You were battered, beaten, and still coated in a sheen of sweat from Kimberly’s ass as the curvaceous giantess stood from the chair and walked away. You heard her talk aloud about you having passed out, and you tried your hardest to speak up and call out to her, but you were quite thoroughly smashed flat, and hadn’t yet reformed your mouth. You could only watch as she sauntered out of the room, leaving you behind.
You still weren’t entirely sure exactly what the past few hours had been all about. You were more than eager to prove yourself to Kimberly, but how did suffering under her heavy rear end benefit your relationship in any way. Was she testing your determination, your durability? Also, why hadn’t she peeled you free from the chair when she left. Was this still a test? You didn’t have a clue.
That was why, five minutes later, you heard the door opening and instantly assumed it was Kimberly coming back to get you. You hadn’t made a dent in reforming yet, still not much more than a thin rectangular form glued to the chair’s cushion. Your comically widened face was pulled into a shocked expression, though your human features were starting to smear and fade a bit. Hopefully Kimberly was able to pick your body off easily.
Your heart shattered into a million pieces when a towering form walked into your view after a moment, and it was decidedly not Kimberly. Smooth pale skin, shining blonde hair, and curvy but much less thick than her mother, Sophie strolled in front of you. You caught the briefest look at the eager smile on her face, and your blood ran cold as her innocent face turned away, eyes not once looking down at you.
Shuffling in front of the chair, Sophie’s bikini-clad bubble butt jiggled a bit as she stopped moving and turned the computer back on. For a second that lasted an eternity she stood above you, the shadow her body cast washing over you. With every fiber of your being you mentally screamed at yourself to reform, and right as your lips twitched just a bit, Sophie sat down with a giggle.
Her butt pounded into you, smashing your almost reformed lips back down, and totally burying you beneath her. Her adorably revealing bikini left most of her ass bare, and you felt the brunt of her whole weight squeezing into your full body. Kimberly had reduced you to nothing more than a sticker, and Sophie continuing the torment was even more flattening you out. You couldn’t even dream of squirming or twitching with the giggly blonde on top of you.
Sophie immediately worsened everything by wiggling her butt as she sat down, rubbing her ass back and forth into the chair, squashing you further down into the cushion of the seat. Her soft, supple flesh spread out across the chair, and then Sophie proceeded to demonstrate her flexibility by pulling up her legs and sitting with her feet tucked under her knees, crisscross style. This put all her weight centered and straight down onto you.
Almost instantly the temperature seemingly rose by twenty degrees, and the sweat you’d accumulated from the hours under Kimberly reappeared, along with a fresh new coating from Sophie’s own skin. Fresh air evaporated in less than a minute, and trapped in the sweltering darkness, you fought to hold onto your consciousness, knowing if you passed out you’d truly miss any slight chance to get noticed and escape.
Utterly oblivious and happy as could be, Sophie finished starting up the computer and opened up a wed browser, logging into her new favorite game. Her own computer in her room was downloading some big updates, so she’d asked Kimberly is she could borrow the family computer for a few hours. Though she normally only played relaxing and peaceful games, a good friend of hers had just got her hooked on her first RPG.
Her file loaded up, and Sophie found herself looking at her player avatar, an attractive elf girl who wore the prettiest dresses Sophie could find in town shops, and slayed orcs and goblins with her starlight bow and arrows. Your fiancée’s youngest sister grinned eagerly as she began marching her little elf avatar out of the town and into the woods to hunt some monsters for a troubled townsperson.
The first thirty minutes hidden away under Sophie’s derriere was far from enjoyable, but not as bad as it could’ve been. The heat was hard to bear, sweat soon soaked you to the bone, and a faint stench was building. However, the worst was yet to come, as Sophie encountered a surprise monster boss in the woods, and let out a startled yelp, jumping in her seat.
The blonde’s bodacious booty lifted three inches into the air, granting you a split-second release of light and fresh air before gravity took hold. Slamming down hard, her butt slapped against the chair and jiggled as it impacted, her hot flesh dancing across your body as it rippled. The impact was like a meteor, knocking the metaphorical wind out of your stretched and mangled body. Somehow, though you hadn’t thought it possible, you felt yourself being ironed out even more into the chair cushion.
