Angela took a slow breath, feeling the stress leave her body. Calmly, she removed her jeans and threw them back onto her bed. She was still the mistress of her fate. She could control her desire, and her body, to get what she wanted.
And what Angela wanted right now, more than anything else, was the biggest ass on the planet. She pointed the remote at her rear and pressed the fire button.
The warmth shook through Angela's lower body as she yelped in pleasure. Her thighs began to press together, their swelling bulk pressing against each other and up into her dripping crotch. Her ass swelled further backwards. She could feel it beginning to weigh down on the bed, encompassing more and more of the mattress. She moaned, paused, and looked behind her.
Angela could see the round expanse of her buttocks weighing back on the bed, depressing the mattress like a soft, heavy rock. Somewhere in the commotion, her panties had snapped and flew into the far wall. Angela's eyes widened, and she gave her ass a light, experimental slap. In an instant her legs weakened and she fell backwards onto the bed. Her momentum carried her further backwards; she rolled backwards on her enormous butt and was left, upside-down, panting and amazed, on the far side of her bed. She impotently kicked her overswollen legs in an attempt to get herself upright again, but to no avail.
"This is...a problem," she muttered to herself. "I need a better way of going about this." Angela weighed her options and tucked the remote between her legs, rubbing herself with her wrists. She held the fire button down as she ground her wrist into herself, the sensation of her burgeoning ass filling her nerves with inconceivable pleasure. The plush mattress pressed up against her backside, the luxurious satin sheets caressing every hypersensitized nerve on her ass. She could feel her buttocks begin to droop over the sides of the bed when an unholy creaking filled the air.
Crunch
Angela fell to the ground, the jolt rolling her back upright. She let go of the fire button and took a look around herself. Her squished buttocks loomed out in all directions around her, obscuring the mattress beneath her. She took a sharp inhale and slapped her ass. The shockwave traveled through her inhumanly-large ass, sending her bobbing up and down on an ocean of thiccness. She licked her lips and bucked herself forward, rolling to the ground. Her feet touched ground, and Angela tried to pull herself upright. The bulk of her ass pulled her towards the ground, gluing her to the floor with its weight. She ground a foot into the floor in front of her and tried to drag herself forwards. Nothing.
Angela stared at the ground, idly caressing the expanse of her buttocks behind her.
"I may have made a mistake here," she said, suppressing a groan as she squeezed the expansive cushion behind her.
How would she get out of this situation?
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