Airport incident
Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2020 12:50 pm
Warning! This is a purely fictional story and has absolutely nothing to do with reality!
It includes nudity, physical abuse and forced sexual acts.
(English is not my native language, so prepare for typos and figure out what I might have meant. I hope you can still enjoy the story.)
Airport incident
by Shrinkmaster
My wife Elisabeth (47), our son Max (late 13) and I (Norbert, 51) were on our holiday trip. Our destination was Australia, but we had planned a 2-day stay in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. When we wanted to start our onward flight from there, there was a problem!
Due to the enormous traffic in Kuala Lumpur we were a bit late and hurried to the check-in area. Directly in front of us the last passenger besides us passed through the check-in. Immediately after him I was the first to enter the newly introduced body scanners.
When Max came through behind me I went behind the bulletproof glass door of the check-in. Directly behind our son followed then Elisabeth, when suddenly a warning signal sounded and in the next moment exactly where my wife had stood, only a small heap with her clothes was to be seen.
Now I have to say that due to the terror danger the new body scanners are equipped with a function, which causes a shrinkage of living cells on any indication of suspicion immediately! So a terrorist is no longer able to carry out his action! And for some reason, the scanner triggered a suspicious alarm on Elisabeth.
Of course my wife was not a terrorist! Since introduction of the new scanners it was heard again and again in the press of alleged abuses. Finally after a shrinkage all rights of the miniaturized person are void and thus the officials have absolutely free power to act!
I must confess that this suspicion stirred up in me when I saw two airport officials simultaneously pushing forward from two sides into the chamber, eagerly pushing the pile with Elisabeth in it together and bringing it out!
But I should also mention that my wife is a bit overweight, but her breasts are huge as well! I am talking about cup size 105K! (usa 46I)
Shrinkage technology usually achieved a reduction to 1/11th of the original body size. Which resulted in a current size of only 15.5cm (6.1 in) for the original 1.71m (5.6 ft) of my wife!
Since I was already behind the bulletproof glass door, there was nothing I could have done! Only Max stood directly beside the happening and looked perplexed at the pile with Elisabeth's clothes, which were put down directly beside him and the body scanner on a large table.
As the first grip of one of the officers in Elisabeth's neck opening pulled out her enormously large bra. The two airport employees joked loudly in an incomprehensible language about the enormous dimension of the cups before it was put aside.
Then the blouse was lifted up and put aside without even a hint of interest in any terrorist suspects. The main focus of the two officers was now only on my thereby exposed, shrunken and completely naked wife!
Elisabeth had clearly not yet fully understood what had happened to her and still scanned her gigantic surroundings, when one of the two airport employees grabbed her arms with his big fingers and pulled them upwards.
With far apart pulled mini arms my shocked wife dangled suddenly some meters (at least for her) over her gigantic panties. Elisabeth's gigantic tits stood off thereby like large, round balls from her belly.
„Ma'am, you are suspected of transporting prohibited substances, which is why the body scanner's shrink-program was triggered and we are now authorized to examine you closely!“ said the officer standing before Elisabeth in a broken English.
Before Elisabeth could even say a word in her defense, the huge Asian man had her shrunken tits in his big fingers and played around with them. Not only did he knead them and lift them, but the greedy official also stroked his thumb over Elisabeth's already stiff mini nipples.
I looked over to Max, who stood right next to them, staring at the small, naked body of his shrunken mother with his eyes wide open. It wasn't a shocked look of pity, no, that was the fascinated look of a hormone-controlled teenager!
After the airport employee had occupied himself apparently enough with the tits of my wife, he led his index finger into Elisabeth's face: "Open mouth!“, came a dry invitation. But without really waiting for an action from my wife, he squeezed his big, dark fingertip into Elisabeth's only 5mm (0.2 in) wide mouth.
I could only see my shrunken wife struggling wildly, which had to mean that he really forced his huge finger into her little mouth.
After a few seconds he took his finger out again and wiped Elisabeth's saliva off her „fat“ tits.
