With fear and adrenaline fueling your movement, you're able to run fast enough to escape being completely engulfed in the woman's fat rear by just a fraction of a second.
Unfortunately, it that wasn't enough time to completely clear her ass. While you were able to save most of your body, your right foot ends up getting caught under the woman's gigantic butt. Her ass is plush enough so that your foot isn't being crushed against the cushion of the booth, but after a few seconds of struggling, you find that it is hopelessly stuck. Your only option now is to wait for the fat lady to get up so you can get another chance to escape.
You look up at the woman to see how far she has gotten into her meal, and gauge how long you have before she will leave. Sadly, she hasn't gotten much farther than the last time you checked. She has just finished her first cup of soda, and is now about to eat one of her hard tacos. With a loud CRUNCH, she takes a huge bite out of it, sending shards of corn tortilla shell raining down on your face. At your diminutive size the spray of food feels like a swarm of insects biting at you face. You shield you eyes as the woman continues to eat her tacos.
After several minutes of being buffeted by taco crumbs, the spay stops. At first you assume that she only paused to get another taco, but you caught completely by surprise as she starts to stand up. You start to wonder why she would leave her meal half finished, but you don't read that much into it. Besides, you're free now. You finally try and find a way to...
"Rita!"
For some reason, rather than taking advantage of your new found freedom, you choose to look at the fat woman again, who hasn't actually gotten up entirely. She just stood up a bit, and is now frantically waving her fat arm in the air. You can see the flab on it sway as it does.
"Rita, over here!"
You move your head to face where the lady is facing to see another Latino woman with short brown hair making her way to the booth. Her belly isn't quite as big as her friend's, but her thighs are much thicker. She's wearing a t-shirt that fails to his her gut, and grey loose fitting sweatpants.
"Took you long enough," the woman said to her friend, giggling. "Have a seat. I already placed an order for you."
The new girl, Rita, had a look of doubt on her face. "I'm not sure Nancy. The food here didn't really agree with me last time we were here..."
"Come on, we don't get to see each other that often. Sit right next to me."
As soon as the word leave her mouth your heart begins to sink. There's no way you can survive another girl sitting on you. You have to get out of there NOW!
You stand up to leave, but as soon as you put pressure on your right foot, a weird tingling sensation sends a shock through your right leg, and you fall just a few inches from where you started. A chill washes though out your body when you realize that after being under Nancy's rear for so long, your foot has fallen asleep. You cannot walk. Before you can think of another way to escape, you look up to see that Rita has already began to sit into the booth. Her humongous butt starts to blot out the light and sounds of the restaurant as it comes closer and closer to envelop you. You desperately try to crawl away, but your efforts are ultimately pointless as the full weight of Rita comes down on you. Her fat ass consumes you in its soft plushness as she gets comfortable in the booth.
Fortunately, between the softness of Rita, and the cushion of the booth, you aren't being crushed to death; but between the pressure her weight is putting on you, and the sour smells coming off her body, your situation is still far from desirable. You feel around in the darkness in a futile attempt to crawl your way out from underneath Rita's fat ass. After five minutes, your hand happens across a hole in her sweat pants. It's smaller than you, but you could probably rip it open wide enough to crawl through, climb though her pant leg, and escape through there. However, it would probably be a good idea to just keep crawling on the booth in search of another safer way to freedom.
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