This choice: Not even close, one of her planetary booty cheeks engulfs you under its mass • Go Back... There was no way you could've cover anywhere near enough ground to escape something so vast. And even if you did, every single square inch of that stool was going to be taken over by Lulu's massive jiggling derriere, there was nothing else you could do and resigned yourself to your fate. You laid on your back and kept looking up at the gigantic denim-clad meaty globe continue its descent upon you. 'Not a bad sight at all, if it must be my last' you think.
Your mind flashes back to your earliest memories. When you were a baby, later, when you were a child growing up, meeting Lillian, and all of your shenanigans together. You laughed at the sheer number of memories with her you had, but cringed at how many were of her using her big butt on you, and more so, her farts.
'I guess that's not so bad in hindsight... hell, I'd take a month of Lillian's farts to the face just to live one more day' You thought with serene sadness. Your mental nostalgia trip continued, however, and you reached middle school, where you met more friends besides Lillian, most importantly Jen. You sighed in regret that you'd never get to go out with her and try to have a relationship, and also felt sad that neither she nor Lillian would ever know what was of you. They'd never imagine that you met your demise flattened under Ms. Mc Allen's sexy but way too huge booty.
You also remembered Yamile, she was a nice friend or acquaintance, but didn't get to hang out much with her on your first year of high school, and there wouldn't be a next year to try either. Middle school was also where you met Lulu herself, and she definitely seemed and felt even more massive back then by virtue of you being shorter. You remembered every time she brushed her butt against you as she walked by, every time she tricked you into touching it, or even a few times that she had you accidentally slam your face into it. And of course, every time she sat on your lap, which to most girls besides Jen was hilarious.
[Flashback]
It was 8th grade, by all accounts, an ordinary day full of school stuff, which included homework, lessons, but also fun with your friends. And it wasn't like all classes were boring, some were pretty interesting, either because of the subject itself, the teacher, or in some rarer cases, both. Art was one of such rarer examples, but there was a catch: You were the only guy in that class, and its teacher, the voluptuous Ms. McAllen made you her favorite teasing subject. She wasn't mean at all, but given her body proportions, her teasing felt much more overbearing than she intended. That day, you were taking notes on something about ancient art that she had on the board, and you were so focused that you failed to notice a shadow over you, until there was a sudden tremendous weight on your lap, and something warm and squishy engulfed it. The girls around you erupted in laughter, and you saw Jen facepalm in frustration while Lillian had a blast just like the rest.
"Holy crab, her butt is eating him!"
"He might as well not be there"
"Careful, teach, you could lose him" Various girls joked
"Huh? Lose... what?" Lulu replied in a very well faked innocent tone, and that only made the girls laugh more. She playfully bounced on her seat and wiggled to get comfortable.
"No, seriously, girls... Did I sit on something?" She asked, barely suppressing her own laughter, and the classroom erupted in roaring laughter. Meanwhile, you were blushing intensely, and the only mild relief that you got was that even though she definitely got a reaction out of you, her sheer weight made sure to press it down. After a couple more minutes of teasing and laughter, she got off you and turned around.
"Oh, there you are Blaise" She chuckled "You gotta be more careful around big girls like me" She said as she smacked one of her huge cheeks.
"One day, I might not find you" She said as she turned around once again and walked with a seductive sway to her hips, making you gulp the hardest so far.
[End of Flashback]
'It's pretty goddamn ironic that of all things, THAT had to come true...' You thought, feeling that you might be starting to get insane, as you laughed at the sheer absurdity of everything. You then realized you were out of time, and your last sight was an impossibly huge denim-clad jiggling meaty sphere that landed upon you, and then, your entire world went dark...
...
A couple of seconds had passed, and while you were pinned down by an unfathomable weight above, nothing inside you had broken yet. You thought your death would be quick and painless, getting squashed into paste like some insect, but here you were, by some miracle or oddity of nature, you were withstanding millions, if not billions of fatty flesh, and you were still in one piece. That was odd, but you were somewhat glad. However, you wondered how long it'd be until your body finally gave in. Every second passed tensely for you, and there was nothing to do besides thinking, as you were thoroughly engulfed by Lulu's excessively squishy and heavy buttcheek. Even through the denim you could feel how soft it was, and it was probably packed tight inside. Also, the warmth it radiated surrounded you. Thankfully the classroom had pretty good AC so she shouldn't sweat.
The noises from the outside world were heavily muffled, naturally, as they had to make it through millions of metric tons of blubbery jiggling flesh before they reached you, but you still got a general idea. She was teaching as usual, with the occasional laughs from some joke, though she was usually more dynamic and paced around as she taught, it was slightly strange that she sat on you for this long. Then again, you have no idea what'd happen if she got up, though now you had some hope that you could get help. After a few minutes passed and it was fairly obvious you weren't in danger, you could finally relax. This had to be the most extreme 'lapdance' ever, and it wasn't that bad. Your hands were starting to feel numb so you began squeezing and kneading her flesh just to keep them moving. It almost felt like dough. Just like that, time flew for you...
[Note: It's supposed to be the last class for the day, but teachers usually stay some time after to grab their stuff or grade things, so, even after class ends, Lulu's not necessarily leaving right away, unless she has a reason to. Also, the timing for the 3rd choice is indeterminate, it can be the middle of the class or anything]  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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