My Big Family

My name is Cameron and I'm 18 years old. I go to school about 3 hours away from home, so I've lived around my school campus for the last year. It was summer break and I decided to come back home for the 3 months we were off. My mom begged me to come back. She misses me a lot while I'm away, I'm her oldest but she always has a soft corner for me, probably because I was still so small and little. I never did ever hit my growth spurt. I'm an adult but I was still very short and skinny. I was only 4'10 and was under 90lbs. I could never put on weight or muscle. She always thought I needed protecting, that I would get picked on. So after her countless pestering, I agreed to visit for the summer. 

The taxi pulled up to my home and I rang the doorbell and waited. I heard footsteps steps coming closer and closer to the door. I readied myself for what was to come because as much as my mom missed me, her overbearing personality took quite a toll on me. 

The door opened and my mom's presence greeted me at the door, with a big excited smile. My mom, unlike me, was tall; the tallest in our family. She was 6'4, and quite young. She's only 45, having me and my sister when she was quite young. My mom was still beautiful, without any wrinkles. She had long blonde hair that came down to her lower back and she maintained herself well. Always hits the gym and keeps herself toned. The complete opposite of me, who can't put on weight if my life depended on it. Today, she was just in a pair of black tights, with a white shirt that she left unbuttoned and a black tank top underneath with black Nike ankle socks. 

"Oh Cam, you're home" she exclaimed. She lowered herself down to one knee and spread her arms out wide, welcoming me in for a hug. I slowly walked in to be engulfed by her arms and submerged into her body as her long arms wrapped around me and squeezed me tight into her. "Hi mom" I muffled with my face squished into her tank top. I could smell her perfume, her hair was tickling against my cheek." Hi baby" she said. She held me tight against her for a few more seconds and let go of our embrace. She held me at arm's length and looked me over, started fussing with my hair and my shirt like a typical mother. 

"Mom, stop," I said, fidgeting away from her hand. "Sorry sport, a mother worries," she said smiling. She stood back up to her intimidating full height. I was back to my past memories of looking way up to talk to her, feeling so little around her. At my 4'10 height, I barely came up to her chest. 

She grabbed my duffle bag and grabbed hold of my hand. "Come on sport, let's go in," she said leading me inside. She placed my bag by the stairs and walked me into the kitchen. "Sit down honey, let me get you a glass of juice," she said and gently stroked my face with her finger before letting my hand go. I sat down and started getting familiar feelings. I forgot what life was like here, being away for so long, I forgot the treatment I get here. With my size, I was always treated like a child. No one really treats me like an adult, always like a small fragile kid that needs nurturing, especially from my mom. 

She walked over and handed me the glass. As I took it from her, I noticed the difference in the sizes of our hands. Mine barely compared to her, it looked like a child's as I grabbed the cup from her. My mom sat in a chair in front of me and turned the chair I was sitting in to face her. "Well, tell me everything, how's school, how's your campus, did you make friends? Cmon, mama wants to know" she said excitedly. So I began, telling her about school and classes. "Well that's a great sport, I'm so happy you're having a great time!" She said happily. "Doesn't stop mama from missing you though?" she said as she reached to grab my arm and pull me towards her. I came outta the chair so easily with her pull and fell into her body. She had her legs spread so I was pulled leaning into her body, in between her legs, her free arm around me, holding me tight to her. "I really did miss my baby" she whispered in my ear, giving me a kiss on my head. "I missed you too mom," I said softly. She let go of my arm and wrapped her other arm around me too. She held me tight in a hug, I was literally on my tippy toes now, standing in between her legs in a weird sideways sort of stance, her height almost lifting me off the ground, her arms holding my weight. 

"Mom, cmon" I muffled. She looked down at me and smiled. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and let me go. She held both my arms with her hands while I stood in front of her. She bent down slightly while sitting down to look me in the eyes. "Sorry sport, I just can't help it sometimes," she said smiling and giving me a small pinch on the cheek. "Well, why don't you go get settled in your room and I'll get lunch started. Your sister will be home soon too, she's been missing you a bunch too" mom said. "Okay, will do" I whispered and started walking upstairs. 

Just like before, back to the babying and now my sister will be coming home too. It's only my mom and sister at home. My dad left us a long time ago when I was little. I was raised by my mom and sister. My sister is 28 and pretty much took care of me while our mom worked. She's always looked after me like I was her son and treated me the same as a mom, as a child. Even after I got older, she always viewed me as her little baby brother. My sister also had the height gene, she's just shorter than my mom, around 6'2 and also very pretty and fit. She also picked up my mom's love for the gym and has taken care of herself. 

