Chapter #6Musical Chairs, And You're The Cushion! by: HiddenSquid   “Musical chairs!” Monica squealed with delight. Janet giggled while a bright smile lit up Rebecca’s face. You had been so preoccupied with being buried in titties that you hadn’t actually paid attention when they were talking about the games they would play. Why would finding a little guy make them want to play a children’s party game?
“Wait. How am I going to play if I’m so much smaller than you?”
Your question elicited an uproarious wave of giggles. Rebecca was nearly red-faced she was laughing so hard.
“I told you he would be too busy enjoying your boobs to be paying attention to us.” Rebecca turned her attention to you, blue eyes shining in delight. Janet and Monica still had huge smiles plastered to their faces. Well this was humiliating; there was a joke and you weren’t in on it.
“You aren’t going to be playing with us,” Janet noted, her grin only growing wider. “You’re going to be the chair!”
Another wave of raucous laughter burst out. Maybe your best hope now was to hope you got rescued after a noise complaint. You looked around for an escape, but one side of the table rested against the wall, and the girls flanked the other three. It was a no-win situation if you jumped off and tried to escape. Either you’d get caught, and then possibly face the wrath of these girls, or you’d flop to the ground, possibly injuring yourself, and then what? That’s why you didn’t resist as Rebecca’s hand came for you. She walked over to the living room, followed closely by Janet. Monica trailed behind, having stopped to grab a stool for the game. She placed it in the middle of the room, and Rebecca wasted no time moving you.
“I hope you have as much fun as we do Tony,” Rebecca teased and pressed you into the chair with her finger. You were looking up the blonde’s fit, sexy body. She gave you a tantalizing view of the underside of her giant boobs. Her bike shorts revealed a pretty serious cameltoe. The quality of the view doubled when Janet walked up. Her hands came near you, and you saw that she had a strip of tape between her fingers. You tried to squirm as the adhesive approached you, but Rebecca kept you firmly pinned on you back. Janet’s fingers pushed your legs together while she did her work, bringing your legs together and smoothing the tape over.
“Wait! Please stop! SOMEBODY HELP!”
Janet jumped at your sudden call, but the redhead quickly ripped off a new strip of tape, hastily applying it to your tiny mouth. While it was unlikely that anyone would hear you, it was better not to take chances. This was repeated several times until your hands and legs were completely stuck to the stool with an absolutely overkill amount of tape. The whole time, all three girls grinned down at you, all excited to start the game. Once you were completely and utterly immobilized, they all agreed it was time to begin. They stood over you while Monica messed with her phone.
“How many adults do you think have a musical chairs app on their phone,” Monica giggled as she started setting it up. “It says it will run from anywhere from 30 seconds to a minute. Everybody remember the rules? Everytime somebody wins, they get to sit on him for a full minute.”
Music started playing from the phone speaker. In response, Monica, Janet and Rebecca started walking, prancing circles around you. You watched each girl’s ass as she passed wondering what it would feel like once each one of them inevitably buried you under her butt.
Rebecca passed you first. She had a big, well-muscled butt that was clearly sculpted from constant hard work at the gym. Her pink gym shorts strained against her mighty cheeks as she stepped around you. You couldn’t imagine the countless squats she must have done to get it into that shape. Monica passed next with her tighter, perkier ass. Her black shorts weren’t long enough to cover everything. A fair bit of cheek hung out of each side. It rode deeper up her crack as she walked, revealing even more bare skin. If she sat on you, you’d get skin-to-skin contact for sure. Finally, Janet passed. Her ass did not get the message that she was a small girl. It was easily the biggest of the three, jiggling madly as she pranced around you. You would be absolutely smothered if she sat on you for any length of time, and you pictured her rear overflowing the relatively small stool.
The first alarm went off. Monica stood directly above you with Janet and Rebecca nowhere close. In one quick motion she shrieked gleefully, grabbed the bottom of the stool and absolutely mashed herself down onto you. You got a quick moment to see her shorts wedgie deep in her ass, and then you were buried under rippling flesh. A fact you had forgotten suddenly came to you. Butts stink. Especially when the girl they were attached to spent the whole day playing in the hot, summer sun. Monica eased up on you a tad, putting a little less pressure on you. You were still submerged in bare, sticky skin though.
“Does my butt feel nice Tony?”
Monica shifted slightly, moving so that you were lined up with her crack. Her odor intensified, but she seemed more than pleased to simply sit there and feel you between her cheeks. Janet’s voice poked through.
“Wow. I can’t even see him under there. It’s like your butt just ate him completely.”
Monica’s laughter reached you in the form of her ass jiggling. She bore down, grinding you into the stool while she laughed.
“I can’t imagine what it’s going to look like when you get your turn.”
Once again, a timer went off and Monica stood up off of you. A slick peeling sound accompanied you unsticking from her behind. The three girls got into position, and Monica started the next round. You got another show while the girls hopped around you, each slowing down whenever they got in front of you. This time, Monica and Rebecca were equidistant from you. They both tried to sit down on you at the same time, but using her height, Rebecca was able to overpower her and claim you for herself. Her mighty, muscular butt landed on you firmly, completely encasing you in pink fabric. She was a fair bit heavier than Monica and getting sat on by her felt even more oppressive.
“You make a good seat Tony. Maybe we should just keep you around for cushion duty.”
She sat still, drinking in the feeling of power that dominating you gave her. Once again, an alarm went off and you were freed from the confines of a coed’s butt. With another tap through, a new round was started. This time, it ended up that Janet had an impeded path. Normally you would love the close-up view of a fit girl with a giant butt. Her doughy ass landed directly on top of you, jiggling furiously as the massive cheeks settled. Luckily, Janet was the lightest of the girls. Unluckily, you were pretty much spot on with your smothered guess. It was very difficult to breathe, and the little air you did manage to get came from the depths of Janet’s ass. She shifted nervously now that she was actually sitting on you, but certainly made no move to remove her bottom from you until the alarm went off. When she stood up, you sucked in fresh air, refilling your depleted lungs. Rebecca happily called attention to your state.
“Look at how red his face is. He can hardly breathe under your humongous butt.”
After breaking for another short bout of laughter, the game went on.
And on.
And on.
For hours the girls circled around you like vultures, each savoring the time she got to smush you under her rear. You spent more time in complete darkness than you did watching them play this game. Finally, though, long past the sun setting, the girls were ready for the last round. Monica tapped out first, announcing that this would be the final go.
“Okay okay. We’ve already stayed up way too late. How about winner gets him for the night?”
Monica and Janet happily nodded assent, and the music played one last time. Each girl looked down at you with hungry eyes as she passed. The last alarm sounded, and all three of them had scrunched up near you, having sensed that the round was about to be over. They each jumped into action, backing up and aiming for you. In a flash, three asses were hovering over you, each trying to push the other two away. The struggle lasted for well over thirty seconds, but finally, there was a winner.
Who manages to sit on you and claim you for the night?
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