Without a word, Logan runs out of the break room and into someone's office, he constantly moves his hands about as he preps you for his scheme. You are about to pass out, only for him to roll out the office chair tucked under the unknown persons desk. Quickly Logan places you down into the worn, tan seat that seemed to be molded into someone's colossal rumps shape, even at normal size this ass was huge. Holding you down with his pinkie, which you used to guess you were about an inch tall, he laid masking tape over you and then another layer facing upright. You gulped as it became clear that not only were you to be sat on, but whenever your host was to stand up you were going to be stuck to his ass. Logan stopped fiddling with your torture set up when the sound of someone saying goodbye was heard. He looked down and snickered before running out into the hallway. You struggled but to no avail as the owner of the chair appeared in the doorway...
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