Your mother was such a beautiful lady. She was 38 years old, had short blond hair, and was 6'2". She was also extremely curvy. Her buttcheeks were quite literally the size of watermelons as well as her breasts. Since she was a yoga instructor, you often saw her curves defined perfectly. Her beauty was extraordinary and her curves only exclaimed her beauty. Despite this, however, she was a modest woman. You never saw her nude and she did her best to conceal herself. She was, after all, a mother which meant that she needed to keep her composure for her children and be a proper role model. However, being a young 14 year old boy, you couldn't help but sometimes glance at her. You weren't trying to see her nude or do anything inappropriate, but you were just curious what she was hiding behind the clothing. One day while your mother was at work, you quickly went to her closet and grabbed a pair of her used underwear from the laundry basket. You examined them and noticed a clear imprint of something there. You then realized that this was clearly her vagina imprint as a result of having a camel-toe all day. Ashamed, you threw the underwear back in the laundry basket and swore to never do such a thing again. Suddenly, you heard the door open as your mother arrived home from work. You greeted her and began to ask how her day was. She explained that her day was good and then mentioned that she brought home Panda Express. She began unwrapping the food when she asked you to go to her room and bring her some of her favorite lotion so that she can clean her face. Without hesitation, you went to her room and searched for the lotion. You couldn't find the specific lotion she was looking for, but found some "Gummy Liquid" instead. You figured that it was probably close to what she was looking for and decided to give it to her. Before you left, you also decided to grab one for yourself. As soon as you gulped it down, you could feel your whole body shrink and get tiny. You were absolutely terrified and did not know what was going on. You thought this was a complete dream. You only realized that you were not dreaming once you felt the bottle fall down on you. After much squirming to get out, you could finally stand up. You only then realized that this liquid was what your mother used to inject into food. This liquid helped shrink down food to the size of a penny so that you can eat it in one bite while still maintaining the same amount of nutrients. You had to think quick. Your mother was expecting you. You began by yelling her name, Jenna. After you got no response, you tried calling her mother to see if there could be some connection between the two of you. Yet again, there was no response. You began to panic after realizing that she was likely on her way and that you could be crushed underneath her feet. Since you were on the ground right now, you decided that you should probably go to higher ground. You began climbing the bed until you reached the very top. Only then could you see the laundry that was laying right on the bed. You figured that in order to prevent being crushed to death, it is best to hide in the pile of laundry. You began squirming between the clothing when you noticed a pair of underwear. You knew that your mother likely did not sleep with underwear on her so you decided your best chance was to hide inside there. You also figured that since they are clean, it is likely a safe and cozy place to be. Climbing into the underwear, you were quite embarrassed. Never in your life would you imagine that you would be laying inside a grown woman's underwear. You laid right in the center where her vagina would likely go. Just then, you could hear your mother walking into the room, calling your name. When she got no response, she noticed the clothes and begin to put them away. When you saw her face, you got up and raised your hands while yelling her name. Despite all of your effort, she packed you away and put you into her dresser. She closed the dresser for the last time and you were stuck for good in her underwear. Now you were starting to panic. What if she doesn't notice me in the morning? What will I do then? What if she...no...she can't...would she really, really put me on without seeing me? These were the thoughts that remained in your head while you slowly dazed into a deep sleep. You were woken up in the morning by the sound of footsteps. You realized that now your fate was about to occur. You slowly saw light appear and quickly saw your mother's face. She was staring down at her underwear and was deciding which one to wear. Her hand was just above you. It was now too late. Right as she was going to grab you, her hand moved to another pair and grabbed that pair instead. She put on the underwear and moved around the room some more as she was getting ready. You were relieved on a level you never thought could be possible. You couldn't even imagine what could have happened to you. Luckily, you didn't see your mother naked. Your eyes were still pure. As you were thinking these thoughts, you could hear your mother say, "these are dirty" to