Held in the pudgy grip of a truly colossal woman – both in height and girth – you were utterly spent after your worship session entombed beneath the BBW wrestler’s powerful butt cheeks. Yet rather than look concerned at your exhausted state, the domineering Samoan beauty instead curled her plump lips into a proud smirk. She was clearly smug at the power she held over you as her chubby cheeks puffed out with pride. Her double chin was easily visible from your vantage point held at the same level as her neck, deliberately made to look up into her cold eyes looking down on you. But then again, this was the same woman who took joy in throwing her weight around, slamming and squashing her fellow wrestlers around the ring.
“Well little man, it’s time for us to head out to the arena. Big show tonight.”
“Us?” you asked, still breathless from your big booty experience. “Where am I riding, in your bag or something?”
“My bag?” Nia’s smirk downturned into a judgemental scoff, as if you’d asked the stupidest question imaginable. “Why would I stuff you in a bag, when you’ve just proven that you can handle my big, powerful ass?”
“What?” you gasped in shock, aghast at what this giantess expected from you. You were on the verge of passing out after mere minutes of being squashed beneath her astronomical mass of booty; how the hell did she expect you to survive a trip stuffed in her giant butt?
But it was clearly not a matter for discussion, as she casually dropped you to wait back on her bed while she grabbed a change of clothes. Within no time at all, you were picked up and slotted right back between the giantess’ humongous, doughy, dimpled ass cheeks. Plus-sized underwear was promptly pulled up, pinching you between the spheres of pure butt fat.
It was immediately impossible to get comfortable, as you slipped and slid all around the cavern of Nia’s booty canyon, only the layer of her huge panties keeping you secure in her crack (which thankfully didn’t smell too sour and wasn’t overly humid at the moment). Even something like putting her bra on caused turbulence in your environment, with tremors from every little movement reverberating throughout Nia’s hefty frame to jiggle her mighty rear.
But while you had a tiny bit of wiggle room and could see a little bit of light entering her underwear, all that was about to change.
As Nia put on a tight, figure-hugging leopard print jumpsuit, the entirety of her corpulent curves were squeezed inside, her bust becoming even more eye-catching, her dome-like belly squishing into multiple rolls. But most importantly for you, the rotund walls of flesh either side drew inwards to squish together, engulfing and crushing you like you were trapped inside a compactor.
Sealed away in complete darkness and hugged altogether much too tightly by a 300 pound Samoan’s flabby ass cheeks, you thought it couldn’t get any worse.
But then, Nia began to walk.
Those encroaching butt cheeks took to grinding you up until you felt like your bones had been crushed into pulp, constantly shifting and tossing you as much around the cramped environment as they could. If ever there as an experience to cause claustrophobia, then being trapped in the depths of Nia Jax’s powerful giant booty was certainly it.
As you were tossed in the churning maelstrom of grinding, wobbling butt cheeks, you were constantly being knocked around, slapping face-first into plush, meaty surfaces which were so pillow-like, you seriously feared you’d sink right into them, lost forevermore in the depths of Nia Jax’s colossal asscrack.
Your screams were either too muffled to penetrate the prison of the BBW giantess’ prodigiously plump posterior, or the Irresistible Force of WWE simply didn’t care about your plight. In such a meaty prison, it was like you were cut off from the rest of the world. You could hear the booming footfalls echo from outside, each step creating a bootyquake to hurl you around so frantically that you suffered motion-sickness.
But your frantic flailing and constant motion caused you to gradually fall deeper into the abyss, until you could no longer find the fabric of Nia’s panties in the dark. That layer was lost to you. The only thing you could feel up, down, left and right was the meaty expanse of the giantess’ gargantuan ass cheeks. Nia Jax was such an enormous woman that she could bury any full-sized woman in the locker room under her ass simply by sitting on them. But to a tiny like you? You might literally be lost in her butt forever.
To make an already horrifying situation worse, the temperature rose with every passing minute. Before long, it was hot and humid, almost stifling. Cushy walls of inner butt cheeks which had been dry were now becoming moist every time you slapped into them, as Nia’s voluminous booty began to sweat. Even inhaling now caused you to wrinkle your nose, as the pungent odor of butt sweat began to infiltrate your nose.
But unless Nia dug you out of her titanic rear end, there was nothing you could do, enveloped deep within the soft, smelly depths of the BBW giantess’ booty canyon.
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