I started putting my things away in the cabinets in my room. Of course, my mom would buy cabinets with high drawers. Luckily I could stand on my bed to reach them. I got up on my bed and tiptoed up to start putting some things away. 

"Hey sport, no jumping on the bed" my mom giggled walking into my room. I didn't even notice her come upstairs. "I wasn't" I said embarrassed, "I was just reaching the cabinet," I said to my mom as she was walking towards me on the bed. She was beside me and I still wasn't as tall as her, I was still a little shorter. She gently placed her hand on one of my arms and looped her other arm around my back. "I know baby, I was just teasing," she said to me smiling as she pulled me against her with the arm she had around me and lifted me off the bed. "But please don't stand on the bed, I just washed those sheets," she said laughing, as she held me up in the air, against her hip. "If you need to reach something, use the chair or call mommy, I'll be happy to get stuff for my little man," she said warmly, giving me a little peck on the cheek as she slowly set me back down before I could complain. "Jess is going to be a little late so why don't we go have lunch, I made us sandwiches." "Okay mom, I'll be right down," I said nervously, still a little embarrassed from being lifted like that. "Okay see you down there!" She said as she left my room.

It's starting, I could feel it, she was doing it. I knew it was bound to start, I just thought maybe she would have changed knowing I'm in university now but clearly not. I just wonder what the rest of this summer is going to be like. 

I slowly made my way down to the kitchen, my mom was already sitting down at the table, with one of her legs crossed over the other, her foot rhythmically wagging. I got to the table but only saw the one plate in front of my mom. "Umm mom, where's mine?" I asked her. "Ohh well I made a really big one, so I thought we can share one," she said. "Oh okay, I'll get a plate," I said. "Nonsense, why clean another plate, we can share. Here come to sit with me" she said patting her thigh. "Mom cmon" I whined feeling the embarrassment creeping, my face flushing. "What, I don't bite" she giggled. "Fine, if your so shy to sit on your mama's lap, come you can share my chair," she said shifting over slightly to make me room. 

This was better I guess so I walked over and sat down. "See, was that so hard," she said, giving me a playful push with her shoulder. I pushed her back playfully and we both laughed and joked while we ate. "Oh sport, you got mayo all over your mouth," my mom said laughing. She grabbed a napkin and started wiping my mouth. "Mom, I can do that myself," I said moving my head away. "I know you can," she said sounding like she didn't even pay attention to what I said. "But what else are mama's for," she said giving me a wink. 

Just as I was about to get up and get back going upstairs, I felt a pair of hands grab me by the armpits. My mom lifted me up slightly off the chair and put me right onto her lap. I started to struggle to get off but she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me tight into her so my back was against her. "See, it's not so bad sitting on your mama's lap," she said squeezing me tight. "Mom cmon, I told you I'm too old for this" I yelled annoyed and very embarrassed. "Oh honey, you're never too old for mommy" she cooed bringing her face against mine and giving me an extra tight squeeze. "You'll always be my baby" she whispered giving me a little peck on my cheek. 

I couldn't believe it, wasn't even 2 hours and I was already being held on her lap like a child, instead of an 18-year-old man. I felt my body being shifted. I felt my mom's arm scoop my legs up and turn me so that I was lying cradled in her lap now. She dropped my legs to fall over hers and put her arm over the top of them with her hand resting on my butt. She pulled my cradled body tight to her and looked down at me with a smile. She was holding me like I was a newborn baby. 

"Oh I missed this so much honey" she whispered as she gently started rocking me in her lap. "Mom, please..."I begged, my embarrassment at its max. "It's okay honey, it's just mama, just relax baby and feel the moment" she cooed at me. "Mom, please I'm not a baby anymore..." I started. "Come honey, mama has a surprise for you," she said interrupting me as she stood up with me in her arms, cradled tight to her body. 

She carried me up the stairs and into her bedroom. She closed the door behind her and locked it. She continued to walk around her room, slowly rocking me in her arms. "Mama's so happy your home honey, mama missed this so much" she cooed at me. She then walked over to the chair in her room and sat down with me back in her lap. "Do you want to make mama happy baby?" She asked me quietly. I knew what this meant, this is what I was hoping wouldn't happen. I didn't want this, I was praying this wouldn't happen. "Mom please, I'm 18 now..." I said softly. "I know honey, you're mama's big baby, aren't you honey?" "Mom please..." "Say it, baby, say your mama's baby," she said squeezing me to her body tighter, my head now up against her firm breast. "I'm your baby" I whispered. "Mama, call me mama honey" she whispered. "Mama, mama," I said softly. 

