Which cheek is he under?
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
ndrewt
"Whaddyu say we make this game more interesting?" Shannon asks through shaky breaths, digging around in her mountainous cheeks before finally fishing their "toy" out.
Mia wiped the sweat from her brow why trying to catch her breath. "Oooo, I like the sound of that! How so?"
What was a momentarily relief of not being crush by two titanic blobs of flesh turned into horror in mere seconds. You were returned to the dread stool. The fabric was still warm from Mia’s last round of torment, sticky with lingering sweat. The air was thick and smothering, the odor of it filling your nostrils and burning down your throat.
"Let's see who can actually feel him under their ass. One of us will put him on one side of the stool, and the other will sit down and say which cheek he's under. Whoever get's it right first wins!" Shannon says excitedly, clearly proud of her own ingenious. "And whoever looses clearly needs more practice, and they'll have to sit on out practice Sammy for the rest of the day!!"
Dread washed over you at her words. A whole day? Either one of your ditsy family members would completely forget about you in that time! You try to yell out, move, anything to stop this. To your dismay, your saliva prison didn't falter.
Mia snorted "Are you serious? You know you won't win that!"
"You scared you’ll lose?" Shannon smirked, slapping her own ass. It jiggled for a long moment as her shorts tried their best to contain the round globs of jiggling flesh.
Mia huffed, planting her hands on her hips. "Oh please, my ass is way more sensitive than yours. You probably sat on him for a week before Stacy found him."
"That was one time!" Shannon gasped in defense, looking down at you with an innocent smile. You barely had time to process your fate before Shannon snatched you up between her fingers. She toyed with you in her hand, rubbing you around her palm. "How about you go first if you're so confident then?"
"Watch and learn, sis!" She teased back, and with a jolt downwards, you were finally releashed from her finger back onto the sweat ridden seat. You look around and notice you're on the left side, but when a shadow slowly began to loom over... you looked up.
Mia titanic ass loomed over you causing a shiver to rush down your spine. As she leaned back, you watched as her meaty cheeks spread apart, revealing a darkened line of sweat that has only grown in size from before. You wanted to scream, to move, to do something—but all you could do was stare up in horror as Mia leaned closer, wiggled her hips playfully, and—
BOOM-
Her full weight bore down on you, your body sinking into the plush, sweat-slick fabric of her leggings as she got comfortable. She hummed thoughtfully, rolling her hips just a bit. She moved from left to right, grinding slowly into the seat deep in thought. "Mmm... maybe... no."
Shannon giggled. "Told you! You can't feel him!"
"No! I just need to get a better position, that's all..." She said, lifting herself slightly before dropping back down. It felt as if a meteor fell directly on your chest over and over, every impact sending fresh waves of heat and sweat washing over you. Over and over, grinding periodically before slamming it back down again.
After a few more bounces, Mia sighed dramatically. "Hm... my right cheek?"
"Nope! My turn!" Shannon said happily in her minor victory.
Before you could even begin to hope for a reprieve, Mia peeled herself away, and fresh air—thick with the scent of their workout—barely had a moment to reach you before your mother's ass now loomed over you, and Mia fingers wrapped around you.
Without hesitation, she placed you directly in the center of the chair, ensuring that no matter which side Shannon guessed, she'd be wrong.
She wasted no time. Instead of carefully lowering herself, Shannon simply dropped onto you, flattening you beneath her thick rear in one swift motion.
"Ughhh, I dunno..." Shannon murmured, wiggling her hips back and forth. "I think I might feel something? But I can't tell if it's just my shorts bunched up..."
"Better be sure! Try really grinding in there." Mia smirked knowing she'd win no matter what answer.
Shannon bit her lip in concentration and pressed down, rolling her weight from side to side, her sweat-dampened shorts clinging to you like a second skin. Every shift, every movement, dragged you deeper into the suffocating abyss of her ass, the heat and moisture making you feel as if you were about to pass out.
Minutes passed. Then more. And then finally Shannon concluded on an answer. "Uhm... left?"
"Wrong!" Mia calls out loudly. "My turn!"
