Despite her disorienting height, you immediately find yourself following the woman. She could probably tell you where you are, you reason.
Her long strides are triple yours, and it's a struggle to keep up with her. You turn a corner and see her stepping into an elevator. You barely manage to slip inside before the doors close. Quiet jazz music floats down through overhead speakers. She presses the fourth floor button, and straightens again. You look upward toward her face while you catch your breath. You felt a small chill run down your spin; she was staring ahead; not noticing you at all. You were about to pipe up, when the elevator halted on the next floor and another equally tall woman with curly blonde hair stepped in. The brunette you were riding with stepped aside to accomate her. "Thanks." The blonde smiled appreciatively. The brunette nodded politely.
You, however, said nothing. The woman had side-stepped right in front of you, putting your face level with her butt. You were roght against the back, and had nowhere to run. The expansive cheeks filled 75% of your view. Your eyes were wide from shock, and you gulped when she shifted her weight and the plump flesh pressed against your face and shoulder. To make matters worse, she began clenching and un-clenching her butt cheeks, as if trying to somwhat fix the way her panties were positioned. Your heart was pounding with embarrassment, but what could you do?
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