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Chapter #6

Getting Into It

    by: Unknown
Less than an hour went by before Danielle began growing bored with simply sitting on you in one position. Not that she didn't enjoy the superiority aspect of it, granted, but it just wasn't that interesting after a while. Not by itself, anyway, and she had nothing else to do on this flight besides play with her new toy somehow. But talking to you was out of the question, as was bouncing up and down on you in her seat or anything obvious like that, and she couldn't just keep going to the bathroom over and over...

That was when it hit her. Great new ideas don't always appear to women like Danielle and her friends, but when they do they hit hard, and only gather momentum from there. She couldn't do anything obvious, but what was an even better way of dominating someone than sitting on them? Getting your ass kissed. And what was even better than a little peck on the cheek? Really getting their face in there, right in the middle, nose deep. And what was even better than nose deep? Well, Danielle thought gleefully to herself. We're about to find out.

It started with pretty big shifts; her legs changed position, or she turned around in the seat as if to get more comfortable. But that only lasted until you got un-stuck from her cheek for a moment, and you dropped down into the bikini bottom, gasping for air, only to freeze and shout in horror as the massive globe stretched sideways, blotting out the light before slamming down right back on top of you and silencing your cries.

From there, it takes just a few more little shifts - but she doesn't want to draw too much attention to herself by seeming antsy. Another great benefit of this idea was that, considering how many men were always staring at her ass while she walked in public, it was important to not have any conspicuous lumps against her cheeks. Which was why she now looked around as if she was simply bored, using the motion to disguise shifting her weight back and forth from one cheek to the other. It just takes a couple of turns to shift you right between them, and then the real fun begins...

For you the pressure in your new location outside her crack, between the fleshy globes, is only slightly less than it was before at first. But that all changes quickly as the left one lifts just slightly, freeing the whole left side of your body - for a moment. You twist and struggle to push away from the right cheek, thinking of nothing but escaping the crushing weight, when you suddenly pull free of that as well as the left cheek comes down some distance away, thankfully not back on top of your shrunken form again, and the right one lifts up and shifts sideways in the opposite direction. You pant with relief, finally getting a break from the pummeling, before the right cheek settles down some distance away from you, and you suddenly realize just how much worse off you are...

Danielle tried to keep a straight face and not smile as she sat down fully on both sides, feeling your writhing form try to kick and shove your way out as her puckered asshole pressed down hard on you. She'd rather everybody not know how much fun she was really having, and let alone why. She whistled between her teeth for a few seconds, and then stopped, and then sat back and clenched her cheeks together on you, lifting both you and the bikini fabric behind you upwards and into her waiting crack in the process...

The pressure's back. There's no more light, no more sound, just the countless, countless tons of soft yet crushing flesh on both sides, and in front of you, and behind. You try to kick backwards, back toward the seat, and you think you make some progress... but then they let go of you, and you fall down - not to the seat, not really, but to a crumpled pile of bikini fabric that holds you up as the massive cheeks spread and come down around you again, clamping down hard around your form as though trying to swallow you whole.

Another clench. You're picked up, screaming, and the bikini bottom moves with you. Goddamn, this woman really knows how to work that thing. You're dropped back down to the bikini cloth again, and then the cheeks move down for another round.

This time, you feel a hot, puckered wall of flesh up in front of you, barely half an arm's width away. You shove away, thankfully gaining some distance, and kick off of it with your feet as well for good measure...

That turned out to be a mistake, because your left foot meets something firmer than your other limbs had felt, and instead of pushing off of the obstruction, it pushed right through. Your look turns to one of pure horror as you feel your left leg slip through to the knee into the tight, searing-hot rubbery ring of flesh, which quickly clamps down around your ankle in the darkness beyond, locking it in place.

Unable to resist gloating this time, Danielle smiles as she clenches around your captured limb, and covers it up by looking at her phone as if she'd just read something funny. 'You're all mine now, little Toy.' She thinks to herself, while trying to imagine the look on your face right now. 'I've got you, whether you like it or not. You should give up and accept your place, although I do so love it when you struggle...' Hitting a few more buttons on the phone, she pretended to sit back and adopt a long-term 'texting' position, executing the final phase of her wicked plan...

You're left dangling by your left leg from your captress's anus as her cheeks spread apart just slightly, come back together just tightly enough to hold you in place upside-down inside her crack, and then slowly begin settling down, letting the wedgie on the seat push up on your shoulders to force you further into her. You let your leg go loose as much as possible, not wanting to slide it into her any further, but it still gets pushed in up to the knee. At this point, you either get out now, or get stuck straddling her sphincter next time countless tons of flesh come pressing down on you.

Squeezing your eyes shut and hoping against hope, you bring your right foot up, and push off hard against the flesh...
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