A powerful gust of wind caught the ship, knocking it off balance and sending it to a soft landing below. It has been knocked onto the cushion of a chair. A chair which George was about to sit down on.
The passengers watched George's massive behind coming down on them. The ship was small enough to slip between the fibres of his pants, which gave the captain an option to escape. If they remained here, they could be crushed flat by the biggest butt they'd ever seen. They needed to get out of the way before that happened. People were starting to panic as the colossal moon drew closer.
The ship lifted off, but to their surprise the captain was flying them towards George's encroaching butt. "What are you doing?"
"Trust me, I can get us out of this!" the captain tried to keep order as he approached George's backside. Dodging between the fibres of his pants, the ship zoomed full speed into the dark unknowns of George's butt. In fact, they were travelling so fast they shot up into the boy's asshole. George had planted himself firmly in the seat.
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