Climbing Giantess Vicky pt.2

Climbing Giantess Vicky part 2:
"Don't Sit!" you and the other tiny pleaded at the top of your lungs after realizing the likely intent of the giantess. She was completely unaware of either the tiny on the bench or the one clinging to her giantess ass cheek but if she decided to sit right now she would end both of their lives. Any hope the tinies may have held for an alternate outcome was quelched when the giantess mindlessly spoke to herself. "Finally, I can sit and rest" her words were soft but still audible to the tinies below. They heard this and began to screaming even louder "DON'T SIT!" "I'M DOWN HERE!" "YOU'LL KILL US!" the voices were too small to reach the her ears and as she slowly bent over to get into position you looked down at the tiny on the bench. The fear in his eyes matched your own, neither of you would survive this and you both knew it, you also knew there was no way to get her attention and stop her, especially not with such short time left. 

Everything was slow motion, partly due to her titanic relative size but also in part because of the adrenaline shooting through your body trying to illicit a fight or flight response but you could do neither because from here flight would mean falling and fighting would mean... you thought about that, you imagined trying to punch bite and scratch her to beat her in martial combat and somehow subdue her. The idea of using force to was laughable but it might just get her attention. You turned to the now expanding ass of the giantess as she bent further into position, the fabric around her ass tightening to try and expand with her body shape and you threw a punch as hard as you could, it felt like punching a city sized pillow and would have no effect so you brought your face in close and took the biggest, hardest bite out of the small amount of flesh you you manage and refused to let go. Your teeth were hopefully making it past the legging material, you prayed, but there was no response from the giantess... at first. 

Finally she let out a small, irritated "ouch." It worked! you thought but refused to loosen your teeth, you had to be sure. Her body paused in a mid-air sitting position as you and her giantess ass hovered above the, now crying, tiny beneath her shadow. It had to have worked you reassured yourself but you quickly began to wish it hadn't. A huge hand came flying around the side of her ass, swatting right towards you. "NO WAI-" you tried to negotiate but were cut off abruptly by the careless hand making contact with you. A loud wet slapping noise filled the air as her hand smacked you, the impact knocking all the air from your lungs leaving you winded. You'd lost your grip on her leggings but were surprised to not be falling, her hand, now the end of her middle and index finger, were pressing against you. They rubbed you into her ass all around as she scratched the place you'd bit. The force and speed were insane and the friction it caused against the material of her leggings was giving you rope-burn against your entire body, it was the most painful thing you could imagine. 

Her fingers continued this for what felt like an eternity but in reality was likely only 10 or 15 seconds, it was the worst 15 seconds of your life. Your body burned and skin had even peeled away in some areas. You were so focused on the pain that it took you longer than it should have to realize that her hand was gone and you still hadn't fallen. You weren't holding onto anything for support, in fact your arms were broken, but you seemed to still defy gravity. Looking around you could see that she had pushed you deep into the center of her ass crack. This was bad but what made it worse was the next realization that your arms and one leg had gotten tangled up into fabric of the leggings, you were trapped. "NOOOOOO" you screamed, muffled by the flesh that pressed into your face, as the giantess continued what she had planned before you so rudely interrupted her. She sat down. 

Her ass collided hard with the bench below, you heard the cut-off screams of the tiny below before impact. He was surely dead now but you, you were still alive somehow. Buried deep in the cheeks of the giantess you were spared the initial impact to suffer a different fate. Her cheeks closed in around you as she relaxed into her seated position. A slow smothering compression of cheeks from every side of you pressed more and more, slowly but consistently, like a trash compactor made of skin. You felt bones snap as they bent in directions they were never intended to bend, you felt your ribs shatter at the increased weight that closed in on them and you felt your lungs unable to expand and unable to breath. This would be your end and the giantess would never even know. 

Giantess: Vickylicious www.instagram.com/vickylicious…