"What?! Please no Mr.Holland" you plead not wanting to be sat on
"Hey, you're a tiny man, you got to do what real men say" he says laughing as he starts to lower you down.
You notice that he is wearing a white sweater with tight blue jeans, and you're heading towards his ass. He raises his ass and slip you under, facing his crack. He then lowers his rear again crushing you under it. The weight is unbearable even after being in this position almost all your live you still suffer so much. And the smell, you can smell all the previous farts, it smells nothing for normal sizes people but for you it's awfully stinky.
"You're really comfortable Quentin, you're worth the money" Tom says shaking his ass on you.
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