Jamie watched from Catherine's squishy palm as she made her way to the livingroom. Unlike Mary, who was literally living on the edge, he sat safely in the middle of the hand with Wendy and Carla. He watched the world zoom by until they got to their destination. Catherine lowered her hand to the couch, allowing them to climb off onto a cushion.
His feet sunk into plushy field of fabric as he walked, making it difficult to move quickly. Jamie noted the T.V. in the distance. The massive flat-screen seemed big enough to fit a dozen football fields on. The back of the red couch was equally daunting. It stretched skyward higher than the
Great Wall of China, which the family had seen on vacation.
Catherine's massive form distracted him from his thoughts. She was standing with her back turned and looked over her shoulder with a devilish grin. "Could you guys make some room for little ole me?" She asked with obvious false innocence. There was more than enough room on the the other side of the couch but she stood directly over them. Jamie could hear his blonde sister's booming snickers as she began to sit down.
The shadow of Catherine's huge backside began to engulf the entirety Jamie's vision. "Run!!!" Wendy shouted before taking off to her right. The once decent-sized rear of the blonde now threatened to crush her tiny siblings as they tried to scurry away. The sky was filled by her navy blue shorts as they neared the edge of the shadow. Just as she made contact with the couch, Jamie lunged forward narrowly escaping. He also saw Wendy and Mary panting a few feet away.
"Hmm mph!" A muffled scream rang out from somewhere. Jamie quickly realized Carla was missing and began to scan around for her. His eyes quickly fell on an arm weakly clawing at the sofa. The owner of the arm, no doubt Carla, was pinned under the mountain of flesh that was Catherine's thigh. The monolith in question checked on them. "Oh my! I hope I didn't sit on anyone!" She said, pretending not to feel her shrunken sister.
She lifted her leg and gasped, feigning a look of surprise. Carla was pressed into the cushion flat on her stomach. The sight of the squished girl caused Wendy and the twins to laugh hysterically "Oh no! I smooshed Carls!" Catherine said, using Carla's unwanted nickname. "...Shut...up." Carla said between breaths as she was scraped up by Catherine's index finger. Carla sat with her equally tiny family, who stifled laughs. She made sure to be as far from her sister's massive butt as possible.
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