You learned quickly that Danielle was an restless woman. She couldn't go more than a few moments without shifting, grinding you even more into her soft butt cheek. The more she wiggled around, the less you could even try to move under her. The cheek on top of you combined with her sarong blanketing you from behind made your surroundings get very warm very fast.
An announcement came on over the plane's intercom. It was a little muffled from your position, but you could still make out what the pilot was saying.
"Hello passengers. We ask that you please fasten your seatbelts at this time and secure all baggage underneath your seat or in the overhead compartments. We also ask that your seats and table trays are in the upright position for take-off."
The sounds of people buckling themselves in and making sure all of their luggage was in compartments filtered into your ears while Danielle stayed planted on top of you while all of this was going on. Unknowingly, she was keeping you very secure under her weight. You sunk into her the skin of her ass cheek, and, despite your best efforts, you would not be moving from this position.
The chaos of people getting ready for takeoff died down, and after a few announcements by the flight attendants, you felt the plane start to move forward. A few moments passed where the plane was picking up speed on the runway, and then it took off into the air. It felt like the weight on top of you doubled as Danielle's inertia pushed her into the seat. You screamed into her butt, hoping to get someone's attention, but her massive ass stopped anything from escaping. No one was coming to rescue you.
Finally the weight on top of you let up slightly. You figured that the plane must have reached it's desired altitude. Well, just a few more hours until the flight was over. Although, how exactly would you get free once the plane landed? That was a question you mulled over while the plane cruised in the sky.
As the flight went on, you could feel your body compressing. It was a strange sensation, but your body was literally flattening out under the oblivious girl's weight. You weren't really able to breathe, but for some reason you didn't feel like you needed air. That must have been a side-effect of the shrinking. Well, you would take what few wins you could wherever you could.
Another announcement made it's way over the intercom, and the muffled words terrified you.
"Hello passengers, we will be hitting a little turbulence. Hold tight and it should be over soon."
True to the pilot's word, the plane hit a bump. Danielle was lifted into the air, and then, naturally, came back down, slamming her weight on top of you. Her thick cheeks rippled, meaning that not only did you get to feel smushed, you were also dizzy. This pattern continued. The plane would hit turbulence, and Danielle would bounce on top of you, adding to your discomfort. Worse, her ass jiggled wildly with each bump, and the constant motion was starting to make you sick. Finally, the plane settled and you were left in your regularly sweaty crushing prison in Danielle's sarong. You sat back, willing the minutes to pass as you stayed crushed beneath this stranger.
She shifted even more than usual on top of you. You weren't certain what she was doing, but you were curious as to what made her so active. This period of activity was followed by a long few moments where she didn't move. Those moments started to turn into minutes, and Danielle's light snoring clued you in to what must have happened; she must have grabbed something to help her fall asleep. Great. Now not only would nobody hear you yell for help, but you didn't even have a chance at being discovered by the person sitting on you!
You tried to fall asleep under this woman's butt, but the heat and pressure were too distracting. Instead, you tried to think of anything that would get your mind off of your current situation, but obviously you weren't successful for that either. You took an inward sigh, and started counting seconds to alleviate the boredom.
A fews hours later, you could feel the plane coming to a stop. You heard other passengers exit the plane, while Danielle slowly started to wake up. The plane was almost empty before finally, thankfully, she stood up. You stuck to her ass, but you felt like there was hope to free yourself considering how sweaty it was down here. You wiggled and wiggled, and, to your surprise, started to fall. The breath was knocked out of you as you landed on the seat with a solid thud, but you were just happy to be free.
The sound reached Danielle, who looked down, puzzled. When she saw you, her eyes widened in shock.
"Who are you? Were you on my chair the whole time?"
After being smushed under this lady for hours, your rage boiled over. You let her know exactly what had happened.
"This was supposed to be my seat, but you didn't even look before you sat down. Your massive ass crushed me the entire flight!"
You could tell that was a stupid thing to say the second it left your mouth, but there was no taking it back now. Looking up at Danielle, you could only hope for mercy.
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