Up above, Cassie was just about to relinquish her ass’s dominion of you when movement out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. It was Sophie, strolling casually into the room while tapping away on her phone. Sophie glanced up at grinned at Cassie, but her brilliant smile faltered a bit a moment later.
“Hey sis! Where’s Jake, lil cutie?” Sophie inquired, sauntering over to Cassie.
Cassie felt her heart skip a beat and her face paled, and she struggled to maintain a neutral expression. There was no way she could live up the embarrassment of what she’d just been doing to you. Worse still, she didn’t want to establish a precedent for you enjoying being sat on. Next thing she’d know, and airheaded Sophie would be crushing you under her butt in every possible instance, thinking that you’d be having the time of your life.
“U-uh…he’s um…in the bathroom, I think.” Cassie stammered out, trying to look innocent. She was acutely aware of your thin body pinned under her meaty ass cheeks, and growing more uncomfortable by the second.
Unfortunately, Sophie was about to let all hell break loose. A wide smile grew on her face. “Oh! In that case, I guess there’s no problem if I make myself comfortable, right?” She suggested. Before your fiancée could react, Sophie twirled around and slammed her own cute butt right down into Cassie’s lap. She leaned back and settled on Cassie, her curvy frame comparable to Cassie’s own, and easily able to hold Cassie down.
Cassie’s eyes widened at this impulsive, childish act of playfulness from Sophie, but nowhere near as wide as your own eyes grew. Cassie’s weight was one thing, but the full-bodied weight of two curvy girls squeezing the life out of you was another. The pain atop your miniscule frame was immense, and you mutely shouted out in a panic. Obviously though, your flattened lungs could produce no sound to aid you.
Sophie began bouncing up and down on Cassie’s lap and giggling incessantly. Each bounce sent reverberation through Cassie’s body and down onto you, your squished form somehow flattening out even thinner. Worse, sweat started to drip from both girl’s skin, and the droplets ran their natural course down the deep imprint in the recliner’s seat straight to your body, soaking you thoroughly.
“S-Sophie! Please, get off!” Cassie tried to exclaim, but Sophie’s hair get fluttering into her mouth. The happy-go-lucky blonde’s unstoppable laughter and energy radiated through the room as she gripped the edges of the recliner to try to stabilize herself, maintaining her throne atop her sister, and forcing Cassie to keep you buried beneath her.
A minute later, and a third variable entered the fray. Walking inside from some basketball in the backyard, Maddie took a swig from her water bottle and gazed at the bizarre circumstances playing out before her. Setting her bottle down and wiping some glistening sweat from her brow, she walked over to the recliner and smiled confidently.
“Sup? Room for one more? You guys look comfy.” Maddie joked. Cassie’s heart caught in her throat.
“N-no…Madd–” Cassie began, before another clump of dyed blonde hair stuck into her mouth, and she coughed. Not picking up on her older sister’s distressed expression, Maddie flung herself onto the recliner, prompting an annoyed groan from Cassie, and ecstatic squeal from Sophie, and a frantic but ultimately silent scream from you. Three sister’s weight threatened to flatten you into dust, not to mention knock you unconscious.
Just then, Maddie’s leg tangled around Sophie’s own, and Maddie began to fall backwards, dragging Sophie with her. Practically hugging Cassie, Sophie also dragged Cassie, and the three Smalls sisters toppled forward and onto the carpet. They landed in a laughing heap, and struggled to pull their limbs out of the pretzel-like lump they’d become.
You were left behind on the recliner, reduced to little more than a sticker on the fabric of the seat, molded into a butt shaped imprint. Caked in sweat, you fought to compose yourself and focus on reforming, only one eye yet un-mangled, and staring out above you. Truth be told, you actually blended in pretty well with the existing coloring of the seat cushion.
This fact was apparently confirmed, as Sophie was the first to her feet, and she jumped onto the recliner with a victorious grin and happy cry. Her bikini-clad ass smacked against your body, Sophie’s hot flesh sticking to your skin. To make matters worse, Sophie began wiggling her butt back and forth along the seat, grinding her booty against you.
Cassie’s eyes widened at this, and her mind was brought back to the issue at hand. Before she could protest though, Maddie spoke the feared words.
“Oh, is this a competition now?” Maddie cracked her knuckles. “You’re on, sis!” She declared, leaping to her feet and tackling against Sophie. Surprised by this, Sophie rolled off the side of the recliner and onto the floor, allowing Maddie to sink into the seat. Her own toned butt, clad in tight compression shorts, was no less overwhelming than Sophie’s, the brown-haired girl’s weight bearing down upon you.
Cassie couldn’t let this stand, and so she grabbed Maddie’s wrist and yanked her from the seat in a move so bold Maddie was totally unprepared. With the seat free, Cassie plopped her own butt back down into the seat, a bit more forcefully than she’d originally intended. She was admittedly getting a bit caught up in the action at hand, and was slowly forgetting about your predicament. It had been years since she’d done something so childish and fun like this with her sisters.
Cassie took a deep breath. “O-okay…okay…let’s stop now. I won.”
Maddie shook her head, and her eyes glinted. “Nuh uh. Nope. I don’t lose around here.”
Sophie smiled like a little kid. “You’re going down big sis!”
“C-can we please…” Cassie paled, and at once her two sisters commenced their attack.
The next fifteen minutes were a bit of a blur to you. Over and over and over again, the sisters tore each other from the recliner and reclaimed the prized throne. Butt after butt slammed into your poor body, each powerful impact rattling your brain and squashing you into oblivion. Sweat covered you and the sisters, and it was only a matter of time before you began sticking to someone or something.
Eventually, a particularly powerful blow knocked you unconscious, as you’d been fearing all along. You couldn’t even tell whose ass had crushed you that final time. You simply faded into darkness, and prayed somehow everything worked out by the time you woke back up.
“Excuse me!” A loud voice called out, breaking the competition into a standstill. The three Smalls girls, breathing heavily and drenched in sweat, laughed and panted for breath. They traced the sound of the loud voice to their mother, Kimberly, standing at the doorway. “What ruckus are you three making? You’re like little kids.”
Sophie beamed. “We were wrestling over sitting in the recliner! It was, like, so much fun!”
Maddie crossed her arms. “I would’ve won, given a few more minutes.”
Cassie elbowed her playfully. “What? You nearly fainted when I gave you a little love tap a minute ago.”
“A love tap with your butt!” Maddie exclaimed, rubbing her forehead. “Your junk in the trunk nearly gave me a concussion.” Maddie lightly slapped Cassie’s ass, and your fiancée burned bright red in embarrassment.
Kimberly shook her head. “You three are a mess, but it’s nice seeing you get along. My movie’s coming on now, though, so it’s my recliner now. House rules.” She smiled warmly. Sharing a grin, the Smalls sisters all split off their separate ways, even Cassie, of whose memory you had completely slipped for the moment in all the hectic fun.
Alone in the room, Kimberly sank down into the recliner, shifted a bit to get comfortable, and turned the volume up. For the next two hours, nothing was going to disturb her and her movie watching.
The real question was…where did you end up?