Brandon hornily looked down at his new action figure and instantly grabbed you. "I think I am going to have a little fun with you." Your heart began to drop as he placed you on the cushion of the couch. You see his massive butt come down on you slowly, but you are paralyzed with fear to move anywhere. Once you felt his denim jeans pressing on your delicate body, you suddenly lose a huge breath of air. You feel yourself being pressed down into the spongey memory of the couch while having your whole body pinned down by two large buttocks. Your face was not underneath him, but you still smelt a noxious, lingering odor that came from his ass.
Enjoying every moment of this, Brandon rips and crackles a big fart that was enough to make you gag. The smell lasted for what appeared to be hours, but only a few minutes. You become disoriented by the fact that he is wiggling his butt around, tossing you back and forth making you even dizzier. At your mercy, your friend gets up and the weight is free from your body. "How do like my bubble butt? I know that you like to look at it when you are behind me." You blush for a second, knowing that what you do is true. You go against what you think and yell in a high pitched squeel. "I do not! That is a load of bullshit!" Brandon smiled, not being one bit intimidated of you. "Here's the deal, I am going to sit on you until you admit the truth." Since you did not admit it and don't plan on doing so soon, Brandon...
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