By: RobManRobMan
As she drifted off into drunken sleep, she completely forgot about you, her son's best friend. She forgot how she tricked you into coming over before shrinking you down. She forgot how she cast a spell on your shrunken form to bind it to her asshole, causing you to teleport back whenever you got too far away.
All she would likely remember was how pleasurable of a night it has been, and not why it had been so.
You squirmed in her tight asshole, crushed by her ass cheeks as she slept. The older woman snoring, unaware of the suffering her drunken forgetfulness would leave you in. The smell. The sweat. The dirt. All of it gross...
Sssssssssshhhhhhuuuuuurrrrrrfffffffttttttttttt
She ripped a strong, heavy fart. Her gas nearly burning you. She mumbled in her sleep with satisfied relief as you coughed, forced to breathe in her fart.
She could easily end the curse, if she would only remember. But as she snuggled in bed, the likelihood of her remembering what she had done to you slipped further and further away.
Fffffffffuuuuuuuaaaarrrrrpppppttttttt
Welcome to your new home...