You nervously search for Danielle's contact in your phone. You dial her number. An uproar of notes and vibration assault Danielle's hand. "Hey babe!" You hear her voice boom overhead, and also through the phone. Before you can start talking you hear a tone reverberating through the phone. It grows steadily louder until it is louder than even Danielle's voice. "Babe?" her sweet voice cuts through the obnoxious tone. You quickly hang up the phone. Damn feedback... I guess I am pretty close to her phone, even if it seems like hundreds of feet in the air to me.
"Hmmm..." Danielle gives a curious hum before your world starts to shuffle. She is getting up! You find it hard to run on her smooth leggings; soon your sprint turns into a tumble and you fall the long distance down to the couch as Danielle ascends into the heavens. You collect yourself in time to look forward, observing the monolithic structures that are her legs before you. Your head tilts upwards and you are met with a view you could only describe as magical. Danielle's ass hangs high in the sky as she decides what to do. Her thighs and cheeks are squeezed by the leggings, providing a perfect outline of a perfect butt. She lets out another hum, swaying her hips as she places her finger on her chin. As she does so her cheeks seem to jiggle in slow motion. You wipe the sweat from your forehead.
"I guess I shouldn't worry." Danielle is fond of talking to herself. She stretches her arms high in the sky, yawning, and to your sheer horror, her ass descends to your position. It begins by slowly getting transitionally larger, the closer it comes. Then the light from the sky is mostly blocked out. The last few inches are a freefall. You turn at the last minute for your face to be met by your girlfriends massive all-encompassing ass. It sinks deep into the couch, the equivalent of about a hundred feet for you. It doesn't hurt so much as it paralyzes. You cannot move a single muscle. The air is forced out of your lungs. Your tiny diaphragm couldn't hope to stand up to the weight of the Goddess known as Danielle. And so, that is how you die, the last thing you feel is the vibration of Danielle's sweet voice. "I wonder what was so important Rob had to leave..." Irony? Or is this the happy ending you would have wanted? Would you have hoped she would notice you? A miserable speck who could barely compare to an ant? Maybe it's easier this way, being snuffed out by Danielle's right butt cheek instead of hoping to compare to something in a world of giants. A fitting end; to be destroyed by someone so dear, while you were so tiny, she didn't even know she was doing it.
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