Sophie just barely managed to fight off the boss, and each time it hit her she let out an adorable shriek. Her cute cries of terror fell on deaf ears, as all noises and words were muffled and distorted beyond recognize. What you did notice quite acutely were the shakes and quivers that accompanied the shrieks, Sophie literally reacting to each hit by wiggling her rump in her chair, grinding back and forth across you.
As her ass flesh steamrolled over your face time and time again, you could feel your squishy body being scraped away, your visible human features deteriorating into an unrecognizable tan blur. Unaware of what she was doing, each of Sophie’s reactionary movements smeared you away beneath her, your body gluing itself to the chair and slowly losing its recognizable shape. All the energetic giantess did was keep on grinning and laughing.
After an hour, the door to the room swung open again, and your fiancée walked in. Cassie was a bit winded, and as her eyes nervously scanned the room, she eventually caught Sophie’s attention. Pausing her game, the younger girl eyed her older sister inquisitively.
“What’s up, Cass? Like, do you need something?” She asked.
Cassie shook her head. “No, Soph. Well, sorta. Mom said Jake was in here helping her with something, but then he ran off. She said she couldn’t find him again.” Cassie blushed faintly. “On instinct, I checked if she’d sat on him or something, but she was clean.”
“Oh gosh!” Sophie exclaimed, hand to her mouth. “I can help you look, then! I’d hate for something to happen to the poor little guy.”
Cassie waved her sister off. “No, it’s fine, really. I’ll check for him for a minute or two, but I bet he’s in the bathroom or outside with Maddie. Maybe my mom just didn’t see him leave.” She walked closer, and Sophie moved to stand, her sweaty booty peeling off the chair an inch. “Nah, Soph, you can stay seated. If he’s not stuck to mom’s butt, he wasn’t on her chair. I mean, she’d notice if he was, right?”
Sophie shrugged. “Hee hee. Guess that makes sense.” She giggled, then settled back into her chair, her ass consuming you entirely once more. Through a blurry and mangled eye, you saw the top of Cassie’s head for one moment, but she wasn’t looking at you at all. In fact, Cassie wasn’t looking anywhere near the chair, already deciding you couldn’t be there. Even if she had checked, you were fully enveloped beneath Sophie’s sizable butt.
Cassie’s search was obviously fruitless, and she left after five minutes. Sophie resumed gaming as happily as before, still grinding her butt constantly and jumping up and down in her seat in excitement and surprise. You felt your gummy-like body pound into the fibers of the chair cushion’s fabric, your body being engrained into the entire cushion like a thin, nearly undetectable covering.
Two and a half long hours passed before Maddie called Sophie down to dinner. Answering with a heavenly smile and cheery voice, Sophie logged out of her game and shut down the computer, through living in a fantasy world for the day. Hopping out of her chair, the bouncy girl barely paid heed to the moist sweat she left behind, nor the trace of stench, nor the butt-shaped imprint. She merely skipped out of the room and headed downstairs.
Left behind again, you weakly tried to focus your exhausted and rattled mind, hoping to reform. With horror, you felt your body simply refuse to budge, no part of you compiling in your efforts to reform. The cushion of the seat felt uncomfortably connected with your own body, as if you had bonded to it from the sweat and crushing pressure Kimberly and Sophie had inflicted in tandem. Were you truly just a part of the cushion now?
You kept fighting to reform for the next two hours. You made not a single bit of progress, and came to the unsettling understanding that you may be permanently stuck without Cassie or one of her family members helping to pry you free. Alone in the dark room, you were on the verge of crying in despair before the door opened, the lights flicked on, and Cassie walked into your field of view.
Kimberly had asked her to grab the well-worn chair cushion and run it through the wash, so Cassie had dutifully replied. Now that she was here doing it, she grimaced a bit at the dried sweat coating the cushion, and the slight smell. Scrunching up her face, Cassie lifted the cushion, and her warm fingers pressed into your body lightly. As you rose up to her face, you internally screamed out to her, begging her to notice you.
Surprisingly, she looked you right in the eye, and frowned, opening her mouth to speak. Your heart leapt for joy at being discovered! Because, of course, you had been discovered, right? You had to still be mostly visible, right?
What does Cassie say?
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