RIP Cory Monteith
When Finn leaves, you immediately scramble up and claw your hands onto the doorknob. But it didn't budge. It really didn't matter, you tackled the door. Failed. You kicked the door. Failed. And finally you found a hammer on the shelf nearby. You wer desperate to break open the door, to get away from Finn. you decided to hit it on a count of 3. One...you lifted the hammer. Two.....you positioned yourself. And Thr---
"What the hell do you think youre doing!!!" you heard Finns voice boom at you and you noticed you dropped the hammer out of fright. Now you were in trouble, very smelly trouble.
"Nothing, Finn, nothing", you stammered and crawled back to the wall.
"LIAR!", he yelled, "You were trying to escape, and for that, you must be punished."
Your body felt as though you had just been shot with an arrow. You couldn't take anymore of Finn's gas, you were going to die here.
"How should I punish you", Finn interrupted your thoughts. You didn't want to make a sound as you watch the mighty glee boy tower over you.
"I know now", he said with a hint of wickedness, "you're going to be my chair again, BUT this time for a much longer time".
Your eyes widened in horror, Finn is taller, bigger, and stronger than you. You were going to be crushed, you already had trouble when he was barely sitting on your face, how were you going to survive this one? Finn walked up to you, his foot stomping loudly on the ground.
"Lie down", he said in a calm voice, which frightened you
"Okay", you muttered and laid down, he then folded his jeans and threw it to you, to use as a pillow. He walked above you and squatted just like he did previously. His big round ass, popping up in your face. Then he sat.....
Your eyes immediately darkened, you couldn't see anything. All you could do was hear, touch, and unfortunately smell what was happening. His underwear covered ass felt wet on your face from his sweat, and you could taste his ass sweat in your mouth also. You could also feel his heavy butt on your face,but thank god, he wasn't sitting with his full weight, yet. He sighed as grinder his ass onto your face, releasing a loud, smelly fart into your face.
"Smell it", he said in that creepy, calm voice again. You sniffed loudly so he could hear you, but your nostrils were on fire.
"That's right, sniff it bitch", he joked as you inhaled. But it smelt so bad you gagged.
"Aww...is my chair coughing, well too bad. I'm going to
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