Ellie's ass slowly descended on you. Despite sprinting at full speed, you were just too slow to avoid the inevitable. As her butt made contact with the chair, you were immediately compressed into an impossibly small space drawing air from in between the threads of her jeans. The smell under her was quite sweaty and reeked of BO; it was not at all a flattering position for her or yourself for that matter. You fate was sealed, however, as Ellie's planetary butt scooted forward into her chair breaking every bone in your body in the process. Ellie went about eating the delicious mac never knowing that you would forever remain a microscopic stain of the butt of her jeans...