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Chapter #7
Before you decide she sits down
by: Unknown
As Christi sits down, you are hurled into free-fall. Because she is bending over, her pants tighten against her mammoth ass, fastening you to her butt. The fabric stretched thin enough that you could see the approaching seat. The enormous impact knocks the wind out of you, which you quickly realize was the least of your worries. The gigantic pressure from Christi's rear was pressing you into the chair, causing you to feel like you were being compressed into nonexistence. You feel the contents of your body attempt to escape through your mouth, but they fail due to the impossibly immense weight crushing down on you. You can practically feel your bones cracking and splintering, and the massive heat which permeated from her ass was cooking him alive. You feel a slight gust of wind, somehow, but you again realize it is not so, as it brings with it the smell of death; she had farted with you under her ass. The smell almost causes you to gag, before you pass out from pain.
Christi stood up, feeling a slight dampness against her rear, in her pants. She hurried to the bathroom to check it out, pulling down her pants and turning around. In the mirror she saw your tiny, splattered remains against her left cheek.
"Gross," She whined, "I sat in something." She wiped your wet remains off her bare cheek with her underwear and, satisfied with her work, pulled her tight pants back up over her large ass and walked out of the bathroom.
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