The earthquakes intensified until you were forced to lay on your stomach, as it was impossible to stand up. You then saw a colossal figure walk in from the distance, and you shuddered, even though you knew you had been shrunk ridiculously small, you weren't quite prepared for the true reality of your size compared to another human being, and it didn't help that Ms. McAllen, or Lulu, as she preferred to be called by those she considered close, was anything but small. Each footstep of hers felt like a magnitude 8 earthquake to you, and you could even tell that the bench itself shook a little each time as well.
'Well, she could go to literally any bench around, I can't possibly be that unlu-' You thought, but that thought was cut off as her gigantic frame towered over you. She sighed and put a bag she was carrying on the floor to her side. You decided to stay still, since moving might be a giveaway, and if you don't move, she might not notice you in there. So, you can't help but stare up; her body doesn't even begin to compare with even big stuff you're familiar with, it looks like she'd dwarf anything, houses, buildings, mountains... she was on a whole other league of her own in terms of size. Still, you couldn't help but wonder what she'd be doing at gym at this time... unless... she actually worked out at this precise time to be by herself, maybe feeling a bit self conscious about her weight, though she never seemed the least bit insecure about her figure, and instead she usually appeared rather proud of it.
She didn't seem to be paying attention to you, and grabbed her shirt and slowly took it off, revealing a black sports bra that looked a bit too small for her, making her chest look even bigger than it already was, though to Blake they were already at the mountain tier size-wise. What he found odd, though, was that it definitely didn't look like the way one would simply take off a shirt... it was far more slow, as if she were stripping for someone. She smiled and looked down at her chest, she caressed it next and cupped her boobs a few times, as if to show off their size to an inexistent audience. Eventually, she put the shirt on the bench, close to one of its ends.
She then smiled and slowly turned around, giving you a view that you were absolutely not prepared for, her utterly massive ass. It was so huge it was completely mind-blowing, it dwarfed the rest of her body so badly that it wasn't funny, and while her boobs were mountains to you, her bottom twins were vast planets, if you ever found yourself stranded on one of them, it looked like you could forever wander aimlessly around it, and never reach anywhere. Even when contained by its tight denim prison, it wobbled wildly like gelatin, and said wobbling only intensified as she started to struggle to take her pants off. She either had real difficulty containing all that ass, or she was too taking her sweet time like before. In any case, you stood helpless, watching.
It took her a fair bit of effort, but she managed to slide the jeans down from her waist, doing so very very slowly, and soon you realized why, her pants were indeed always far too small, her monstrous ass was compacted tightly into it, and when she started to slide it down, they seemingly expanded, almost like balloons, and when she finally got them all the way down, her already massive ass looked far bigger, and it revealed that it badly demolished what probably were black lace panties into something less than a thong, which disappeared into her humongous crack, which was so deep that even while she bent over in direct light, it was completely dark deep inside, and you couldn't see where it ended. That thought made you shudder more than anything else.
Unlike with the shirt, she tossed her jeans aside pretty carelessly, and sensually swung her enormous hips from side to side, making her ridiculously large cheeks bounce and clap with little effort, and those claps were like sonic booms to you down on the bench. It was a morbid spectacle, even magnified thousands or millions of times over, there was something incredibly sexy and stunning about her, but at the same time, it was incredibly intimidating, as you remembered what benches are for, and that you happen to be on one, and worst of all, the one behind her. It was hard to keep a straight face, and also not to break out and run, but so far, it seemed you had been playing it safe indeed.
Ms. McAllen stepped back, her calves were less than fractions of an inch close to the bench's legs, and above, her mammoth ass kept on jiggling and wobbling, casting a shadow that was far too big to be properly contained by it. With seemingly practiced grace, she slowly lowered her tremendous rear over the bench while still swinging it from side to side. Your heart pounded faster and more intensely, a pair of worlds was effectively descending upon you. Making a risky bet, you still don't move, and hope she doesn't sit all the way down, and even if she did, it would've been impossible for you to get away even if you ran for half an hour with no breaks. Her colossal ass lowers farther and farther down until it almost touches the bench, it's so close you can feel its warmth, and if you extended your arm you could touch it. Her immense chasm of an asscrack hovers right above you...
[What happens next?]
You look up, and realize she's looking straight at you "Enjoying the show?" she asks with a wink before she swiftly picks you up...
She finally decides to sit down on the bench, and you're engulfed and pinned beneath her titanic ass while she takes her shoes and socks off to do exercise...
