Olga Butt Crush!
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
You run towards Olga as fast as you can, which isn’t very fast at all. Your legs feel rubber and are hard to move, must be because less then a minute ago your legs were nothing but paste under your sister’s sneaker. No matter how weak you feel, you refuse to slow down and head towards your only salvation. Every time you think of Olga, you remember her disappointed words at the sight of you dead. However, what is most clear is how those words were of disappointment that she wasn’t going to eat you. You hoped she no longer was thinking about swallowing you, but if she was, being digested by a prepubescent had to be better then being torn apart over and over again, by Tulip or her other crazy friend.
You get to Olga’s foot and start jumping up and down, trying to get her to see you and pick you up. The chubby girl does notice you, looking down dumbly as you wave your hands. “I think the bug wants me to pick him up?”
“Then pick him up. You were complaining earlier that you were disappointed you wouldn’t get to play with him and there he is. What are you waiting for,” Tulip tells Olga who only nods and starts reaching down. As her chubby fingers near, it hits you how stupid your idea was. The only reason Olga hadn’t made any threats towards you was because she simply had nothing to say, not due to having any kind of conscience she had. The girl was a follower and did whatever Ran or your sister said. This hits you as her fingers wrap around you and you’re lifted up into the air. You start squirming, willing to fall and break every bone in your body to escape Olga’s meaty paw.
“He’s wiggling in my fist. It feels funny,” the big girl chuckles and tightens her grip to make you wiggle harder. She grins as she squeezes you, delighting in your tiny movements against her palm. Ran and tulip move closer, staring joyfully at you as you squirm desperately in Olga’s hand.
“Wait until you feel him wiggling in your belly,” Ran tells Olga to your horror. The girl blinks and looks at you, licking her chops as she lifts you to her mouth. You go still as her mouth opens and you see the wet, pink inside of her mouth. Whatever she had for breakfast must have been spicy because her breath has a terrible zesty smell that makes you gag.
Your moving closer to her mouth until you’re only a few scant inches away from her gleaming white teeth. You wonder of the girl will swallow you whole or chew you up with her sharp teeth. You get sick at the thought of tiny, chewed up bits of you going down her throat to her hungry belly. It would be quick, but incredibly painful. You’re nearly in her mouth when Tulip grabs Olga’s arm and saves you from becoming the girls mid-morning snack. Why your sisters saving you is a mystery, but you’re grateful no matter what the reasons for her stopping the hungry girl were.
“Why not feel him wiggle under you first. Give the bug the full Olga treatment.” Tulip’s words send a chill down your spine even though you have no clue what the full Olga treatment meant. Olga looks between you and your sister flustered. Self-confidence builds inside her and a very big, menacing smile forms on her face.
“Okay Tulip, if you say so.”
The next thing you know, Olga’s throwing you down onto a chair. You land with a thud, breaking several bones, a few seconds pass and they reset. You healed faster that time, before it took three times as long to heal. That was good, except you still felt the pain of having your bones shatter. No matter how fast you heal; nothing can take away from the pain coursing through your frail body. You hear giggles and what sounds like clothes rustling. You stare up at where Olga is standing and let out a whimper. You see two very big, very pale moons jiggling above you. Olga had pulled her pants down and exposed her big, fat ass. The behind hovers over you as Olga prepares to sit. Each cheek is the size of a double-decker bus and probably weights twice that.
“Please,” you whimper before Olga sits down, dropping ten ton’s of fatty flesh on top of your tiny body. The soft booty feels like steel when it crashes down on top of you, breaking dozens of bones the second of impact. More bones break as Olga continues sitting down until her whole butt is on top of you. The huge behind smothered you with it’s weight, pressing down on you and breaking everything inside you. You couldn’t scream or cry because your jaw eye sockets had been flattened. The pain was unimaginable as Olga’s ass crushed every part of you. Olga slid her butt across the chair, compressing you further. You wish for the bliss of unconsciousness, but it never comes leaving you under Olga’s titanic ass to suffer.
Muffled as it was, you heard Olga speak. “He stopped moving.” The next instant, you feel Olga’s ass lifting up. You rejoice, but not for long because your being carried up with it. Somehow, you’re stuck to Olga’s butt and being lifted up with it.
“Hey, where they’d the bug go?” Tulip asks when she sees you no longer on the chair. Her eyes turn directly on you, but quickly look away. Why can’t she see you? You look around desperately, trying to find some reflective surface to see how bad the damage is.
Olga turns, spinning you around and that when you catch sight of a mirror. Once more, you lack a mouth and can’t scream out in horror. Olga’s ass had complete crushed you, reducing you into nothing more but a smear on her left butt cheek. Your body had conformed to the cheek, blending in perfectly with the fleshy globe. You were nothing but a blotch on Olga’s ass, kept flat by the heat and density of her flesh. You weren’t going to peal off until someone pried you off, but who the hell was going to check Olga’s ass for a human smear? If no one finds you, you might be trapped as nothing but a blotch on Olga’s ass forever. That horrid thought makes you try to vibrate your shapeless body in hopes that one of your tormentors might see you.