"Oh sweety, mama loves you" she cooed and kissed me on the head. She then slowly pulled up her tank top revealing her naked breast. She brought my head up against it so that her nipple was right around my mouth. "Latch on baby, mama has what you need," she said. "Mom, please..." I begged one last time. "Latch on sweety," she whispered and I did. 

I latched on and sucked. I heard my mom making noises as I continued sucking. I felt her milk fill into my mouth and I drank. I felt her stroking my hair, saying things to me like "That's a good boy, that's it baby just like that my little Camy." I closed my eyes and did my part. I just sucked and drank until I got every last bit. She then raised me up slightly and rotated me so that my head was against her other breast. I latched onto that and did the same thing until there was none left. She lowered her tank top back down and looked down at me with so much love. 

"Was that yummy baby?" She cooed at me. I just nodded my head. She then set me up so that I was sitting straddling one of her thighs, looking at her. She pulled me close to her so that my head was resting on her shoulder. She began to pay me back while she bounced me on her leg. She kept it up until I let out a series of burps. "That's my baby" she cooed and just held me there, running her fingers through my hair. I just sat there, I didn't know what to do, I just sat there. Finally, she stood up with me in her arms and walked us out of her room. She carried me into my room and walked up to my large stand-up mirror. She stood in front of it and watched our reflection, smiling. She then sat me down and held my face in her hands. "You get some rest baby before your sister comes home, I'm sure she'll have a ton of questions for you too," she said and walked out, leaving me to my own. 

I crawled into my bed and pulled the covers over top of me. I just laid there, scrunching myself into a ball and just thought about my fate. I was back to the old life, back to being babied.

I slowly drifted off to sleep, I had no idea how long I was out for, but I woke up to some noise from downstairs. I heard talking and a lot of walking around. My sister must have come home. I got out of bed and made my way out of my room into the hallway as my sister was coming up the stairs. "Camy, welcome home bud!!" She yelled out in excitement seeing me. She had on a big baggy blue Nike hoodie with Grey baggy sweats on. She had her sweats tucked into her light Grey and white wool cabin socks which she had pulled up high. Even from a distance, my sister looked so big, she was a fit 6'2 and looked even bigger with the baggy clothes. 

"Come here, come give your big sissy a hug," she said warmly, bending down and spreading her arms out. I walked into her outstretched hands as she closed in and engulfed me in her arms. She pulled me into a tight hug, lifting me right off the ground as she raised back up. My arms were pinned to my sides, my legs just dangling as I was held motionless in her arms. She swung me side to side playfully, giving me a big wet kiss on my cheek. She then tossed me up slightly to get me up higher, while slipping her arm under my butt. She held me close to her, her arm holding me up by my butt, my legs straddling her, perched up high on her body. "Oh you've grown up so much buddy, look at you, is that a little moustache I see," she said playfully poking at my face. "Cmon Britt, put me down" I begged her, so embarrassed at my situation. "Cmon Camy, I missed you, I just wanna hold you close for a little bit," she said hugging me to her. My head was now on her shoulder as she gently rubbed my back with her hand. 

"Come, I have so many things to ask you" she said as she carried me into her room. She walked us to her bed and sat cross legged onto it while placing me right in her lap, cradled in her arms. "So tell me everything, how's school, how are your friends?" I couldn't believe she wanted to have a conversation holding me like this. "Umm can I like sit beside you or something" I asked her shyly. "Ohhh is the college boy too big to sit in his big sisters lap?" She asked in a mocking tone. "Uhh is he?" She asked again, this time nuzzling my face with her nose. I fidgeting and laughed a bit as it tickled me. I hated that I laughed.

She then grabbed me by my armpits and lifted me up slightly off my lap, stretched her legs out and placed me back down on her thighs so that I was facing her, straddling her body, sitting on both her thighs. She then bent her knees up so that I slid down to her hip and was now leaning back against her thighs. "You'll always be my little baby brother Camy, no matter how old you get," she cooed at me giving my cheeks a squeeze. "Now tell me everything" she said. I slowly started, feeling very uncomfortable in my position, feeling so much like a child. My sister didn't help matters, as she slowly rocked her legs side to side while I talked, making it feel like I was being rocked to bed. 

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself buddy" she said smiling as I finished my story. "Did you miss us?" She asked. I nodded, "Yeah of course" I said. "I bet I know what you missed the most" she said. "What?" "Your favorite big sister's ultimate.....TICKLES" she yelled, while she attacked my stomach and sides with her fingers. I burst out laughing and started squirming and fidgeting like crazy. Her fingers were all over the place, my sides my stomach, my neck, my thighs. I was roaring in laughter, thrashing trying to escape. She pulled my shirt up and started going after my bare belly. She even leaned in and blew raspberries with her mouth on my belly. I screamed in laughter but she wouldn't stop.