"Stick tongue out", the next order came immediately, again with a strong Asian accent.
When my little wife didn't follow the instructions immediately, he flicked with his index finger firmly against Elisabeth's left ass cheek, which reddened immediately!
"Stick your tongue out LITTLE BITCH!", it thundered out of his huge mouth.
This time my wife immediately followed the instructions and stretched her little mini tongue far out.
The Malaysian official bent down for a closer look very close to the small face of my wife. At that moment I could no longer see her little head. But from the expression on our son's face I could tell that there was something very interesting going on!
When the inspector withdrew after about half a minute, I saw Elisabeth's shocked-looking half face and her whole mouth shiny and wet! I hadn't been able to follow the events, but I was sure that the officer had sunk his huge tongue into Elisabeth's little mouth! In addition, my wife, still hanging from her arms, a lot of drooling was running down her big tits.
Suddenly the airport employee standing in front of her, grabbed Elisabeth's hanging legs and pulled them up, wide apart. Meanwhile his colleague let go of her arms and my shrunken wife hung upside down.
Both now had a truly magnificent view of Elisabeth's most private places and again made incomprehensible, laughing comments. Nevertheless, the so far rather inactive colleague first grabbed Elisabeth's „heavy“, hanging tits and pulled them down like soft water ballons.
When he too had had enough of my wife's fat tits, he simply let the heavy udders fall down, bent between Elisabeth's widely spread legs and placed his two dark index fingers on her slightly hairy pussy.
"Mmh, let me see what you hide here...", spoke also he in a broken English and pulled the thick labia of my wife far apart!
I couldn't believe my eyes when Max bent over to get a better look at his mother's open pussy.
The officials didn't mind that much and so I could see behind my glass door how the inspector, just in action, tried to sink his finger into the shrunken pussy of my wife. Elisabeth fidgeted quite much, however, the other official had her legs well in the grip.
After several only halfway successful attempts to penetrate into the miniaturized pussy of my wife, the airport employee changed the procedure.
"Damn, tight little one. Then my tongue will find out if you hide anything in there!"
The other officer laughed as his colleague pulled his mouth over the intimate zone of my shrunken wife and continued with his tongue his "search" clearly recognizable!
Even if a thick glass door had not separated us, I would still have done nothing but watch the hustle and bustle helplessly. The right to deal with shrunken minis at airports was clearly on the Malaysian officials' side!
It seemed like an eternity to me which the slightly dark-skinned uniformed man spent with Elisabeth's little pussy with loud-slurping noises. Moreover, the guy seemed to have mastered his "tongue"-work. My wife's timid, whimpering groans and her curled toes didn't go unnoticed by me. She only did that when she was about to coming!
But then he finally pulled his huge mouth and tongue from the intimate part of my wife. Completely uninhibited, our approaching son stared directly at the gaping pussy of his little mother, who has just been raped in front of his eyes by a giant tongue!
"OK, just one hole left", grinned the just still in action been officer and pulled the big ass cheeks of my wife apart. His colleague, who held Elisabeth's legs with his hands, suddenly pulled her away and let her dive face first into her panties, which she had worn shortly before.
Another short push and already Elisabeth's knees were under her belly and touching her fat tits. So the thick, completely wet ass of my shrunken woman easily accessible stuck out upwards.
"Hey Junior, you wanna help us?", suddenly asked the official, who pressed Elisabeth's face with his hand into her giant panties, our son.
Perplex Max looked at the airport employee and immediately looked at his helpless, shrunken mother. The extremely wet-licked ass seemed to deter our son a little bit.
Then the other officer pulled out a cotton swab: "Here, you can use this!“
Max didn't hesitate a second, grabbed the Q-tip and spread his shrunken mother's ass cheeks apart. I was totally perplexed!
"Just lick it," gesticulated the Malaysian official who had handed him the Q-tip, "otherwise it hurts a lot!“, grinned the man.
Max followed his advice and licked briefly over the end piece with the cotton wool. But immediately afterwards he drilled the stem into his mother's miniature asshole!
