I thought my stepson should’ve been home by now... but when I called out and got no response, I figured I had the house to myself. So I stayed up in my bedroom, stripped off my clothes, grabbed my book, and got comfortable for some quiet time.

Or... I tried to.

The chair in my room just wasn’t cooperating. No matter how I sat, it felt wrong — hard, awkward, annoying. I kept bouncing, grinding, squirming in place, trying to get comfy. Nothing helped. Frustrated, I slammed my book shut and got up to grab a pair of panties, thinking maybe that would cushion things a bit.

What I didn’t realize?

I wasn’t actually alone.

He was home — just not in the way I expected. Somehow, he’d been shrunken down and ended up right there on the chair I’d been sitting on. Sm*thered under me. And when I stood up, he got pulled right between my cheeks, c*mpletely stuck as I slid my panties on.

Then I sat back down. Hard.

Panties pulled tight, book back in hand, still trying to settle in. I kept grinding and squirming — and that’s when it started. My *sshole started to itch. Bad. I wiggled deeper, trying to relieve it with friction, but the itch only got more intense.

Annoyed, I reached back... and froze

There was something there. Something small. And when I pulled it out to look...

What the hell?

It looked exactly like my stepson.

Why does he always leave weird l*ttle figures lying around? I huffed, rolled my eyes, and shoved it right back between my cheeks. Whatever — if he didn’t want his stuff messed with, he shouldn’t leave it where I’ll sit on it.

I plopped back down in the chair, panties stretched tight, and went right back to squirming and grinding. You get a full view of my *ss dominating the seat, that tiny body crushed under me with every bounce. I even change angles, showing off just how perfectly he fits trapped and buried..

Then I decide to throw on some clothes — tight jean shorts. I pull them up slowly, more than once, just so you can see how deep that l*ttle figure gets wedged. Denim riding high, cheeks swallowing him whole. There’s no getting out now.

I sink into the chair again, hard.

Where the hell is my stepson? He should’ve been home ages ago... Maybe I should c*ll him. I’m starting to get a l*ttle concerned.

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