herself. She came back to you, and picked you up. Your life began to flash before your eyes. You could not think this was happening to you. Since you were wrapped up inside her underwear, she could not notice you. Just then, she unwrapped the underwear, put her legs through, and slowly brought you up. This whole time you were closing your eyes in fear. But right at the last 4 seconds you couldn't help but open. All you saw above you was your mother's vagina in a thick forest of hair. You tried to somehow move, but it was too late. She brought you up and you made your first contact with your mother's private area. Your head was right at her pee-hole and your feet were right at the front of her vagina. You tried to squirm around and move, but you were absolutely stuck. You could feel your mother moving and putting on more clothes. Just then, it became darker and you knew that she put on her yoga pants. She made her way downstairs to the kitchen and plopped down at the table to eat. As she was taking her time with her breakfast meal, you were trying to process everything. You were now inside your mother's underwear with your face fully strapped to where her pee is supposed to come out from. Her hairs were fully around you. Your hands were stretching upwards and hugging/grabbing the walls of her vagina while your feet were upwards at the front. Your back was sunken down into her underwear and your head was somewhat inside her vagina. The smell was absolutely horrific. You could smell the pee that either remained from her toilet usage early in the morning or the pee that awaited for later in the day. Either way, you were doomed and at the mercy of your mother. Your mother got up from the table, said goodbye to the rest of your family, and went in the car to leave for work. After arriving at work, she entered the locker room to prepare herself. Despite the rocking motion of everything around you, you were completely still and confined to the center of her underwear. You realized how humiliating it was. You were such a good student with many hopes and aspirations and now you were at the bottom of your mom's underwear without her knowledge. Your only purpose now was to collect all her pee and to support her vagina. Before entering the main gym area, she pulled her pants up. This pulled you up directly into her vagina. Now your whole body was engulfed by the walls and you could fully smell, taste, and see her pee. Just after a few minutes, you rapidly were pulled away and could see her whole vagina, then her butt, then her face, and then...the toilet. She was on the toilet with you pulled down along with her pants and underwear. You knew that this was your chance to escape before things became more serious, if they were not already serious enough. You began to move up but found it very difficult due to the sticky situation you were in. Right as you crawled on your back a tad bit upwards, you felt yourself being pulled up once again. This time, you could see another one of her body parts. You saw her backside getting closer to you rather than her vagina. Out of nowhere, you saw a large anus open up and invite you in. As bad as the vagina situation was, you would gladly accept that any day before this one. You tried backing away or moving, but your head was brought up to her anus faster and faster. You saw the pink ring as well as the small dots around the anus getting bigger and bigger before it fully engulfed your face. Your head was now touching her anus and your feet were at the very back of her vagina, barely touching her peehole. The smell was absolutely scorching and you could smell her past meal's filth. Your nose was halfway inside her anus and your mouth was uncomfortably close to it. Your eyes, thankfully, could not see inside but rather had a direct view to the opening. What you were witnessing was the exact place your 38 year old mother's poop would come out of. All of her meals came out of this exact place. The food you would sometimes cook for her would come out of this place. Your face was now fully sunken inside her anus and was forced to take in all the tastes and smells. After the toilet break, your mother went to the gym and began doing squats. With every down position, your head slowly began to go deeper and deeper inside. At first you didn't notice it, but by the 7th squat, you could start to feel yourself sliding in deeper. Your nose began to pierce the opening along with your mouth. Then, your eyes saw it. You saw the inside of your mother's anal hole. You were scrambling to get out, but your mother's anus was overpowering and demanding that you go inside. By the time your mother was done with squats, your whole head was inside her anus and you were facing the anal walls. She began to then do some sit-ups which only worsened your situation. By the time she was done with sit-ups, you were halfway inside your mother's anus. Now only your feet were dangling out. After a final exercise, you were now fully inside your mother's butt. You could feel the anus close in on your feet. You were sucked inside rather quickly before you were