The Package
by skeezan

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“Enjoying that Tommy.” The Goddess of Growth said half heartily. She sat on her Tommy-Throne succumbing to the shear boredom a Goddess faces when she only has one to slave to abuse. As both Tommy-Throne and the Goddess found out there are only so many times you can sit on a throne farting before it gets tired.

“Oh, I know what I'll do. You can take a trip down to Earth maybe see some old friends.” The Goddess's voice suddenly beamed with enthusiasm as she got up and poked her Tommy-Throne right in his cushiony face. Everything went black.

Tommy was soon regaining his sight, though once it fully did he found himself to again be staring at darkness. He could move nothing as often was the case when the Goddess transformed him but Tommy could still feel his surroundings, which he correctly guessed to be cardboard. He heard footsteps advancing near him until his cardboard prison was lifted into the air. The person who was lifting read aloud whatever was on the outside of the box.

“'Enjoy this complementary gift from GoT Inc. Watch this revolutionary new product bring comfort to your daily life more than anything ever has. Enjoy the best seat in the house!' I don't even remember ordering anything from them.” The voice struck fear into Tommy's heart for he knew it well. Light shined in as the top of the cardboard was ripped open revealing the face of none other than Tommy's old friend/coworker/unintentional tormentress, Nat.

“Oh my, a seat cushion.” The buxom Latina said as she looked down at the Tommy-Cushion. Finally having light Tommy-Cushion got to see what the goddess had transformed him into and to her credit she had gotten a little creative this time. Tommy was no ordinary cushion he looked more like a gel seat cushion that could easily meld to any surface it was placed on.

“What a perfect gift to receive on my day off. Well my little cushion hope you don't mind a big beautiful butt sitting on you all day.” Nat giggled as she grabbed Tommy-Cushion and made her way out of the room. A pit in his stomach grew as Tommy-Cushion wondered where Nat was bringing him and the reveal of that destination cemented his fear. He was brought to Nat's computer room, where Nat spent the majority of her time on her day off (when she was eating or exercising). Tommy-Cushion looked at the seat of the chair in front of the desk and saw two globe shaped crater marks. The sight sent shivers up the spine that he didn't have. Nat stretched Tommy across the seat of the chair making his face fill the entire frame of the seat.

“Hope you can handle a couple hours of this little cushion.” Nat said with a playful shake of her butt. The immobile Tommy-Cushion could only look up in horror at the words JUICY etched across Nat's yoga pants falling down. The sight would have been wonderful (Nat's booty was essentially divine) had it not been hurtling to him.

The weight of her ass fell onto him with immense force crushing Tommy-Cushion flat within a matter of seconds. Nat's butt was as Tommy had remembered colossal as ever and filled the entire frame of his face but ever the lucky one most of Tommy ended up right in the centre.

“Oooooh you're just as comfy as the package said.” Nat wiggled her butt with this statement. Each single motion was a different point of pressure falling onto Tommy-Cushion's face. She sat there at her computer for hours and hours compressing the transformed Tommy further and further into a mushy gel paste through the various times Nat would move around to get more comfortable.

After finally getting a little bit used to this torment Tommy-Cushion was introduced to a new level of hell as sweat began to seep out of the surrounding skin. Nat's rear end had been heated from the get go but now it would be flooding Tommy-Cushion with a horrible stink. However just as the sweat began Nat perplexingly got off him.

“Alright, I should probably get some lunch. C'mon cushion your ass comforting skills are needed elsewhere” When Nat said this Tommy-Cushion could swear he heard the distant laughter of the Goddess of Transformation. Nat peeled Tommy-Cushion off the chair (with much effort) and then daintily carried him towards her kitchen. Halfway to the kitchen though Nat stopped as if she was thinking about something.

“Eh if it can handle my butt then this shouldn't be a problem.” With no warning whatsoever Nat brought Tommy-Cushion up higher and jammed him into her right armpit. A complete lack of grace was used by Nat to smear and wipe all the sweat off her pit. Tommy-Cushion felt the awful liquid be rubbed all over his body until it was finally over.....then Nat moved onto her other armpit and the whole process started again. When Nat truly was finished she removed Tommy-Cushion from her pits leaving him reeking even more than he already had been.

“There we go nice and...” Nat stopped to sniff both her armpits. “Relatively clean.” This time Tommy-Cushion was certain he heard the Goddess laugh. Nat however heard nothing and made her way to the kitchen, Tommy-Cushion had been fearing lunch this for quite a while as Nat was prone to eat only food that would make her gassy. He hoped today would be the exception. “Oh look I still have leftover Mexican from last night.” It seemed Tommy-Cushion was wrong.

