Sarah's Find - Chapter 22

The towering blonde holds you up to her massive, vibrant blue eyes, an unmistakable glee twinkling in them.

“HMMM...” She says. “BEFORE WE DO ANYTHING...WE REALLY NEED YOU TO BE STAND OUT MORE. YOU'RE SO DAMN SMALL THAT I KEEP HAVING TO REFIND YOU!”

She reaches into the pocket of her cropped denim jacket and pulls out a thin, bright ribbon. Ripping a small part of it off, she drops it into her palm next to you.

“WRAP THAT AROUND YOURSELF SO I CAN SEE YOU!” She commands, a grin shining through her eyes. Without much choice, you do as you're told. It takes a few moments, but soon enough, the bright ribbon is tied around you. “PERFECT! THAT'S SOOOO MUCH BETTER! SEE? SARAH PROBABLY DIDN'T EVEN THINK TO MAKE YOU MORE NOTICEABLE!”

You immediately lost your footing as she begins to move. You try to see where she's going, but suddenly darkness overtakes you as her fingers close into a fist. Then, a series of heavy quakes and fast movements on her part sends you flying around like a pinball. If it wasn't for the very soft skin of her hands, you surely would have died. To and fro you are tossed until finally light sears into your eyes and you feel yourself falling. You've become so used to the sensation that you can detect even when utterly blind. You hit something, rebound into the air like you're on a trampoline, and then fall back down. After a few bounces, you lay still and you wearily sit up to get your bearings.

In the distance, you hear a deeply amused giggle.

Before you lies an incredible field of gigantic white flowers, spread across an immeasurably sprawling landscape. She has dropped you on her titanic ass. Even further is her back, which, on its own, looks like a whole other continent. Beyond that is her head, which is turned around, a smirk on her lips.

“LIKE I SAID...” She says. “YOU AND I ARE GOING TO HAVE A LOT OF FUN. I MEAN, THIS HAS TO BE FAAAR MORE INTERESTING THAN BEING IN A JAR, RIGHT? HOW BORING WOULD THAT BE? THIS IS DEFINITELY MORE INTERESTING. I GUESS YOU COULD SAY THIS REALLY...SHAKES THINGS UP A BIT?”

What followed was not an earthquake. This was not mere rumbling and shaking of solid ground. The “land” beneath you was not hard earth, but soft, fatty flesh. It was like standing on a massive pile of gelatin. There was no chance of standing. Your body was thrown off to the side and you flailed for something to grab onto. As you rolled across the immense threads of her pants, you notice that one piece has come loose, sticking out and you grab it. Just as you do, the ass cheek abruptly swings the other way, heavily tossing you back the other way, you barely holding on. A series of lesser wiggles and jiggles happens as the booty slowly settles. You start to feel a little nauseous. It's almost like being on a boat during rough waters.

“HA!” She bellows. “DID THAT KNOCK YOU DOWN? COME ON! THAT WAS JUST A TEENY LITTLE SHAKE.” She pauses for a moment, a thoughtful expression seeping on her face. Then, her grin widens. “HOW ABOUT THIS LITTLE GAME? I LIKE TO CALL IT...'HOW LONG CAN YOU AVOID FALLING OFF MY ASS'? IF YOU WIN, YOU'LL WIN SOMETHING SPECIAL.” She pulls her smartphone out of a pocket of her jacket and pokes at it for a moment. “LET'S SAY...OH, I DON'T KNOW...FIVE MINUTES? THAT SOUNDS FAIR RIGHT? TIMER'S SET! ON YOUR MARK...GET SET...!”

Suddenly, her ass comes to life, throwing your teeny tiny body again. She laughs.

“OOPS, FORGOT TO SAY GO!” She says. You don't see her face, but the grin is audible at this point.

You hold onto the loose thread, but the force is too great and it is ripped out of your hand. Your body goes sailing and you are caught in a sequence of rolling, being launched in the air, falling back down, bouncing off the ass back up, falling and rolling for a moment before the cycle repeats itself. A deeper part of you expects that you will lose this game instantly but after what seems like an eternity of several cycles, you find yourself still going. At no point do you run out of “ground”. Then, suddenly, you feel the big booty begin to sway and you are going the other way. You don't know which way you're going. One way is off the side of her ass and down towards the couch. The other leads to the crack of her ass, where you will crushed when the cheeks clap together with their constant jiggling. You somehow manage to catch a glimpse of the loose thread, but you're launched into the air and sail over it before falling and rolling once more. You can actually hear the thunderous report of her cheeks smacking together, leading you to believe that you are heading for her crack. But just as you think you will fall in, once more you are launched backwards towards the other way. Once again a victim of the “changing tides”. This time you don't even manage to see the thread. You just roll helplessly.

