It was Friday night, and where was Josh Nichols, working at The Premiere, clearing out one of the theaters between showings. He had almost finished his rounds when he noticed that one of the seats had refused to return to its upright-facing position.
"Huh, that's odd," he said to himself, putting aside his checklist to investigate this strange occurrence. He stood over the seat, not finding any obvious reasons why it refused to recline.
"Maybe the spring or the latch is broken?" He asked, trying to lift the seat up, feeling some resistance in the process, ensued by a mysterious mist spraying him in the face.
What followed next happened almost instantaneously, as Josh began to shrink rapidly, falling towards the empty theater chair, thankful for the fact that the seats were well-cushioned as his body bounced on the fabric-covered surface.
Josh was awestricken by the scale of the auditorium surrounding him as he stood atop the seat cushion, thinking this had to be a dream, or possibly even a nightmare. As the theater turned dark, movie trailers began to play on the projector.
"This has to be a joke! The ability to shrink matter is impossible! All the scientific journals I've read have reached the same conclusion!" Josh yelled in amazement, unable to believe that he was most likely the first human ever to be shrunk.
Although, it didn't take long for him to realize the negative implications of this scientific event as he could hear voices entering the theater, movie-goers. Dozens of people flooded into the auditorium, where a vulnerable Josh Nichols was waiting to be sat on by the first person to decide the seat he was standing on would be a comfortable place to watch the movie.
Josh quickly ran some estimations in the back of his mind, comparing himself to the seat he was standing on and concluded that he was about an inch tall, meaning that a girl who was about five feet tall was roughly sixty times his size in his current state.
Josh was terrified by this thought, but a more horrific experience was about to unfold as someone he knew moved in front of the empty seat, the light reflecting off the screen eclipsed by her figure.
Josh swallowed the spit pooling in the back of his mouth, sweat running down the back of his neck as he looked up to face the gigantic person standing over him. "MEGAN!" he yelled in shock, seeing the face of his 12-year-old step-sister looking down at him. She was wearing a pink band-tee and a pair of denim shorts that barely stretched partway down her thighs.
"I guess this is as good a place as any to sit," Megan said, not even acknowledging Josh's existence on her seat as she swung her body around, the sight of her gigantic butt dominating Josh's vision. She didn't see him at all.
Josh's heart sank as he saw Megan's jean-shorts-clad buttcheeks inching ever closer to him as if she were purposely teasing him at the same time she lowered herself onto the seat. The gigantic wall of blue looked like a tidal wave of booty, with only one target to unleash its divine fury upon, Josh.
"Wait, Megan. Please, don't sit d-" was all Josh could say before suddenly, tonnes of the so-called "little girl's" denim-shorts-clad cheeks buried him alive, restricting his movements as she twisted in her seat to make herself comfortable. Her enormous buttcheeks landing themselves on either side of him. As if to ensure he had no easy path to escape them.
Josh endured hell under Megan's butt, surrounded by darkness as the thick abrasive fabric concealing her cheeks scratched at his skin, pushing him deeper into the seat, her unbearable weight threatening to crush him to a pulp. It was only the cushion behind his back that spared him from the fate of becoming a stain of Megan's behind.
The young girl had tormented him for years. But, his current situation was by far the worst pain and humiliation he'd yet to suffer by her hand, dominated by her rear-end. Serving as little more than an extra bit of cushioning for her seat as the gigantic booty finally came to rest on top of him, bearing the weight of a building on his miniaturized frame.
He assumed the worst was over, unable to imagine how the situation could escalate any further, that is until Megan noticed the seat in front of her was unoccupied. She kicked her feet up on top of the next row of seats, centering her weight on top of Josh to the point where he found himself entombed by her endless supply of butt flesh, encased in a thick layer of denim clothing.
"Ah! That's much better." Megan announced as Josh squirmed to survive under the immense weight of her titanic tush. Acting as a mini-massage tool for the young girl's butt as she grabbed her popcorn and the movie began to roll. But she either didn't feel his movements beneath her, or she ignored them altogether, leaning back into her seat to relax.
"Mmmmgnnn!" Josh yelled over and over again into the endless expanse of Megan's shorts, his voice muffled by the weight of her gigantic booty. Unfortunately, he knew the entire movie schedule for the day and had lost all hope that she would find him before the ninety-minute-long movie concluded. Which meant he'd have to survive in misery under Megan for no less than an hour and a half.
Nevertheless, Josh continued his pointless struggles, hoping that Megan's weight would lift off him even a second earlier as a result. Although, he sincerely doubted that she could even feel him moving around underneath her with such a thick barrier separating him from her skin.
How will the rest of the movie unfold?
1. Being smothered by Megan's butt for a prolonged period, Josh loses track of time, feeling as if he'd spent hours under her rear when she finally stands up after the movie, only to reveal that she knew he was there the entire time.
2. During the Movie, Megan drops a piece of popcorn between her thighs, lifting her butt off Josh for a brief moment as she attempts to retrieve it, picking up Josh instead and swallowing him in its place.
3. Josh passes out, waking up towards the end of the movie, hitching a ride in Megan's back pocket back to the Nichols/Parker household, leaving him pressed up against her butt for a while longer.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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