[Note: This path follows a mix of choices 2 and 3]
"That's not so difficult" Dolores said "All you have to do is sit on him for a bit to test for yourself" Your eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in sheer terror at her idea, while Miriam was fairly shocked as well.
"Huh?! Th-there's no way I could do that, it's such a high risk..." She said and for once you were relieved that your mom remembered to protect you.
"But you love sitting on him! You do it all the time!" Dolores replied, crossing her arms in disbelief.
"Not when he's so small!" Miriam blushed a little. The idea was tempting, but this time she resisted.
"Sounds to me like you think you do have a big butt after all, since you're so worried" Dolores said with a smug grin. She knew that taking jabs at your mom's pride were the most effective, specially when they forced her into a contradiction. Miriam's blush intensified and she huffed in annoyance. Most of the time it was kind of amusing, with you and Ariadne she was reasonable nearly all the time, but with her friends she was often stubborn, which they usually exploited for laughs. However, unlike all those times, you were now caught in the midst of it...
"It's not!" Miriam huffed and, seemingly without thinking this thoroughly, she walked over to one of the beach chairs and placed you in the middle of it. She immediately bit her lip, seeing how small you were compared to the seat, and she knew her butt was quite a bit bigger than the seat itself, overflowing from the sides and the back when she sat. Shaking her head in an attempt to shake those thoughts off, she turned around.
"Don't worry, honey. It's not so bad, right? Just like when I sit on your lap, like I always do" She tried to comfort you while slowly lowering her massive behind. If you weren't so tired you'd scream your lungs out in fear. You couldn't believe that Dolores still would get you killed in a different way, but when you looked at her, there was no malice in her eyes. There seemed to be curiosity, and maybe a hint of playfulness, reminiscent of Lillian's.
'So... she really believes this? She wants to find out if I won't go squish if mom sits on me?' You thought while the shadows covering you grew darker and darker. There wasn't much you could do, and the few options you had would come at the cost of hurting your mom's feelings, which rendered them non-options after all.
The relatively brief time you faced Dolores' gigantic ass made you lose the notion on how big your mom's was. It was larger than the entire seat, there wouldn't be a single square inch of its surface left untouched when she sat down. You facepalmed hard.
'Of course, she's as big as Lillian! And she definitely overflows almost any chair she sits on!'
The only thing that you could do was to believe in Dolores' theory and hope that you won't explode, so you laid on your back spread-eagle to try and lessen the impact of the incoming massive weight upon you. Even though you tried to keep it together, the sight of those mountain-sized jiggling globes struck fear into you, and it took every ounce you had left of willpower not to do a mad dash and leap off the chair.
You closed your eyes to make it easier avoiding that temptation, but the seconds passed and nothing happened. You knew what being sat on felt like at this point, but there was none of it, none of the warmth nor the weight that you suffered before. Reluctantly, you opened your eyes and almost got a heart attack right there and then! Your mom's titanic butt was hovering mere inches, in your scale, above you. If you so much as stuck your tongue out you'd touch it, that's how close it was. It was jiggling, more than usual, which is saying a lot already.
"I can't... I can't do it!" Miriam then quickly straightened up, making you feel relieved that at least the threat of her immense behind wasn't so immediate for the time being. Her voice sounded like it was close to breaking up, so you thought that maybe it'd be best to drop this whole idea.
But, as if someone up there was determined to dash every single hope you had, you got little time to react when you heard and felt Dolores' thunderous footsteps. She gently pushed Miriam aside and stood before you. Somehow, she looked even more unbelievably big when you saw her standing at her full height. Her very curvy body also dwarfed the poor beach chair a lot more than your chubby mom's.
"Honey, I know this must be scary to you, but I have a strong hunch that whatever happened to you is more special than we first thought, but there's only one way to test it, so please bear with me" She said, sneaking a quick wink at you as she finished, then she turned around, presenting you once more the view of the absolutely biggest ass ever, and like the one that preceded it, its intent was to take a seat right where you laid. But unlike it, this one wasn't stopping, and you felt, very, very afraid as the sun's light was blocked way too easily by it.
"I'll be gentle" Dolores added as she slowly lowered her gigabooty towards you. Essentially, she did a sort of squat since she really was lowering it as slowly as humanly possible to make sure she didn't accidentally crush you, but then again she was assuming her sheer weight wouldn't on its own.