“HAHA!” She laughs after a few moments. “YOU'RE JUST ROLLING BACK AND FORTH! EITHER YOU'RE WAY TOO SMALL OR MY ASS IS WAAAY TO BIG! PROBABLY BOTH! HAHAHA!” You feel something happening. Hear it to. A magnified rustling of clothes as she moves her body. “YOU'LL WIN TOO EASILY AT THIS RATE! SO LET'S CRANK IT UP!”

Immediately you feel the new motion. You can't tell what it is right away though. Your mind is spinning and it's only by sheer will that you haven't passed out or puked. But you can hear more rustling of her clothes and rather than being sent rolling, you land on the ass and feel it almost swirl underneath you before throwing you in a new direction. She is no longer just shaking her ass, but now spinning it in a grinding motion. You have no control. Your body is simply hurled in whatever direction her cheek is moving. At one point you come perilously close to falling off the side off her ass, but her rear spins again, simply throwing you back around. It seems what she said is true. Her ass is simply too big of an arena, giving you so much room for error, no matter how hard she shakes.

Unfortunately, you are thrown towards the other major hazard. You hear the cheeks clap together before realizing that you are about to roll down the crack of her ass. The cheeks sway heavily for a moment, but not as hard, giving you a brief reprieve long enough to dig your fingers into the threads to catch yourself from falling in the gap.

“OOO, THAT'S A BAD SPOT, LITTLE GUY!” She calls, laughing. “IT'S NOT REALLY GONNA...'TWERK' OUT FOR YOU!”

Again, the mass around you come alive. But unlike before, instead of swaying in the same together, the cheeks pull apart, widening the gap, before coming together in a thunderous clap. You try to climb, but it's impossible. The movement is too much and you don't have the strength. All you can do is try and claw into the fabric and try to catch the cheek you're on in a swing to launch yourself away from the crack. But you just above the gap. Each clap of the cheeks is a deafening boom here. You can feel the heat generated from each impact. The only thing keeping you from falling between the deadly trap is the shockwaves from the collisions propel a little bit away, as does the thrust of her hips as she twerks. This is absolutely madness. This is not like watching mountains fight, as it had been with all the boobs you had been atop. No, these cheeks made those mountains look like anthills. These were like watching entire planets being smashed together by some powerful force. Each pound sends a wave through the rest of the cheek, jostling and jiggling it. One of these immense jostles wrenches your hand free and you are thrown straight into the air...

...directly over the widening gap. Images of Natalie Veronica smooching you flood your mind. You couldn't help but wonder what would happen if you would up in her mouth. Would she accidentally chew you up? Now, you were faced with a similar situations...only in absolute reverse!

BOOM!

The powerful cheeks smash together, the sheer force of the impact shooting you back up into the air. You watch, helplessly, as the cheeks widen again. Gravity takes you, pulling your body back down to the gaping maw. This time, when the cheeks comes together, the top of the other one, the one she hadn't dropped you on, slams into you. Once again, you are thrown into the air. Now, however, thanks to the push from the cheek and the air from another massive collision, you are being propelled towards the original cheek you were on. As you spin while airborne, you manage to catch a glimpse of her head. She is no long looking back towards you. Her gaze has wandered elsewhere. All of her focus seems to be on thrusting, you can see the beads of sweat glimmering in the sunlight from the windows. And, of course, her grin is still there.

Your vision shifts as you continue spinning and you see the loose thread. You're headed right for it! As you land, you manage to snatch it. The timing is perfect because just as you land, the booty suddenly stops.

“WOO...” She gasps.

You take the reprieve and tie the thread around your hips, intending to use it as an anchor. Just as you finish the knot, the ass starts to move again, thrusting and pumping, more booming claps echoing, but not as deafening as they were moments again. Your body is thrown back and forth again, but you keep hold of the thread and, now that you're anchored, you don't roll as violently. After a few more moments of this, her body suddenly drops elevation and you land heavily on her jiggling rear. Eventually, her booty settles again, and there is only the sound of both you and her panting. She turns her head back.

“O-OH! Y-Y-YOU GOT FREE...EH?” She manages between pulls of air. “I...I THOUGHT...I'D CL-CLAP YOU!” She manages a weak 'Ha!', still trying to catch her breath. You wonder if she realizes that if she had 'clapped you' that certainly would have meant your death. “ONLY A MINUTE AND A HALF LEFT!” She announced. A groan involuntarily emits from you. Still over a minute!? “I GUESS, I'LL...HEY! DID YOU TIE YOURSELF DOWN! THAT'S CHEA...” She pauses. “WELL...OKAY, FINE. I GUESS I DIDN'T REALLY SPECIFY ANY RULES.” Another pause as she looks down at your tiny speck of a body on her planet size rear. Her grin widens. “HMMM...I GUESS LET'S SEE HOW GOOD YOU ARE AT TYING KNOTS!”

She raises a hand in a way that reminds you of a person getting ready to swat a fly. In this case, that would be you. Fortunately, you're pretty sure she does not mean to swat you. But...

