Jason shuddered as he knelt down on the damp, stained carpet before Janet's rippling spread legs and her dense tangle of pubic hair. Just 24 hours ago he had still been safe within his original reality with his normal-sized, decently behaved family. Now in this new world he had suffered more trauma than he might ever transcend, and he was only halfway through the first day! He had images burned into his brain that would surely haunt him until his last breath. Wasn't this punishment enough? If the witch could see him now as she said she could, couldn't she see he had learned enough. What else did she want from him? Well, all that mattered now was what Janet wanted from him, as she gazed down at him expectantly. He braced himself on the billowing flesh of her thighs and leaned into her dank, seemingly bottomless vagina.
"Hold up there cowboy," Janet stopped him. "You're just going to barge in on a girl like that? Aren't you going to ask permission?"
"Uh sorry," Jason stammered, confused. "Okay, can I um, please you out?"
"Better," she chuckled, "but you gotta use some charm to get into my honey jar. Let's hear how badly this cute little boy wants to feast on the goods."
"Okay right um," Jason stalled, racking his fevered brain. "Please miss-madam, can I...have the honor of pleasing your beautiful vagina with my mouth, and explore all the incredible folds until you um, explode with..."
"Okay that's enough dude," Janet cut him off, bursting with giggles from her vibrating maw. "Needs a little work, but that was just adorable. And yes, of course you can, Jay-Jay. Hop to it." She patted her fupa, eliciting a queef and fart simultaneously.
Jason leaned in and paused, overwhelmed with nerves and the sour odor of her nether region. Like everywhere else, her vagina was impossibly sized. He could probably fit his head inside if he tried, not that he cared to.
"Alright," Janet said, "I'll throw you a bone, so to speak. I know Chloe won't have this kind of forest to travel through, but if she ever goes bohemian, you'll have to push it back to see the folds, like this." She spread back her bush, which only intensified the odor. "Now you'll want to start by just running your tongue along the folds, one side then the other, maybe a little kiss or suck now and then." Jason complied, leaning in. It smelled like a low-grade fish house as he brought his tongue along the meaty slabs of her labia.
"Not bad bro," Janet said with slightly labored breath, "Now the other." Jason continued, feeling both her sweat and juices drip into his hair and down his back. He gingerly brought his tongue up along it and was met with an angrily pulsing red orb that could only be her ungodly sized clitoris. It looked like a large ripe plum, but certainly didn't smell as sweet.
"Looks like you're ready for the second course," Janet said. "Now just give my girl here some gentle licks before you start sucking." Jason gulped and did as instructed. Janet gasped a little.
"That's right, keep going." Jason did. "Now get your whole mouth on it." He did, and felt it expand against his cheeks as he sucked. Janet's moaning escalated a little.
"Oh god," she groaned, "bite it."
"Mmmpphh?"
"Bite it, bitch!" She smacked his head lightly but forcefully. Shocked, Jason bit down hard. Janet screamed with both overwhelming pain and pleasure. You'd think an animal was getting slaughtered by the sounds she made.
"God, I'm getting close," she grunted. "Get in there."
"What," Jason asked releasing her monstrous nub from his mouth.
"Now!!" Janet forced his head against her gaping vagina. His suspicions proved correct as his entire head was lodged into her hot, pungent canal. Now just terrified, he thrashed around, trying to escape. This only made her moan and bellow more, and soon he could feel the heat increase and the whole region tremble. His head was forced out by a torrent of hot slime that covered him head to foot. He lay on the ground, trembling in exhaustion and horror as Janet's shaking body, slowly quieted. Finally, she opened her eyes, leaned forward and grinned.
"Not a bad first effort, soldier!" Janet laughed as she straightened her sweaty girth against the wall. "We'll fine tune as we go, but you get a gold star from my star." She squeezed her mound and squirted a little more juice in emphasis. Jason kept gasping in disbelief. How much more did he have to endure? And why was his No Apparent Reason Boner still as hard as ever?