There's a low, deep rumbling for a split second, and before you know it, you're on the receiving end of the biggest, most powerful explosion ever since the Big Bang as Ms. McAllen unleashes one of her room-shaking farts right on you, at near point blank... What happens to you?
'Well, she could go to literally any bench around, I can't possibly be that unlu-' You thought, but that thought was cut off as her gigantic frame towered over you. She sighed and put a bag she was carrying on the floor to her side. You decided to stay still, since moving might be a giveaway, and if you don't move, she might not notice you in there. So, you can't help but stare up; her body doesn't even begin to compare with even big stuff you're familiar with, it looks like she'd dwarf anything, houses, buildings, mountains... she was on a whole other league of her own in terms of size. Still, you couldn't help but wonder what she'd be doing at gym at this time... unless... she actually worked out at this precise time to be by herself, maybe feeling a bit self conscious about her weight, though she never seemed the least bit insecure about her figure, and instead she usually appeared rather proud of it.
She didn't seem to be paying attention to you, and grabbed her shirt and slowly took it off, revealing a black sports bra that looked a bit too small for her, making her chest look even bigger than it already was, though to Blake they were already at the mountain tier size-wise. What he found odd, though, was that it definitely didn't look like the way one would simply take off a shirt... it was far more slow, as if she were stripping for someone. She smiled and looked down at her chest, she caressed it next and cupped her boobs a few times, as if to show off their size to an inexistent audience. Eventually, she put the shirt on the bench, close to one of its ends.
She then smiled and slowly turned around, giving you a view that you were absolutely not prepared for, her utterly massive ass. It was so huge it was completely mind-blowing, it dwarfed the rest of her body so badly that it wasn't funny, and while her boobs were mountains to you, her bottom twins were vast planets, if you ever found yourself stranded on one of them, it looked like you could forever wander aimlessly around it, and never reach anywhere. Even when contained by its tight denim prison, it wobbled wildly like gelatin, and said wobbling only intensified as she started to struggle to take her pants off. She either had real difficulty containing all that ass, or she was too taking her sweet time like before. In any case, you stood helpless, watching.
It took her a fair bit of effort, but she managed to slide the jeans down from her waist, doing so very very slowly, and soon you realized why, her pants were indeed always far too small, her monstrous ass was compacted tightly into it, and when she started to slide it down, they seemingly expanded, almost like balloons, and when she finally got them all the way down, her already massive ass looked far bigger, and it revealed that it badly demolished what probably were black lace panties into something less than a thong, which disappeared into her humongous crack, which was so deep that even while she bent over in direct light, it was completely dark deep inside, and you couldn't see where it ended. That thought made you shudder more than anything else.
Unlike with the shirt, she tossed her jeans aside pretty carelessly, and sensually swung her enormous hips from side to side, making her ridiculously large cheeks bounce and clap with little effort, and those claps were like sonic booms to you down on the bench. It was a morbid spectacle, even magnified thousands or millions of times over, there was something incredibly sexy and stunning about her, but at the same time, it was incredibly intimidating, as you remembered what benches are for, and that you happen to be on one, and worst of all, the one behind her. It was hard to keep a straight face, and also not to break out and run, but so far, it seemed you had been playing it safe indeed.
Ms. McAllen stepped back, her calves were less than fractions of an inch close to the bench's legs, and above, her mammoth ass kept on jiggling and wobbling, casting a shadow that was far too big to be properly contained by it. With seemingly practiced grace, she slowly lowered her tremendous rear over the bench while still swinging it from side to side. Your heart pounded faster and more intensely, a pair of worlds was effectively descending upon you. Making a risky bet, you still don't move, and hope she doesn't sit all the way down, and even if she did, it would've been impossible for you to get away even if you ran for half an hour with no breaks. Her colossal ass lowers farther and farther down until it almost touches the bench, it's so close you can feel its warmth, and if you extended your arm you could touch it. Her immense chasm of an asscrack hovers right above you...
[What happens next?]
You look up, and realize she's looking straight at you "Enjoying the show?" she asks with a wink before she swiftly picks you up...
She finally decides to sit down on the bench, and you're engulfed and pinned beneath her titanic ass while she takes her shoes and socks off to do exercise...
There's a low, deep rumbling for a split second, and before you know it, you're on the receiving end of the biggest, most powerful explosion ever since the Big Bang as Ms. McAllen unleashes one of her room-shaking farts right on you, at near point blank... What happens to you?
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May 12, 2023
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