"Why would he say that then?"
"He didn't say it, but I'm pretty sure Valentina's mom was the one that drilled that notion into him. Neither his mom, mine, his aunts or Dolores are like that, as far as I know" Lillian said and Jen looked away, feeling even more powerless about this whole situation. She knew it wasn't her fault, yet she felt like she failed you for not realizing on her own. The mood had quickly darkened, but rather than dwelling on it, Jen shook her head and reminded herself of the current situation.
"So, do you think he ran into Valentina?" She asked, wanting to switch the topic, although not entirely, since this had become a new concern of hers.
"I can't tell for sure, but it's a possibility" Lillian replied.
"Alright. Then let's go see what's up with Blaise, and if it turns out she's bullying him again, I'm beating the crap out of her, and you're not stopping me" Jen said with the most serious tone Lillian had ever heard in her life, and she couldn't help but nod in agreement. She wasn't about to try and restraining her anyway, and she kinda wished for Valentina to get some well-deserved retribution anyway. She was a bit worried about ruining their day at the beach, however.
'I guess I'll just stop her before she kills her...' She thought as she led the way, and the two girls left to search for you, completely unaware that you were so very close to them, and bullied in a way, by something much, much larger than anything you'd been up against before... And so, the two girls went to look for you, imagining you were in trouble.
Meanwhile, you had failed to get out from under Sheila's massive ass, and the only thing you accomplished was tiring yourself out. The environment had grown warmer and more moist as the sun's heat had been warming her huge body. You could faintly see even though it was nearly pitch-black, and had gotten the scare of your life as some truck-sized sweat drops splashed down near you.
Not too long after, Sheila woke up with a yawn, she was fairly refreshed with only a relatively brief nap. She saw that the girls were gone and assumed that you had come back and the three of you had gone to do something. Giggling to herself, she decided to let you be. But she decided she wasn't going to spend the whole day just sitting in the shade doing nothing, and decided to get up. She wanted to show off some more for you, as she loved making you flustered, but she knew she'd get plenty of chances later. She could feel that her bikini bottom had wedged itself into a thong, but she liked it better that way. Looking around, she saw that there wasn't all that many people around, the few she could see were pretty far. She remembered how packed the beaches in her homeland could get, since they were extremely popular with both locals and tourists.
'Hmm... I wanna do something... but I'm feeling lazy... how contradictory is that?' She mentally laughed at her own silliness and took a moment to think of a way to solve her little dilemma.
'I don't really need a tan, but I suppose I could use some sunbathing' She thought. Her skin was already naturally and permanently tan, but if she sunbathed she could get her skin a little darker, but most importantly, get subtle tanlines that were a sort of mark of beauty in her culture, an additional sexy element to flaunt, and she knew from personal experience that it worked, even in such a different place as the US was.
She grabbed one of the several towels they brought and laid it just outside of their spot, since it was covered in shadow by a couple of large umbrellas, and she didn't want to stray too far whenever you 3 came back. Then she grabbed her phone and laid on her stomach. She'd check if there was something good or new in her social networks while waiting for you and the girls to come back, and getting some sun in the process. Soon, she got immersed into her browsing and liked some pictures, posted comments on others, among other things.
You had no idea what had happened, all you knew was that the enormous walls that were Sheila's cheeks came together, sandwiching you in between, and then you felt the entire world shift. From a vague sense of elevation, you assumed that she had stood up, though, much to your misfortune, you got picked up along with her ill-fitting bikini. She didn't walk much, but every step she took was a massive quake to you, and everything shook and wobbled like jell-o, which was hardly a surprise, as you knew (to a much greater extent than you'd like to admit) that that was just how huge and soft Sheila's ass was.
Things then shifted once more, you felt as if the entire world had just gone upside down, and you had to remind yourself that this was merely Sheila's big butt, though that realization made you panic, as you also realized that you were slipping down into her crack, the last place you wanted to be. Responding to the sheer amount of fear you felt, your body began pumping your bloodstream full of adrenaline, giving you the strength you didn't have to try and escape this terrible fate.
You desperately clawed at the brown blubbery walls, but they were too squishy to get a proper grip on, plus, they were slick with her sweat, a problem that only became worse as, unknown to you, she was now directly under direct sunlight. And while she personally enjoyed feeling her skin heating up, to you it was like the world's largest sauna, combined with the world's largest bouncy castle, two things you'd never have imagined would come together up until now. Yet, despite all of these difficulties, by sheer persistence, slowly, very slowly, you climbed your way up, though you were climbing so fast that soon your entire body began aching badly, and from what little light managed to enter her crack, you realized that Sheila's humongous cheeks were larger than any mountains you had ever seen.
"Hmm?" Sheila briefly snapped out of her phone browsing as she felt a slight, but pleasant tickle in her crack, which made her shudder. Then she felt it slide down her crack and wondered if that was a sweat drop, though she could tell she'd never felt like that before. She waited a moment, and felt the tickling again, slowly going up, as if to escape her massive booty.