"You know what big sisters tickle is like" she teased. She then spread her legs and let me fall onto the bed inbetween her legs, me still straddling her. She then stretched her legs out on top of my arms, pinning them down, her feet right around my head. My legs and arms were pinned, I couldn't move and she knew it. She grinned at me knowing my predicament. "Uh oh, little Camy's in trouble, here comes the tickle monster" she teased like i was a child. And she attacked, I thrashed and howled but couldn't budge. She started using her socked feet to tickle my neck and armpits. She kept at it for what seemed like ages until she finally tired herself out. I was in tears from laughter and pain. She frees my hands and pulled my back up into her arms on her lap. I fell into her body, my face buried into her sweater, to exhausted to do anything. 

She got off the bed, lifting me in her arms, I slumped into her body, out of exhaustion, my arms wrapped around her neck. She grabbed my thigh and pulled it up, I instinctively wrapped my legs around her hips. She hooked her hands together under my butt and carried me out of the room as I rested my head on her shoulder. "Awhh poor Camy, tired from our tickle fight buddy?" She whispered to which I slowly nodded. "It's okay, Britt's got you let's get you some food in that little ticklish belly" she said playfully. She carried me down the stairs, me laying in her arms like a child. She walked us into the kitchen, my mom was sitting at the table reading a book. She looked up at us when she heard us walking in. 

"Ohhh Britt, what happened?" She asked alarmed, seeing me slumped in her arms. "Oh nothing mom, he's just tired from our tickle fight" she said giggling, giving me a little bounce. "Britt, becareful with him, he can't keep up with you" she said concerned walking over to us. She gently rubbed my back while Brittney held me. "Mom, cmon I know how to take care of him, I've been doing it for years." " I know honey, a mother worries" she said. "I know mom, and we love you for it" my sister said. "And I love you" my mom said, giving my sister a kiss. "And I love you my little prince" she cooed at me, giving me a kiss on my cheek. 

"Okay bud, why don't you get some food to eat while I go back up and change" my sister said as she set me down on the floor. I didn't realize she was putting me down, as I still had my arms and legs wrapped around her. "It's okay buddy, I'll be back soon" Brittney said when she realized I wasn't letting go. I immediately let go, embarrassed in myself for clinging on like that. 

"Cmon sport, let's get some dinner going" my mom said as my sister went upstairs to shower and change. I was slowly taking in everything that was happening to me today, how I was being turned back into a child by these two. I was losing all the ground I made up since I left here for school, all in just one day, what was I doing!! "Sport can you get 3 dishes from the cupboard?" I heard my mom say, interrupting me from my thoughts. "Yeah sure mom" I said and walked over to the cupboard but the plates weren't in there. "Oh sorry sweetie, I moved them to the one by the counter" she said seeing me confused. I walked over and opened the cupboard but the plates were on thr second shelf, out of my reach. 

I tried getting on my tippy toes, but it was too far away. I could climb up the counter to grab it, I thought. I started to climb up when I felt two hands grab me by the armpits and my feet start to leave the ground. I was being hoisted higher and higher until I was at height with the dishes. I looked back and saw my mom. "Honey, I told you to call me if you needed help with anything, what if you had filled huh" she asked concerned. "I just uhh..." I started. "No excuses, you call me or your sister if you need anything, got it?" Shevasked me sternly. "Yes mom" I said giving up. "Good, now grab the plates sweety while mommy's got you" she said raising me up a bit more to remind me she was still holding me. I grabbed the 3 plates and she set me back down. "There we go, good job sport" she said ruffling my hair. I went over and set the table while my mom brought dinner over. 

My sister eventually came down, her hair tied up in a bun, in a white t shirt and black gym shorts, wearing long white athletic crew socks. Me all sat down and ate, my mom and sister talked, I was quiet, still letting today sink in. They tried to get me to talk, asking me questions. We had dessert and then I was going to make my way back upstairs but my mom thought it would be a great idea to watch a movie together as a family. 

My sister jumped at the idea. "I'm a little tired, I think I'll just go..." I started. "No way, cmon Camy, let's watch something together, we haven't watched a movie together in ages." My sister said. "Umm okay" I agreed. My sister led the way and went to find a movie, my mom went to make a batch of popcorn and I went to change into my pajamas. I came back down and they had the movie in, popcorn ready, just waiting for me. My mom had a comfy 3 seater couch in our TV room but with the size of my mom and sister, that couch was right about the size for them two. They were both sprawled on the couch already, cozyed up in the blanket cuddled up against each other. 

