Majesty Natalie - Unaware Giantess Sits On You then Throws You in the Garbage
The Majesty of Natalie's Indifference
A Tight Squeeze Between Goddess and Garbage
The air was thick with the scent of lavender and sweat, a testament to Natalie's rigorous yoga routine. Her body was a work of art—toned, supple, and completely oblivious to your tiny existence. You lay hidden beneath her, your heart racing as her powerful thighs clenched together in a seemingly impossible V-shape.
Each movement sent shockwaves through your body, and yet you couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of arousal at being so close to such a magnificent specimen of feminine power. As she stretched and contorted herself into impossible positions, you felt like a helpless insect caught in the web of her majesty.
Finally, she finished her routine and stood up, the weight of the world bearing down on you. You held your breath, praying she wouldn't notice your presence. But of course, she did. She looked down at the mat, her eyes widening in disgust as they fell upon you.
"Eww!" she exclaimed, her voice like thunder echoing in your ears. "There's a tiny little loser under my mat!" She knelt down, her breasts almost touching the ground as she loomed over you. "I can't believe you're even worthy of being seen by someone like me."
With a contemptuous grin, she scooped you up in her hand, the roughness of her palm a stark contrast to the softness of her skin. "You deserve nothing but the lowest of the low," she hissed, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine.
And then, she did the unthinkable. With a mighty heave, she threw you straight into the garbage can, your tiny body bouncing off the walls before landing in a pile of rotting food and dirty tissues. The stench was overwhelming, but you couldn't bring yourself to care. All that mattered was the indescribable ache in your heart from being so utterly rejected by the goddess who had crushed you underfoot.
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