"Squashed" You're lying on your back on a cold basement flo..

"Squashed" You're lying on your back on a cold basement floor with your hands and feet bound. Your ankles have been taped together and so have your wrists. Your arms stretch uncomfortably about over your head. A sweaty pair of underwear is in your mouth functioning as a gag. As you squirm from side to side seeking escape my massive body towers over you. I am dressed in jeans and a leather biker vest, no shirt. You look up and try to say something but taste only musk. "I'm sorry, didn't quite catch that--" I tease as I unbuckle my leather belt, ripping it through my belt loops and dropping it on the floor next to your head. The clink of the metal buckle on the hard floor causes you to wince. As I pull my pants off I smile at your timidness. "This is gonna be more fun for me than it is for you..." You stare up at my frame with wide eyes. Wearing nothing but my vest and black boxer briefs, I squat down over your head, my knees on either side of your head. My huge gut bulges out and snaps the buttons on the front of the vest, letting my flesh spill out and onto your face. "Hmph! Mphf!" you struggle and pitch left and right in a vain attempt to avoid the tsunami of my body. Pinned between my stomach and the floor below you have no choice but to lay there and endure the smothering force as my hairy skin envelops your head. "Yes, that's it!" I smile and rear my head back, pushing my lower back forward and dropping more weight down on top of you. "Take it, take it all!" I shift my weight back and forth to maximize the intensity of the body presses. After what seems like an eternity I back up and off your face long enough to permit you to catch your breath through your nose. However the relief is only momentary as I take both hands and lift my belly up--bringing it directly above your head. The shadow of my size extends over your face as I let go and drop the mound of fat onto your head with a slapping sound. Your nostrils are overwhelmed with the scent of my sweat as I press you between my folds. My knees squeeze together, muffling your ears as my weight shifts back and forth, pulling your head from side to side. My cock swells as I relish the power I have over you, using my midsection to completely own you. Once again I back off and give you time to breathe, and once again I expose you to the underside of my gut before dropping it down. This time I pick it up again immediately and repeat the motion, doing it a third time to fully satisfy myself with your plight. Watching your body squirm helplessly underneath me as I play with my nipples and gently stroke my leather, savoring the feel of the animal hyde against my skin. I bring my hands together and shake the fat in your face, reverse motorboating you, before standing up and looking down. Your face is beet red and covered in sweat. Your bloodshot eyes look up at my bulk with wide pupils. You struggle with your restraints and try to roll away, but I keep you in place by nudging my feet against the sides of your abdomen. "Had enough of my belly babe? Good--now it's time for my ass!"