"Cmon Camy, come watch" My sister said. "Okay, I'm just going to pull up a chair" I said starting to walk over to one of the chairs to bring. My mom grabbed my arm and pulled me towards them, "Oh come here Camy, there's plenty of room on the couch" she said as she pulled me onto the couch with them. My mom was laying on one side of the couch while my sister was laying on the other, their feet intertwined in the middle seat. She pulled me onto the middle seat as I laid ontop of their legs, sprawling around to find a comfortable spot. I finally was able to seat myself inbetween their legs, my feet dangling over there's. 

After about a half hour, I started fidgeting around. My feet were going numb in this awkward position, I couldn't get comfortable. "Cam, you okay sweety?" My mom asked noticing me fidgeting. "Yeah just trying to get comfortable" I said. "Oh honey, come here, come sit with me" she said beckoning me over. "No its okay, I can make some room..." "Oh come here you little big boy you" she said playfully interrupting me. She grabbed my arm and pulled me close enough to be able to grab my armpits. She lifted me over to her and tucked me in her arms so that she was basically spooning me in the couch, her body engulfing mine. I just laid there while she gently stroked my hair as we watched the movie. 

After about an hour like this, she sat up and lifted me up off the couch, she sat cross legged on thr couch and sat me right in her lap with my back against her. She put the bowl of popcorn in my lap. "Is that okay baby?" She whispered. I nodded. She gave me a little peck on the cheek and held me in her lap while we watched. 

I slowly started dozing off in her lap. Before I knew it, I was being carried up the stairs and into my bed. I was laid down and my mom kissed me good night and tucked me in. 

I woke up the next day with memories of the day before. I tried to distance myself but they wouldn't let me, they kept pulling me in to the same traps from before. I have to be stronger, I have to be more vocal to make this summer work. That was my plan for today, to be stronger, to be louder with not being comfortable with the way they treat me.

I rolled myself out of bed and slowly made my way down. My mom was out for her morning jog, it's her usual routine. My sister was already awake, sitting at the kitchen table having breakfast in the same outfit she had on last night. "Good morning bud! Sleep well?" She asked. "Yes I did, good morning Britt" I said back to her. "Come have breakfast with me" she said calling out to me. "Sure, I'll just get a bowl." " Oh no, come here share with me, I put too much" she said pulling me towards her. She lifted me up onto her lap. "Britt cmon, let me go, I can get my own bowl" I told her. "Oh stop it mister fussy, here have a bite" she said spooning me a bite of her cereal, bringing it close to my mouth. "Britt stop, I can feed myself" I said moving my head away from her. "Whats gotten in to you Camy, just eat" she said more forcefully, trying to shove the spoon into my mouth. "No stop!! I don't want to" I yelled slapping her hand away and forcing myself off her lap, spilling the cereal all over the table. 

My sister got up right away shocked at my reaction. "Cam, what the hell!! What is going on with you" she yelled, looking angry. Her reaction scared me, she was standing over me, around a foot and a half taller than me, i was a little intimidated, but I knew i had to stand my ground.

"I said I didn't want it!! I'm not a little kid anymore, I don't need to be fed or carried around or need to sit in your lap. I can take care of myself!!" I screamed and started walking back to my room. "Excuse me, you get back here Cam, I'm not done yet" I heard my sister yelling behind me, but I didn't stop, I kept walking up the stairs. I suddenly felt a hand grab onto my arm. My sister got a hold of me and dragged me into her room and shoved me onto her bed. "HEY, what the hell Brittney!!" I yelled at her. She locked the door behind her. 

"I don't know where you learned this disrespectful behavior Cam, but it won't fly here." "But you keep..." I started. "ENOUGH!!" Brittney yelled, silencing me immediately. "You do NOT talk to your elders like this anywhere, especially in this house. I don't care how old you think you are, in this house, you are still a little one and you follow OUR rules, understood?" She yelled sternly. " But thats not...." I started. She grabbed my arm and pulled me off the bed towards her. "I SAID DO YOU UNDERSTAND" she yelled at me bending over looking me right in the eye. "Ye..yes, yes Britt" I stammered nervous and scared at her reaction. 

"Been gone for a year and forgot everything we taught you huh, well we'll just have to fix that. Get over here" she said dragging me with her to her bed. She sat down on the edge of her bed and pulled me onto her lap. She flipped me so that I was laying horizontal belly down across her lap. She lifted her on leg up and lowered I across mine, wrapping her legs together to trap my lower body. I've been in this position before, she was going to spank me!!

