The horse woman laughs loudly as she feels you squirming and slapping at her ass in an attempt to escape.
"Nuh uh little perv, you belong to Sasha now," she says, grabbing the tuft of hair sticking out from her crack and pushing your head deeper between her cheeks.
Sasha, as your captress is apparently known, clenches her cheeks over your trapped body breathing heavily. She didn't dance long, but she was clearly out of breath.
"Wooo," she huffs, "I think I need to take a rest," she says chuckling.
The horse slowly walks her way toward the bench, ensuring that you're unable to escape as she moves. She slowly turns. You intensify your struggles in anticipation of what comes next, but are unable to gain any separation from the strength and size of her massive ass.
As she bends, her cheeks part slightly. Feeling you starting to slip out, Sasha plops her ass fully on the bench. Her ass completely engulfs your head and upper body and her thighs cover the rest of you. You are completely immobilized beneath her, unable to even squirm for air.
With a happy sigh, Sasha reaches over and grabs her street clothes from a nearby spot on the bench. She slowly pulls her top on first, struggling a bit to get them over her massive chest. Her smile grows broader as she unfolds her enormous, stretchy latex pants. She stretches one leg in and then the other. She shifts and grinds over your head while still seated, savoring what she's about to do. From deep within her ass, you start to smell a distinctly female scent separate itself from the rest of the odors within Sasha's backside. She's getting excited over her torment!
Sasha quickly stands and clenches her ass over your body, pulling her tight pants up and over her ass. It wasn't an easy task, it took a lot of twisting, jumping, and shifting. Each act put more pressure on your significantly smaller body. But she was finally satisfied that she was fully clothed.
The horse confidently strides over to the full length mirror and admires herself. She spins, checking her body out from all angles. Her smile grows broader when she realizes that there is barely a sign of your body trapped deep within her booty. The only signal that she had a small man within her ass was a small, hardly noticeable bump protruding from the middle of her backside.
"Ready to go perv?" she sings cheerfully, "I do hope your adventure into our locker room was worth it. Hell, you're probably enjoying all of this aren't you?" Sasha laughs as she caresses the bump that is your head.
With that, she happily strides out of the locker room, her human captive left with no choice but to go along for the ride.
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