I heard Elisabeth scream out loud. She was used to anal intercourse but without any preparation getting an oversized Q-tip stuck in her ass was too much even for her!
"Wow, that was quick," laughed one of the two airport employees, "and deep," added the other as he noticed that the cotton was already gone.
"I think the hole's empty, too. Well at least it was!" grinned the one who pressed Elisabeth with her face into her panties.
"Well, I guess we're done here! You can take the little one with you now." He let go of Elisabeth's head and instead grabbed my wife's huge bra.
"We'll keep these things with us for a closer inspection," he winked at his colleague.
A little disbelieving Max grabbed his shrunken mother, lifted her up without even thinking about removing the Q-tip from her asshole. Elisabeth's eyes looked howled, which didn't interest our son, instead he grabbed his mother's huge tits with his other hand and waited for further instructions from the airport staff.
„You have to hurry, your plane's about to take off“, the other officer asked Max with a moving hand to walk through the bulletproof glass door, „there's no time left for re-growing! We send the biosignature of the little one to your destination airport. There you can let her re-growing again, of course only if you want to!“, he added with his usual Asian accent and a clear wink.
Max let Elisabeth's left giant tit slide through his fingers: "Mmh, I think she's still big enough, haha", laughed our son, grabbed his mother's big nipple and pulled it out like an oversized teat.
I saw Elisabeth's shocked expression as Max finally came in my direction.
Suddenly a stewardess came out of the passenger boarding bridge.
"Please sir, you have to hurry. The other passengers are just waiting for you!"
At that moment my son and my shrunken wife came through the bulletproof glass door. When the stewardess saw both, she seemed to know what had just happened: "Ooh I see", she said, looking contemptuously towards the airport officials and twisting her eyes.
Nevertheless, she left us no time for a brief emotional reunion after what had just happened to my wife and led me friendly but decisive with her arm towards the plane. With a short distance behind, the stewardess followed me together with my son and Elisabeth.
Only from the corner of my eye did I notice that the stewardess exchanged a few words with Max before we all arrived on the plane and immediately went to our seats.
As we now had a free seat in our row of three due to Elisabeth's shrinkage, I let Max slip through together with his mother to the window place on the right side of the plane. When I had taken a seat right next to it on the middle seat and fastened my seatbelt, Max had already folded down the tray, put Elisabeth kneeling on all fours on it and held her so in position.
I just wanted to say something, but just then the stewardess bent down to me and handed me a form with a carbon copy.
"Please sir, you must complete a registration form for this new Mini before we land at our destination airport", she politely asked me.
Distracted by the stewardess, I suddenly heard Elisabeth groan in agony. At a quick glance over at Max tray, I saw him pulling the deep sticking Q-tip straight out of his shrunken mother's ass!
Not a trace of caution! With a short jerk the thick stick with slightly brownish cotton ball was outside. The flight attendant led her arm past my face and received the used cotton swab.
Somehow everything ran past me like in a film! And thus I noticed only with the second look the fact that Max had gotten at the same time from the stewardess a small wet cloth which he rubbed immediately with his finger eagerly through the legs and in particular ass cheeks of his mother!
In my opinion this went far beyond normal cleaning! But just as I was about to step in, the flight attendant again energetically typed on the registration form.
"Please, sir, don't forget this. It is very important, otherwise an unregistered Mini will be taken from you at customs and gets on the free market!"
Shocked by the thought, I looked back at the registration form. Until Elisabeth tore me out of my thoughts again: "Uuargh! M-MAX! NOT! Stop it right now!"
I couldn't believe my eyes and saw how our son had sunk part of his little finger into Elisabeth's pussy and held his mother with the other hand.
Max looked at me with this "Ups"-look: "Huh, I must have slipped down the wet cloth...." and grinned at me. I knew exactly that he had used his index finger for this!
