Jason was defeated, struggling to stay afloat inside the padded portion of his sister's spandex suit. He couldn't help but submerge into his sister's abundant sweat on occasion, causing him to unwillingly gulp down several mouthfuls of her juices as he could taste the bitter saltyness. Momentarily, Jason would feel bubbles floating beneath him as they pushed into his air pocket. The brown filling inside would slosh and splash against the sides of their prison. It didn't take long until the bubbles would burst one after another. As a muddy soup of brown excrement exploaded to coat the walls of his little cave.
Vanessa just farted, further adding ro Jason's horror as the floating blob he'd call his body would be completely caked in a layer of brown.
Meanwhile, Vanessa threw the sludge she had carried onto the desk by the entrance.
"Come on, you slacker." She exclaimed. "Reform already. You're not going to be much help like that."
Meanwhile, Vanessa's forceful slap against the desk had caused her junk to jolt forward, causing the sweat to splash against the non-padded parts of her suit as the liquids drained out from her suit.
Jason felt the air pocket growing larger by the second. But he didn't account for his horrible luck. As the tide that gushed out from her pants had carried Jason underneath her wrinkled sack. And as most of the liquid was emptied, he felt himself being smushed and flattened against the many wrinkles of her bloated balls.
Jason felt as the bushy wrinkles of her sack pumped against him. Smearing him against the fabric of her spandex as he could feel the cool air of the outside against his back.
He was merging with her clothes.
Joy filled his mind as he realized a shred of hope. He might actually have an opportunity of escape. Feeling more of his body being consumed into her clothes by the second. Jason almost felt like kissing her throbbing balls in response.
Meanwhile, Vanessa would scoff. "Fine, just sit there and take the time you need, Im gonna be late anyway."
She'd walk away, her bubbly thighs scraping against each other as her sack would jiggle and bounce with each step. Further squishing Jason until he was fully consumed into the threads of her fabric.
"Excuse me." A voice would say behind Vanessa as she'd turn around. "M'yes" She responded with a smile. "How can I be of service?"
The girl would awkwardly respond. "I'm new here, and I have absolutely no idea what I should do. Would you mind assisting me?"
Jason realized he recognized the voice as he would peek his eyes through the threads and see...
Anabelle
Jason's swedish classmate, Anabelle, is the head cheerleader of his school. Usually seen wearing her cheerleading out in public as she enjoyed displaying her best feature to the world. Her ginormous ghetto bubble booty. Although normally a rather pleasant a friendly girl, Anabelle has an ego which rivals the size of her behind. Believing her rear to be the best one out there. Although Jason hasn't experienced it first hand, there have been horrifying rumors about Anabelle's uncontrollable flatulence. And based on those stories, Jason would much rather stay with his sister instead.
Myuki
Attending the same school as Jason, Myuki is a year younger. The newly arrived japanese girl is a rather shy and quiet girl, as she's had trouble with the english language, usually creating confusions and misunderstandings whenever she opened her mouth. That didn't keep her from rising to fame in an instant upon arrival, as she's carrying a humongous futa cock between her legs. It's sheer size and girth being a topic of amazement and awe.
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