The Amazons
by jacob110110

PART 1

Jake was in a bit of a tough position. Come to think of it, he seemed to ALWAYS be in a tough position. This time, there was a giant army of dominant women that wanted to kill him, the leader desperately wanted to smother him to death with her gigantic ass, and his best friend Tina was sitting on his face, not caring at all. Maybe it'd be best if we started from the beginning...

A few weeks earlier...

20 year old Jake was enjoying life, to the extent that he could. Due to funds he received from the Neal Deal Wrestling League, he was able to tour the world, be a guest on TV shows, and just plain be an all-around pro. His band had gotten a lot of publicity from him being so famous, so he was basically set for life. His voluptuous friend Tina was also rich from that experience, and lived in the house next to him, though she basically lived at his house, staying there when she needed his face as a chair.

They'd been friends since 9th grade, and Tina had always been dominant. She was always using him as a chair, farting on him, smothering him with her huge tits, and making him massage her feet and amazing ass. That's not to say he didn't enjoy it, of course. They'd been neighbors since before Neal Deal Wrestling, and Tina would sneak into Jake's house at night and tie his face to her butt with rope, keeping him there while they slept. Well, mainly while she slept, her gas usually kept him awake through the night. Tina just really had a thing for using Jake as her personal cushion, fart slave, massager, anything. And Jake put up with it, eventually learning to kind of enjoy it. It was a really nice ass that he got to be under.

Today was just an average day. Tina was over, sitting on Jake on the couch while reading a newspaper. "Watch out," she grinned nonchalantly, while releasing a rather large fart as if this was totally normal. "Ppprrrrttttt!"

Jake coughed from under her. "God, what have you been eating?!" he tried to say, but due to the fact that Tina's behind covered his entire face easily, all that came out was "Mmph!" Tina took the opportunity while his mouth was open to fart again. "Ppppbbbbbttt!"

Tina laughed as she flicked her black hair from her eyes. It went just a few inches past her shoulders. Jake, and most others, found her strikingly beautiful. She was extremely curvy, and just a bit heavy, not chubby, but not super skinny, just right. Being about a head taller than Jake, it was easy to breast smother him, all she had to do was hug him.

"Hey Jake, check this out!" she said to the guy underneath her, "this ad says 'Male Applicants Wanted for experiment, will be payed nicely', it says it's from The Amazons, must be that online shop."

Getting off of him and letting him sit up, she handed him the paper, while taking a seat next to him. "Thanks," he said, taking the paper, and enjoying the fresh air. After reading the advertisement, he set the paper down on the table. "Doesn't really say much about it, but it gives an address, won't hurt to check it out I guess,"

"If you're going out, I suggest taking a shower," Tina grinned, "You smell like a fart."

"Wonder why..." Jake replied, smiling while running a hand through his brown hair.

"So do I! Who would fart on such a handsome face?"

"I dunno, someone with an ass worthy of such a wonderful face,"

"Oh, you know it," Tina winked before standing up and shoving her ass in Jake's face, letting out another huge fart. "PBBBBTTTTT!" "One last awesome blast, for good luck," she smirked.

An hour later...

Jake stood at the front of the huge gray warehouse, this was the address that the ad said. The warehouse was at least ten square miles in perimeter, it was gigantic! Jake wondered why he'd never noticed it before. Seeing a sign on the door with a copy of the ad, he walked in. The room he walked into was dimly lit, and he assumed it was a reception area, noticing chairs and a desk. He walked up to the desk, and looked around, before knocking on it. A woman, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, now loomed before him. She was huge, at least two feet taller than him, with long blonde hair. She was wearing a red tanktop with a deep V neck and jeans, not very professional looking. He noticed that she was pretty curvy, and tried to resist admiring her rack. "Here for the experiment?" she asked him. "Uh... Y... Yeah," he nervously replied.

"Name?" she asked, looking at a clipboard and appearing bored.