But then he pulled his little finger back from Elisabeth's pussy and grabbed her between her legs to pick up the used cloth again. When Max pulled out his hand with the wet cloth, our son deliberately slipped the knuckles of his index finger through the ass cheeks of his jerking mother. Then Max held out the wet cloth to the stewardess as if nothing had happened: "Thank you, Miss!“
The flight attendant took it with a wink and again turned towards me: "Sir, I will come back later, when we have reached our altitude, and get the completed form back. The copy is assigned for you." Then she turned away from me with a friendly smile and walked down the aisle. At that very moment the turbines of the plane were howling and we were slowly rolling off.
I was still totally perplexed by the whole situation, which seemed to pass me somehow uncontrolled. This was especially confirmed when I turned again to Max and Elisabeth and saw that in the short time that the stewardess had distracted me again, my son had turned his shrunken mother on her back and spread her little arms and legs sideways away!
Unbelievingly, I looked at the unreal situation in which my son had given himself a clear view of his shrunken, naked body and especially the most intimate parts of his own mother!
"That's soo cool! Look how mummy's huge tits wiggle with the vibration", Max grinned at me. I couldn't believe how quickly the late 13-year-old saw his shrunken mother within a few minutes as just an object or a toy! Because I had to agree with him somehow, it actually looked like fast, small wave movements, which were reflected in the huge tits of my wife! No wonder the teenager was so fascinated.
Elisabeth was as perplexed by Max's plot as I was and looked at me looking for help without losing a clear word. Suddenly the turbines became even louder and the plane started to take off.
The thrust pulled Elisabeth's exposed tits into length by itself, which intensified as the plane rose steeply into the air.
"HAHA, the tits of the little one make autonomous themselve", I heard Max laugh loudly, who called his own mother only "little one".
While the plane was still climbing, I had the thought that the relationship between Max and my wife would never return to a normal mother-son relationship after this drastic experience and I seriously considered whether we should even carry out a re-growing of Elisabeth!
[Since in most cases I only write down my first impressions, don't be afraid and feel free to add chapters to ALL my stories if you want to.
Everything I publish is for the public and can be changed as you like and published again everywhere as long as the content is allowed there, no matter if it is my original or the edited one.]
It includes nudity, physical abuse and forced sexual acts.
(English is not my native language, so prepare for typos and figure out what I might have meant. I hope you can still enjoy the story.)
Airport incident
by Shrinkmaster
My wife Elisabeth (47), our son Max (late 13) and I (Norbert, 51) were on our holiday trip. Our destination was Australia, but we had planned a 2-day stay in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. When we wanted to start our onward flight from there, there was a problem!
Due to the enormous traffic in Kuala Lumpur we were a bit late and hurried to the check-in area. Directly in front of us the last passenger besides us passed through the check-in. Immediately after him I was the first to enter the newly introduced body scanners.
When Max came through behind me I went behind the bulletproof glass door of the check-in. Directly behind our son followed then Elisabeth, when suddenly a warning signal sounded and in the next moment exactly where my wife had stood, only a small heap with her clothes was to be seen.
Now I have to say that due to the terror danger the new body scanners are equipped with a function, which causes a shrinkage of living cells on any indication of suspicion immediately! So a terrorist is no longer able to carry out his action! And for some reason, the scanner triggered a suspicious alarm on Elisabeth.
Of course my wife was not a terrorist! Since introduction of the new scanners it was heard again and again in the press of alleged abuses. Finally after a shrinkage all rights of the miniaturized person are void and thus the officials have absolutely free power to act!
I must confess that this suspicion stirred up in me when I saw two airport officials simultaneously pushing forward from two sides into the chamber, eagerly pushing the pile with Elisabeth in it together and bringing it out!
But I should also mention that my wife is a bit overweight, but her breasts are huge as well! I am talking about cup size 105K! (usa 46I)
Shrinkage technology usually achieved a reduction to 1/11th of the original body size. Which resulted in a current size of only 15.5cm (6.1 in) for the original 1.71m (5.6 ft) of my wife!
Since I was already behind the bulletproof glass door, there was nothing I could have done! Only Max stood directly beside the happening and looked perplexed at the pile with Elisabeth's clothes, which were put down directly beside him and the body scanner on a large table.