I felt her grab my pajama pants I immediately started panicking, I started thrashing and pulling at her hands but she was much too strong. She easily pulled my pants down, revealing my bare bottom. I screamed for her to stop, "Please Brittney stop, I'm too old for this, please dont." "This is the only way you'll learn" she said without emotion. She pulled me up higher on her leg and wrapped her free hand around my upper body, trapping my arms too. I felt her place her hand on my bottom. She traced my butt with her finger nail.

And then she struck, a quick and hard slap over my butt, I yelped I'm surprise and pain. "This is for you being disrespectful. We taught you to respect your elders, I'm going to give you a spanking until you learn your lesson, understood?" She asked sternly. I nodded my understanding. And then she rained down, one after the other, her hand struck my bottom, harder and harder. The sound ringing through the room each time. By the 5th strike, I couldn't handle the pain, I began thrashing and whining, begging her to stop, but she didn't. By the 8th hit, I was in tears, tears were dripping down my eyes, I started screaming for help. Suddenly I felt something being pushed into my mouth, something soft and squishy. My screams weren't making any sounds now. I looked around and saw that my sister was missing one of her socks. I realized she used her sock to gag me while she spanked me. She kept at it and I continued to scream in pain but I couldn't make any noise. By the 12th hit, I was crying uncontrollably. 

"Now, I'm going to take my sock out of your mouth. I don't want to hear you scream or it's going right back in and your spanking will start from the beginning. When I take it out, I want you to count every spank and say your sorry each time. Understood?" I nodded again. "Open" she said and I opened my mouth. She pulled the sock out and I laid there in silence, too afraid of what would happen to make any noise. She then struck me again, "One, I'm sorry" I said. "Good boy" she said and struck again. "Two, I'm sorry" I said inbetween tears. She did it 5 more times and I followed suit, crying inbetween each. After the 5th, she stopped. I felt her unlock her legs and unhook her hand from around my waist. I wasn't trapped anymore but I just laid over her lap, crying my eyes out. I felt her slowly rub my bottom, gently rubbing her hand around, soothing me. She then turned me around on her lap so that I was facing her. She held me, cradled in her arms tight tor her body, looking down at me. 

"I'm sorry I had to do that Camy, but you know why I did that right?" She asked me. I nodded, "I was being rude" I sniffled. "Yes and you won't do it anymore right?" Dhe asked and I shook my head. "Good boy Camy, big sissy isn't mad at you anymore" she cooed, snuggling me to her, her shoulder length hair tickling my face. "Now, let's go back downstairs and take care of that breakfast huh?" She asked smiling. I smiled too and nodded. She stood up with me still cradled in her arms. She walked to her closest and grabbed another pair of socks, black Nike crew socks and pulled them on. She then carried me, still cradled in her arms downstairs. All the fight I woke up with today disappeared. The spanking I received scared that right out of me. I laid in her arms, accepting my fate in this family. She sat me on her leg at the kitchen table, so my legs dangled inbetween hers. She spooned some of the remaining cereal from the bowl and brought it to my mouth. "Open up buddy, here comes the Choo Choo train" she teased as she put it in NY mouth. "Yum yumm" she cooed, continuing to embarrass me. She kept it going until the bowl was done. 

"There we go, all done bud, now you have a big full belly" she teased some more squishing my belly with her fingers making me laugh. She looked down at me laughing and squeezed me tight to her. "Don't be in such a rush to grow up bud, I know you're getting older but you'll always be our little baby" she whispered softly to me, holding me tight in her lap. "Just be our munchkin, me and mom will make sure your kept safe, just give in buddy" she whispered gently stroking my head. My head was buried into her chest as I slowly nodded. "That's a good boy" she cooed kissing me on my head. "Now why don't you run off, big sissy has some stuff to do" she said lifting me off her lap and setting me on the floor. I slowly walked away and back upstairs, completely defeated, with no hope.

I got to my room and ran to the mirror. I lowered my pants to look at my bottom. Both my butt cheeks were dark red and burned at the touch. Of course they were, what chance did I have, I was 4'10 and weighed like 90 lbs. My sister was 6'2 and was like double my weight. I pulled them back up and laid in bed. I laid there just thinking about my life, day 2 with another 3 months of summer break to go. I heard my mom come back home, a little while after, I heard my sister leave. I then heard footsteps steps coming towards my room and my mom opened the door. 

