After weighing your two options carefully, you finally choose to watch the movie. How bad could watching a movie possibly be? Besides, if you went to bake a cake, you might even end up inside it and eaten, knowing your luck. You figured watching a movie would be the safer bet. Betty smiled upon your choice, and she scooped you up from your mom and clutched you tightly in her hand.
"Yay!" She squealed. "I'll make sure to pick a good one Ben!" She dropped you onto the tiny couch in front of the TV and went to find a movie. Your mom walked into the next room to see if anyone else wanted to watch a movie. You sat patiently on the couch for a few minutes until Betty and your mom returned. "I found a movie Ben. The Matrix! I've never seen it, but it should be good!" She put the movie in the DVD player. You smiled. You liked this movie. This would be fun.
Moments later you regretted ever thinking that. Betty put the movie in, and the main menu appeared. She smiled at her work, and began to sit down on the couch.
Seeing Betty's massive ass descends towards you made you scream in panic. You dove out of the way, just barely making it to the empty portion of the couch. Betty hadn't noticed at all, and she shifted comfortably into her seat. Meanwhile, your mom sighed.
"Well Betty, the girls are all playing a game. Guess it's just you and me." She began to sit in a chair.
"Sis!" Betty called. "Why don't you sit here with me!" Your eyes went wide with panic. "We'll have room!" Your mom laughed.
"Sure Betty!" You mom walked towards the couch. You knew from past experience that you would never fit on this couch between these two giantesses. The couch was too small. Still, you had no other choice. You ran back over to Betty, and pressed yourself as tight as you could against her thigh. The oblivious Betty didn't even notice. Your mom sat down, her giant butt just barely missing you. Much to your surprise, there was space left between your mom and Betty. You breathed a sigh of relief, and moved from Betty to sit in the open space.
Your mom started the movie. You smiled upon seeing the title appear. It had been years since you've seen The Matrix. Betty watched in awe as the opening scene played out. Your mom was attentive as well. Neither of the girls had seen this movie. You would enjoy their reactions. Or so you thought. No sooner had you gotten comfortable, did your mom speak to Betty.
"Betty, this arm rest is really uncomfortable on my side." She complained. "Mind if I scoot over a bit?"
"Not a problem sis." Betty laughed. You screamed, but were cut off halfway through by your mother's giant thigh smashing into your face. You were instantly pushed back into until you smacked against the wall of flesh behind you. It was Betty's thigh. Your mom wiggled around a bit, and when she stopped you were completely crushed between the two unaware giantess's fleshy thighs. The movie was just getting exciting, and as they tensed up, their legs compressed, squashing you tighter. Only your head remained. You also remembered the movie was two and a half hours long. Why hadn't you chosen to bake?
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