemed to slip away as a numbness spread throughout his entire body. There was no more pain... in truth, there was no more of anything. There was only the sensation that everything about him was changing, and he could do nothing to stop it.
Every nerve in his body held that numb feeling, and for a moment he felt as though he were falling, because the ceiling was getting further and further away. It took him a few moments to realize that such was not the case. When he twisted to look behind him, he saw that what was different was the size of his body. He shrank smaller... smaller... smaller. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Though Jack had bought the solution hoping that it would work, there was a large part of him that thought that there was no way possible that it ever would. It was that part of him that caused his face to stare in shock at the mirror as everything around him grew enormously large... and he?
He grew to the size of a damn dildo meant to be stored in a woman's purse. His lips parted into a rather wicked grin, and he turned back on the counter. He couldn't believe it! It had worked! Now he would be able to see his mother in all of her glory! All that he had to do was find a good place to hide, and then...
However, he didn't have any more time to calculate, because the bathroom door started to open. In a quick move of desperation, he dove for the clothes basket that was right by the sink. He managed to wrap himself up in a towel so that he could peek out as his mother entered the bathroom. True to form, her bathing suit was in hand... and true to form, Jack's hand quickly slipped between his legs to massage his already aching cock. He couldn't believe it! He was going to get to see her! This was going to be perfect!
Molly seemed absolutely oblivious to the fact that her son was staring at her with a perfect vantage point from the dirty clothing basket. She was humming in a nonchalant manner, and cast a small look at herself in the mirror. Jack could see exactly what she saw.... she was such a milf - she didn't look like she was 36. Her glasses were slipping down her nose as they were often inclined to do, and the small little smile on her face told him that she didn't care about it. Her hips were so perfect... round... and her breasts were so full. He couldn't believe that such a sexy creature could be his mother - how could he be at fault for wanting to see her nude? How could he when she looked like that every single day, in and out!?
It seemed as though he wasn't going to have to wait very long for his reward - Molly quickly put her hands to the hem of her shirt and lifted up. He was lucky that he was so small, because the gasp that escaped Jack's throat should have warned his mother of the fact that there was a peeping Tom. She noticed nothing, however, and Jack was rewarded with the gorgeous view of a sexy, black lace bra that adorned his mother's figure. He gave a low moan, and his hand on his cock showed perfectly as to how aroused he already was. He was treated to an even better sight, however, as his mother's hands made quick work of the fastenings on her skirt. The material spilled down her legs, and he saw that her underwear matched her bra - black lace, see-through. The lips of her pussy were visible just beneath the fabric, and another low and aroused groan escaped Jack's lips.
She was so damn sexy!
He didn't know if he was going to be able to contain himself as his mother's hand came up to her back and she began to unfasten her bra. He could almost hear it as each hinge gave a snap. And then another snap... and with a final snap, the material loosened, and her ample breasts spilled forward as the black lace was pulled from her body.
Her nipples were perfect, round, perky. They were hard from the cool air of the bathroom, and Molly actually gave a little shiver, rubbing them for a moment as she did so. Jack couldn't stand himself... he squirmed and writhed within the clothes basket, and working at his cock beneath his jeans. He had never seen anything so sexy in his entire life! All of the fantasies as she played in the pool in front of him couldn't even begin to live up to what he was seeing now. And as her black thong was slid down her legs, he thought that his tiny body was going to simply explode!
Her pussy was perfect, lips full and little clit glistening for a moment as she bent over to pick up her bathing suit that she had laid on the top of the toilet lid. Her ass was full, round, peeking perfectly at him from beneath her tail. He couldn't believe it. Jack was sure that he had to have the hottest mother on the entire planet... and he was getting to see her nude. As though she knew she was giving someone a show, she stretched for a moment, giving a small little moan as she did so. Her hands smoothed down along her body, stopping to massage her breasts for a moment since they were free of her bra. She gave another tiny moan, and when she opened her eyes, Jack could see that there was more than simple relaxation in her gaze. Just touching herself had caused some arousal, and seeing that made his day complete. Maybe if he continued to watch her, he would get to see when she...
He nearly cursed as she began putting on her swimsuit. It was nothing less than a crying shame for that perfect body to be covered up. However, it was still quite sensual to see that black bathing suit clinging to her body; from his vantage point, Jack could still see the outline of her pussy against the material. A loud groan escaped him as his hand continued to work his cock... and it was this groan above all others that ruined his cover.
"What?" Molly's eyes had shifted to the clothes basket, and Jack was mortified to see that the upper part of his body had peeked out of the towel in his eagerness to see his mother nude. Her eyes widened, her glasses nearly slipping from her face, and her voice spilled out in half confusion, half shock. "Jack?"
