Earthquake

As we were, sitting in a corner watching and listening as the store slowly came to life, my thoughts begin to wander as I daydream of what my life could soon turn out to be. The soft booms of foot falls breaks me out of my thoughts as they make their way down the aisle, my interest bringing me to my feet. I take the few steps to my window, looking out towards the looming giantess making her way towards our section. If a woman could be uncontrollably obese, this woman would be it, I mean her rolls had rolls. Don't get me wrong, there's beauty in everyone, especially woman, they go through so much in life. And who knows what type of medical condition this lady might have, I would applaud her if it mattered for she was on her feet walking, leaning heavily on her cart but walking none the less. Most people her size head to the motorized scooters, you know? She pauses in front of us, her titanic ass filling the my whole view. Suddenly it starts to get closer due to her trying to make room for another passing cart when it slams into the shelving and boxes come tumbling down, mind included. It feels odd being in free fall for so long till I slam into the floor, splitting my box open in the corner. I lay there dazed for a moment till I gain the strength to sit up, looking about to try to regain my bearings. The titan of woman looms overhead, her powerful legs and feet threatening to turn a tiny victim to paste by accident with a single step. One of her beefy hands reach's down, grasping my box and shoving it back on the shelf in hasty embarrassment along with many of my commands before her booming steps carry her onward to the rest of the store. Thankfully, I'm no longer in the front, so many boxes get grabbed as the day went along. As I sit in my corner, my thoughts lost somewhere, my eyes fall on the corner and light up with surprise. I can see light, a tear in the crushed crappy cardboard corner. I crawl over, prying the wall apart with what little strength I had. It opens up some more, just enough for my body to squeeze through. Finally in the open air, I look about before making my way down the shelf, my neighbors noticing me and calling out as they beat on their windows. Making my along the back behind all of the merchandise, I come to the end and look down, wondering how I would get down when I see the slots for the shelving brackets and start climbing down as quickly as possible before my arms would start to tire. Reaching the bottom, I look about to make sure the coast was clear before darting across to the food court, the luring smells calling out to me though I didn't need to eat anymore due to the virus changing my anatomy, rendering the need to eat or breathe obsolete. All I wanted to do was taste food again, feeling it in my mouth as I chewed. Not seeing any crumbs on the floor, I look up and see a plate on the table. Weighing my options, I throw caution to the wind and start shimmying up the chair leg, the paint old and chipping, offering perfect feet and hand holds like a rock face for a rock climber. Reaching the top, I pause and look about to make sure the coast was still clear when my chair was pulled out, sinking my heart in fear thinking I was caught when a short shirt covered ass flys overhead, centering over me as I notice briefly that she wasn't wearing any panties,and starts to lower. Now, I was positioned where every man would dream, her puckered lips almost smiling at me as they slam down onto the chair. I was pinned, her weight forcing me down on my back without crushing me some how, her shifting back and forth to get comfortable forcing me between her lips mashing my face against her hidden clit. I feel a shudder coarse through her body as she stands back up, looking for the foreign object that violated her but as she stood, her lips grabbed me, enveloping within her silky folds and unseen from the outside. I wasn't in her actual vagina but I wasn't in the open air either, the labia if my highschool knowledge of biology served me right.