As the first grip of one of the officers in Elisabeth's neck opening pulled out her enormously large bra. The two airport employees joked loudly in an incomprehensible language about the enormous dimension of the cups before it was put aside.
Then the blouse was lifted up and put aside without even a hint of interest in any terrorist suspects. The main focus of the two officers was now only on my thereby exposed, shrunken and completely naked wife!
Elisabeth had clearly not yet fully understood what had happened to her and still scanned her gigantic surroundings, when one of the two airport employees grabbed her arms with his big fingers and pulled them upwards.
With far apart pulled mini arms my shocked wife dangled suddenly some meters (at least for her) over her gigantic panties. Elisabeth's gigantic tits stood off thereby like large, round balls from her belly.
„Ma'am, you are suspected of transporting prohibited substances, which is why the body scanner's shrink-program was triggered and we are now authorized to examine you closely!“ said the officer standing before Elisabeth in a broken English.
Before Elisabeth could even say a word in her defense, the huge Asian man had her shrunken tits in his big fingers and played around with them. Not only did he knead them and lift them, but the greedy official also stroked his thumb over Elisabeth's already stiff mini nipples.
I looked over to Max, who stood right next to them, staring at the small, naked body of his shrunken mother with his eyes wide open. It wasn't a shocked look of pity, no, that was the fascinated look of a hormone-controlled teenager!
After the airport employee had occupied himself apparently enough with the tits of my wife, he led his index finger into Elisabeth's face: "Open mouth!“, came a dry invitation. But without really waiting for an action from my wife, he squeezed his big, dark fingertip into Elisabeth's only 5mm (0.2 in) wide mouth.
I could only see my shrunken wife struggling wildly, which had to mean that he really forced his huge finger into her little mouth.
After a few seconds he took his finger out again and wiped Elisabeth's saliva off her „fat“ tits.
"Stick tongue out", the next order came immediately, again with a strong Asian accent.
When my little wife didn't follow the instructions immediately, he flicked with his index finger firmly against Elisabeth's left ass cheek, which reddened immediately!
"Stick your tongue out LITTLE BITCH!", it thundered out of his huge mouth.
This time my wife immediately followed the instructions and stretched her little mini tongue far out.
The Malaysian official bent down for a closer look very close to the small face of my wife. At that moment I could no longer see her little head. But from the expression on our son's face I could tell that there was something very interesting going on!
When the inspector withdrew after about half a minute, I saw Elisabeth's shocked-looking half face and her whole mouth shiny and wet! I hadn't been able to follow the events, but I was sure that the officer had sunk his huge tongue into Elisabeth's little mouth! In addition, my wife, still hanging from her arms, a lot of drooling was running down her big tits.
Suddenly the airport employee standing in front of her, grabbed Elisabeth's hanging legs and pulled them up, wide apart. Meanwhile his colleague let go of her arms and my shrunken wife hung upside down.
Both now had a truly magnificent view of Elisabeth's most private places and again made incomprehensible, laughing comments. Nevertheless, the so far rather inactive colleague first grabbed Elisabeth's „heavy“, hanging tits and pulled them down like soft water ballons.
When he too had had enough of my wife's fat tits, he simply let the heavy udders fall down, bent between Elisabeth's widely spread legs and placed his two dark index fingers on her slightly hairy pussy.
"Mmh, let me see what you hide here...", spoke also he in a broken English and pulled the thick labia of my wife far apart!
I couldn't believe my eyes when Max bent over to get a better look at his mother's open pussy.
The officials didn't mind that much and so I could see behind my glass door how the inspector, just in action, tried to sink his finger into the shrunken pussy of my wife. Elisabeth fidgeted quite much, however, the other official had her legs well in the grip.
After several only halfway successful attempts to penetrate into the miniaturized pussy of my wife, the airport employee changed the procedure.
"Damn, tight little one. Then my tongue will find out if you hide anything in there!"
