Shrunken, kidnapped, hoisted what felt like hundreds of feet up into the air, and now plunged into a dark, stifling flesh crevice that threatens to smother you to death, you've never been so frightened in all your life.
Chelsey's derisive mocking through your high school years was harsh, but also accurate. You're not some confident, jockish action hero type. You're a spineless coward and she knows it.
Your heart is pumping manically inside your tiny chest as you push and kick uselessly against the suffocating expanse of Chelsey's butt surrounding you. Through the walls of your shifting ass prison, you can still hear her sadistic giggling. It's muffled by the immense mountain of musky asscheek-canyon squeezing down on you from all sides, but you've spent years listening to that giggle–it's burned into your memory.
"Wow, you're really squirming back there, little butt toy. There's no way you're escaping, you know. Why don't you channel all that energy into doing something more exciting, hm?"
Still lying prone on her cushioned mattress, feet waving lazily in the air with her shorts around her thighs, Chelsey gives her perky bubble butt another playful shake, disorienting you even further. You lose all sense of direction, unable to discern 'up' and 'down' amidst the crushing pressure of your bully's ass all around you.
There's no light reaching you to let you recognize the tunnel vision setting in, but the other signs of a full-blown panic are there: your heart is racing, you can't breathe, and rational thought has gone out the window, replaced by a desperate urge to do anything–anything–that might make this nightmare end.
"Come on, you're gonna have to do more than just flail around aimlessly in there. I have vibrators for that. If you can't at least keep me entertained, I suppose I'll have no use for you, and trust me - you definitely don't want that."
You're exhausted. Spent. There's nothing you can do to escape. The only thing you have left is...
"No one knows you're here, you know. All I'd have to do is just shove you up inside of my ass, and it'd be like I erased you from existence. If that's really what you want, then–ohh now that's new..."
Deep within the endless sea of Chelsey's rump, you've broken. You open your mouth and push your tongue against the wall of flesh in front of you. The musky, slightly sweaty taste is overpowering, but it's your world now. You lick and lap at her, hoping to whatever deities might be listening that Chelsey doesn't follow through on her threats to outright kill you.
Your directionless flailing from before is replaced by gentle massaging, or at least the closest analog to 'massaging' you can manage. You kneed your palms against the soft, dimpling flesh encasing your body, rubbing your body against in a desperate plea for mercy.
Grabbing a pillow, Chelsey tucks it under her head and relaxes, closing her eyes. She bites her lip to suppress a moan of pleasure–no need to show her hand just yet. Tiny though you might be, you're wedged deep between Chelsey's cheeks, and the skin around her bleached and puckered anus is quite sensitive.
Your little licks and gentle shoves straddle the sensory line between scratching an itch and a familiar feeling for your towering captor. Chelsey's had boyfriends in the past that, when mounting her doggy-style, enjoyed massaging her asshole with a thumb. Your acquiescent efforts to worship her now aren't all too dissimilar in feeling.
"Mhmm, that's good... keep that up butt boy, and I might just keep you around, haha."
Shifting slightly, Chelsey snakes her right arm down between her belly and the mattress. She arches her back and spreads her legs slightly, making room as her fingers begin to play across her clit. In all the fun, her shaved pussy lips have started drooling, begging her to indulge in her sadistic fantasies.
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