Before he could do anything (though what could he have really done in this situation?) his mother had plucked him from the clothes basket and was gingerly holding him in front of her face. "What in the world, Jack? How did this... how did you..." She didn't seem to be able to form coherent sentences. He was only lucky that his pants were baggy enough to cover up the boner that was still evident on his frame. At least she wouldn't know that he had been masturbating to the sight of her nude body. He tried for an innocent expression, and was shocked at how his voice sounded so small when he spoke.
"It was a prank, Mom. My friends gave me something, and it did this to me. They told me that it would wear off in a few days," That was a lie, Jack had read on the site that the little mixture would last until he drank the other bottle that had come in the package. "I didn't know what to tell you, so I came in here to hide." He closed his eyes, as though worried about her reaction. What he didn't expect to hear was a warm laugh spilling through the air.
"Jackie, you're absolutely adorable. I've never seen anything so cute in my entire life." He was brought forward, and he felt his mother's warm lips nearly covering his entire face as she gave him the tiniest of pecks. He felt that warmth spread throughout his entire body, and had to force his already aroused cock not to simply explode in orgasm. Molly gave another chuckle bringing Jack back so that she could look at him. "You know though that I can't let you out of my sight, right?"
Was he hearing this correctly? Not only was she not screaming at him, but she wanted to keep him with her? This was just turning out too perfectly. He gave a small nod, as though he did understand, and simply held on to his mother's large hand.
"I wouldn't want to you end up getting hurt somewhere while you're so small. No... I think I'll keep you..." And absentmindedly, without thought of what she was really doing, Molly brought her son and let him rest between her cleavage. It was the perfect place - he fit, he wasn't slipping or sliding... and he was in heaven surrounded by the warm, soft mounds. He cuddled in before she changed her mind. "There, that works! Now then, who wants to go swimming?!"
Jack just couldn't believe his luck. This was turning out to be the best day of his life.
It had been the best day of his life. Jack had no doubt about that... his mother had been careful in the pool and played with him, splashing round in the water and letting him use her breasts as the best floatie that a boy could ask for. She had fallen asleep while sunbathing afterward, and Jack had been left in the perfect bed of her cleavage. It was only after she was sound asleep that he let himself begin to touch her. His hands worked over the smoothness of her breasts, playing against the skin. If he leaned just enough, he could feel the edge of her nipple, so perfect. The more that he touched, the perkier she seemed to become... until he heard the first sound of a soft moan escaping her throat. Her hands moved, and he was afraid that she was going to swat at him...
That was not the case.
Her hand moved to her breast, working and massaging it over the fabric of her bathing suit. He looked up and saw that his mother's eyes had opened for a moment. However, she seemed to have completely forgotten that her son was with her, because she worked at her breasts as she would have in private. "Mmm... yeah..."
He even saw her give a quick glance to the door, as though to check if he were inside. When she seemed satisfied with his absence, she laid her head back and closed her eyes. Jack did the best that he could not to move - after all, if he could be present for this, he didn't know how he would need anything else for the rest of his life. This was so sexy... so sensual... he couldn't believe that he was lucky enough to be here for it. He lay perfectly still, and got to watch as Molly's hand slipped behind her back, untying her bathing suit so that her full breasts were once more exposed. This time, however, she didn't simply grope them for a moment. Her hand came forward, and between forefinger and thumb, she rolled her nipple.
That touch seemed to incense something inside of her. She gave a groan, back arching, and her other hand came up so that she could give each breast the same attention. She worked and massaged them, rolling her nipples, playing with her breasts, and in the process jostling Jack around between the soft and velvety mounds. He was in heaven. It was so hard, it was also difficult for him not to move his own hand down and start masturbating while she was touching herself. It grew even harder as she released one of her breasts and started to glide her hand slowly down her taut stomach, through her fur, until she came to her pussy. The fox was unsure as to whether he was going to be able to contain himself as his mother's hand disappeared beneath her bathing suit bottom. He could swear that he heard it as her fingers slid between her perfect folds... the sound of moisture, of one finger gliding in and out inside of her slowly, lifting up to circle at her clit.
Jack was so hard that he was dizzy... and Molly still hadn't noticed him. Her hand was working at her body now in an almost fevered manner. He could see his mother's frustrations, and the extreme lack of sex that she had been having... it showed in the way that she touched herself, the way that she moaned, and the way that her back arched. And, to his horror, the way that her eyes suddenly flew open as she looked down her frame to pull her bottoms off. She was halfway through getting them from her frame when she noticed the small fox nuzzled between her breasts.
For a moment, he was frightened that she was going to become angry. Her hand moved, she picked him up, but to his surprise, she didn't stop with her motions. Her bottoms were slipped off and tossed aside, and before Jack actually had any time to realize what was happening, he was being moved down her body, held in her hand like the perfect little pocket-sized dildo that he had compared himself to earlier. He only had a second to get a gasp of air before he was being pushed inside of the glistening hole of his mother's vagina. This was a closer look than he had ever hoped to get - he could see the way that the moisture from her arousal clung to her lips, he could see her clit, swollen and ready... and that was all that he saw, because he was then shoved inside of her.
