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*Click* *Click* “Now raise up your right leg so he is on the picture” you heard the woman taking pictures say. The sudden light blinded you as Felicity Jones obliged, lifting her leg and bending it so she could set her foot on the support in front of her. “Like this?” she asked, crossing her arms over her knees to pose for the camera “Yes! Perfect!” the woman said, snapping more pictures *Click**Click* Having most of her weight crushing your body from the neck down, she stared smugly at the camera, feeling your feeble attempts of freeing your arms “Hey, you. Stay still already” you heard the woman bark “Oh don’t worry, I’ll deal with it” before you could do anything, Felicity leaned all of her weight on her right asscheek, flattening you to the point you were completely immobile, only being able to clench your teeth in pain as the clicks of the camera echoed in the room *Click* *Click* *Click*

“I’m sorry if my slave is giving you problems. He is utterly useless to be honest” Felicity apologized, changing her pose once more *Click* “No problem. But if I may ask, why don’t you get rid of him?” the woman asked “It’s really simple” Felicity smug smile grew wider as she grinded her ass left and right, grounding your bones into dust while she explained herself “I specifically selected him to be shrunk. He was a bodybuilder in his prime before they enslaved him, so imagine my face when I saw him. He was so huge, right big man? Pure muscle, at least 2 meters tall” she mocked you, feeling your ribcage cracking underneath her firm butt “But look at him now. So small. So puny. So pathetic” she continued, letting her leg slowly fall “All I need to do is lower my leg, and he disappears” until it rested back on the stool, squashing your head under her tight. The photographer giggled at the show.

You gasped for air when she finally got up, but it was a brief respite “He is so flimsy now. Aren’t you? My finger has more muscle than your whole body” she said raising her index finger, and she showcased this fact by easily flicking you with it, your body landing in the middle of the two imprints made by her sweaty ass “He is like a ragdoll!” the woman said, laughing at your face when Felicity repositioned herself over you, her gigantic ass looming over your insignificant body. Under the shadow it casted, you pathetically raised your sore arms in self-defense as it lowered itself “WAIT” the woman shouted. The meteor halted its descent as Felicity looked at her in surprise “Mercy at last?” you thought, only to hear your owner laugh out loud. *Click* “This is gonna make a great cover photo”

SLAM

Felicity’s ass covered what distance was left by slamming down on you, both woman cackling at your expense “So that’s why I keep him. The feeling of having a once proud man cry just by seeing my ass is like nothing I experienced before” both cheeks expanded as her weight settled, smushing you right in the middle of her asscrack, her pants doing little to hide the reek that emanated from the sweaty crevice “Hearing his pleads for mercy before I drop him on the back of my panties, so he is right in front of the source when…”

BRAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

The hurricane of sulfur reverberated on the wood, the deafening sound only being beaten by the putrid stench of rotten vegetables that was blasted right into you “…when I fart on him HAHAHAHA” Being pinned under this colossus of a woman, the only thing you could do was lie there and take it at full force, with your ears ringing so much you could barely hear both women laughing “I’m gonna stomp him as much as I feel like. I’m gonna fart on him as much as I feel like. I’m gonna use him to floss my buttcrack. I’m gonna feed him nothing but whatever crap he finds inside my shoes and under my soles. I’m gonna break him until he is a former shell of what he was. And then and only then, when he becomes the skinny worm he was always destined to be, when he is nothing but a mindless, bony and whimpering drone, then, I’ll let him slide down my throat and end his days as my shit. That’s all he deserves”

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Requested by ColinRJ13

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*Click* *Click* “Now raise up your right leg so he is on the picture” you heard the woman taking pictures say. The sudden light blinded you as Felicity Jones obliged, lifting her leg and bending it so she could set her foot on the support in front of her. “Like this?” she asked, crossing her arms over her knees to pose for the camera “Yes! Perfect!” the woman said, snapping more pictures *Click**Click* Having most of her weight crushing your body from the neck down, she stared smugly at the camera, feeling your feeble attempts of freeing your arms “Hey, you. Stay still already” you heard the woman bark “Oh don’t worry, I’ll deal with it” before you could do anything, Felicity leaned all of her weight on her right asscheek, flattening you to the point you were completely immobile, only being able to clench your teeth in pain as the clicks of the camera echoed in the room *Click* *Click* *Click*

“I’m sorry if my slave is giving you problems. He is utterly useless to be honest” Felicity apologized, changing her pose once more *Click* “No problem. But if I may ask, why don’t you get rid of him?” the woman asked “It’s really simple” Felicity smug smile grew wider as she grinded her ass left and right, grounding your bones into dust while she explained herself “I specifically selected him to be shrunk. He was a bodybuilder in his prime before they enslaved him, so imagine my face when I saw him. He was so huge, right big man? Pure muscle, at least 2 meters tall” she mocked you, feeling your ribcage cracking underneath her firm butt “But look at him now. So small. So puny. So pathetic” she continued, letting her leg slowly fall “All I need to do is lower my leg, and he disappears” until it rested back on the stool, squashing your head under her tight. The photographer giggled at the show.

You gasped for air when she finally got up, but it was a brief respite “He is so flimsy now. Aren’t you? My finger has more muscle than your whole body” she said raising her index finger, and she showcased this fact by easily flicking you with it, your body landing in the middle of the two imprints made by her sweaty ass “He is like a ragdoll!” the woman said, laughing at your face when Felicity repositioned herself over you, her gigantic ass looming over your insignificant body. Under the shadow it casted, you pathetically raised your sore arms in self-defense as it lowered itself “WAIT” the woman shouted. The meteor halted its descent as Felicity looked at her in surprise “Mercy at last?” you thought, only to hear your owner laugh out loud. *Click* “This is gonna make a great cover photo”

SLAM

Felicity’s ass covered what distance was left by slamming down on you, both woman cackling at your expense “So that’s why I keep him. The feeling of having a once proud man cry just by seeing my ass is like nothing I experienced before” both cheeks expanded as her weight settled, smushing you right in the middle of her asscrack, her pants doing little to hide the reek that emanated from the sweaty crevice “Hearing his pleads for mercy before I drop him on the back of my panties, so he is right in front of the source when…”

BRAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

The hurricane of sulfur reverberated on the wood, the deafening sound only being beaten by the putrid stench of rotten vegetables that was blasted right into you “…when I fart on him HAHAHAHA” Being pinned under this colossus of a woman, the only thing you could do was lie there and take it at full force, with your ears ringing so much you could barely hear both women laughing “I’m gonna stomp him as much as I feel like. I’m gonna fart on him as much as I feel like. I’m gonna use him to floss my buttcrack. I’m gonna feed him nothing but whatever crap he finds inside my shoes and under my soles. I’m gonna break him until he is a former shell of what he was. And then and only then, when he becomes the skinny worm he was always destined to be, when he is nothing but a mindless, bony and whimpering drone, then, I’ll let him slide down my throat and end his days as my shit. That’s all he deserves”