The other officer laughed as his colleague pulled his mouth over the intimate zone of my shrunken wife and continued with his tongue his "search" clearly recognizable!
Even if a thick glass door had not separated us, I would still have done nothing but watch the hustle and bustle helplessly. The right to deal with shrunken minis at airports was clearly on the Malaysian officials' side!
It seemed like an eternity to me which the slightly dark-skinned uniformed man spent with Elisabeth's little pussy with loud-slurping noises. Moreover, the guy seemed to have mastered his "tongue"-work. My wife's timid, whimpering groans and her curled toes didn't go unnoticed by me. She only did that when she was about to coming!
But then he finally pulled his huge mouth and tongue from the intimate part of my wife. Completely uninhibited, our approaching son stared directly at the gaping pussy of his little mother, who has just been raped in front of his eyes by a giant tongue!
"OK, just one hole left", grinned the just still in action been officer and pulled the big ass cheeks of my wife apart. His colleague, who held Elisabeth's legs with his hands, suddenly pulled her away and let her dive face first into her panties, which she had worn shortly before.
Another short push and already Elisabeth's knees were under her belly and touching her fat tits. So the thick, completely wet ass of my shrunken woman easily accessible stuck out upwards.
"Hey Junior, you wanna help us?", suddenly asked the official, who pressed Elisabeth's face with his hand into her giant panties, our son.
Perplex Max looked at the airport employee and immediately looked at his helpless, shrunken mother. The extremely wet-licked ass seemed to deter our son a little bit.
Then the other officer pulled out a cotton swab: "Here, you can use this!“
Max didn't hesitate a second, grabbed the Q-tip and spread his shrunken mother's ass cheeks apart. I was totally perplexed!
"Just lick it," gesticulated the Malaysian official who had handed him the Q-tip, "otherwise it hurts a lot!“, grinned the man.
Max followed his advice and licked briefly over the end piece with the cotton wool. But immediately afterwards he drilled the stem into his mother's miniature asshole!
I heard Elisabeth scream out loud. She was used to anal intercourse but without any preparation getting an oversized Q-tip stuck in her ass was too much even for her!
"Wow, that was quick," laughed one of the two airport employees, "and deep," added the other as he noticed that the cotton was already gone.
"I think the hole's empty, too. Well at least it was!" grinned the one who pressed Elisabeth with her face into her panties.
"Well, I guess we're done here! You can take the little one with you now." He let go of Elisabeth's head and instead grabbed my wife's huge bra.
"We'll keep these things with us for a closer inspection," he winked at his colleague.
A little disbelieving Max grabbed his shrunken mother, lifted her up without even thinking about removing the Q-tip from her asshole. Elisabeth's eyes looked howled, which didn't interest our son, instead he grabbed his mother's huge tits with his other hand and waited for further instructions from the airport staff.
„You have to hurry, your plane's about to take off“, the other officer asked Max with a moving hand to walk through the bulletproof glass door, „there's no time left for re-growing! We send the biosignature of the little one to your destination airport. There you can let her re-growing again, of course only if you want to!“, he added with his usual Asian accent and a clear wink.
Max let Elisabeth's left giant tit slide through his fingers: "Mmh, I think she's still big enough, haha", laughed our son, grabbed his mother's big nipple and pulled it out like an oversized teat.
I saw Elisabeth's shocked expression as Max finally came in my direction.
Suddenly a stewardess came out of the passenger boarding bridge.
"Please sir, you have to hurry. The other passengers are just waiting for you!"
At that moment my son and my shrunken wife came through the bulletproof glass door. When the stewardess saw both, she seemed to know what had just happened: "Ooh I see", she said, looking contemptuously towards the airport officials and twisting her eyes.
Nevertheless, she left us no time for a brief emotional reunion after what had just happened to my wife and led me friendly but decisive with her arm towards the plane. With a short distance behind, the stewardess followed me together with my son and Elisabeth.
Only from the corner of my eye did I notice that the stewardess exchanged a few words with Max before we all arrived on the plane and immediately went to our seats.
