Eric looked up at Mia. "Can you help me up?" he asked. His shorts were so tight he could barely move and the pressure and pain in his crotch was getting unbearable.
Mia held onto the desk for leverage and put her hand down and with some effort, Eric was able to get back up standing. Wincing he walked, more like shuffled his way out of the room and to the bottom of the stairs.
"Ow ow ow....!" he yelled as he tried to lift his first leg up and onto the first step. The action only caused the bunched up material to dig deeper between his legs. The feeling was miserable, like he was being stuffed with a rolled up sock. The skin was so sensitive and it (and hair) was being pulled and pinched in ways he could not even imagine.
Putting his foot back down he felt he had no choice but to try to get his shorts off first. Wedging his thumbs beneath the waist band he pushed as hard as he could but they just wouldn't get past his hips which seemed to be sticking out like shelves.
Mia ran over to a bin of Christmas wrapper and found a pair of scissors.
"Here, let me help." she said meekly.
Eric glared at her. "I'll do it" he said and yanked the scissors from her hand.
Carefully he cut the elastic waist bands of his shorts and underwear. With a sigh he savored a little bit of relief. The pale soft skin displayed deep red grooves where the material was cutting deeply into the skin. With a few more cuts he was able to free his right leg and repeating the process on his left side managed to finally free himself from the clothing.
Mia stood there speechless. Her brother looked like some sort of mad science experiment. He looked perfectly normal, that being a 16 year old boy except half of his body looked like his mom's 47 year old body. His well muscled and tan upper back tapered down to a narrow waist creating a stark contrast with very pale, and wide hips flared out even wider than his shoulders. Their mother wasn't fat by any means but she was a mature 47 year old woman who had given birth twice. Her backside was large, and it sagged a little, her thighs and calves were thick. Mia had been in the dressing room at the pool many times with her mother, so seeing her naked body wasn't anything new. It was however new and disturbing to see it...or half of it on her brother!
"Eric, I'm so so sorry." she said again.
Eric stayed silent and started the awkward trek up the stairs trying to ignore his the jiggle of his butt, and thighs that were rubbing together and other odd sensations emitting from his crotch, not to mention how navigating the steps was more difficult with his truncated legs and smaller feet. A wave of nausea came over him again.
Mia stood below and watched Eric with their mother's wide ass trudge up the stairway. From her vantage point she could also see her mothers hairy vagina nestled below the dimpled, and pale peachy bottom. Mia shook her head realizing that she was staring and looked away embarrassed and shocked as what she had done. There wasn't a way to get out of this. At first she grabbed the destroyed shorts and underwear, thinking she would hide it or throw it away. Looking back up the stairs dread filled her as she realized how much trouble she would be in. Putting her head down, she slowly made her way up the stairs, and as she reached the top she heard Eric's bedroom door slam shut.
Eric stood in his room fuming and realized that he should find something to wear. He walked over to his dress drawer aware of how short his strides seemed to be and started rooting through it, until he found a baggy pair of sweat pants that might work.
Sitting on his bed, he noticed how his large ass seemed to spread out beneath and how when sitting his feet dangled a few inches from the floor. Not looking down, he put the sweats on, one leg at time and then slid off the bed to stand while he pulled them up the rest of the way with some tugging.
The legs bunched up around his little feet, but the elastic helped keep them up around his thick ankles. The waist, he was able pull up and over his hips, resting in place above his now sunken and soft belly button, the sweats where tight in the crotch but nothing like what had happened down stairs.
Feeling more comfortable he climbed into bed and pulled the covers over his entire body. His legs extended fell way short of the end of the mattress. Trying like crazy to ignore the sensation between his legs. "This is so fucking gross" he said to himself out loud and waited for the inevitable confrontation with his parents.