'No way that's a sweat drop' She quietly giggled 'Feels like some little bug went spelunking in the wrong canyon'
She wondered if some mosquito had tried biting more than it could figuratively chew, but she quickly dismissed the idea, she figured that if a mosquito got trapped between her juicy buns it would've been easily squashed, and she wouldn't have even felt it. She was more inclined to think you were some kind of ant or beetle, and while many people would be terrified of having a bug on their bodies, she wasn't the least bit afraid.
For reasons nobody seemed to understand, she seemed to be immune to most bugs' bites or stinging, which made her pretty chill around them... for comparison, you mom was also pretty fond of most bugs that weren't cockroaches or dark moths, which she called papalotas, and believed that spread some kind of fungal disease with their wing dust, but she was deathly afraid of scorpions, whose venom had a more powerful effect on her than the average person, and you knew the ones she must've grown up with had to be worse, since she lived in a tropical part of Mexico before moving.
So, Sheila wasn't really concerned even if the bug tried biting her in her sensitive crack, and instead found the whole situation cute and hilarious. Teasingly, she wiggled her hips and felt you slide down some more.
'Ohhh, Sheila, you're so bad, the poor little guy is trying to escape and you knock him down' She thought, feeling a little naughty, unaware of how true her mental statement had actually been. She did this a couple more times, but then decided that if you were so adamant on climbing out of her huge booty, she should let you, feeling a little bad.
However, her body had other plans, her stomach began rumbling, and not from hunger. She could feel her gut rumbling as well, and a large amount of gas rushing farther down. The fact that she was laying on her stomach added even more pressure and reduced her body's ability to contain all that incoming gas.
"Uh oh... You should hurry up, Mr. Bug" She giggled, and could almost swear that she felt the little thing double down on its effort to escape her butt, almost as if it understood what she said.
'Or maybe he's hearing the rumbling too' She thought.
"I'd say you got great taste for places to go in, but you got very poor timing" She laughed a little, but she exercised some self-restraint to avoid making her body shake too much. She knew her coming farts were gonna be huge, and she doubted you'd survive them.
'She thinks I'm a bug?!' You thought while climbed up even more desperately than before, hearing the ominous grumbling groans coming from the dark depths below, terrifyingly echoing all around you, you could even feel its sheer vibrations.
'Well... actually, that makes sense... I guess it's better that she at least knows there's something in her butt' You thought. You knew Sheila well enough that you felt a little hopeful, she was chill enough not to squash bugs on sight, and if she picked you up, you might have a chance to get her attention.
'But it doesn't look like she'd gonna help me here' You sighed and kept going, ignoring your aching limbs, you knew you had to escape, it was literally a matter of life and death, you didn't think you'd be able to survive a single of her monstrous farts so up close and at such a small size...
"He didn't say it, but I'm pretty sure Valentina's mom was the one that drilled that notion into him. Neither his mom, mine, his aunts or Dolores are like that, as far as I know" Lillian said and Jen looked away, feeling even more powerless about this whole situation. She knew it wasn't her fault, yet she felt like she failed you for not realizing on her own. The mood had quickly darkened, but rather than dwelling on it, Jen shook her head and reminded herself of the current situation.
"So, do you think he ran into Valentina?" She asked, wanting to switch the topic, although not entirely, since this had become a new concern of hers.
"I can't tell for sure, but it's a possibility" Lillian replied.
"Alright. Then let's go see what's up with Blaise, and if it turns out she's bullying him again, I'm beating the crap out of her, and you're not stopping me" Jen said with the most serious tone Lillian had ever heard in her life, and she couldn't help but nod in agreement. She wasn't about to try and restraining her anyway, and she kinda wished for Valentina to get some well-deserved retribution anyway. She was a bit worried about ruining their day at the beach, however.
'I guess I'll just stop her before she kills her...' She thought as she led the way, and the two girls left to search for you, completely unaware that you were so very close to them, and bullied in a way, by something much, much larger than anything you'd been up against before... And so, the two girls went to look for you, imagining you were in trouble.
Meanwhile, you had failed to get out from under Sheila's massive ass, and the only thing you accomplished was tiring yourself out. The environment had grown warmer and more moist as the sun's heat had been warming her huge body. You could faintly see even though it was nearly pitch-black, and had gotten the scare of your life as some truck-sized sweat drops splashed down near you.
Not too long after, Sheila woke up with a yawn, she was fairly refreshed with only a relatively brief nap. She saw that the girls were gone and assumed that you had come back and the three of you had gone to do something. Giggling to herself, she decided to let you be. But she decided she wasn't going to spend the whole day just sitting in the shade doing nothing, and decided to get up. She wanted to show off some more for you, as she loved making you flustered, but she knew she'd get plenty of chances later. She could feel that her bikini bottom had wedged itself into a thong, but she liked it better that way. Looking around, she saw that there wasn't all that many people around, the few she could see were pretty far. She remembered how packed the beaches in her homeland could get, since they were extremely popular with both locals and tourists.
'Hmm... I wanna do something... but I'm feeling lazy... how contradictory is that?' She mentally laughed at her own silliness and took a moment to think of a way to solve her little dilemma.
