Bertha hummed a blissful tune as she joyfully ground her pale, titanic cheeks against the comfortable surface of her beach towel enjoying the feeling of your tiny body trapped underneath them. In truth, she'd had her eye on you for a long time; however, several factors had prevented her from ever making a move. For starters, she didn't want to do anything to piss off Ariana. If not for her, she wouldn't have the nice cushy job that came from being a school resource officer. She was already on thin ice with the police chief due to many of her blunders. Fortunately, the chief had pulled some strings and called in a few favors from Ariana to get her the position.
Bertha saw the way Ariana looked at you with a hunger in her eyes with a bit of crazy hiding behind them. She knew better than to get between that woman and her prey because if she did it'd be the end of her cushy job and likely make it back to the chief. She couldn't imagine her boss letting her stay on the force after screwing up such a simple role by going after one of the students. However, none of that mattered to her right now. Neither her boss nor Ariana was around to catch her in the act and she finally had you all to herself. She could finally indulge in her fantasy of dominating you with her large booty.
Meanwhile, you were taking the full brunt of Bertha's perverted fantasies as her twin pale moons pressed down on you with the substantial weight of a dozen elephants. The mountainous flesh that conformed around your tiny body had a certain softness to it. Unfortunately, that didn't detract from the sheer amount of weight that was bearing down on you.
"I finally have you all to myself," whispered Bertha. Suddenly, she heard a loud gurgling sound come from her stomach. At first, she thought it was because she was hungry. Getting her daughter out of the way wasn't the only reason that she'd sent Snickers off to the food stalls. However, this was a different kind of gurgling. A mischievous smile crept onto her face as the realization hit her. "I guess we're about to find out if my little toy can handle Big Bertha," she said with a chuckle.
Suddenly, Bertha lifted her massive posterior off of you giving you some much-needed fresh air. As your eyes adjusted to the brightness of the sun you were reintroduced to the terrifying sight of Bertha's massive ass hovering over you. You noticed Bertha peeking over her shoulder at you as she gave you a wink before dropping her colossal cheeks on you once more. You closed your eyes tight as you braced yourself for the inevitable impact, but then... nothing. You'd heard her cheeks make contact with the ground, but you didn't feel the overbearing pressure of her cheeks pressing down on you. You slowly open your eyes and were met with the sight of her cheeks once more, except this time they were on either side of you with a deep pale canyon between both of them. That's when you heard an ominous gurgling sound from overhead. "You've got to be kidding me!"
There was a cataclysmic boom as a blast of hot, foul wind engulfed your tiny form as Bertha's cheeks blocked off any hope of escape. You were trapped in this hellish Dutch oven as your dominator had a chuckle at your expense.
"Looks like he's still kicking," laughed Bertha as she felt your frantic struggles from within her crack. She knew that she was a lot of woman for most people to handle, but was thrilled that your tiny body was resilient enough to take one of her farts at point blank range. She thought for sure that you'd pass out, but was pleasantly surprised she felt you thrashing around causing an acute tickling sensation in her crack. Bertha fell into bliss as she was overcome with the narcotic feeling of dominating you with her ass. That's when she heard Snickers' voice.
"Um, mom... where's Blaise?"
Bertha snapped out of her trance and whipped her head around to face her daughter. "Oh, honey! You're back already," she said not realizing how much time had passed.
"The stalls are only a few minutes away, so it didn't take long to get there. There was one hell of a line though," she said as her arms cradled several tacos and skewers with different types of meat and vegetables. Bertha's mouth was slightly watering at the sight of all the food.
"Anyway... where did Blaise go?"
Bertha knew that it wouldn't be the best idea to tell her daughter that the boy she'd been crushing on was between her mother's butt cheeks. She thought about what'd be a good excuse to tell her. Reaching a conclusion, she smiled at her daughter and said...
Bertha saw the way Ariana looked at you with a hunger in her eyes with a bit of crazy hiding behind them. She knew better than to get between that woman and her prey because if she did it'd be the end of her cushy job and likely make it back to the chief. She couldn't imagine her boss letting her stay on the force after screwing up such a simple role by going after one of the students. However, none of that mattered to her right now. Neither her boss nor Ariana was around to catch her in the act and she finally had you all to herself. She could finally indulge in her fantasy of dominating you with her large booty.
Meanwhile, you were taking the full brunt of Bertha's perverted fantasies as her twin pale moons pressed down on you with the substantial weight of a dozen elephants. The mountainous flesh that conformed around your tiny body had a certain softness to it. Unfortunately, that didn't detract from the sheer amount of weight that was bearing down on you.
"I finally have you all to myself," whispered Bertha. Suddenly, she heard a loud gurgling sound come from her stomach. At first, she thought it was because she was hungry. Getting her daughter out of the way wasn't the only reason that she'd sent Snickers off to the food stalls. However, this was a different kind of gurgling. A mischievous smile crept onto her face as the realization hit her. "I guess we're about to find out if my little toy can handle Big Bertha," she said with a chuckle.
Suddenly, Bertha lifted her massive posterior off of you giving you some much-needed fresh air. As your eyes adjusted to the brightness of the sun you were reintroduced to the terrifying sight of Bertha's massive ass hovering over you. You noticed Bertha peeking over her shoulder at you as she gave you a wink before dropping her colossal cheeks on you once more. You closed your eyes tight as you braced yourself for the inevitable impact, but then... nothing. You'd heard her cheeks make contact with the ground, but you didn't feel the overbearing pressure of her cheeks pressing down on you. You slowly open your eyes and were met with the sight of her cheeks once more, except this time they were on either side of you with a deep pale canyon between both of them. That's when you heard an ominous gurgling sound from overhead. "You've got to be kidding me!"
There was a cataclysmic boom as a blast of hot, foul wind engulfed your tiny form as Bertha's cheeks blocked off any hope of escape. You were trapped in this hellish Dutch oven as your dominator had a chuckle at your expense.
"Looks like he's still kicking," laughed Bertha as she felt your frantic struggles from within her crack. She knew that she was a lot of woman for most people to handle, but was thrilled that your tiny body was resilient enough to take one of her farts at point blank range. She thought for sure that you'd pass out, but was pleasantly surprised she felt you thrashing around causing an acute tickling sensation in her crack. Bertha fell into bliss as she was overcome with the narcotic feeling of dominating you with her ass. That's when she heard Snickers' voice.
"Um, mom... where's Blaise?"
Bertha snapped out of her trance and whipped her head around to face her daughter. "Oh, honey! You're back already," she said not realizing how much time had passed.
"The stalls are only a few minutes away, so it didn't take long to get there. There was one hell of a line though," she said as her arms cradled several tacos and skewers with different types of meat and vegetables. Bertha's mouth was slightly watering at the sight of all the food.
"Anyway... where did Blaise go?"
Bertha knew that it wouldn't be the best idea to tell her daughter that the boy she'd been crushing on was between her mother's butt cheeks. She thought about what'd be a good excuse to tell her. Reaching a conclusion, she smiled at her daughter and said...
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May 12, 2023
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