Rita shakes her large hips, her smirk widening. “Well, since I’m going easy on you, Squirt; I think I won’t get creative this time. I’ll just go with my old favorite!”
Immediately, you start struggling in her grasp. “You are NOT sitting on me, Rita!”
The rhino woman giggles and begins walking back to her room. “Yes, I am. What are you gonna do, stop me? Besides, It’s been too long since I sat on a human in my bikini--when I’m in jeans, I can barely feel you squirming under there. They fit too loose for that.”
“EVERYTHING you put on your fat ass is stretched so tight it looks like it was painted on!” You keep up the struggling, but her grip remains tight as ever.
Rita didn’t even look down at you. “To a human, it may look like that. But what do you little guys know about fashion?”
Rita stomped into her bedroom. It was pretty modest by anthro standards--a single large window was in the wall by the rather large bed; a single bedside table next to it. A lamp, an alarm clock and your open cage were crammed onto the table, and some posters of anthro movies decorated the walls, mostly near the closet. To Rita, it was small; but to you it was big as a warehouse.
You stop struggling and look around, confused. “Why are we in here? You change your mind and want me to make your bed instead of sitting on me?” Rita’s bed was already made, but you figured you should get a few more wisecracks in before your punishment.
With her free hand, Rita picked up a pillow and plopped in down in the center of the bed. “Those tiny ears of yours having trouble, Squirt? Like I said, I’m going easy on you this time. Normally I’d drop you in a chair and sit on you--if you were really bad, one without a cushion--but this time you’ll have a nice soft bed under you when the Pink Doom drops on ya.”
“Great. Now I’ll only be flat as a pancake when you’re done, instead of flat as paper like usual. You’re such a fair mistress.” You try and hide your fear despite the snarking. By Rita’s laugh, you failed.
She lifts you over the pillow, dangling you upside down by the leg. Her smile is from ear to ear, and she even shakes her rump in glee. “Thanks, Squirt!”
Rita lets go and you fall onto the giant pillow, sinking in with hardly a bounce. The thing was surprisingly soft, even comfortable. But that comfort goes out the window when Rita turns around, and you’re treated to the all-too-familiar sight of her titanic, bikini-clad rhinoceros booty hovering over your tiny form. She turns her head and smirks at you, and after a wink, lets her mass--and ass--drop on you.
The world goes dark. Insane pressure slams into your entire body and you feel the pillow flatten as you vanish completely under Rita’s behind, her great weight pressing you down into the mattress that creaked under her mass. Instinct kicks in and you begin flailing about, uselessly trying to push the crushing posterior off you; squirm out from under her...but Rita’s sheer weight, and the pliant fat on her butt kept you pinned. The bikini was even too slick to get a good grip on.
Above, Rita sighs in bliss at your struggles. She starts wiggling her behind and grinding down on you, dragging your form back and forth across the pillow. It wasn’t as intense as the other times she’d sat on you, and the softness of the pillow and bed did take the edge of the worst of the pain. Maybe Rita was really going easy on you this time. You still want to scream, but keep your mouth closed: you’d learned the hard way that screaming just got you an open mouth full of rhino flab, and biting Rita’s rear didn’t do anything but tickle her cheeks.
Or rather, cheek. Wait, what? You move your arms as best you can, and just barely feel an edge of Rita’s cheek--and the space between it and the other one. Rita moans and you recoil, but it was true: she’d moved to the side a bit, mostly pinning you under ONE cheek this time, rather than feeling the wrath of both orbs. Another reason her wiggles and grinds were less agonizing than normal: without getting chewed between two cheeks, there was less force.
...And since you weren’t directly under her crack this time, you wouldn’t be at ground zero of any gas. Rita had farted while sitting on you a few times. One time, you lost your sense of smell for a week. NOT being in the direct path of flatulence was quite the blessing, especially given an anthro who like sitting on humans as much as Rita did.
Rita really WAS going easy on you. But, having a multi-ton rhino giantess sit on you was still quite painful, especially if you put up with it for almost ten whole minutes.
By the time Rita gets up, after wiggling down on you one last time, you’re dazed and barely conscious--and pinned to her cheek like a human sticker. She peels you off and holds you up to her smirking face. “Well Squirt, I think you’ve learned your lesson for today.”
You give a thumbs-down. You’re not quite angry enough to give her the finger, since the punishment was slightly less bad than usual.
“Aww, see? You’re even getting more polite! Anyway, now that your punishment is over, I’ve got good news. See, the girls and I were all having fun swimming; but then Lisa--you know, the alligator? She had the idea that we could all meet up at her place and have some fun with our humans together! That’s why I came home so early.”
“And then we had our ‘fun’,” you mumble. Great, now you would have to deal with a whole gang of anthro giantesses; and the humans they’d probably scared into compliance and servitude. “Alright...what’s gonna happen to me?”
Rita laughs. “Oh, that’s the best part, Squirt...us ladies are gonna have a slumber party, just like when we were kids! And bring our humans to play with--don’t worry, I’ll try and make sure Lisa doesn’t eat you.”
You groan. Just perfect. A whole night surrounded by giantesses. You wished Rita was still sitting on you.
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