She was still in her running attire, but she definitely looked great for her age. She had on a very short t-shirt that only covered half her waist, revealing much of her strong abs. She had such a slim waist and such great looking abs. She had on black yoga pants that hugged her legs really well and for her age, really showed off her big toned butt. She still had her black Addidas athletic socks pulled up over her yoga pants, just below her knee. She had her hair tied up in a high ponytail, with a sweatband just above her forehead, she really did look great, like a 80's fitness model. 

She smiled at me as I looked over to see her. "Hey sport, what are you doing still in bed" she asked playfully. "Hi mom, I'm just laying here" I responded a bit quietly. "Well come on sport, mama just got her run in and I was gonna go do some weight training in the basement, come join me!" She said. "Ummm no it's okay, you go workout mom" I said not wanting any part of it. "Nonsense, come on Camy, we never get to spend time with each other, come hang out with your mama," she begged playfully. "Oh goodie" she said excitedly, clapping her hands together. "Well out of bed then" she said, leaving me to get myself ready.

I threw on a tanktop and a pair of shorts and made my way down to the basement where mom had a little gym set up. I got down and saw my reflection in the mirrors she had along the walls. In my tanktop and shorts, I looked even tinier. My arms hang off like little twigs and my legs were even skinnier. I just looked like a bag of bones. What made it even clearer was when my mom made her way down and stood next to me. "You all ready sport" she said ruffling my hair next to her. I glanced at the mirror and the reflection shocked me. I had my shoes on but my mom was in just her socks and she was still giant next to me. I just barely came up to her chest, she completely masked me in size, she was definitely over double my weight. Her arms and thighs were so big and toned, her forearm was wider than my entire leg, how did my genes even come from her. 

"Well come on sport, let's get started with some curls" she said as she picked up some 40lbs dumbbells and started her curls. I watched her pump the weights and could see her muscles work, her veins slightly pop, she looked great. "Well you gonna just watch me or what" she said smiling. I looked around and thought 10s would work. I grabbed them and tried to rep out the weight. After the first few, I couldn't get my arms to lift anymore. I tried arching my back and got it slightly up but couldn't go any further, i saw my mom looking from thr corner of my eye and the embarrassment hit. Watching her lift that much so easily and I couldn't even getv3 reps out of 10 lbs dumbbells. 

"A little too heavy sport?" She asked. "Uhh I just wasn't warmed up I think" I said shyly. She slightly smiled but didn't say anything. She went back to her weights and started again, I watched her rep out and was shocked at her strength. I made my way to my weights and this time, the struggle started at my second rep. I did everything I could to get my second rep up, I arched my back to get leverage and I felt my mom's hand on my back, straightening my back up, her other hand helping me get the rep up. "There you go, now thats a perfect rep." She took the weight out of my hand and set it down. She then got down on one knee infront of me. "Camy, you have to be careful with weights and lifting, doing that to your back isn't good, you can hurt yourself. Find a weight that you can lift with good form, keeping your back straight. There's no shame in using lighter weight or even just resistance," she said looking at me. I nodded slowly to which she smiled and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. 

"Here let's try this" she said and stuck out a finger on each of her hands. "Grab my finger with each hand" she said which I did. "Now, curl my finger like you would with a dumbbell and I'll control your resistance" she said. I tried and was easily able to do it, like what was she thinking, I'm not so weak that I can't curl a finger. "Mom cmon I can curl your finger, this is nothing" I said to her. "Oh really," she said smiling. "Okay, go ahead" she said. I once again tried but this time I couldn't budge. I couldn't lift her finger at all. I even tried both my hands on her one and I could just barely get it to move. She saw the desperation in my fave and eventually pulled her finger back. "Not so easy now eh sport" she said laughing and ruffling my hair. I hated looking like a little kid infront of her, I hated being treated like one. 

"Hey Camy, come here a sec" my mom called out. I walked over to her. I only have dumbbells that go to 40, can you help me with a workout sport?" She asked. "Umm sure, what do you need me to do?" I asked her confused. "Well I want you to clasp your hands together first and stick both your elbows out like a straight line" she showed me which I followed. "Perfect, good boy" she praised me. "Now here, come close to mommy," she said pulling me close to her. "And you know what, I need you closer, umm oh here come stand on mommy's feet," she said and before I could complain, she pulled me closer so that I was now standing on her feet. She even walked back a few steps to get her balance with me standing on them. I felt like a little baby, learning how to walk on his parents feet.

