Gary shook your bowl around, making you splash about as he thought about what to do with you before smirking.
"You know, mom and sis have been working out like crazy lately and you're already a pretty great seat cushion. Since you're such a great boyfriend, I'd think you'd want to make their workout even comfier", he laughed. You tried your best to reform, but in your heated state, it would take an extremely long time. "Don't worry, Squishy. You won't have to wait that long. They're fixing to start in a few minutes. And guess what? Stacy's gonna be joining them. Bet you're gonna be happy to see her."
Stacy was one of Mary's friends, who you had first met at a sleepover she had several years ago. She was a lot more playful than Mary, and liked squishing you when Mary wasn't around. She used to get a little carried away when she was younger, but she knew better now and stopped if she could tell you were scared or didn't like it. Still, though, you tried in vain to solidify as Gary tilted the bowl over the seat. "You'd better get used to butts, gummy boy", he laughed as he began pouring your liquid form onto the seat. You mentally cried out for help as the spongy material greedily soaked up your melted body like... well, a sponge, absorbing your gooey form withing minutes. The bully poked the bike seat and laughed as you seeped out a little bit, making a wet squishing sound before he sat down on the seat and you. "Oh yeah. This is really nice", he said as he shifted his weight on you. "Maybe I ought to start working out with them soon", he laughed before getting up and walking off. "I'll catch you later, Squishy."
Right as he left you heard the front door open, and three figures appearing in workout gear chatting. You started panicking, but you weren't able to get free. Suddenly your whole world went dark as the shadow of two plump cheeks descended upon you, the tight fitting fabric barely holding in their ass as they completely pulverized you, making you leak out a bit. "Wow, this cushion's more comfortable than normal."
From the sound of her voice you could tell it was ___ who was sitting on you.
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