Your entire field of view was quickly overtaken by the mind-bogglingly enormous expanses of jiggly caramel flesh that made the celestial bodies she had for asscheeks, and as the hyper-massive thing got closer, you got the most up close view of her very puny thong bikini bottom ever. In fact, her crack loomed above you like a cosmic chasm eager to swallow you into its endless darkness, and since you were on the middle of the seat, you were actually lined up with it.
'THOOOOOOM!' Her immense butt made the most intimidating ominous noise when it landed on the chair and you, even though you knew Dolores had minimized the impact of her weight as much as she could.
"As far as I can tell, it was a success! He didn't get crushed" Dolores said to Miriam, who looked like she was close to fainting. But then Dolores blushed, since you were now in a more sensitive part of her: her crack. Your hair in particular tickled the overly sensitive skin there, and she actually enjoyed that.
'Now I see why she had him in there when I arrived' She discreetly smiled, and wanted to keep feeling you, but she also wanted to fully test her theory, so she slowly ground her hips on the chair, shuddering when your tiny form got carried by her jiggling waves of fatty flesh and rubbing you from side to side into her crack.
"Yup, not getting crushed at all~" She said in a more cheerful tone than she should have, wiggling her hips more and more while also clenching her massive cheeks rhythmically, feeling how they completely engulfed you, and how all of her motions ended up rubbing you between her cheeks, which only intensified the wild tingles she felt.
'Oh my... Zuleima did have a point then' She thought, shuddering from the unexpected pleasure she was getting from you.
The beach chair was far from prepared to take that kind of abuse, creaking and groaning as a result of her tremendous weight, which Dolores herself ignored but Miriam got concerned about, though she was too stunned to voice them. The fact that you could somehow withstand Dolores' impressive rear baffled her, but she remembered some of the weird conversations they'd had with Zuleima in the past, and in a way it added up.
Like the chair, you were also completely unprepared by the squashing onslaught that befell upon you, Dolores' ass was simply in a class of its own, vastly outdoing any other you knew in nearly every aspect. Its size, weight and warmth were all much greater than your mom's, and her grinding motions only made everything difficult, her squishy flesh molded to you, but it felt like it tried to grab you and to pin you to it, but the tsunami-sized jiggling waves her motions generated carried you, rubbing you against the inside of her crack. With what little light there was, you could swear you saw her getting goosebumps.
"Hmm, nice and safe" Dolores hummed "And a bit warm too, if I may add" she said. She saw that Miriam's shocked expression slowly shifted to an intrigued one, and soon she may get curious enough to try for herself, but ironically, now she wasn't sure if she wanted to give up her fun so soon. Surprisingly quickly, she tuned out of the world and solely focused on the pleasurable tickles your diminutive form gave her, rubbing you all over the inside of her crack with her grinding motions, also dragging you deeper up her crack, her gigantic cheeks' undulating motions pulling you up despite gravity. She was so into it that she failed to notice her stomach bubbling up and then rumbling.
"Uh... Lola?" Miriam tried calling out, hearing her stomach and remembering what she mentioned before, but her larger friend was too lost in her happy inner world to notice herself, and before long, her titanic booty erupted with an equally massive, rumbling fart that shook the chair she sat on, and Miriam's eyes widened, feeling that the ground shook a little as well.
"Mmm~" Dolores had seemingly forgotten about your current predicament, instead, the relief of her bloated gut only gave her more pleasure, to the point that she almost moaned right there, but Miriam decided she wouldn't have any of it any more.
"Lola!" She yelled, a bit annoyed at being ignored, but most importantly, worried about you.
"What's up?" Dolores calmly asked.
"You just blew a huge fart on Blaise!" Miriam felt like she could either faint, get a heart attack, or attack Dolores at that moment.
"Oh please, you and Sheila do it a lot more than me" She nonchalantly replied.
"But now when he's that small! Okay, he didn't get crushed, but what if he suffocates?!" Miriam's own breathing quickened, but soon she regretted it, as Dolores' fart was fairly potent.
"He's still fine, in fact, he's alive and kicking" Dolores replied with a smile.
What happens next?
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May 12, 2023
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