stuck in-between the walls of her butt. You couldn't even fathom that this was happening to you. Your body was smothered by the walls of her butt. You could still feel movement, however. You felt her body going up and down as well as left and right. She was clearly doing exercises with you inside of her butt. You were able to move your head upwards and saw the abyss above. All you could think of was how you got into this situation. Just a few hours earlier, you were with your mother and hugged her. Now, you were past her anus at the mercy of her next toilet break. After a few hours, you were starting to daze off into a sleep. You closed your eyes, hoping that once you woke up you would have a better idea of how you would escape. You were awaken by the sound of growing noises. As you looked up, you saw something that you should have never seen in your life. You saw your own mother's turd. It was around an arm lengths away from you, but it felt like it was right at your face. It was around twice the size of your body and was filled with the remains of her last meals. You could clearly see some orange chicken in there, rice, corn, and sesame seeds. You realized that in only a matter of hours or even minutes your mother would sit on the toilet and excrete you from her body without even knowing it. As you were thinking about this, the turd scooted over closer to you until you made your first contact with it. Not soon after, your whole head disappeared inside it. The stench inside was horrendous and the was murderous. Now, you reached your lowest point in your entire existence. You believed that being right beneath your mother's pee-hole was bad, but this was a million times worse. Your mother had no knowledge that her own son who she groomed, care for, fed, and nurtured was not only shrunken, not only inside her underwear, not only past her anus, but also in her turd. You realized that this was the end point where all her meals would go too. On the outside, however, your mother was at home and enjoying herself. She had made some dinner for her and her children and was sitting down to eat. You could hear the whole conversation from deep inside her butt. After your mother was done eating, she quickly went to the couch to watch some television. You realized that in a matter of minutes, your mother would go to use the restroom and you would be pooped out without her knowledge. You began to somehow turn around inside to where your feet were now inside the turd and your head was sticking out, getting a good view of the anus ahead. Your mother began to rise up and head towards the restroom. She could feel that her turd was nearing her anus, but she could never realize that you were inside that turd. You felt and heard a loud plop which was your mother sitting down on the toilet. You could hear something playing in the background and realized that your mom was likely scrolling down FaceBook without a care in the world. You heard a steady stream of pee before it finally ended. Then, looking forwards, you saw signs of light as the anus began to open up. You could see golden water below along with several pubic hairs. Not long after, you felt yourself slowly sliding forwards. However, you did not slide yourself but your mother did. Your mother was the one pushing the turd out. She did this without effort, of course. You reached the point where your head was at the anus. Slowly but surely, your head was officially out of her butt and had a clear view of the toilet below. However, your mother suddenly stopped sliding you out for a brief moment. You were left dangling with your head outside her butt and your lower body inside. She then began again and a few moments later, you felt your feet being released from the butthole. You were flying through the air for around half a second before you plopped into the yellow water below. To make matters worse, you were still stuck in the turd with your whole body besides your head. The turd rolled over and you had a view you would never wish to have in your lifetime. You were forced to stare at your mother’s anus and vagina. You could see another turd being split and falling down towards you before the anus closed. Afterwards, a second stream of pee came which forced you to drink it. You couldn’t believe it - you were literally pooped out by your mother. You realized that you had to break free before she gets up and flushes you down. You began to squirm around and eventually broke free. You were now swimming in the water just waiting for your opportunity to escape. Your mother eventually began to wipe, giving you the perfect opportunity to grab onto the toilet paper and make your way up quickly. You grabbed some pubic hairs and hung on for dear life until your mother was done wiping her rear end. She eventually got up and pulled her underwear up. Now, you were back to her vagina, this time with your head at the front and your feet near her pee-hole. At this point you were exhausted and just wanted everything to come to an end. Just as you were about to go to sleep, you began to pull away from the vagina and farther