Adoption
By Sikorski



I am 17 years old and have been in trouble with the law since I or 
anyone else can remember. I have been caught shop lifting, breaking into 
houses, infact basically any minor offence that you can think of. I have been in 
and out of various homes and most of the people who have been good enough 
to foster me for some time, quickly found that the time was too long. They 
wanted rid of me as I was too much trouble.
I woke up in as I did most days and went to get ready for the meeting 
with the home director. I wasn’t sure why I was being called in to see him as 
the previous times I had met him, he told me where I was being sent next. Now, 
however, it was only 4 months until I would be legally allowed to leave the 
home and so I didn’t feel they would risk locating me somewhere else. I knew 
in my heart that I wasn’t a terrible person but I was bitter. I was angry that my 
parents died in an accident 7 years ago and I was angry that I had no other 
family who would look after me. I was also angry about the way I looked. I was 
fed up of being told by people how cute I am. I know that I look cute but if I 
was taller then I would be considered handsome and not like a harmless cute 
thing. I am, and I hate to say this, only 4ft 6 inches tall. Actually, that is with 
my shoes on but I always wear them when meeting people as I need all the help 
I can get. I act like I do because I have to make up for my short stature some 
how. 
Anyway, I made my way to the office and walked in to see Adolf, as I 
called him. 
“Hi, Tom, sit down”. He ordered. He seemed more cheerful than he 
usually acts towards me.
“Well, this is your lucky day. Someone wants to take care of you.” He 
smiled at me.
“Screw you, I don’t need anyone to take care of me.” I put on my usual 
tough guy act.
“No choice Tom. You are on the foster files for a few months yet and 
we want you out of here.” He continued to grin at me.
“I bet I’ll be back within a week.”
“We’ll see Tom, we’ll see. I think it’s time you met your new Mom.”
He pressed on the box on his door and asked his secretary to show “Miss 
Scnoor” into his office.
The door opened and I looked around from my chair. I looked up and 
then up some more to see her face. She looked to be in her mid-thirties, had 
black hair and was the tallest woman I had ever seen in my life. She shook 
hands with Adolf and I noticed he was staring directly into some huge breasts. 
She made him look so small. She stared down at me and held out her huge 
hand. She was wearing a flowery dress which came down to her knees and 
some flat black shoes.
“Well Miss Scnoor, he’s all yours now. Let us know how you are 
progressing with him. We sure will miss him.”
“Now wait a minute…” I was interupted by two hands reaching down to 
me and grabbing me under my arms. She lifted me up and held me close to her 
huge breasts.
“Now shush my little darling, mommy will take care of you now.” She 
had what seemed to be an eastern European accent and she pressed my mouth 
to the fabric of he dress and walked out of the office. I could hear what seem 
like laughter behind me.
We walked out to the carpark and she walked up to a large brown car. 
She opened up the back door and to my dismay I saw a baby seat there. She 
lowered me down and strapped me into the seat. She is mad. She thinks I’m a 
baby.
“Listen lady, I think I am old enough to ride in the front.”
She turned around from the front seat and the look on her face turned 
very stern.
“You will not talk to me in public or in private like that again. I will 
decide how you travel and the sooner you learn to respect me, the better.”
I decided not to push the matter any further. The look on her face and 
the size of the woman told me to be careful.
She was not unattractive, in fact she was quite beautiful but the size of 
her was frightening. 
After driving for about about 6 hours, and some intermittent sleep from 
me, she pulled into a long driveway and up to a huge mansion. She turned 
around to face me.
“You will call me mommy from now on. I live alone here in this house 
and wanted some company. Through various contacts, I managed to foster a 
baby, albeit an older baby. I believe in old fashioned punishment but also 
rewarding good behaviour. I hope you will enjoy having me as your keeper.”
She got out of the car and unfasened the seat.
“Perhaps baby will like to walk to the house himself.”
	I got out the car and stood up. The top of my head just came over the 
height of her waist. I could feel a tear in my eye but managed to wipe it away 
before she could see it. I walked up to the door and followed behind her, face 
high to her backside. She was quite slim and I noticed the apparent firmness of 
her body.
