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A cushion for mom

by

Crushed2Mush

*note this was sent incomplete. does anyone have the rest?

My mom works in a research center in Houston and she and a group of

other women had been working on a very top secret project for several

months. My mom was especially excited this morning when she got up

and got dressed for work. I was only 8 years old and didn't

understand what all the excitement was about. "Today, we get to

try out the new experiment project we've been working so hard on for

so long!" She told me excitedly. I just smiled and said,

"that's nice." My mom was 32 years old and a very

attractive lady. She was 5'8" tall and weighed 130 pounds, with

the little amount of excess weight in her hips and thighs. She had

shoulder length blond hair and a very smooth, silky but slightly

tanned complexion.

"I know!" She said, still with the excitement in her voice.

"Instead of taking you to the babysitter today, why not come to

work with me and I'll show you what we've been doing and you can see

the experiment we've been working on, first hand." "Sure,

whatever." I answered, not too thrilled about it, but not too

thrilled about spending another boring day with the babysitter

either. School was out for the summer and I had absolutely nothing

to keep me busy. We got into her car and drove to the center.

Inside, my mom introduced me to the other 4 women that were engaged

in the project with her. They all smiled at me and I couldn't help

but notice how attractive they all were, even at my young age.

The first couple of hours they were all busy getting the equipment

set up for the experiment. I walked around bored and looking for

something to do. Finally my mom called me over and said, "we're

ready to try it baby, isn't it exciting!" She said almost

bursting with anticipation. I walked over and Mom said, "how

would you like to be the very first to try it out?" I looked

and there were two shiney steel plates on the floor, surrounded by

tall mirrors on three sides of each plate. There were also a number

of wires and different weird looking gadgets attached along the sides

of the mirrors. "Come and stand on this platform and we'll get

started." My mom instructed me. "What's it supposed to

do?" I finally asked Mom, now somewhat interested, since I was

the first to try it out. "It's a surprise," she said.

"You'll see in abut 5 minutes," she added. I stepped up on

the small platform. The other women began attaching gadgets on my

wrists, around my neck, and ankles, ano!

ther object was attached to my waist, and then a funnel shaped gadget

was placed on my head. Another lady then slipped a pair of dark sun

shades over my eyes. The fourth lady brought in what looked like a

cushion and placed in on the platform to the side of me. Then the

women placed the same gadges around the cushion. I saw my mom walk

over to a control board and begin to push buttons and flip switches.

A fan started and several lights began to light up. "Okay baby,

now hold your breath, because here we go!" I took a deep breath

and suddenly very bright lights began blinking and reflecting off the

mirrors and all kinds of funny sounds, like little beepers could be

heard. In a matter of seconds, I began to feel very dizzy and

exhausted. Then suddenly intense heat flooded me almost to the point

of being unbearable, but I found myself unable to even move. Then I

suppose I blacked out. When I regained consciousness, I knew

immediately something was very wrong. I coul!

dn't move! I had all my senses, because I could hear, see, smell, f

Mom walked over smiling down at me and said, "well, our project

is a total success!" She picked me up and held me up to the

mirror. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was as flat as the cushion

that was placed on the other platform. It was like my body had

melted down and my face was right in the center of my molten body!

"I want to thank you for volunteering to be my cushion,

baby!" She said still smiling. I tried to speak, but couldn't.

"Oh, don't worry baby, you dont have to thank me now. The

comfort you're going to give me will be plenty thanks enough!"

She said. She and all the women laughed. "Now for the ultimate

test. We'll see how you hold up." She said taking me over to a

chair. She placed me in the seat of the chair. "Now this is

going to be very uncomfortable for you, but I promise, no matter how

hard or how long I squash you, you will be just fine. It'll hurt

like everything, but you will not be permanently harmed in anyway.

You're my little baby cushio!

n from now on!" With that said, she turned around abruptly and

sat down on me. I could feel my flattened body conforming to the

curves of her butt, immediately as I squashed under her weight. I

was unable to move, or hardly breathe or anything except lay there

and be my mom's cushion. She sat on me and squirmed and twisted on

me, and then finally she raised up about 2 feet. I thought she was

going to let me up and turn me back into her son again. Instead she

practically fell down on me as hard as she could. I thought I would

burst wide open under her tremendous weight.

After sitting on me a couple of minutes, she got up. "Wow, you

make an excellent cushion to sit on baby!" Now, I'm going to

attach the shrinker to you and make you much smaller so I can see

what kind of heel cushion you will make for me." She then

attached another funny looking gadget to me and flipped a small

toggle switch on it. I began to feel very weird again and in only a

few seconds I went from about 12" in diameter, to about 2 inches

in diameter. I was about 1/2 inch thick now, but still had the same

cushion shape. I heard my mom call "Vanessa, come over here and

try out my heel cushion. You're wearing clogs so all you have to do

is raise up on your toes so I can put him under your heel. Then tell

me how he feels." Vanessa immediately walked over, eager to try

me out. She raised her heel off of her clog about an inch. I felt

my mom lowering me to her foot. She laid me on the heel portion of

Vanessa's clog and I was immediately looking up at the flat bottom!

of her heel. "Okay, mash him flat." I heard Mom tell

Vanessa. Vanessa lowered her heel on to me and immediately I felt my

body being squashed out around all sides of her heel. It was like a

huge piece of plywood that just kept pressing me and pressing me

flatter and flatter and flatter. The pain was excruciating. Vanessa

stood fullweight on me for a few seconds and then bounced her heel up

and down on me a few times. I heard her say, "Um-m--m, very

very nice!" All of the women were eager to try me out since they

too had a real part in the project. Mom agreed, so for the next hour

or so, I went from being under one heel to another, being stood on,

walked on, and even stomped on. Finally I heard my mom's voice.

"Okay baby, come hop in Mommy's shoe. You're mine now, all

mine!" Suddenly I felt myself being picked up and lowered into

my mom's pump. Then I watched as her foot began inserting into it.

Soon I saw the flat bottom of her heel coming down on me. Then I w!

as squashed flat. For the rest of the day, Mom stood on me, walked

Giantess Stories: A cushion for mom

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