down past your mothers knees until you were on the ground, still stuck in her underwear. She unknowingly grabbed you up and put you back into the closet right next to her other underwear as well as bras. The past few hours for you were complete torment, so you decided that you need to forget everything and go to bed. Before you went to bed, you looked for something to cover yourself up with. Without hesitation you chose the bras rather than the underwear because you knew how much pain the underwear caused you. Slowly, you dazed off to bed. As you woke up, you realized that you had the opportunity to escape out of the dresser. You tried getting up, but noticed that you were stuck to the bra and tangled in by a loose string. As your panic level increased, you began to notice how the dresser door was opening. Right there and then, you saw your mother’s breasts fully visible. They were massive and plump, but you were embarrassed to look at them. You tried escaping the bra, but you were stuck for good. Your mother grabbed you up and began to place the bra on. You were in right side and she began by placing on the left side of the bra. In a matter of seconds, she brought you up to her right boob strapped you into place. At first you tried to squirm around to get loose, but you realized that you were stuck for good. You had your eyes closed the whole time and so you decided to open them to see where you were. As soon as you opened them, you saw that your face was directly on her tit. Your feet and hands were hugging the massive boob, but they barely passed the tit because of how small you were. You were absolutely humiliated by the fact that you were forced to kiss a woman's tits. The situation was only made worse by not being able to move any muscle in your body because of how tight the bra was. Unfortunately for you, your mouth was open so you were forced to lick and have your tongue directly on the center of her tits. Again, you felt your mom move around the room and go to the breakfast table. You could hear her greet her children and talk like everything was normal. She asked where you were at, and they responded by saying that you were likely at your friend's house. The day carried on and for the next few hours, you were forced to lick every sweat that came on your mother's own tit. As she arrived home later that evening, you felt your mother take off her bra and put you back into the dresser. This time, you made every effort to escape. You were able to push the dresser drawer open and got onto the top of the dresser. You tried to find a way for you to get your mother's attention. You were determined to not spend another second in your mother's butt, vagina, or bra. You searched for high ground and the highest thing you could find on the dresser was a bottle of Coca-Cola. You carefully climbed on top of it and waited patiently for your mother to come in so she could see you. After what seemed like an hour, you heard your mother come into the room and saw her coming directly towards you. As you began to jump up and down, you fell directly into the bottle and was stuck inside. You swam to the surface and realized that you were doomed. You felt the bottle moving back and forth and the liquid inside swayed left and right. After a few seconds, you felt the bottle slam onto the table and heard your mother plop down. Through the lid at the top of the bottle, you could see your mother eating breakfast. She was eating scrambled eggs with bacon along with pancakes. As you were watching her eat, you saw her hand reach down towards you and pick you up. Now you started to panic. Her mouth got closer and closer until you saw her red lips right at the lid. Then, her mouth opened and revealed the content inside. She always taught her children to eat with their mouth closed so that they don't show that they're chewing. But now, you saw exactly what she ate. A few moments later you slid down as she took a big sip of the Coca-Cola. Desperately you grabbed her teeth and tried to remain on, but as she closed her mouth, you released and were taken farther back into her mouth. Right before you were about to be taken down into the abyss, you grabbed onto a part of her tongue and held on there for dear life. You could see her opening her mouth and putting food in. As her mouth closed, she took a final gulp and brought you down with it. Your hands let go of her tongue and you began to quickly slide down her tongue and down her esophagus. Slowly, you made your way down to her stomach. As you reached her stomach, you tried to bang on the walls to get her attention, but it was too late. You somehow found a piece of bacon that was not fully chewed which you could stand on. As you looked up, you saw a large piece of her scrambled eggs arriving down. Now you were completely doomed. You tried to somehow climb up and out, but you were trapped in her belly for good. You felt your mother rising from the table and going to the bathroom. You felt her plop down and could hear her peeing, followed by pooping. Then, you felt her go to her car, arrive at the gym, and begin her