"Alright I guess I'll play Twister..." Kyle cautiously says, recalling the childhood game with fondness.
"Great!" Hermione says. "I'll be right back."
You confusedly look on as she runs out into the other room and take a look around. Again, there's nowhere for him to go. Although he could possibly cover the ground to hide somewhere, he would be much too tired by the time he reached his destination to do much else, and Hermione had a home field advantage anyway. So you just sit on the floor waiting for your captor to return.
Return she does, and she is dressed in a baggy T-shirt, some tight black spandax shorts, and a pair of oversized fluffy socks. She carried a box with her; it was the Twister game.
"I'll set the mat up and go first, you can spin the needle for me. Once I go I'll spin for you, but instead of hands and feet you have to go to the nearest color to me. Then I'll give you the needle and you'll tell me where to go. If I keep my balance after 10 minutes, we can go watch a movie. But if I fall at any point, well, wherever you are, that's where you're going to be spending some time while I get to watch the movie. Ready?"
Honestly you weren't at all, but you decide to play along. You spin the needle and she goes to right foot green. She spins for you and you get left ha-well, whole body blue. You carry the board with you to your destination, which seems to be a bit behind Hermione. you spin for her and she gets left hand yellow, which causes her to arch over you and take her place. Her rather large behind is now hanging over you cautiously. Nervously, you call out her next move: left foot red, which was right underneath her right leg. This caused her to twist precariously underneath herself, causing her ass to lightly brush against your hair. You duck in fear, but she begins to wobble. You call out her next move, left hand blue, which is right where you are. This causes her to bend at an impossible angle, and she topples down, crushing you under her ass. It's like memory foam, encasing your entire body in it. It smells vaguely of stale sweat and perfume; a rather earthy smell. You struggle to make her get up, but she only sits up and adds more pressure to your prison.
"Well, I guess you couldn't resist throwing the game just to get under me, could you?" Hermione asked, playfully wiggling her ass on top of you. You moan in annoyance, but the small vibrations barely register against her large buttocks.
"Well I guess we should go see the movies now, I was thinking Titanic and Gone with the Wind. Not that it matters to you, since you'll be in the back of my panties." Giggling, she picks you up and throws you into her outstretched shorts and underwear, then snaps them shut, launching you into her butt crack. Shoved into her ass with her wedgie and unable to move, you being to panic.
What is Hermione's next move?
1. "I think I'll have some ice cream with the movies, but you might want to brace yourself, I'm lactose intolerant. Looks like we'll both be Gone with the Wind."
2. "For your sake I hope I don't fall asleep during the movies. Can't promise you I'll remember where you are when I wake up, so you might pull an all nighter."
3. "When we're done with the movies, since I'm dressed for it we might as well go for a jog, and maybe pick up some of that American food, "Taco Bell?"
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