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Chapter 4 by Apocalypseman98 Apocalypseman98

Searching for help, where do you end up?

The Theatre

After walking for a few minutes you found yourself in front of two giant French doors. These doors are easily 8 feet tall and had a little more detail then the ones you passed by, making you think that these had some kind of significance. After staring at them for a few more seconds you then walked through them, finding that the room you entered was something you never thought you’d see in this place.

The first thing that you noticed were the rows and rows of leather seats. They had cup-holders, the ability to recline, and a few buttons on the side, suggesting that there were some more features added to these seats. Then there was the giant screen on the wall that was the size of a pool you’d put in your backyard.

Yep, it was safe to say that you were in a theatre.

The fact that you were standing in a theatre almost didn’t surprise you, probably since your boss is using you as as a living test subject.

You soon walked around the room to one the chairs in the middle of the cinema and decided to sit down. The first thing that came to your mind was “Wow, these chairs definitely are way to big for me.” The chair was so big that only your feet seemed to dangle over the edge of the chair.

These seats were obviously made for the giant and curvaceous woman that were basically living in this facility.

Even though you were obviously too small for this seat you had to admit that it was very comfy. It was probably one of the most nicest chairs you been in. But, all good things must come to an end.

While you were enjoying the theatre, someone else was getting ready to join you.

Sadie Mae was getting ready to relax and watch a movie. She had just gotten dressed a few minutes ago after working out and taking a shower. As she entered the cinema she lightly played with her hair and swayed her hips, causing them to occasionally brush against the leather seats that dotted the isles.

“Ahh! Here we are!” Sadie said this in a cheery tone as she found the seat she wanted. But before she could sit down she dropped her phone on the floor. “Oh tarnation! Why am I so clumsy.” She leaned forward to pick it up.

Unbeknownst to Sadie, you were in the seat she had chosen. Her excitement at finding the seat she wanted had brought you back from your daydreaming and soon you were staring at her freckled ass cheeks, her jean shorts barely coming down to the cleft of her cheeks. The sight was tantalizing to say the least.

When she bent down to pick up her phone, your face reddened and your heart raced as her ass took up most of your view and got closer to your face. If you had the desire to lean forward a few inches your face would press against her cream colored cheeks and probably sink in a few inches. But, before you could do so she started to lean back, getting ready to sit in the chair you were in!

Before you could even utter a word those freckled cheeks made contact with your face and chest, almost concealing you under her enormous bulk.

As Sadie got comfy in the chair she slipped her phone back into her cleavage and waited for the movie to start. During the wait there was this nagging feeling in the back of her mind that something wasn’t right. At the moment she couldn’t pinpoint what this feeling was but she knew it was close.

Sadly, she hasn’t noticed that there was another person sharing the same seat with her. You would yell out to the southern bell but your face was sandwiched against her ass cheeks and your arms were stuck to the side of the chair.

Hopefully, something would happen soon.

Does Sadie realize that you’re under her ass?

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