Fingers gripping your controller tightly, you began inputting the final combo that would seal the doom of Chloe’s character, ruin your giantess cousin’s win streak, and secure your first sweet taste of winning. A goofy, confident grin on your face, you moved your finger to the last button you needed to press, already anticipating the amazing feeling of winning.
Meanwhile, Chloe glanced away from the TV for a split second, glaring down at you. You had no way of knowing, but Chloe was a pretty sore loser. She hated being beaten at anything, especially at one of her favorite video game series ever. What she hated above all was losing to someone who had just started playing, because it made her feel like all of her hours of practice were for nothing.
A small grin on her face, Chloe scooched forward across her chair, letting herself fall off the front of the chair and down onto the floor below. It was a small fall for her, her butt bouncing lightly against the floor as she landed. Her on-screen opponent suddenly stopped moving, allowing her character to escape the corner, turn the tides of the fight, and win with ease.
However, Chloe’s sneaky maneuver had been anything but small from your tiny, one-inch perspective. Right as you had been about to push the final button, a shadow had materialized over you and your controller, and you hadn’t even been able to comprehend what that meant before Chloe’s larger-than-life ass had crashed right down onto your miniscule body.
You were squashed instantaneously, flattening up like an accordion against your cousin’s flesh. All of her weight had crashed down on you with the force of a meteorite impact, shoving you face-first, deep into her squishy, doughy ass. Your one-inch body splattered like a sticker against the bottom of her left butt cheek, firmly slammed into her skin. All you could do was let out a muffled groan.
“Ha! Yes!” Chloe dropped her controller with satisfaction. “I win again Sammy! Perfect record!” She pumped her fist in the air and bounced up and down enthusiastically, momentarily forgetting her own cousin was still buried beneath her. Each bounce further sent her heavy flesh crashing against you, causing your squishy body to adhere more to her slightly sweaty butt cheek.
Finally, Chloe stood up, turning off her video game system while doing so. It was now that you fully realized the extent of what Chloe had done to you. Even though she had only crushed you for a moment, your body was plastered to her ass quite firmly, and you clung to her flesh even as she stood up.
Worse still, Chloe’s miniskirt had been pulled back when she had moved across her chair earlier, revealing her full, creamy butt cheeks for the world to see. As such, you had been engrained right onto her jiggly flesh, beneath her panties near the bottom of her left butt cheek.
To add a final insult to injury, Chloe grabbed her scrunched up miniskirt and yanked it back down, pulling the constricting skirt back into place. The miniskirt hugged her butt and thighs like a second skin, tightly pressed against her body. The miniskirt both hid you from sight and kept you perfectly pinned to your cousin’s ass, unable to move or reform, while also applying continuous pressure, furthering your potential torture.
Chloe was about to look down at you and gloat about her (cheated) victory, when she heard her name called from the other room. She looked over at the door. “DID YOU SAY SOMETHING MOM?” She cried. Mia appeared in the doorway a moment later.
“Yes sweetie. Shannon wants to show us some old photo albums. Can you join us?” Mia explained, smiling at her daughter.
Chloe nodded. “Sure thing mom.” Mia walked away, and Chloe turned her attention to you…or at least where you had been a minute earlier, and where Chloe thought you still were.
“…Sammy?” Chloe frowned, seeing only a tiny (surprisingly undamaged) controller lying on the ground where her squishy little cousin had been. “Where did you go Sammy?”
Chloe bent down, scanning her eyes over the ground for any sight of you. As she bent down, her ass was forced against the constricting miniskirt, stretching the fabric of the skirt to its limits. Your paper-thin body was painfully pressed more and more into Chloe’s pillowy butt flesh, and you began to feel like nothing more than a tattoo on her butt. You began to worry about your predicament, but could do nothing by yourself at the moment.
“Did you run off? I’m sorry.” Chloe called out, peeking under your bed. “It was rude of me to cheat like that. I just didn’t want to lose.” Chloe sighed, standing back up. “I shouldn’t of sat on yo…” Chloe paused, connecting the dots between your squishy nature and her big ass sitting on you.
Blushing, Chloe walked over to a full-size mirror in the corner of the room and looked over her shoulder at her ass. Examining her butt in close detail, Chloe expected to see her cousin spread-eagle on her buttocks, but was perplexed to see nothing at all. Of course, this was because you were engrained onto her actual ass flesh, but all Chloe was looking at was her miniskirt.
Shrugging, Chloe paced around the room, trying to figure out where you could have possibly gone. The thought of you being under her skirt, pressed against her ass, never even crossed her mind. As she walked, her thick glutes shook up and down, tossing you around like a pinned ragdoll. If you hadn’t been the shape of a crumpled pancake, you would’ve puked. Trapped under Chloe’s miniskirt, it was sweaty and swelteringly hot, and you simply begged her to find you and free you soon.
“CHLOE!!!” Mia’s mildly annoyed voice called from downstairs. Chloe stopped her pacing and sighed, stepping out of the room and heading downstairs. She couldn’t waste more time looking for you, not with everyone else waiting for her. But…what was she supposed to tell her aunt Shannon? Could she tell her that she had lost her son, after being trusted to sleep in the same room with him?
Walking into the living room, Shannon waved at Chloe. “Hey there Chloe! You and Sammy ready to look at some old photos?”
Chloe grimaced, formulating an appropriate response in her head. Oblivious to just how close to her you really were, Chloe opened her mouth and answered your mother.
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