“I will get baby ready for bed as it has been a long day for him.”
She reached down for me again and carried me up some stairs. The 
house was huge and everything seemed to be at her height. We went to a room 
which was decorated like a nursery and she put me down onto the bed. I was 
standing on the bed but still had to look up to meet her eyes.
“ I think I will wash my baby so he goes to bed nice and clean.”
I couldn’t even bring myself to speak. She told me to wait where I was 
as she was going to get changed so not to get her clothes wet. She came back 
through about 5 minutes later and she look incredible. She was wearing a white 
towelling robe which came down to her thighs. Her skin was olive coloured and 
her hair cascaded down to her shoulders, contrasting with the robe. She looked 
to be in her mid-thirties as her face portrayed some lines.
She lifted me up and carried me to the bathroom. She started to run the 
bath and placed me down so that I was standing upright on the floor. She 
kneeled down to my level and started to unbutton my shirt. She then pulled 
down my trousers and I was standing there in my underwear.
“I think I’ll be fine now thanks.” I hoped she would leave me alone so 
that I had some sense of dignity.
“My little baby, I will wash you so that you know the standards I expect. 
Now please don’t make me get angry.” I resigned myself to  being washed by 
her. I certainly did not want any demonstration of her undoubted strength. I 
would just do as I was told and plan my escape later.
She pulled down my shorts and looking at my dick, smiled to herself.
“Well, isn’t my baby a big boy.”
It was true, I was blessed with height in one department.
She lifted me up by the arms and placed me into the bath so that I was 
still standing up. From the view I had, I was looking straight into her huge 
cleavage. She began to wipe my body down and all I could do was stand there, 
staring into her breasts which swayed from one side to the left with her 
inadequate bra. She reached down to my penis.
“And now to really clean up.” She smiled.
She held my penis and scrubbed it with her cloth. Despite my mental 
concentration, I began to get hard. This seemed only to encourage her as she 
started to pull my dick to her. Her other hand cupped my balls and massaged 
them. 
“My baby seems to enjoy his bath.”
I couldn’t speak as she pulled my head towards her cleavage while still 
working my dick with her hands. 
“Come here to mommy.” She pulled my head to her breasts.
I couldn’t resist for long as my head was wedged between he breasts.
My mouth was pressed against her firm breasts which were supported by
a large white bra. She continued to pull at my dick and I came all over 
her hand. I heard her laugh and she released me face from her cleavage.
“There, there, my little one.” She patted my behind and washed her hand in
the water. She picked me up by the arms and carried me back through to
the bedroom and placed me on the floor.
	I was looking straight at her belly button and she pulled my
face towards her.
	“I will enjoy looking after my baby. Perhaps you would like
some food before bed.”
	She lifted me to the bed and then put me onto her lap. She pulled
back her robe to expose the huge breasts. With every breath they shook
and she pulled the clasp at her back and took off her bra. For someone of
her age they looked incredibly firm. Each one was bigger than my head.
She pulled my face to her left breasts and buried my mouth around her 
huge nipple.
	“Suck my baby.” She ordered and I did just that. I could feel
my dick getting hard again as she pressed her huge breast into my face.
I could hardly breath and I couldn’t work out what was my over riding 
emotion - if it was lust, fear, shame - but whatever it was, I couldn’t do
much about the situation.
	“I think my baby has had enough activity for one day. It’s time
for sleep.” She let go of my head and I collapsed onto my pillow again.
She looked at down at my naked body and placed her hand around my dick
I didn’t think I could possibly come again but she pressed lightly on me
and I did. She had complete control over my body.
	She got up and I saw her awesome body in full. 
	“If you get scared little one, hold on to this and call my name.”
She handed me her bra. It was enormous! She didn’t seem to understand
that it was her that I would be scared of.
	She tucked me in and planted a kiss on my forehead.
	I didn’t think I would be able to sleep but it didn’t take long
as I wondered what the next day would have in store.