This choice: I was stuck in between her buttocks. • Go Back... As each leg slid into the tight leather suit, I felt a rising pain all over. As the tight suit attached itself to her smooth flesh, I found myself in a very humiliating position. My suspicion was confirmed when I felt a mighty force from outside, where I was almost crushed by the unstoppable weight of my adversary. I could barely hear, but I could feel Catwoman pulling on her boots as I found my entire body being consumed by two huge mountains of chunky skin.
The stink was unbearable.
As Catwoman ascended back to a vertical stance, relinquishing my hold very slightly, she began to walk. Every movement squeezed me even more, I was suffocating in such a degrading position, wedged in between two mountains of soft flesh and forced in between them even further by the push of tight leather, and each step she took felt ever worse.
She stopped for a moment, presumably to search for me in the mirror, and giggled at the sight of me, pressed in between her buttocks. "My, my," she taunted as she rubbed her finger across my back, "Who's a lucky boy then?" I couldn't reply, I was overcome by the horrible stench, and even if I could, there would barely be a response. "I've gotta say, my little pet," she continued, "You just can't resist my perk little bottom, can't you?"
I was stuck in place, perfectly caught in between two huge buttocks, face first, forced even further by a wall of hot, stuffy black leather. My arms and legs were trapped, there was no hope of escape, or even a little distraction, I was hopelessly imprisoned almost inside Catwoman's gigantic butt. I knew that it wouldn't take long for me to pass out from such a horrid stench, and with the knowledge that Catwoman was free to do whatever she pleased, knowing that her only competition was stored in between her own butt cheeks, my heart sank in despair. There was no hope for me. All I could do was bleed it out, and endure the worst that was inevitably to come.
Suddenly Catwoman made her move. My face was squeezed deeper in between her soft buttocks as she trekked across the rooftops of Gotham city. The further she traveled however, the more she began to sweat. I could feel massive beads of warm sweat drip across my stuck body, staining my entire suit. Eventually Catwoman started to sweat profusely, and I was drenched. It was a hot night out in the city, but Catwoman continued nonetheless, satisfied by the feeling of her old nemesis pressed firmly in between her butt cheeks.
It felt like an eternity, I was disappointed that I did not pass out from such a dreadful scent, but eventually Catwoman stopped. She bent down, presumably to take another glance at me stuck in her rear. "Having fun my little pet?" Knowing that she would not get a response from me, she asked another question. "Ready to rob the bank with me?"
I couldn't even let out a grunt. My muscles were numb from squirming, I was completely drained. I couldn't reply to Catwoman's remarks, but my face grew hotter with humiliation. It was bad enough to be wedged in such an embarrassing position, to be rendered completely useless, but the thought of Catwoman roaming the streets of Gotham freely, free to do whatever she pleased without the fear of any competition, consumed me with rage. As angry as I was however, it did not matter at such a hopeless point in time. I welcomed death at this point.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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