As you plummet from the sky you can’t help but appreciate the fact that you narrowly avoided being giant food. But on the other hand you were falling straight to your death.
As you let out a scream it got muffled by the fleshy mound of skin you got lodged into. You tried to orient yourself and get your bearings and you realized where you had fallen. Right into Alexis’s thighs, as you tried to push against the mountains surrounding your tiny frame you overheard some talk from the giants above.
“Why do you always use so much, you’re making a mess of the table” hissed Lauren in her constant condescending tone. “What do you meannnn it’s fineee” said Alexis “I think you’re just bland.” As you listened in on the conversation you realized it probably wasn’t the smartest move considering your predicament.
Alexis seperated her thighs, just enough for you to fall onto the chair she was sitting on. As you looked around you saw under the table. A girl with big black combat boots, a girl with red leggings and red shoes, a girl with.. fur? That must’ve been that bunny girl Alexis mentioned. Looking over you saw a girl with jean shorts and blue flip flops. And finally a girl with green pants a green shoes. Looking behind you realized that Alexis was wearing a skirt and it flustered you but before you could be embarrassed she squished her meaty thighs together trapping you inside once again. As the warm flesh enveloped every crack that you weren’t taking up with your own body it almost felt pleasant, like being covered in warm laundry, but ofcourse the pressure was unbearable. As her thighs pushed deeper together you felt like you were inside a trash compacter, you head was starting to hurt and your legs were going numb.
Fortunately she released you from your torture chamber, and she leaned back in her chair. This angle sent you tumbling down deep into her skirt. As you tried to find handholds in the beaten up chair you kept sliding down and eventually collided with her. She had closed her thighs again but luckily you were in the one area where it didn’t squish you. As you were laying down trying to find a way out you heard muffled conversation from all the girls but someone across the table must’ve showed Alexis something because she slightly got up and repositioned herself on the edge of her chair.
Unfortunately this did not mean freedom, the oppisite intact as now she was sitting on you with all of her body weight. As you struggled and tried to move in anyway you could you felt the mounting pressure, if you couldn’t find a way out you’d become a stain on her tights. You saw the tiniest splinter of light and tried to reach for it. You pulled yourself out from underneath her but just as you were freeing your leg she rolled back a small bit and you were trapped up to your waist again. You couldn’t get trapped under there again. With all the sweat and the grime and the pressure, you pushed off with all your strength and finally got free. But you might’ve over done it because now you’re tumbling to the ground
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