Nap
by Mrduhkota

I had just got a text telling me that my next class was canceled. This would have been great if it didn't mean that I had to wait around for three hours for my final class of the day, and of course it had to be on a day that none of my friends had classes. So, there I was stuck with nothing to do for three hours, I thought about all of the things I could do, but finally decided that I would take a nap on one of the couches that they have in the library. When I got to the library it was unsurprisingly empty, except for a few people watching YouTube on the computers. I made my way over to the couch and started to make myself comfortable. I took my backpack and jacket off, and balled my jacket into a ball for a makeshift pillow and just left my bag lying on the ground. Then I started to drift off into a nice relaxing sleep.
I woke up slowly, and immediately notice that something wasn't right. I no longer had my jacket under my head, nor did I have to curl up into a ball to be able to fit onto the couch. I quickly disregarded all of the things that seemed weird when I realized that I still had a class that I needed to get to, looking at my watch set my mind at ease however. I had only been sleeping for thirty minutes. As I stood up I notice that the ground was very cushy and had a lot of give. I was suddenly startled by a large, earth shaking noise; I turned around and saw a giant coffee table that was surrounded by chairs and couches. At first I was puzzled as to why everything looked so large. My question was answered when another bang shook my surroundings, only this time it seemed louder. As I searched for the source of the noise it happened again, and this time it was even louder and more violent. Then I suddenly saw what was causing the tremors, it was a giant walking towards the couch from behind it.
It was impossible to get a good look at her. The fact that she was huge combined with the fact that she was moving, it was hard to tell who this person was. I was able to make out some things though, like the fact that she had shoulder length blonde hair, a pink short sleeve shirt, and a pair of grey yoga pants that her shapely rear appeared to be chewing on. I was so busy admiring this goddess that I almost didn't notice that her rear seemed to be growing larger, but by the time that I figured out that her butt was getting closer, not bigger, it was too little too late. I attempted to run away from the massive grey object falling towards me but wasn't fast enough and was engulfed beneath this stranger's buttock.
I was dead. I was sure I was dead. But if I was dead then why was I still feeling? It seemed like I was lucky enough to have found a small pocket of air under this stranger's large backside. There was an immense pressure on my entire body, making it difficult to breath the slightly smelly, stale air in. I tried to move my hands but they were being pressed to my sides, I couldn't move at all. The only option I had was to hope that this woman would stand up before where ever I was ran out of oxygen. Then the pressure started to decrease and I could see a small crack of light, all I had to do was crawl straight and I would be free from this prison. I tried to flip over onto my stomach so that I could army crawl out, but there was still too much pressure, so I was forced to attempt to wiggle out on my backside and my face rubbing this strangers butt. All of my hopes fell as fast as they had risen when my face was meet with a gust of air, before I could even ask myself what it was my nose and lungs were filled with a putrid smell that caused me to cough and gag. Before the smell even had a chance to escape, the pressure returned to its regular intensity. And I was stuck taking short, shallow breaths of this woman's fart.
I was just starting to get used to the smell and breathing with a giant weight on my body when the pressure started to lift again. But this time it was different, instead of lifting up the weight shifted and it all went to one side lifting one of her butt checks almost off of the couch cushion. Before I could get my bearings my face was meet with another blast of hot air, but this time it was accompanied by a loud thunderous sound and somehow smelled even worse than the first. The pressure increased much faster than it did the first time, with this woman's butt slamming down on me. It knocked all of the fresh air out of my lungs and trapped me with nothing but smelly air that had me coughing and gaging every time I had to inhale. Then the giant object that was on top of me started to slowly twist from side to side, this cause me to climb up and before I knew it I was surrounded my two walls of flesh and my air pocket was all but lost to me now.
With no air pocket to breath from I was slowly suffocating between this woman's butt cheeks. My lungs started to burn from not getting oxygen, and my body started to flail and attempt to gulp in the air that wasn't there. This resulted in me getting a mouth full of flesh and sweat. I was on the verge of passing out, and I thought for sure that these were my final moments on this earth. I just couldn't wrap my head around it, it was happening to me yet I still couldn't phantom that my final moments were going to be spent between a woman's butt cheeks. A woman that didn't even know I was there, for some reason that made the entire thing just that much more awful.
As I came to accept my fate, the woman stood up. I was still lodged in her crack but I was now blessed with air. I gulped the air in as fast as I could, with there still being a good amount of pressure upon my body. She just stood there for a while, gathering her things I guess, but I was extremely grateful for this. It gave me more than enough time to suck in all of the oxygen that my body had been desperate to obtain only moments ago. Then, without warning, the two walls that held me in place started to move. The one on my right would go up, while the one to my left went down. This process caused me to be rolled and kneaded by this stranger's butt cheeks as she walked. After a while of this I started to get an extremely bad case of motion sickness, and felt that I could through up at any moment. I was just about to lose my lunch when I saw a giant, manicured hand approach my location. I thought for sure I was saved, and that she was reaching back here because she had finally felt my trapped form in-between here cheeks. That would be my last mistake of the day, as the hand pinched the pants just above where I was and pulled out, effectively putting a stop to her wedgie, and simultaneously getting rid of the only halfway safe spot that I had. As she picked her wedgie, I was sling shot out of here crack and was falling to the ground. Just before I was able to hit the ground, I woke up screaming and flailing my arms, still on the couch in the library.