workout. You began to cry not in desperation, but rather in defeat. You could not even imagine in your wildest dreams that you would be in your own mother's stomach. Then, you began to realize your fate. You would likely be 25% digested with the rest of you remaining. You would still be alive by the time the digestion process was done. Your mom's body would gather all of your nutrients and then let the bottom half of her body finish the job. You would travel down to her lower intestines and slowly begin to merge with the rest of her food. This is where two roads would meet. Your body liquids would be taken out of you and would slowly travel to her bladder. They would mix up with her Coca-Cola, water, and tea and eventually fill her bladder up. Since your mother was a busy woman, she likely would not instantly go to the bathroom meaning that she would accidentally release some pee in her underwear, but very small drops. Then, once your mother realizes that her bladder is completely full, she will take a small trip to the bathroom and plop her butt down onto the toilet seat. She won't even put an effort to it and her vagina would release all her pee, including part of you. Then, she will take toilet paper and wipe herself. It would be likely that some of her pee, which includes part of you, will still end up remaining either in her pee-hole or on her pubic hairs. In the end, part of you will become your mother's yellow urine. You will end up in the toilet and on her pubic hairs. The most humiliating part of the urinating may be the fact that you will remain on her underwear forever as a stain. She will carry your remains around at her vagina and you will be nothing more than pee. The next part is the one you will live through. After a small portion of your body goes to become her urine, the other portion continues the same journey. You will slowly make your way deeper and deeper down until you begin to form into a big brown turd. Your mother's body will do the work of merging all her food together. You will become merged with her scrambled eggs that she had this morning, her bacon, her pancakes, potato chips, strawberries, and her egg-rolls from one of her co-workers. You will begin to take the formation of a turd and reach the point where digesting is done and the turd is just slowly moving to the anus. You will slowly make your way through her butt with the help of slime inside that will squeeze you through. Eventually, you will reach some other turds that are waiting to be released. You will likely see the turd from yesterday from when she ate Panda Express. From there, it just becomes a waiting game at your own mother's will and mercy. Her body will notify her when it is time to use the restroom, but ultimately it is her decision on when she wants to use it. Your mother will carry the turd(s) inside her until she wants to let them go. She could be having a wonderful time out with friends, or a movie-night with family. All the while you will be inside her butt, waiting to be released. Over time, her body will become more demanding and will push the turd down further and further until she is forced to consider using the restroom. She will likely be at home, still in her yoga pants, sitting in the couch, watching some television and eating snacks when she gets the hint that she needs to use the restroom. She will slowly make her way down to the bathroom, pull down her pants, and plop her booty down on the toilet. Her urine will first be spat out like a never-ending stream. Then, she will take a moment and prepare for the second part of her toilet-break. Before she will release her turd, she will likely look through FaceBook and see a picture of you. Never could she imagine that her son was now her turd. You will slowly move and begin making your journey to the final destination. As you arrive near the anus, you will likely slow down a little. This means that the turd in front of you is being released. You will feel the walls inside getting bigger and smaller with every time the anus opens up. Eventually, you will feel yourself right at the anus. You will slowly move past and feel your mother squeeze you through. Since her meal was a big one, you will likely stop halfway through to wait for your mom to regain her anus strength. After she regains her strength, you will quickly slide out before you are airborne, falling quickly down to the toilet bowl. You will likely remain there, facing her vagina and open anus as she releases everything else she has and wipes away. She will throw the toilet paper right at you and get up. You will have a clear view of her butt and will see her struggle to pull up her yoga pants due to how curvy she is. She will turn around and for the final time, you will see her face right before you flushes your silly life away. This is how all of it played out. You were at the point where your mother was getting up. You saw her anus and vagina disappear behind the massive buttcheeks. You were pooped out so quickly and were so shocked at the fact that she treated you just like all of her other turds. You were nothing