Mother-in-law's farm

Hi, my name is James. I am a software engineer in a multinational company. I am 28 years old and 175 cm tall.

A year ago I married my wife Anjana, an Australian girl of the same age and height as me. She was literally beautiful and had a very attractive face.

Anjana’s mother called regularly. She was quite an impressive person. From the photos and videos I could tell that she had an extraordinary body with a stunning height of 180 cm and a body weight of about 80 kg. Although she was not fat, she did not have any muscles either. Just a solid mass, with a very feminine build. She was absolutely beautiful like her daughter, with high cheeks and a round face, which gave her tall 55-year-old face a strong personality. She kept insisting that we travel to Australia and visit their farm. I have not been to their house even once yet, because we had to come to my work immediately after the wedding. She had mature family conversations with Anjana. But while talking to me, my mother-in-law would suddenly resort to childish talk. Like: "How is my baby? How is my cute boy? Listen, honey, don't forget to do your "pee" (i.e. go to the toilet) before going to bed." My mother used to call me "cute." I don't like that word. I work in such a big company, with such important responsibilities. I have earned my respect from my seniors and colleagues at work because of my efficiency and dedication to work. But she treats me like a little child. Finally, an opportunity came up to go to my mother-in-law's farm in Australia. We drove to their farm. I was asleep in the car. I woke up when we reached Anjana's house. By then, it was midday, around 12 noon or so. Both the weather and the welcome we received when we arrived were very warm. I had never met Anjana's sisters before and I didn't have much contact or interaction with them. I only knew that their names were Ranjana and Angela. When the car stopped in front of their house, all three ladies rushed out to greet us. That’s when I saw my mother-in-law and sisters-in-law. If I thought my mother-in-law was tall, I was surprised to see Ranjana, the first sister, who was even 10 centimeters taller than her. She was about 192 centimeters tall. She weighed what I later found out was 90 kilograms, with a well-built body. She was a regional athlete and a volleyball player. Angela, the second sister, was a young girl of 24 years old, 200 centimeters tall and weighed 97 kilograms. She was a little overweight. She was a basketball player.

When these three tall and big ladies, 180 centimeters, 192 centimeters and 185 centimeters tall, came to greet me, at 175 centimeters tall and weighing 68 kilograms, even though I was 28 years old, I looked like a small child in front of them.

"Oh! What a cute little groom we have. Our cute groom."

Angela squeezed my cheeks between her long fingers, as if I were a little child. And she smiled at her mother and sisters and said, "Look how small and cute he looks in front of me. And think, he doesn't even come up to my shoulders. How cute."

My mother-in-law intervened. "Enough, girls! Now leave James. Go and take their suitcases inside and keep them upstairs in Angela's room. I'll take them inside. You two will talk to James later."

It was an old two-story house. All around the house was a large farmhouse with trees and farmland, greenhouses and various barns. A staircase went up one side of the building to the first floor.

As Ranjana and Angela carried our heavy travel bags upstairs, Anjana said, “Mom, it’s so hot, I need a bath. I’m going to the upstairs bathroom. You take care of Jeez.”

Anjana turned to me and said, “Honey, you know I stay in the bathroom for a long time. I’m going to the upstairs bathroom, you freshen up in the downstairs bathroom, Mom will show you.” Anjana hurried up the stairs.

I protested, “I’ll wait until you’re done. My clothes are in the bags your sisters have taken upstairs.”

Anjana came back down the stairs and shouted, “Don’t be upset now, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Take off your clothes and take a bath. "Only mom is there, she'll get you a towel."

My mother had already put her fat arm around my shoulder and held me tightly against her big body. My head was actually next to her shoulder. She bent her head and looked at me and said, "Come on, honey, let's freshen up. Don't feel embarrassed, come on, honey, you must be very tired. Freshen up quickly, then we'll all have lunch together."

Saying that, he just bent down, wrapped one of his big arms around my thighs and stood up, lifting me up so I was sitting on his arm. Before I could even protest, he started walking, carrying me comfortably in one arm and heading towards the bathroom at the back of the building downstairs. I was so embarrassed. My mother-in-law had been holding the 28-year-old me in her arms and now she was carrying me in her arms, like a little child. She put me on the floor and reached for my T-shirt. She just pulled it over my head. Before I knew it, he had grabbed my pants around the waist and pulled them down. I found myself standing there without my clothes on. He tried to pull down my underwear. I resisted. I looked at him with shame, he smiled sweetly and said, “Oh, why are you so shy, honey? You’re like a child to me. And children shouldn’t feel ashamed of their mothers.” Saying this, he took off my clothes. I was naked like a teenage boy in front of my mother-in-law, and that tooJust a few minutes after arriving at their house.

She poured water on my head and rubbed it with soap. She kept saying, "You are such a cute boy and so shy."

My mother shaved my pubic hair and beard completely, which made me look more like a teenager. I also don't have a big dick, just a small 4 cm dick that can grow to a maximum of 11 cm when erect. While bathing me, my mother-in-law kept touching my dick and saying, ". Little finger."

After this, she turned me over so that my back was in full view of her. She started rubbing my back and buttocks with water and soap. She kept saying, "What a nice skin and buttocks you have, so soft like butter." She poured water on me and after she was done, she gently took my wet hands. She said, "You are really a teenager." "You are not my son-in-law, you are my little child."

Meanwhile, I heard someone come in. I heard someone call out, "Mom."

I recognized the voice, it was Angela.

I just begged my mother-in-law, "Please ask Angela not to come in."

My mother laughed and said, "What's wrong, if a child is seen naked, is it okay?"

I begged, "Please Mom, I'm so embarrassed."

My mother-in-law said, "Don't be so shy. How long can you keep this up? You're just a little boy. Okay, I'll stop him now." She said louder, "Don't come here."

Angela asked, "Why, Mom?"

She laughed and said, "I'm bathing our cute little son-in-law. He's not dressed, he's naked."

Angela started laughing out loud, "What do you say, Mom? Our little son-in-law is completely naked?" Angela burst out laughing. "Can I see him?"

My mother replied with a laugh, "Yes, but he's very shy now; I've had a lot of trouble bathing him. Not now, maybe later..."

Angela playfully protested, "Mom, this isn't fair. James looks like a baby in front of me, so why is he embarrassed in front of me?"

My mother replied, "Maybe later. I'm rinsing him off with a towel that was here to dry him off."

My mother-in-law rinsed me off thoroughly with the towel. After that, she wrapped it around my waist. The towel was just above my knees. She put her left hand under my waist and lifted me up to her breasts and lifted me up.

Angela started laughing when she saw me in her mother's arms with only a short towel on my naked body. She clapped her hands happily, "Wow, Mom, James is just like a little baby in your arms."

My mother-in-law started carrying me up the stairs and into the house. Angela, laughing after us, begged her mother, "Mom, just let me hold sweet James for once."

My worst fear right now was that the towel was wrapped so loosely that it might come off at any moment, while my mother-in-law was pulling it up. Now what if the towel came loose and fell off...?