Ameliajjones - Giantess - Keeping My Step-Son in my Armpit

Ameliajjones - Giantess - Keeping My Step-Son in my Armpit

Ameliajjone's morning got off to a sudden and unexpected start when she walked into her bathroom and found a small pile of clothes on the floor. Her step-son, who had come to visit, was supposed to have gotten the vaccine against the shrinking virus that had been going around but clearly he'd been lying to her. She picked him up and examined him closely, surprised at how tiny he now was. “I warned you not to mess with this thing,” she scolded him lightly as she took him over to her cleavage. “Now you're just gonna have to stay here until I figure out what to do with you.” She carefully placed him in her cleavage, making sure he was kept warm and safe from further harm.

Later that day, Ameliajjone's entire world was turned upside down when her step-son's wife called her worriedly asking where her husband was. She didn't know what to say, so she simply told her about the situation – how he had caught the shrinking virus and was now almost microscopic in size. “I'm sorry, honey, but it looks like you're going to be getting a divorce... and I really can't blame you.” She sighed heavily, feeling the weight of her new responsibility. “Listen,” she continued somberly, “I want you to know that I'll take care of him for as long as he's there. I'll be a goddess to him, controlling day and night according to whether or not I open or close my arms.”

As she thought about everything that had happened, Ameliajjone couldn't help but feel conflicted. On one hand, she was disgusted by her step-son's irresponsibility, but on the other hand, there was something strangely arousing about having him so completely under her control. The thought of being able to dominate him in such a way was intoxicating, and she found herself growing wet at the idea.

The coming days would be challenging for Ameliajjone, but she knew she had to keep her tiny charge safe from harm. She also knew that her newfound dominance over him would be both thrilling and empowering. Staring down at her cleavage, she could already feel him moving around in there, his tiny heart beating against her skin. “Stay close,” she whispered softly to him, “and perhaps one day you'll learn to love your new mommy... just the way she is.”