As we now had a free seat in our row of three due to Elisabeth's shrinkage, I let Max slip through together with his mother to the window place on the right side of the plane. When I had taken a seat right next to it on the middle seat and fastened my seatbelt, Max had already folded down the tray, put Elisabeth kneeling on all fours on it and held her so in position.
I just wanted to say something, but just then the stewardess bent down to me and handed me a form with a carbon copy.
"Please sir, you must complete a registration form for this new Mini before we land at our destination airport", she politely asked me.
Distracted by the stewardess, I suddenly heard Elisabeth groan in agony. At a quick glance over at Max tray, I saw him pulling the deep sticking Q-tip straight out of his shrunken mother's ass!
Not a trace of caution! With a short jerk the thick stick with slightly brownish cotton ball was outside. The flight attendant led her arm past my face and received the used cotton swab.
Somehow everything ran past me like in a film! And thus I noticed only with the second look the fact that Max had gotten at the same time from the stewardess a small wet cloth which he rubbed immediately with his finger eagerly through the legs and in particular ass cheeks of his mother!
In my opinion this went far beyond normal cleaning! But just as I was about to step in, the flight attendant again energetically typed on the registration form.
"Please, sir, don't forget this. It is very important, otherwise an unregistered Mini will be taken from you at customs and gets on the free market!"
Shocked by the thought, I looked back at the registration form. Until Elisabeth tore me out of my thoughts again: "Uuargh! M-MAX! NOT! Stop it right now!"
I couldn't believe my eyes and saw how our son had sunk part of his little finger into Elisabeth's pussy and held his mother with the other hand.
Max looked at me with this "Ups"-look: "Huh, I must have slipped down the wet cloth...." and grinned at me. I knew exactly that he had used his index finger for this!
But then he pulled his little finger back from Elisabeth's pussy and grabbed her between her legs to pick up the used cloth again. When Max pulled out his hand with the wet cloth, our son deliberately slipped the knuckles of his index finger through the ass cheeks of his jerking mother. Then Max held out the wet cloth to the stewardess as if nothing had happened: "Thank you, Miss!“
The flight attendant took it with a wink and again turned towards me: "Sir, I will come back later, when we have reached our altitude, and get the completed form back. The copy is assigned for you." Then she turned away from me with a friendly smile and walked down the aisle. At that very moment the turbines of the plane were howling and we were slowly rolling off.
I was still totally perplexed by the whole situation, which seemed to pass me somehow uncontrolled. This was especially confirmed when I turned again to Max and Elisabeth and saw that in the short time that the stewardess had distracted me again, my son had turned his shrunken mother on her back and spread her little arms and legs sideways away!
Unbelievingly, I looked at the unreal situation in which my son had given himself a clear view of his shrunken, naked body and especially the most intimate parts of his own mother!
"That's soo cool! Look how mummy's huge tits wiggle with the vibration", Max grinned at me. I couldn't believe how quickly the late 13-year-old saw his shrunken mother within a few minutes as just an object or a toy! Because I had to agree with him somehow, it actually looked like fast, small wave movements, which were reflected in the huge tits of my wife! No wonder the teenager was so fascinated.
Elisabeth was as perplexed by Max's plot as I was and looked at me looking for help without losing a clear word. Suddenly the turbines became even louder and the plane started to take off.
The thrust pulled Elisabeth's exposed tits into length by itself, which intensified as the plane rose steeply into the air.
"HAHA, the tits of the little one make autonomous themselve", I heard Max laugh loudly, who called his own mother only "little one".
While the plane was still climbing, I had the thought that the relationship between Max and my wife would never return to a normal mother-son relationship after this drastic experience and I seriously considered whether we should even carry out a re-growing of Elisabeth!
[Since in most cases I only write down my first impressions, don't be afraid and feel free to add chapters to ALL my stories if you want to.
Everything I publish is for the public and can be changed as you like and published again everywhere as long as the content is allowed there, no matter if it is my original or the edited one.]