Oh god no, oh god! you look up and watch as the huge tigers hind end lowers and lands on you, your reactions are just to slow as the fatty rump
crushes you into the stone, your squrim and struggle with all your might for no avail, the weight and pressure makes you close your eyes as you roll a little, somehow managing to get in a slightly less pressured area....you begin to cry as your stuck rightly in the middly tween the
tigers cheaks above, thank god at least he is clothed. But the smell...the heat... the sweatyness Oh god.. you thought the cats you hunted for pelts where bad.You moan in pain as he shifts on you, settling down with a low rumbling purr of his own, you feel a flex and then...ARRGGHH... the monster farted! How could he..how.You sputter and gasp, struggling to remain awake while the felines voice mumbles"ohhh.. what a day, how many of those little things did I eat. Dog villiages always give me such gas. Hey My bracelet, wondered where I left that" You hear him moan again as his crushing behind gurgles above you. when will this horror end.
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