unusual for her. Right as she pulled her pants up, you were getting ready for her to flush you down. However, something miraculous happened. She didn’t flush you down. She washed her hands and left to go to bed right after she closed the lid on the toilet. You were left sitting there, waiting for your ultimate death. In the morning, you heard footsteps around you. You were expecting your mother to either open the toilet lid and pee on you without remorse or flush you down after seeing that she forgot to flush you down yesterday. Sure enough, she opened the lid. You saw her staring directly at you for two seconds. Her breasts were almost covering her face and you could clearly see a camel-toe. She turned around and gave you a good look at her behind. You saw her yoga pants defining her butt and making it rounder than ever. You had nightmares just thinking that you went through it and came right out of it. To your surprise, she began to get closer and closer to the toilet without pulling her pants down. She eventually reached the toilet and plopped her booty down with a loud thud. This time, you had a clear view of the fabric of her yoga pants. The fabric was quite thin and since she was sitting on the toilet, you could somewhat see her vagina and anus. Your mother called your sister and asked her for some help with her makeup because her hands had nail polish on. Your sister came in and they began chatting and laughing. This was when you knew you were no longer her son. You were just her turd. You were just her urine. Her only son was inches away from her anus. Days ago, you were a bright young boy with many dreams. Then, you were shrunken down and got stuck inside your mother's own underwear with your face right under her pee-hole. A few hours later, you were stuck with your face right in front of her anus and eventually got pulled inside so deep that you went inside one of her turds. You were pooped out and right before you were flushed, you made your way up her dirty toilet paper and clung to her pubic hairs. You then found yourself in her bra, stuck with your mouth open directly to her tit for an entire day. The following day, you became her meal. A part of you was taken down to her bladder and was urinated out. The other part was turned into a turd. You did not go inside some turds or got turd around you. No. You were the turd. Now, you have your mother's anus directly above you. Your mother got up turned around, and pulled down her pants. As another surprise, she pulled out a shaving tool and began to shave her vagina. You spent the next 15 minutes watching your mother shave her vagina right above you with the pubic hairs falling directly inside your mouth and face. You then saw her turn around and bend over while still facing the mirror. She then spent another 10 minutes shaving her rear end and making it smooth. Now the toilet was filled with you, other turds, urine, anus hair, vagina hair, and water. Just as you thought this could not get any worse, your mother sat down on the toilet once again and gave you an all-too-familiar view. You felt urine splash onto your face and then saw toilet paper come into view. She began to wipe her vagina and threw it away into the toilet bowl. You tried calling out her name one final time in hopes of getting her attention. You thought that maybe she would see you and pick you up. Maybe she would accidentally drop down some jewelry, go to pick it up, and notice you were there. Your hopes were crushed when you saw her anus open up and a large turd come into view. You saw corn inside, knowing that she was about to drop her favorite meal on you. After only seconds, she pooped on you and began to wipe. She let go of the toilet paper and eventually got up. She pulled up her underwear and you could clearly see a urine stain on there. The bottom of the underwear completely disappeared into her vagina, leaving her with a camel-toe. She then bent over without ever looking at you to pull up her yoga pants. Unknowingly, she went over and pulled the handle and you began to swirl around the toilet until you were flushed down forever. Your mother then went forward with her day. All that remained of you was the urine stain on the inside of her underwear, the slight poop stain, the urine stain on her pubic hairs, and the nutrients in her body. Some of your body parts, including your right foot and right arm, were completely disintegrated and around her body. They helped her butt grow as well as her boobs. After a few days, the police were called to search for you, but they could never find you. Your mother was heartbroken, but she had to carry on with her life. Eventually she dismissed her sadness and went on with her life. She later gave birth to a boy which replaced you and eventually decided to do something small to honor you. Despite being a modest woman, she decided to get her only tattoo with your name written on it. Out of all places, she chose to write your name on her anus so she could always carry you around. Now, every time she uses the toilet, your name will be mushed by a turd. This is your legacy.