She smiled down at me. "OK now just relax and down let go of your arms" she said. She then grabbed each of my arms with her hands and started curling me!! She'd curl me up off her feet until she made the perfect bicep curl, with me being curled up to her face almost and then back down onto her feet. On her third curl, she curled me up and held me there for a few seconds. I felt her give me a quick kiss on the head and then lower me down. She kept doing this, giving me a little kiss on each curl as she held me up there, like she was playing with a toddler. 

After about 15 reps, she lowered me back down to her feet, but this time she grabbed me by the armpits and raised my straight up in the air, my body suspended up above her, her hands filled stretched out. I gasped in surprise, "MOM!!" I yelled out in fear. But she kept going, lowering me back down and then right back up, it was another workout for her. Again on the third rep, each time she would raise me above her head, she would give my belly a little kiss, which annoyingly made me giggle. She did this for another 15 reps but on the last rep, she didn't put me down. She just lowered me down to her waist and just held me there, me straddling her front, her hands under my butt. She gave me another kiss on my forehead. "Was that fun baby?" She asked smiling. "Mom put me down please," I whined. "But I'm not done yet sweety" she cooed and carried me over to the bench. She sat on the ledge with me in her lap, straddling her front. She then leaned off the bench, with her back only making contact with it and started thrusting her hips into the air, with me sitting on her, still straddling her front. She was using me as her weight for her hip thrusts. Once she was done with this, she finally let me crawl off her onto the floor. I sat inbetween her feet. I suddenly felt her feet reach under me. I was suddenly lifted off the ground. I grabbed a hold of her ankles out if fear. My mom was sitting on the bench now, she lifted me off the ground with her feet, and was again using me as her weight for her leg extensions. She started raising and lowering me in the air with her feet, I was just clinging on to her ankles hoping I wouldn't fall. 

This was so embarrassing. I was 20 years old and being tossed around as weight by my mom. Finally after 20 reps, she set me down on the ground but kept her feet underneath me, holding me in place. "There, were all done, wasn't that fun baby, helping mama get big and strong" she cooed like she was talking to a child. I was so fed up, I was just about to get up when I felt her grab me by my armpits and lift me onto her lap. She cradled me again like I was a newborn baby, holding me close to her, staring down at me with so much love in her eyes. 

"You're just an angel, you know that baby. You're just mama's little angel" she cooed pinching my cheek. "Mom stop, I'm not a baby anymore, I'm big and too old for this" I begged her. "Oh sport, look over at that mirror and tell me if you look big" said giggling. I glanced and I didn't look big. I was wrapped up in her arms on her lap, I could hardly even make myself out in her arms, engulfed by her large body. 

"You'll always be mommy's baby sweety, why won't you understand that. It's this college that's confusing you, I knew it was a bad idea to let you go there. It's not safe to let you go there alone, you're gonna get yourself hurt with mama or Brittney looking after you. You know sport, I meant to talk to you about this yesterday, but mommy doesn't like the idea of you going back. I think it's best if you stay right here with us." 

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She was trying to stop me from going back...she can't do that. I have to go back to school, I can't stay here. "Wait what, mom no, I need to go back" I pleaded, sorrow hitting me, my predicament finally hitting me. "No sweety, me and your sister both think it will be best to keep you here safe under our watch, so we can hold you and take care of you" she said holding me even tighter in her arms. She lifted me up slightly so that she could cross one of her legs over the other but still cradle me in her lap. 

"Mom please, I'm grown up, I don't need protecting, I can take care of myself. Please mom, don't do this, I need to go back" I begged her almost in tears, my voice cracking. "Honey calm down, mommy knows best, you don't need to go there, you will stay here and just be mommy's precious baby boy" she said soothingly giving me a big kiss on the head. Tears were now flowing from my eyes, I was crying my eyes out into my mom's shirt. She held me tight, gently rocking me in her lap, lightly stroking my hair. She was trying to soothe me "there there sweety, it's okay honey, mama's here, mama's got you."

I slowly felt my mom's shirt lift up, my head felt the familiar presence of being against her breast. I felt my mom slowly move my head towards her nipple. I instinctively latched on as soon as I felt it close and sucked. I felt her milk fill into my mouth and slowly flow down my throat as I kept drinking. "That's my baby, mommy will always be here for you" I heard her whisper gently stroking my hair. I felt her kiss on my head. "Mama will always keep you close to her, you'll always be her baby....forever." She then lifted me and turned me to her other breast. I drank and drank while tears still streamed down my face and eventually dozed off. I slowly came out of my sleep when I felt her carrying me up the stairs, my head resting on her shoulder, my arms draped around her neck. I heard her stop and talk to my sister. I didn't hear the conversation but heard words: "it's done, I'll call them tomorrow, our baby" as I dozed off to sleep knowing my future.