Her hand comes whistling down through the air and crashes against the vast red field of massive white flowers. It is like being at the epicenter of a massive explosion. At least you think it is. There is a brief pause where nothing seems to happen. You simply see her hand hit the mass, making a large indent. Then, you see the indent sending a giant ripple through the ass. It all hits you at once. A loud, powerful, beyond deafening boom rips through the air, which, incidentally, blows against in a brief burst that is like a hurricane in some insane fast forward. You hold on for dear life, but it is not over yet. You see the ripple running towards you like a tidal wave. It runs over the thread, causing it to yank you back down towards her ass, which throws you back up as the goddesslike booty jostles heavily. You think, maybe you're not sure, you feel the knot begin to loosen.

There's not even a moment to rest as her hand comes right back down in another apocalyptic spank. You cannot hear anymore. Your ears had seemed to become accustomed to the din of her normal speaking voice (she did not seem to grasp or care just how loud she was), but nothing could have prepared you for this. There wasn't even ringing. If there was, even it wasn't loud enough. Another powerful surge of air from the shockwave through you upwards until the thread yanked against you. This time you definitely could feel the knot loosening. The tidal wave ripple slammed into you again and, like a yo-yo, you went up and then brought right back down, the knot slackening a little more.

You saw her hand cocking back again. Desperately, you let go of the thread and reached down, attempting to do something to tighten the knot. Almost instantly, you realized you didn't have anywhere near enough time and re-established your hold on the thread just as the hand slammed against the booty in another earthshattering spank. The weakened knot released you as the shockwave hit you, shooting your body out in a thrust under its power. You managed to hold on, but your hands slide across the length of the thread, burning your flesh. Then, the ripple came in a powerful wave and you grip was wrenched free, sending you flying in a backflip, landing in a soft belly flop on her ass. You saw her hand begin to lift back up and you instantly tried to hurry back to the thread, the only thing that would keep you from being flung who knew where.

But, instead of going all the way back up, her hand suddenly slammed back down in hard, but much less powerful slap. The ripple threw you up in the air. You went backward a little, but not much. The hand slapped again. Then again, and again, going in a fast patting motion. Suddenly, you felt like you were in the wave pool at the water park you'd gone to during the summer as a kid. A barrage of heavy waves beset you. A few times, you were simply thrown straight up into the air. But then, you land right into a ripple that you end up “riding” like a surfer without a board. Only this wave is moving much faster. It sends you, rolling and sprawling down the length of her massive buttcheek until you are tumbling onto her upper thigh.

“HA!” She bellows again. Even after everything else, her thunderous laugh still reaches your ears. You only get a second of peace, lying on her warm, slightly jostling thigh, before finding yourself caught between her eager fingers. She holds you up to the gigantic screen of her phone which counts down two seconds before erupting in a deafening ring. Or, at least it SHOULD be deafening. It's more like a muffled din of sounds to you. Either way, the message is clear.

“You did well, little guy, a lot better than I thought! But you still couldn't handle this booty!” Her voice, while still loud, was much quieter than before. If you come out of this incident with any hearing intact, it might be a blessing. “Well, since you lost, instead of getting something nice, you get punished! Don't worry, it might still be nice if you're kind of a freak!” Her hand glides over her planetary ass. Her other hand grabs the hem of her pants and begins to pull them down, exposing on bare ass cheek and a black, floral thong. You are dropped on the marvelously soft, fatty flesh. “Your punishment is you get to kiss. My. Ass!” She punctuates this last three words by lightly tapping her booty with two fingers. Even this sends a ripple that knocks you off your feet. She laughs, the movement from THAT jiggling her rear, making it impossible to stand.

You roll over until you face the soft flesh of her rear. You feel conflicting emotions. One part of you is, or is trying to feel horny at this, while another is simply too exhausted to allow any pleasure and just wants to get this over with. You lean down and touch your lips to the warm flesh and offer a smooch. You do this for a moment before you feel immense pressure push you down.

“That's it!” Her very amused, but slightly muffled, voice rings. “A big ol' kiss! Are you doing it? Cause I don't feel anything! Give a couple just for good measure!” As instructed, you begin a series of kisses on the flesh, only stopping when the pressure releases. “Okay...I didn't really feel it, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and say you did it.” Her fingers grasp you and you are again hoisted up. Her free hand pull her up her pants and she sits up on the couch and holds you up to her sparkling eyes. “That was fun! I told you it would be! You know what I would have done if you had won?” She lowers you to her lips and puckers them. Slowly, she draws herself closer, smooching her lips. Her aura begins to seep into your mind and you suddenly want nothing else but to feel her lips against you. You instinctively pucker your own lips as hers draw ever nearer. But, just as they seem like they'll make contact, she pulls away, grinning. “Buuut, you didn't, so oh well! Maybe next time.”

She laughs.

“Speaking of next time...I hope you're ready because it's time for Round 2!”