Crammed in a Egotist’s Backside
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 11
· original author:
keffobbled
Patty, frustrated with losing her pastie along with her new peasant, clenches her fists, along with her cheeks, squeezing you between them. “Awww! Why does nothing ever turn out how I want it to?”, she growls, before leaning forwards and landing on her hands and knees. She proceeds to crawl around the floor of her dressing room, imitating a cat getting ready to pounce on an unsuspecting mouse. With every movement your tormentor makes, you are squeezed between her cheeks, and sink further and further into the tight crevice in her butt.
This continues for several minutes, which feels like an eternity for you, given your sweaty, smelly position. Patty gets frustrated with you getting away. Her face turns to a bright pink and her facial muscles strain. She grits her teeth before shouting at you, wherever you are. “I know you didn’t get far, shrimp! Either come back out now, or I’ll shove you so far up my butt, you’ll end up behind my boobs!”
She gets up on her feet and began trowing a tantrum. The big brat stomps her feet and punches the stool you were previously bound to. Her breasts and butt bounce up and down, shaking you up and down. The bouncing slowed as she got tired, her sweat making you stick to her panties, your face pressed tight against her anus. You try to scream, but you’re voice is muffled to nothing by her stench filled hole.
She drops herself onto the stool, her flesh collapsing around, squeezing the air out of you. She shuffles in place, missing your comfort underneath her. She can’t feel you due to your smaller size, accompanied by you currently being buried in a grave of fat and flesh. “I might as well just get ready for the next match.”, Patty said with a pout, before sinking further into the stool and getting her makeup ready.
Her cheeks press the rest of the air out of you, and you pass out from a lack of oxygen, along with the smell. When you awake...
This continues for several minutes, which feels like an eternity for you, given your sweaty, smelly position. Patty gets frustrated with you getting away. Her face turns to a bright pink and her facial muscles strain. She grits her teeth before shouting at you, wherever you are. “I know you didn’t get far, shrimp! Either come back out now, or I’ll shove you so far up my butt, you’ll end up behind my boobs!”
She gets up on her feet and began trowing a tantrum. The big brat stomps her feet and punches the stool you were previously bound to. Her breasts and butt bounce up and down, shaking you up and down. The bouncing slowed as she got tired, her sweat making you stick to her panties, your face pressed tight against her anus. You try to scream, but you’re voice is muffled to nothing by her stench filled hole.
She drops herself onto the stool, her flesh collapsing around, squeezing the air out of you. She shuffles in place, missing your comfort underneath her. She can’t feel you due to your smaller size, accompanied by you currently being buried in a grave of fat and flesh. “I might as well just get ready for the next match.”, Patty said with a pout, before sinking further into the stool and getting her makeup ready.
Her cheeks press the rest of the air out of you, and you pass out from a lack of oxygen, along with the smell. When you awake...
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May 31, 2023
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