You get to Olga’s foot and start jumping up and down, trying to get her to see you and pick you up. The chubby girl does notice you, looking down dumbly as you wave your hands. “I think the bug wants me to pick him up?”
“Then pick him up. You were complaining earlier that you were disappointed you wouldn’t get to play with him and there he is. What are you waiting for,” Tulip tells Olga who only nods and starts reaching down. As her chubby fingers near, it hits you how stupid your idea was. The only reason Olga hadn’t made any threats towards you was because she simply had nothing to say, not due to having any kind of conscience she had. The girl was a follower and did whatever Ran or your sister said. This hits you as her fingers wrap around you and you’re lifted up into the air. You start squirming, willing to fall and break every bone in your body to escape Olga’s meaty paw.
“He’s wiggling in my fist. It feels funny,” the big girl chuckles and tightens her grip to make you wiggle harder. She grins as she squeezes you, delighting in your tiny movements against her palm. Ran and tulip move closer, staring joyfully at you as you squirm desperately in Olga’s hand.
“Wait until you feel him wiggling in your belly,” Ran tells Olga to your horror. The girl blinks and looks at you, licking her chops as she lifts you to her mouth. You go still as her mouth opens and you see the wet, pink inside of her mouth. Whatever she had for breakfast must have been spicy because her breath has a terrible zesty smell that makes you gag.
Your moving closer to her mouth until you’re only a few scant inches away from her gleaming white teeth. You wonder of the girl will swallow you whole or chew you up with her sharp teeth. You get sick at the thought of tiny, chewed up bits of you going down her throat to her hungry belly. It would be quick, but incredibly painful. You’re nearly in her mouth when Tulip grabs Olga’s arm and saves you from becoming the girls mid-morning snack. Why your sisters saving you is a mystery, but you’re grateful no matter what the reasons for her stopping the hungry girl were.
“Why not feel him wiggle under you first. Give the bug the full Olga treatment.” Tulip’s words send a chill down your spine even though you have no clue what the full Olga treatment meant. Olga looks between you and your sister flustered. Self-confidence builds inside her and a very big, menacing smile forms on her face.
“Okay Tulip, if you say so.”
The next thing you know, Olga’s throwing you down onto a chair. You land with a thud, breaking several bones, a few seconds pass and they reset. You healed faster that time, before it took three times as long to heal. That was good, except you still felt the pain of having your bones shatter. No matter how fast you heal; nothing can take away from the pain coursing through your frail body. You hear giggles and what sounds like clothes rustling. You stare up at where Olga is standing and let out a whimper. You see two very big, very pale moons jiggling above you. Olga had pulled her pants down and exposed her big, fat ass. The behind hovers over you as Olga prepares to sit. Each cheek is the size of a double-decker bus and probably weights twice that.
“Please,” you whimper before Olga sits down, dropping ten ton’s of fatty flesh on top of your tiny body. The soft booty feels like steel when it crashes down on top of you, breaking dozens of bones the second of impact. More bones break as Olga continues sitting down until her whole butt is on top of you. The huge behind smothered you with it’s weight, pressing down on you and breaking everything inside you. You couldn’t scream or cry because your jaw eye sockets had been flattened. The pain was unimaginable as Olga’s ass crushed every part of you. Olga slid her butt across the chair, compressing you further. You wish for the bliss of unconsciousness, but it never comes leaving you under Olga’s titanic ass to suffer.
Muffled as it was, you heard Olga speak. “He stopped moving.” The next instant, you feel Olga’s ass lifting up. You rejoice, but not for long because your being carried up with it. Somehow, you’re stuck to Olga’s butt and being lifted up with it.
“Hey, where they’d the bug go?” Tulip asks when she sees you no longer on the chair. Her eyes turn directly on you, but quickly look away. Why can’t she see you? You look around desperately, trying to find some reflective surface to see how bad the damage is.
Olga turns, spinning you around and that when you catch sight of a mirror. Once more, you lack a mouth and can’t scream out in horror. Olga’s ass had complete crushed you, reducing you into nothing more but a smear on her left butt cheek. Your body had conformed to the cheek, blending in perfectly with the fleshy globe. You were nothing but a blotch on Olga’s ass, kept flat by the heat and density of her flesh. You weren’t going to peal off until someone pried you off, but who the hell was going to check Olga’s ass for a human smear? If no one finds you, you might be trapped as nothing but a blotch on Olga’s ass forever. That horrid thought makes you try to vibrate your shapeless body in hopes that one of your tormentors might see you.
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