'I don't really need a tan, but I suppose I could use some sunbathing' She thought. Her skin was already naturally and permanently tan, but if she sunbathed she could get her skin a little darker, but most importantly, get subtle tanlines that were a sort of mark of beauty in her culture, an additional sexy element to flaunt, and she knew from personal experience that it worked, even in such a different place as the US was.
She grabbed one of the several towels they brought and laid it just outside of their spot, since it was covered in shadow by a couple of large umbrellas, and she didn't want to stray too far whenever you 3 came back. Then she grabbed her phone and laid on her stomach. She'd check if there was something good or new in her social networks while waiting for you and the girls to come back, and getting some sun in the process. Soon, she got immersed into her browsing and liked some pictures, posted comments on others, among other things.
You had no idea what had happened, all you knew was that the enormous walls that were Sheila's cheeks came together, sandwiching you in between, and then you felt the entire world shift. From a vague sense of elevation, you assumed that she had stood up, though, much to your misfortune, you got picked up along with her ill-fitting bikini. She didn't walk much, but every step she took was a massive quake to you, and everything shook and wobbled like jell-o, which was hardly a surprise, as you knew (to a much greater extent than you'd like to admit) that that was just how huge and soft Sheila's ass was.
Things then shifted once more, you felt as if the entire world had just gone upside down, and you had to remind yourself that this was merely Sheila's big butt, though that realization made you panic, as you also realized that you were slipping down into her crack, the last place you wanted to be. Responding to the sheer amount of fear you felt, your body began pumping your bloodstream full of adrenaline, giving you the strength you didn't have to try and escape this terrible fate.
You desperately clawed at the brown blubbery walls, but they were too squishy to get a proper grip on, plus, they were slick with her sweat, a problem that only became worse as, unknown to you, she was now directly under direct sunlight. And while she personally enjoyed feeling her skin heating up, to you it was like the world's largest sauna, combined with the world's largest bouncy castle, two things you'd never have imagined would come together up until now. Yet, despite all of these difficulties, by sheer persistence, slowly, very slowly, you climbed your way up, though you were climbing so fast that soon your entire body began aching badly, and from what little light managed to enter her crack, you realized that Sheila's humongous cheeks were larger than any mountains you had ever seen.
"Hmm?" Sheila briefly snapped out of her phone browsing as she felt a slight, but pleasant tickle in her crack, which made her shudder. Then she felt it slide down her crack and wondered if that was a sweat drop, though she could tell she'd never felt like that before. She waited a moment, and felt the tickling again, slowly going up, as if to escape her massive booty.
'No way that's a sweat drop' She quietly giggled 'Feels like some little bug went spelunking in the wrong canyon'
She wondered if some mosquito had tried biting more than it could figuratively chew, but she quickly dismissed the idea, she figured that if a mosquito got trapped between her juicy buns it would've been easily squashed, and she wouldn't have even felt it. She was more inclined to think you were some kind of ant or beetle, and while many people would be terrified of having a bug on their bodies, she wasn't the least bit afraid.
For reasons nobody seemed to understand, she seemed to be immune to most bugs' bites or stinging, which made her pretty chill around them... for comparison, you mom was also pretty fond of most bugs that weren't cockroaches or dark moths, which she called papalotas, and believed that spread some kind of fungal disease with their wing dust, but she was deathly afraid of scorpions, whose venom had a more powerful effect on her than the average person, and you knew the ones she must've grown up with had to be worse, since she lived in a tropical part of Mexico before moving.
So, Sheila wasn't really concerned even if the bug tried biting her in her sensitive crack, and instead found the whole situation cute and hilarious. Teasingly, she wiggled her hips and felt you slide down some more.
'Ohhh, Sheila, you're so bad, the poor little guy is trying to escape and you knock him down' She thought, feeling a little naughty, unaware of how true her mental statement had actually been. She did this a couple more times, but then decided that if you were so adamant on climbing out of her huge booty, she should let you, feeling a little bad.
However, her body had other plans, her stomach began rumbling, and not from hunger. She could feel her gut rumbling as well, and a large amount of gas rushing farther down. The fact that she was laying on her stomach added even more pressure and reduced her body's ability to contain all that incoming gas.
"Uh oh... You should hurry up, Mr. Bug" She giggled, and could almost swear that she felt the little thing double down on its effort to escape her butt, almost as if it understood what she said.
'Or maybe he's hearing the rumbling too' She thought.
"I'd say you got great taste for places to go in, but you got very poor timing" She laughed a little, but she exercised some self-restraint to avoid making her body shake too much. She knew her coming farts were gonna be huge, and she doubted you'd survive them.
'She thinks I'm a bug?!' You thought while climbed up even more desperately than before, hearing the ominous grumbling groans coming from the dark depths below, terrifyingly echoing all around you, you could even feel its sheer vibrations.
'Well... actually, that makes sense... I guess it's better that she at least knows there's something in her butt' You thought. You knew Sheila well enough that you felt a little hopeful, she was chill enough not to squash bugs on sight, and if she picked you up, you might have a chance to get her attention.
'But it doesn't look like she'd gonna help me here' You sighed and kept going, ignoring your aching limbs, you knew you had to escape, it was literally a matter of life and death, you didn't think you'd be able to survive a single of her monstrous farts so up close and at such a small size...
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