"How about we shrink you some more?" Such a suggestion from such a devious individual was disgusting, but whether I appreciated it or not, there was little I could do other than squirm and wiggle under the colossal mass of her enormous buttocks. My size was far too restricting already, I couldn't imagine how useless and pathetic I would be if Catwoman decided to shrink me further, but from the shimmering look in her eyes, I knew that I would soon find out.
With a sadistic glare, Catwoman aimed the statue back down at me, giggling at my weak attempts to break free, and before I knew it, I was once again blinded by the gleaming light of the encrusted jewels. I could feel my entire body shrink even more, my torso now trapped in between both leather-clad buttocks. I could feel my arms slip from beneath her heels, only to slide and remain stuck under each butt cheek, humiliating me even further. My shoulders faded from the sight of Catwoman, a sight that tickled her so. Even my feet disappeared under her behind. All that was left of me was my head, my chin just about touching warm leather.
Catwoman was amused by what she had accomplished. My humiliation, at her expense, couldn't have been any more satisfying. "Now that's better," she remarked, smiling down at my shrunken head, the only part of my body that wasn't engulfed by her enormous butt. Never had Catwoman felt more dominant and superior as she did at this point.
"So Batman," she sarcastically added with a wicked smile on her lips, "Are you enjoying yourself under me?" I did not reply, I was far too embarrassed to answer, I remained silent and defeated.
"You know," she continued to gloat, "It would be such a shame if you happen to suffocate down there, but lucky for you, your head isn't buried underneath me, isn't it?" With that said, she pointed the statue at me once again and shrunk me even further, I felt my head sink in between her immense butt cheeks, where I could barely breathe. "Oops, looks like I was wrong! Oh well!"
I was now totally engulfed under her massive butt. I struggled to breathe, my face was trapped by boiling leather, as if I were buried alive. The black walls of Catwoman's suit surrounded me, I was unable to move, I honestly thought that this was the end. There was no way out from this. I had to admit that I was to die in the most humiliating way ever conceived.
As I slowly passed out, I could hear the echoing voice of Catwoman high above, my ears were muffled under her tremendous weight but I managed to pick up what she said, each word caused a little jiggle, rubbing her leather suit into my face even further.
"I hope you survive down there Batman," she said, "It would be a sad way for you to die, what with being smothered by my butt and all."
With that said, I passed out.
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