Timothy was a rather small young man, smaller than anyone else in his class in fact. This unfortunately made him an easy target for some of his more troublesome peers, who got a sick sense of joy from tormenting and humiliating the much weaker boy in just about any way they could think of.

It was this torment that had put Tim in his current position, taped onto Ms. Anderson’s seat. Ms. Anderson’s a large young lady who has the tendency to be oblivious to her surroundings, on top of being notoriously gassy. Because of this, a couple of bullies decided that it would be funny to tape poor Tim onto her seat as she took a rather lengthy washroom break, making an effort to gag him with a pair of panties so he couldn’t even cry out for help.

As she returned from her break, Ms. Anderson blissfully walked over to her desk, turning around without bothering to check the seat of her chair as she began lowering herself onto it. This of course put Tim in a helpless position, only being able to watch in horror as his teacher’s massive tight-covered rump descended towards him as his muffled cries and screams went unheard.

Once she sat down, the small boy immediately found himself in a miserable position. Ms. Anderson’s ass on its own was twice the size of Tim’s entire being, and as such, his insignificant little body was crushed by her weight. If that wasn’t bad enough, the smell of her ass was overwhelming, which Tim figured had to do with her having just used the restroom.

Meanwhile, Ms. Anderson had no idea that she had just sat on her student. Tim’s tiny body was buried into the plush cushion of her seat, so all the teacher felt was a small lump, which she made an attempt at getting rid of by grinding and bouncing herself on the seat, unknowingly adding onto poor Timothy’s suffering by further wedging his body into her crack. Remaining oblivious, Ms. Anderson simply began lecturing her class like any other day, all while the group of students responsible for putting him in this position quietly snickered to themselves.

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A few minutes into her lecture, Ms. Anderson casually let out a large fart, which directly blasted up Tim’s nose. The smell was absolutely horrible, and yet, poor Tim had no choice but to endure the stink as he couldn’t even struggle to get her attention. Hearing this blast of gas, Timothy’s sadistic classmates broke out into laughter as they imagined his suffering.

“Hey! Uh, what’s so funny!?” Ms. Anderson called out, flustered by the assumption that her students were laughing at her farting, which admittedly wouldn’t really make much sense since the class had pretty much grown used to her gassiness at this point in the school year.

“Uh, nothing Miss Anderson.” one student answered, trying to hold back her laughter.

“Hmph, sure. Just try to pay attention, okay?” Ms. Anderson replied before going back to her lecture.

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Despite her embarrassment, Ms. Anderson continued letting out her gas as her lesson went on. As she was facing the class, sitting behind a large desk, none of the smell ever made its way to her students and typically they just ignored the constant rumbles. Timothy however was in the exact opposite position. Ms. Anderson’s farts consumed his entire mind as he took each and every emission at point blank, and it was clear to him that escape was not an option.

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The class went on for about an hour, until finally, Tim heard the muffled sound of the bell ringing through Ms. Anderson’s meaty cheeks. He hoped that this would be the end of his suffering, surely one of his classmates would inform her about his position now that the period was up, but to his dismay, nobody bothered stepping up for him. Instead, Ms. Anderson stayed seated as her next class came in, a class that was just as oblivious about Tim’s suffering as their teacher was.

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As she went on teaching her next class, poor Timothy was once again bombarded with gas, remaining completely powerless to the ass of a woman who was significantly larger than him in every way.

Meanwhile, Ms. Anderson began to notice that her farts didn’t smell as bad as she was expecting, which was quite unusual as her gas is typically borderline deadly after pizza night. Little did she know that this was only due to Timothy filtering most of the stink. Regardless, she certainly wasn’t complaining, as it made going through her day a whole lot easier.

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Several classes went by, and all the while Ms. Anderson never left her seat. This of course meant that Timothy was trapped under her fat ass for hours on end, forced to take every single one of her awful farts to the face. Once the school day came to an end however, she finally got up off of him.

“Oh! Uh, Tommy? Were you down there all day?” Ms. Anderson said as she noticed the boy taped onto her seat, not quite remembering his name apparently, since he tended to be pretty forgettable, “How did you get yourself stuck like that anyways?”

Still gagged, Timothy was unable to explain how he got trapped in his position.

“Either way, you really helped me deal with my awful gas. Wait, I just got an idea for an extra credit assignment! Since you did such a good job blocking all my farts today, what do you think about spending the rest of the school year as my cushion?” the ditzy teacher asked eagerly. At first, the boy thought that she had to be joking.

“Of course if you agree, I’ll give you a passing grade for the year, and I’ll make an arrangement to get you a passing grade in the rest of your classes as well.” she continued explaining, making it clear that she wasn’t joking. Admittedly, Tim struggled a bit with a few of his classes, but no amount of extra credit would make this offer worthwhile. As he remained gagged, the poor boy was unable to decline her offer, and Ms. Anderson unfortunately came to her own conclusion, “I’ll take your silence as a yes!”

“Now, I got some papers to grade. You don’t mind staying after a bit, right?” Ms. Anderson asked as she once again sat down at her desk, smothering her student with her smelly ass yet again. Once again crushed, it was clear that Timothy was in for a long year.