The two giantess's continued to sit on you again and again for what felt like hours, and you were suffocated, squished, and grinded into the chair with every passing minute. But eventually, one of them inevitably looses...
Mia wiped the sweat from her brow why trying to catch her breath. "Oooo, I like the sound of that! How so?"
What was a momentarily relief of not being crush by two titanic blobs of flesh turned into horror in mere seconds. You were returned to the dread stool. The fabric was still warm from Mia’s last round of torment, sticky with lingering sweat. The air was thick and smothering, the odor of it filling your nostrils and burning down your throat.
"Let's see who can actually feel him under their ass. One of us will put him on one side of the stool, and the other will sit down and say which cheek he's under. Whoever get's it right first wins!" Shannon says excitedly, clearly proud of her own ingenious. "And whoever looses clearly needs more practice, and they'll have to sit on out practice Sammy for the rest of the day!!"
Dread washed over you at her words. A whole day? Either one of your ditsy family members would completely forget about you in that time! You try to yell out, move, anything to stop this. To your dismay, your saliva prison didn't falter.
Mia snorted "Are you serious? You know you won't win that!"
"You scared you’ll lose?" Shannon smirked, slapping her own ass. It jiggled for a long moment as her shorts tried their best to contain the round globs of jiggling flesh.
Mia huffed, planting her hands on her hips. "Oh please, my ass is way more sensitive than yours. You probably sat on him for a week before Stacy found him."
"That was one time!" Shannon gasped in defense, looking down at you with an innocent smile. You barely had time to process your fate before Shannon snatched you up between her fingers. She toyed with you in her hand, rubbing you around her palm. "How about you go first if you're so confident then?"
"Watch and learn, sis!" She teased back, and with a jolt downwards, you were finally releashed from her finger back onto the sweat ridden seat. You look around and notice you're on the left side, but when a shadow slowly began to loom over... you looked up.
Mia titanic ass loomed over you causing a shiver to rush down your spine. As she leaned back, you watched as her meaty cheeks spread apart, revealing a darkened line of sweat that has only grown in size from before. You wanted to scream, to move, to do something—but all you could do was stare up in horror as Mia leaned closer, wiggled her hips playfully, and—
BOOM-
Her full weight bore down on you, your body sinking into the plush, sweat-slick fabric of her leggings as she got comfortable. She hummed thoughtfully, rolling her hips just a bit. She moved from left to right, grinding slowly into the seat deep in thought. "Mmm... maybe... no."
Shannon giggled. "Told you! You can't feel him!"
"No! I just need to get a better position, that's all..." She said, lifting herself slightly before dropping back down. It felt as if a meteor fell directly on your chest over and over, every impact sending fresh waves of heat and sweat washing over you. Over and over, grinding periodically before slamming it back down again.
After a few more bounces, Mia sighed dramatically. "Hm... my right cheek?"
"Nope! My turn!" Shannon said happily in her minor victory.
Before you could even begin to hope for a reprieve, Mia peeled herself away, and fresh air—thick with the scent of their workout—barely had a moment to reach you before your mother's ass now loomed over you, and Mia fingers wrapped around you.
Without hesitation, she placed you directly in the center of the chair, ensuring that no matter which side Shannon guessed, she'd be wrong.
She wasted no time. Instead of carefully lowering herself, Shannon simply dropped onto you, flattening you beneath her thick rear in one swift motion.
"Ughhh, I dunno..." Shannon murmured, wiggling her hips back and forth. "I think I might feel something? But I can't tell if it's just my shorts bunched up..."
"Better be sure! Try really grinding in there." Mia smirked knowing she'd win no matter what answer.
Shannon bit her lip in concentration and pressed down, rolling her weight from side to side, her sweat-dampened shorts clinging to you like a second skin. Every shift, every movement, dragged you deeper into the suffocating abyss of her ass, the heat and moisture making you feel as if you were about to pass out.
Minutes passed. Then more. And then finally Shannon concluded on an answer. "Uhm... left?"
"Wrong!" Mia calls out loudly. "My turn!"
The two giantess's continued to sit on you again and again for what felt like hours, and you were suffocated, squished, and grinded into the chair with every passing minute. But eventually, one of them inevitably looses...
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April 23, 2025
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