You lose track of time trapped in those cheeks. The body collapsing and your mind wandering away from the stinky hell you were placed in. How long had it been? A few minutes? A few days? Either way your mind couldn't handle it and passing out was your only option in order to save your feeble mind.
That’s not to say your dreams were any better, far from it. Despite the fact you was a dream and you subconsciously knew that fact. There was a reoccurring vision that your brainwaves pounded you with. That mind of yours couldn’t help but picture being surrounded by the bouncy, fat butts of god knows how many women. These bodies and voices were mixed and matched from what you knew as one looked like a combination of your mama and maid. Sharing the sweat potential of the latter and the business suits of the former as this mix up women smothered your face in the ass. Then there were your sisters? Or sister in this case, combined just like your maid mother. They made sure to smack your face with their cheeks as they twerk for what felt like hours. The last thing you’d want is to wonder what could be worse but your subconscious supplied it!
“Alright girls! This brat is mine!” Luna smirked as your body was trapped, unable to move in the dream the same way it did in real life. Laughter and clapping followed along as some hard punk music played in the background. From there it was a total fever dream as if your dream turned on and off. One minute was dream, the other was your reality of ass right to the face. It flipped back and forth as your body went through whiplash and buttemash both at the same time. Bus walls and white walls, family and classmates all meshed together in an abstract kind of hell. Eventually it did end and your mind fizzled back to earth.
Your body once again returned to society, picked off Luna’s ass like a common piece of food. She smirked of course, rubbing your damaged mind and smelly hair as your vision returned to this fat girl life. Giggles could be heard, laughter and delight at a male’s suffering. The only question being who is laughing at you on this bus?
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