This choice: your skirt matches the panties, you blend in too well to see • Go Back...Chapter #5Unobservant Ana by: Unknown Ana sighed to herself as she realized what had most likely happened to you. Being the unobservant person that she was, she probably sat right down on you without noticing. She blushed at the image of your small body plastered to her panties, and cursed herself for always being so unaware of her surroundings.
She grabbed her skirt and lifted it up in the back. She peered over her shoulder, but was unable to get a clear view of her decent sized ass. She walked over to a full body mirror and examined herself closely in the mirror. To her honest shock and surprise, you were nowhere to be found on her panties.
Now, you actually were on her panties of course. However, to the normal eye, it didn’t look like you were there at all. Your blue skirt blended in perfectly with her blue panties, and since you were crushed head first, the only visible part of your body was your skirt. To a normal observer, it looked like Ana was just wearing a normal pair of blue panties. Someone would have to look very closely to discern your faint outline.
Ana let her skirt drop back down with a content sigh. She was relieved to know she hadn’t squashed her best friend under her big butt for the hundredth time. She decided that you had probably just snuck off to use the bathroom, and that you would return in any moment. Content, she walked happily off into the kitchen.
You hated that you were in such a terrible position, but you were unable to rectify that fact. Crushed paper thin, you couldn’t move, wiggle, or squirm at all, and you certainly couldn’t yell to get her attention. You were a victim of fate, and could only wait for your chance to reform and escape. You simply stayed there, your face mashed against Ana’s panties, and waited.
Ana walked into the kitchen and pulled out a chair. She plopped herself down on the hard wooden chair. You were once again forcefully squashed with the full weight of Ana pressing down on you, only this time it was much worse. The hard chair didn’t provide any padding whatsoever, and so the pressure Ana created was intense. The heat began to rise.
Ana scooted her chair in closer to the dinner table, slightly lifting her butt off the chair only to slam it back down again several times. Each pounding from her butt caused you to stick even more to her panties. You began to feel the fabric of her panties hook onto your body, and you knew that it wouldn’t be long for the panties to absorb you. If that happened, you could be stuck for much, much longer.
“Hey Ana.” Emma spoke up, turning to face her daughter.
“What is it mom?” Ana asked.
“Where’s Jill? She was with you, wasn’t she?” You could barely make out Emma’s muffled speech underneath Ana’s flesh, but it sounded like the conversation was about your whereabouts.
“Oh. She went to the bathroom. She should be back soon.” Ana replied. You mentally face palmed in frustration. Ana had thought you went to the bathroom, so now she was going to tell everyone that that’s where you went. And since she was so sure that you were there, her reply was totally sincere, making no one doubt her.
A boring and still painful thirty minutes passed underneath Ana. Nothing had changed with Ana over the course of the half hour, but underneath her was a different story. The heat had risen up to almost intolerable heights, and her sweat began to drip over you. You could also smell a faint odor wafting from her panties, which may have been several days old.
By this time, everyone had arrived to the dinner table. Kat had taken a shower before eating, so that’s why dinner had been briefly postponed. When she returned, Emma smiled at her.
“Have you brought Jill with you Kat?” Emma joked.
“What? No. Jill wasn’t in the bathroom.” Kat eyed her mom in confusion.
“What? But Ana said she went to the bathroom.” Everyone turned their eyes on Ana. Ana shifted uncomfortably in her seat, grinding you with her ass.
“Well…I actually just assumed she went to the bathroom.” Ana admitted.
“Why is that sweetie?” Stacy inquired.
“She…disappeared when we were watching anime. I don’t know where she went, so I figured it was the bathroom.” Kat laughed.
“You probably sat on her sis.” She grinned.
“I didn’t.” Ana huffed. “I checked to make sure, and she wasn’t on my butt.” Kat lifted an eyebrow in disbelief. Does she double-check just to make sure?  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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