She was so tight, and it was so dark and wet inside of her. He was clung to at all sides by her warmth, and for a moment, he almost screamed in fear. Though he had wanted to see his mother masturbate, this was just a little bit too close for comfort. However, Molly gave a low scream of pleasure that he could hear reverberate all around him, and then pulled his body out of her frame. Jack had a moment to take a gasping breath before he was pushed back inside of her. This time, he was ready for it... and this time, he began to realize that it wasn't a completely unpleasant sensation. He was inside of his mother's perfect vagina. His hands glided along her wet walls, and the sensation caused Molly to scream again in pleasure. Jack actually let his tongue come out, licking along her cunt as she pulled him out again.
Molly gave a low groan, and began to push him in and out of her at a faster rate, so that he only had a moment to catch a breath and look up - he saw that her other hand was working at her clit, fingers circling and pinching, flicking it back and forth. Her breath was already coming in quicker gasps, as though the erotic sensation of this was pushing her closer to orgasm faster than anything else possibly could have. Jack's hips were thrusting, his cock working against her hand from beneath his pants, so that his own arousal was practically soaring through the roof. Molly continued to work him inside of her, pushing him deeper and deeper, until she only had hold of his body from his knees down, and it was only Jack keeping himself straight that kept her from breaking him.
Her concern for her son seemed to have been washed away in the wake of her pleasure. All that she cared about was reaching orgasm, and though it was still frightening, Jack was only too pleased to help her. In and out, and he could feel the first pulsing of her body, the first little quiver that warned that she was getting closer to orgasm. He could tell by the way that she was breathing, by the wild look in her gaze... by the way that her clit seemed to swell more and more. Jack couldn't believe that he was going to be inside of his mother as she came! Her back arched, and she moved him faster and faster, so that there was suddenly no time to look at anything - there was only time to concentrate on timing his breathing so that he didn't suffocate inside of her tight and clenching pussy.
Though she had been moaning the entire time, her moans were changing. They were growing louder, coming faster and faster... and when she began to scream, Jack realized that something was about to happen. Her hands let him go, and she shoved him completely inside of her, letting his legs go so that he slid completely into her pussy. He panicked, struggling with all of his might to get out. Thrashing, kicking... and that seemed to only bring Molly to the height that she needed.
He could feel the walls of her vagina clenching around him as she orgasmed. It was almost too tight - it almost squeezed his breath out of him. The clenching worked him back, and he had to fight to stay near her opening... that fight seemed to only bring her to a higher plateau of pleasure... he wanted to scream, he wanted to do something... but what could he do? It was pitch black, hot, tight... and each shuddering clench seemed to drag him further and further back into his mother's vagina, as though it was an ironic end to him. He was birthed from this channel, and now he was going to be unbirthed because of his lecherous thoughts. Still... though he didn't want to admit it, the fear spurred something - he could feel his own cock burst with pleasure, soak through his pants - the fear in tandem with the tight pulsing and the erotica of being inside of his mother was too much for Jack.
As she came, he came as well... and mother and son together screamed out in pure pleasure as orgasm swept through them. Jack, in the wake of that pleasure, in tandem with a particularly tight squeeze from his mother's pussy as the last of her orgasm spilled forward, fainted.... he was lost to blackness, and he could only think of one thing as he passed out.
If there was ever a way to go....
He didn't know how long he was out... he only knew that when he opened his eyes, there was light. Either he was in Heaven or...
"Jackie!" His mother's voice was concerned. He had been stripped bare and wrapped up in a washcloth like an oversized towel. "I was worried that you weren't going to wake up for a minute. I'm sorry sweetie, next time I'll be more careful."
Jack had to shake his head for a moment. He was alive... his mother hadn't let him die. But... still, her sentence, "Next time?"
She gave a small grin and chuckled, lifting him up from the table to hold him close to her face. "That was the best lay that I've had in years... why in the world would I give that up?" She grinned and brought him back down, pushing him between her cleavage again. Jack couldn't believe it... she was... she wanted to...
"Oh, Mom..." He cuddled tighter into her breasts. If it meant almost dying to get to do that every day? It was so worth it.
"So..." She chuckled, adjusting him slightly in her cleavage as she did so... the vulpine female laughed, sitting back on the couch, "How long did you say your condition was going to last?"
And Jack, for the first time in his life, was happy to confess a lie to his mother, "For as long as you'd like."
However, she was one step ahead of him. In her hands was the package from the bathroom, and he saw the other tube of liquid. She glanced at it for a moment, and then tucked it away carefully in her purse. "I don't think we'll be needing this any time soon, hm?"
Jack couldn't believe his luck. He could still smell his mother's pussy on his entire body... and he was going to get to pleasure her over and over again. There wasn't anything better than his life at that moment, at least not to him.
And he owed it all to Mr. Marvolo's Amazing Shrinking Solution...