You look down at the round cheeks below you, and feel conflicted. Her ass was hot, and staring down on it made you feel a little aroused. But you doubted you would enjoy what she had planned for you. Still, it couldn't possibly be worse than her feet. "I choose your ass..." you said after thinking it over. "Oh, great! I can not wait to try some stuff with you! But first, I need to do some baking. My D&D crew are coming over tomorrow and I was going to bake cookies! They can't wait to meet you." She lowered you towards her crack, and there was a faint smell of must that grew stronger the closer you got. You felt your arousal growing slightly as she slowly wedged you between her cheeks. It was somewhat hairy back here, it looked like she didn't shave recently. The scent of her ass clung to the hairs that pushed into your face as the finger buried you inside.
The smell was pretty bad this far in. She had pushed your face up against her anus, the oily sphincter pulses against your cheek. It smelled strongly of facts and sweat. Her finger retreated, and as she let her waistband snap against her skin, you were left in darkness. She began walking to her kitchen, and you immediately realized how hot it was back here. Her fleshy cheeks ground against you with every step, and you were immediately regretting this decision. It was incredibly uncomfortable. As she began slaving over the oven, she started to sweat. It was impossible to tell what sweat was hers or yours, but it wet the pucker that you were pressed against, making everything smell 1000 times worse. As it twitched against your body you were terrified that it might try to swallow you into its hot insides. But you were squeezed too tightly on all sides to retreat from it. After a while, you went limp, and stopped trying to fight against her ass flesh. You felt as though you had become a part of it.
After an hour or so, Light entered your prison once more. Her hand reached for you, pulling your sweat soaked body from her crack. You took your first breath of fresh air in what felt like days, but regretted it. The scent of her ass coated you, and you coughed from the odor. "Alright tiny, ready to make dreams come true?" You hear her say. As you adjust to the light, you see that she has fully undressed, and had-
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