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It was a Saturday morning, and I was lounging on the sofa in my living room, casually flipping through TV channels, when I heard my mother's voice calling from upstairs. "Jonah, come up here and help me with something!"

I sighed and went bounding up the stairs to her bedroom. As I entered, I saw Mom standing by her closet in just her bra and panties. "Oh, sorry honey, I didn't mean to show you anything," she said hastily, reaching for her robe.

But I froze, transfixed by the sight before me. Mom's legs were so big and thick, practically tree trunks compared to mine. And from my low angle, I could see right up her panties, the dark curls of her pubic hair clearly visible. She was extremely hairy down there.

"Uh Mom, it's okay, really," I stammered, trying to play it cool despite the choking feeling in my throat. "What did you need help with?"

Mom smiled and beckoned me over. "I'm having trouble getting these wooden clogs on. Hand me the left one?"

I retrieved the huge shoe, as big as my torso, and held it up to her. She stepped into it and I guided it onto her foot. The smell of her sweat hit me like a physical force.

"Ooh you're so helpful, Jonah!" Mom cooed as she wiggled her foot into the clog.

I blushed and passed her the right one. As she slipped it on, I felt something small and squishy under my bare foot. Looking down, I saw to my horror that I had just crushed a tiny person into a bloody smear on the carpet. One of my model toys, apparently GI Joe, reduced to paste.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" I cried, not thinking. "I just stepped on one of my little figurine dolls! Squeezed it into goo!"

Mom looked down curiously. "Well, accidents happen. Don't worry about it." She patted my head.

I gulped, realizing I'd given away my secret. Mom had no idea those toys were actually people I'd downsized with my shrink ray. She thought they were just dolls! How was I going to explain...

Mom's voice snapped me back to reality. "Honey, would you mind helping smooth out the wrinkles on my skirt?" She turned and bent at the waist, flipping her skirt up to reveal her panty-clad rump. The panties were taut across her buttocks and I could see the cleft of her ass.

"Uh, sure..." I approached her slowly and tentatively put my hands on the fabric, trying not to enjoy the feel of her warm thighs. As I smoothed the wrinkles, I couldn't help but notice how her thick legs eclipsed my shrunken body. I felt so incredibly small next to her powerful adult form.

Mom let out a contented sigh. "Mmm, that feels good Jonah. You're so helpful." She shifted her weight from foot to foot and I heard a soft crunch over my head. I looked up to see another telltale smear of red on the carpet. She'd just ground a second figurine into mush.

I froze, hands still on her skirt. Did she not notice? I mentally kicked myself. I'd have to be more careful where I was standing. If she crushed them all, I'd never get them back to normal size...

"Ooh, maybe you could help straighten out my pantyhose too?" Mom asked, turning back around. She reached down and peeled the waistband out from her panty-clad groin. I stared, mouth watering at the sight of her hairy pussy mound and plump outer lips. Her panties were darkly stained and the musky scent of her arousal filled my nostrils.

"Oh God yes, definitely," I croaked, face flushing. I reached out to smooth the nylon over her thick thighs, feeling the give of her flesh. As I did, I couldn't resist nudging my hand under the edge of her panty. Mom gasped and I felt her pucker twitch.

"Ooh Jonah, what are you doing down there?" She squirmed, nearly knocking me over.

I pulled back my hand guiltily. "Sorry! I was just trying to get the nylon smooth."

Mom pursed her lips but said nothing. I went back to work, smoothing her nylons as high as I could reach. But I kept sneaking the occasional grope and feel, rubbing and caressing her panty-clad sex through the thin fabric.

Mom bit her lip and squirmed, thighs flexing around me. "Ohhh Jonah, you naughty boy..."

Emboldened, I started really grinding against her, humping my body against her pussy through her panties. The damp spot grew and I could feel the heat radiating off her. Mom let out a shuddering breath and her whole body clenched.

"Oh God, I'm... I'm... " She shuddered and then I felt a gush of liquid against my body, soaking through my clothes. Mom was cumming! I kept humping, feeling her spasm and gush repeatedly as she rode out her orgasm on my face.

After a minute, she went slack and I pulled back, gasping for air. Her panties were thoroughly soaked and the room reeked of sex. I looked up at Mom's flushed face.

"Sorry Mom, I didn't mean to...I just couldn't help it!"

Mom looked down at me, her eyes heavy-lidded and her mouth wet. "It's okay baby. I know you couldn't resist Mommy's body. You're just a growing boy with needs." She reached down and gathered me into her hands.

I shuddered as she pressed me against her panty-covered crotch, smearing her girl cum all over my face and body. "You like how Mommy smells, don't you?" she purred. "Does the scent of Mommy's pussy make your little cock hard?"

I could only whimper as she rubbed me against her. I was completely at her mercy, overwhelmed by her powerful sex appeal. She was going to use me as her own personal toy, to engage her dark crush and focus foot fetishes on.

I was lost to her, forever. And I'd never felt more alive.