Frantically, you wave your arms, hoping to get the attention of the giant trainer looming high above you. It wasn't working. Refusing to give up, you try yelling again. Not too long after the girl stopped just short of the tree stump. She must have heard you. Relieved, you lower your arms and sigh.
However, your celebration didn't last long as the giant girl began to sit down, her bicycle shorts clad rear coming down at an alarming rate. You scramble out of the way but trip on your own feet. Landing on your forearms, you try to get back up. Instead you stumble and flip onto your back.
You suddenly wish you didn't turn over. The shadow of the giant trainer was right over you. Not only that, but you got a view of what exactly caused it. You close your eyes and hold your arms up in an attempt to shield yourself.
It didn't work.
The world suddenly turns dark, and the air leaves your chest. Your body sinks into firm yet soft rear. The fabric might as well not exist, as you can feel an embarrassing amount of body heat coming from her massive butt. You struggle against the oppressive weight, wriggling and pushing against her. Unfortunately, your arms only sink in deeper.
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