At first, I struggled to get out from under her. I didn't mind her sitting on me at first, but as time wore on she seemed to get heavier and heavier, and it hurt more and more and more. She weighed 500 pounds after all, and I barely weighed 43. She was more than eleven of me. My whole body began to ache, and it would only ache more the longer she sat on me. Plus, it was really annoying listening to her unwrap and eat each piece of candy.
But not matter how hard I squirmed, no matter how much I wriggled, no matter how hard I held my breath and tugged at my legs or arms, I couldn't budge her and couldn't budge myself out from beneath her. What's more, every time I held my breath, I felt her weight just a little bit more, and it hurt just a little bit more. After a while, I got so tired and frustrated that I decided to give up and wait her out. She had to finish that candy eventually.
I heard her chuckle some time after I stopped fighting. "Ha!" she laughed. "Giving up already? You must love this, then." She jiggled herself on top of me, rubbing her huge ass all over my tiny body. Even though it hurt, it actually felt good, I had to admit. "Settle in for a long ride, witchy-poo. I'm not even half done with this candy."
She kept eating the candy, going no faster than before. To help deal with her weight, I found that if I tensed up, planted my legs, and sort of thrust up, I could relieve a little bit of the pressure and let myself breathe easier for a few minutes, before I had to rest. I couldn't hold that pose for very long, so I found myself thrusting up at her every 3 or 4 minutes. I didn't mind; it meant I could breathe easier and outlast her.
But the weird thing was, she seemed to like it too. She started to giggle and moan each time I thrust up at her to lighten my load and catch a breath. After almost an hour of this, she was grinding against me as I did it, and she started to get moist. At the time, I thought it was just sweat from my exertions.
I had no idea how long I'd been doing this, but eventually, after what felt like forever and a day, the huge woman finished her huge bowl of tiny candy and got up off of me. Her face was flush and she was sweating too. She was also smiling, but not in a wholly nice or mean way. Sort of both. I was too exhausted to get up, no matter how much I wanted to so I could escape. I was breathing very hard. Each breath felt like a cool gulp of Heaven.
"Well, well, well!" the huge woman said. "You're just full of surprises, you wicked little witch. You really like having a fat lady sit on you, don't you?" Her hands wandered down to her underwear, which were soaked through. "I think I've got more in store for you, young lady. Have you ever heard of Hanzel and Gretel?"
I nodded.
"Then I think you'll like this," she said, bending down to pick me up.
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