When Herbie realized that no help was coming, Tifa smiled at him. She started to stand up. Next thing Herbie knew, he was under the table... inside her dress... on the seat cushion, directly underneath Tifa's bottom. It was dark, and Herbie could feel Tifa's skin; the girl wasn't wearing panties or panty hose. Then she sat on him.
It was gentle at first -- Tifa didn't mean to crush him -- but she was so huge now-- so heavy! Herbie tried to squirm free, fight-- but as he did so Tifa just put more of her weight upon him. Tifa sat forward, centering her pussy over him, and wriggled her hips, just a bit, in time with the music. Herbie felt her wetness upon his skin; as he pressed up against it, her pussy was opening. Tifa giggled; then she took a big breath and lifted her feet from the floor, putting her entire weight on Herbie's tiny body. Then, suddenly, Herbie could see Tifa's legs and buttocks slipping down around him; her birth canal soft and welcoming, the only escape.
It took Tifa nearly a half hour to finish what she'd started, leaving her to shoo away several flirtatious males before they got close enough to notice her once-again-swollen belly. Once she was sure her parts had closed up tight, she made her escape.
Almost a world apart, Jim suddenly came to realize that he had company.
Wed Aug 7 18:16:07 2002