This choice: Andrew walks inside for a little bit, leaving you alone with Stevie. • Go Back...Chapter #4Stevie Strikes by: Unknown Andrew glanced across the mall, and spotted a store that he had been waiting to go into for quite a while. He turned to you and Stevie.
“Hey guys, I’m going to go run into that store real quick. Be right back!” He turned to leave, but stopped briefly. “Don’t pick on Jack.” He pointed at Stevie, and then he was off. You watched in horror as Andrew left, knowing full well that his little brother would never listen. Before you had even finished your thought completely, Stevie had grabbed your head in his hands.
He pressed his hands together, squeezing your head flat. He then pressed down on the rest of your body, quickly working you down into a flat piece of paper. In less than fifteen seconds, you were totally flat. He had even laughed the entire time. Stevie got way too much enjoyment out of torturing you, a fact that you hated about him.
Stevie picked up your paper like form off of the floor, and then he proceeded to roll you up into a little ball. He carried your little, crushed ball form over to one of the mall’s empty benches, and he dropped you. You bounced against the wooden bench, and stuck there, totally helpless. You couldn’t even more or jiggle, as your body had slightly stuck to the wooden bench upon landing. You simply looked like a tiny tan blob on the bench. In fact, the bench itself was made from tan wood, so you blended in almost perfectly.
Stevie stared down at you, his face set in a cruel sneer. He laughed briefly, and then waved goodbye, as he walked out of your sight. In the position you were in, you could only stare straight up, so you had no idea where he had walked away to.
Stevie had in fact just walked back to where Andrew had left him, waiting for his brother to return. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something that made him grin. As he continued to watch, his smile grew wider, until he almost burst out laughing.
You had no idea what was going on, as you could hardly see anything. Soon, you began to hear faint footsteps, but you really didn’t think anything of it. The footsteps grew louder and closer, and you began to get more and more worried. Finally, you saw what Stevie had been smiling at, and you didn’t find it funny at all.
A teenaged girl had entered your view. She appeared to be about eighteen years old, but you couldn’t really get a good look at her. All you could see was her large ass, about to sit on you! The girl hadn’t checked the bench before sitting down, or see just didn’t simply spot your blending in shape, and she was preparing to sit on you!
There was nothing you could but stare as the giantess’s ass came crashing down, her titanic butt easily crushing you underneath its weight. You were instantaneously flattened, and pressed firmly between the hard wooden bench, and the tight tan pants that the girl was wearing. Your body flattened out like paper, and you began to feel yourself stick to her ass like a sticker.
Just then, Andrew came back from the store. Stevie lied to him about you running off, but he wasn’t buying it. Andrew began to scan the nearby area for any sight of you. He passed around the girl several times, but he never once asked her to stand up. Eventually, he gave up.
Your world consisted of nothing but darkness and muffled noises under the teen’s ass, but for some reason you felt as if your chance to be freed was about to leave you. You realized that the only way you would be spotted was if the girl stood up before Andrew and Stevie walked away. However, does she decide to stand up or not?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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