“Boob Smother!”
Mikita smiles down at you viciously as she presses her breasts together. Her thin dress crumples as the lemons on it give way to surprisingly large, round boobs. You didn’t look for long though, considering you were far to busy trying to escape. Legs pumping, you ran towards the edge of the bed, making slow progress with your tiny frame.
But your morbid curiosity got the better of you. You looked back again, naturally slowing yourself down as you did so. You watched as the titanic woman landed just ahead of you. When her bobos squished into the bed, the whole thing rattled and shook with her increased weight. The sheer force of the quakes caught you off balance and forced you to fall onto your butt. A moment later, her thin stomach collapsed on your body, it’s small frame managing to feel like a small house sitting on top of you.
You considered yourself lucky though. She must have anticipated that you’d keep pace; surprisingly, your sudden stop had been a boon! That probably wasn’t a sustainable way to avoid her, but you’d take what you could get.
“Why, aren’t you a clever little one ~ ♥”
You didn’t feel particularly clever right now with your body still smushed to the bed despite your meager victory. The weight on you suddenly decreased, and Mikita lifted back up. You feel to the bed, flipping over to land on your back. Given the crushing you had just went through, you were still winded. Your mind screamed at you to move; that escaping was the best plan for your future. Your lungs were too busy with the here and now though. Mikita’s green eyes shimmered with savage glee when she realized how helpless you were. She pressed her hands to her breasts again, cupping them and smushing them together, readying for a second attack you couldn’t avoid. Pale round breasts molded into each other as she pushed them together, teasing you before she called out her next strike.
“Kilo Kilo Boob Smother ~ ♥”
You were still winded, and could only watch as the giant woman hurtled down to you chest-first. The round orbs of her tits casting a shadow over you again. You could make out a lemon from her dress being eaten by her cleavage, and you knew that you would soon be awaiting the same fate. Deciding not to just watch your doom come, you jerked your head up. Mikita was looking down at you maliciously, a gleeful smirk covering her face.
And then she landed on top of you. Her left tit smashed you into the mattress, and the whole thing once again resounded with the incredible weight she put on it. The bed below you was bouncing, and the skin above you was jiggling; it was like being caught in an avalanche from above and below. The constant motion would have made you a little queasy if it wasn’t mercifully short until things settled down.
“Heehee ~ ♥”
You felt the giggle as much as heard it, since it caused her soft boob to ripple slightly. Despite how soft and almost cozy it was, it felt like an anvil was trying to crush you into submission. Your face was stuck against her warm skin, but you could feel the fabric of her dress pinning your arms. You tested trying to wriggle away with small movements, but the absolute weight of this woman mushing into you stopped that from being even a mild hope for you.
And then, to make matters worse, you realized that you couldn’t breathe! So not only could you not move, you couldn’t signal if you were fading out or not! Panic seeped into you, but there wasn’t much you could do. You’d just have to hope she lifted up in time.
“How long can you hold your breath my little pet? We’ll have to see, won’t we? ~ ♥”
And then, somehow, the weight on you increased even more.
“Let’s just make sure you don’t somehow manage to squirm free. It would be a shame for this game to end early.”
And so, the seconds passed by glacially slowly as Mikita kept her soft weight planted on top of you. You went from just kinda wanting air, to having your lungs burn, to trying uselessly to wiggle even a tiny bit over the course of the next few minutes. At some point, you wondered if your small frame made you last longer than you otherwise would have.
Finally, for the first time all day, Mikita showed you the tiniest bit of mercy, granting you fresh air. While you gasped and wheezed, she turned onto her side, giggling down at your helpless form. She only gave you a few moments before she started to speak.
“This one is jealous ~ ♥”
She grabbed her other boob; the one that didn’t smash you. You feared that she was about to land on top of you again, but that would have been too boring for her. Instead, she wrapped her hands around you, plucking you up and placing you between them. Since she was on her side, her bottom breast cushioned you like a mattress while the other one covered you like a blanket.
“So they should get to work together!”
She increased her weight again, giving her top breast enough additional force to squeeze down on you while the other one pushed up from her lying state. She giggled as she felt them both crush into you, working together in perfect harmony to smother you again?
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