While Nat's food heated up she once again stretched Tommy-Cushion around a seat, this time a stool that proved to fill even more of the seat with Tommy-Cushion face. Her food was ready and Tommy-Cushion was preparing for the worst as he once again saw the words JUICY fall down towards him. This time though they stopped right as they were about to meet his gel like face. Tommy-Cushion felt the heat from it closely but it was soon lifted away.

“On second thought I don't wanna ruin another pair of pants and the cushion's easier to clean.” In an instant Nat's pants and panties were off and she was sitting on Tommy-Cushion bare-assed.

The cotton fabric that was once on him was replaced by a moist meaty rump that doubled both in sweat and smothering. Nat was less considered with comfort, instead focusing more on the plate of food in front of her. The whole plate was gone in less than a minute.Tommy-Cushion meanwhile was being submerged further into the asscrack of Nat a place that would certainly be getting much worse very shortly. As Nat sat there resting for her previous gorging the foreboding rumble was heard from her stomach.

PRRRRAFFPPPTT

“Whew! Hope the cushion can handle that cause it's the first of many.” A short yet powerful fart blasted out of Nat and right onto Tommy-Cushion's face. The rank odour filled the swampy space that he occupied. Nat sat letting out rippers for the better part of the afternoon each one being soaked up by her Tommy-Cushion and each one stinking to high heaven. He was not just soaking up farts however as Nat's long stream of gas was making the atmosphere very hot and musky. With this came an overabundance of sweat which too was pouring into every fiber of Nat's Tommy-Cushion. This hell was destined to stop it seemed as Nat once again was preparing to get off him.

“Well it's been fun but I probably shouldn't ruin my perfect little cushion the first time I use it.” Nat was getting off the chair much to Tommy-Cushion's relief. However due to a combination of glue like sweat and being rammed so far up her ass Tommy-Cushion was nearly poking Nat's anus, he came up with her.

“Hehehe well okay then looks like your coming with me.” Nat walked over to her exercise bike with each step Tommy-Cushion seemed to get wedged further and further inside the steaming crack. “It's probably best this way I can stay on this thing for hours building up a sweat and knocking farts out it'd be nice to actually be comfortable for a change.”

The usual pain and destruction of pride was felt when Nat sat down on Tommy-Cushion, however due to the contours of this seat Tommy-Cushion had finally been completely wedged between Nat's crack effectively turning him into a cushion padded thong. Then Nat began. Her legs moved down and up rhythmically with this force being transmitted right into her butt. This movement grinded the tiny cushion man between the Latina's two sizable buns. True to word Nat was soon building up more sweat than Tommy-Cushion though even possible with a sea of it coursing onto his cushiony body and immediately being absorbed. Tommy-Cushion was bathed in her sweat and stinking of stale farts but as it goes things got worse before they got better.

BBBBBRRRRRRAAAAASSSHHHTTTT

“Oooh man there already getting wet.” Nat said fanning her backside with one hand. Her words rang very true for Tommy-Cushion who could feel the tainted air blast his face with an ungodly smell. Nat's bike ride went on and on farts and sweat ringing out at every possible opportunity and the small cushion of a man would suck all of it up in this form, completely powerless to do anything else. It was a long ride for both Tommy-Cushion and Nat but it had a huge finish when Nat's farts had finally reached there wettest and just as she was about to be done Nat let loose a full blown shart all over Tommy-Cushion.

SPPPRRRAAAAASSHHHHTTTT

The disgustingly slimy liquid fell all over his 'body' and due to his absorbent nature Tommy-Cushion soaked up all it. Nat only shrugged a bit and continued with the rest of the little that was left of her bike ride. Each stride she made sloshed and smeared her already shit stained crack more and more until by the end Tommy-Cushion looked to be permanently brown.

“Damn nothing works up quite a sweat like that eh cushion.” With a giggle, an ass jiggle, and a short SBD Nat got off the machine bringing Tommy-Cushion up with her. It took a lot of work but Nat managed to pull Tommy-Cushion out of the confines of her ass. A loud SPLOP rang out as she did so.

“Well little cushion it's been a blast but I think you're a little too dirty for use right now. I'll just leave you on the exercise bike to dry, it worked for my sweat rag so why wouldn't it work here.” Nat nonchalantly tossed the dripping Tommy-Cushion onto the equally dripping exercise bike seat and made her way out of the room. When Nat was finally gone Tommy-Cushion simply waited for what he knew was coming next.

“Having fun Tommy.” The Goddess of Transformation manifested in front of Tommy bearing a Cheshire Cat grin on her face. If Tommy had fingers his middle one would be fully extended. “

Don't worry little guy you get to come back and be my slave now. I mean this is fun and all but I know your face only really belongs to one ass, plus I've gotten some very creative ideas in the last little while Hehehe.” With that The Goddess once again poked Tommy-Cushion on his forehead and then everything went black as Tommy was whisked back into his torment with the Goddess.