"Be your...cushion?" said James with clear nervousness in his voice. Not that Megan noticed, as she was still beaming down at them. "Well, I always sit on your lap daddy when we watch the telly together. But I think I might need both your laps now" said Megan looking down at her behind with an embarrassed smile. Noticing her embarrassment, Angela immediately piped up. "That is a great idea Megan. Mommy and Daddy will get nice and comfortable for you" said Angela before practically pulling James over to the couch. James looked at her with pleading eyes, but Angela just gave him a silent nod. It was the nod of someone who knew there was no turning back. They both agreed to do this. If they told her that she was too fat to sit on their laps, then who knows how badly she would take it.
Still, both of them couldn't help but sweat as they sat on the couch. Because as Megan leaned in front of the telly to put a show on, her ass was on full display. Her undies were pulled up to the point where each cheek was on full display. It became clear to the two of them that each cheek was as big as each of them. It wobbled like jelly as Megan began humming the theme to her favourite tv show. The rippling started at the tip of her cheeks and went all the way down to the fat encircling her calves. As the telly whirred into life, Megan began to reverse like a truck. The shadow of her ass eclipsed the two parents, their eyes widening as they braced themselves. As if out of instinct, the couple joined hands. No sooner had they did though did the impact come. A massive collision that shook the entire house. If the sofa hadn't been brand new, it would have been nothing but splintered wood beneath her derriere. The couples fear of being covered came true to the fullest degree. They weren't so much covered as buried. The fat spilling over the couch, both the back and the sides. It would have been impossible to see Megan's parents from any angle with the exception of their feet, though even they were mostly covered in thigh meat.
"Wow, this is fun. Normally I am looking up at you when I sit on your lap daddy. But now, you have to look up at me" laughed Megan as she began to get comfortable. Though the simple act of shifting her weight around caused the entire couch to grind into the floor. "This so weird. normally when I sit on mommy or daddy, I can easily tell. Their big strong legs, their chests rising from their breathing and of course the thump thump thump of their hearts. But right now, I could almost forget you were there. Does that make me the grown up now" joked Megan before settling into her tv show.
What followed for Angela and James was like a car crash. If Megan had just remained sat on them, then it would have felt like they were in a vice, slowly turning as their bodies felt thinner and thinner. But Megan enjoyed shows with action in them. Super heroes punching baddies and flying to save the day. Megan got really into these kinds of shows, throwing punches and bouncing in her seat as she cheered the heroine on. But instead of beating up villains, she was crushing her parents. Each impact caused the couple to cling onto each other harder, like they were trapped in a never-ending car crash. The only good thing from all this bouncing was occasionally they would get some air. A slight glimpse of light before darkness swallowed them up again. At times they almost forget that it was their daughter doing this. That a 9 year old girl, their own flesh and blood was rending them so powerless.
Finally, Megan got up as the show came to an end. The parents gasped loudly, their bodies sprawled out in the craters left behind on the couch. As they tried to fill their lungs again, Megan looked at them from between her legs, further making them feel tiny around her. "That was such a good episode. Did you see the part where she threw him through a building?" said Megan as Angela realised she didn't even have the strength to nod. "Yes honey, it was great" lied Angela, who couldn't even hear the telly, let alone see it. James however raised his hand, looking like a child asking permission from the much larger adult. "Megan, would you mind if we changed position" said James before Megan had a chance to put the next episode on. "Hmm, you mean like sit in a funny way?" said Megan, viewing this as some kind of game. James hesitated before carrying on. He had two positions in mind that might alleviate the couples suffering. The first was to have them lay upside down on the couch with their heads facing up. Their heads would go between their daughter's thighs, giving them the chance to breathe and hopefully only crushing their legs against the back of the couch. The other was if they both lay down, using an armrest each for their heads. Not sure how much of her fat was spilling over the couch, they might be able to breathe even if she started moving.
But they were just theories, he had no way of knowing until the weight came crashing down if he had made the right choice.
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