"Jake Casko," he answered, eyes slowly drifting downward.

Noticing him, she suddenly grew outraged, "Are you staring at my boobs?!"

"N...n... No! I was just l-MMPH!" Jake attempted to say, as the receptionist grabbed his head and pulled him into her cleavage, smothering him. He tried to pull away, but she was incredibly strong!

"I guess I won't need the syringe, I'll just knock you out like this," she told him, again in a slightly bored tone.

"What the hell?" Jake thought, as his thoughts started to blur. He was suffocating!

"Serves you right, pervert..." the woman muttered, still tightly holding Jake to her chest.

Jake's mind went black, as he was knocked out cold. His body went limp, and the woman let go of him. He dropped to the floor as the woman pulled out a transceiver, and began speaking into it. "Yep, we've got another slave," she told the person on the other end of the call, "Actually, I did it a little differently... Yes, I used my tits, okay?! You yelled at me for sitting on people, so I'm doing this now. You can't get mad, it's in my nature, I was born like this, we all were. *sigh* I guess I can drag him to you guys. Can I shrink him? YAY!"

The woman hung up, and looked at the unconscious Jake. She pulled out a syringe and stabbed him, and poured a vial of liquid onto his clothes. He jolted awake, before slowly shrinking. "What in the fuck?!" he yelled as he shrank to the size of two inches. The woman picked him up and giggled. "Just so you know, my name is Tonya, and you're going to get to know my ass very well!" she said, pulling back her jeans and thong in the back, which was difficult considering how tight they were, and placed Jake in between her huge buttcheeks, before letting them go, trapping him inside.

"Have fun in there!" she said enthusiastically, "It's a half hour walk to your cell, and I'm awfully gassy today!"

PART 2

Jake awoke in the dark on the hard ground. He must've fallen out of bed. He had been having the strangest dream about a tall blonde woman who smothered him with her boobs and shrank him. She brought him somewhere in the back of her thong, and kept farting until he was knocked out again. Strange...

His eyes adjusting to the dark, Jake realized he was in a cell of some kind. "Aw, fuck..." he mumbled. It wasn't a dream. Standing up, he seemed to be at normal size again. He looked around, noticing the cell was concrete, with no openings except a barred door, which he tried opening without success.

"New meat's up!" Jake suddenly heard a woman's voice yell. "Well get him in here, this match is almost over!" replied another voice. The door to his cell opened, and Jake stood face to breasts with a tall brown haired woman. "W...what the hell is going on?!" Jake yelled. "Ah, shut up, runt," the woman replied, "you're going to be facing off against one of our women in mixed wrestling combat, think of yourself as a training dummy. Try not to die, we're running low on guys."

Jake's heart sunk. This was the experiment? The woman grabbed his hands and yanked him through a hallway, into a large room that appeared to be an arena. There appeared to be some sort of fight in the middle, and a few women sat in stands on the sides, watching. Every one of them appeared to be at least two feet taller than the average woman, and extremely curvy. The brown haired lady sat Jake on one of the stands. "Stay here until this fight is over. You're up next," she said to him, "try to escape, and you'll be captured by all of these women. And we'll make sure you never try to escape again." She finished her threat by patting her behind, making it clear what would happen. Jake gulped, and turned toward the fight.

A guy not much taller than Jake was in the ring, squaring off against a tall girl with short blonde hair, who appeared to be around 20. She was wearing a blue bikini top, and tight spandex short shorts. They were basically a spandex thong, by how much they covered up. She had massive boobs, at least double E's, and her ass was magnificent, possibly even better than Tina's. It was positively huge. Jake's heart ached as he thought of Tina. Would he ever see her again? Would he even survive through this match? Focusing on the fight once again, Jake noticed that the guy was out of breath, sweating hard, a fearful look in his eyes. The girl appeared almost bored. In a flash, the girl rushed the man, sweeping at his legs. As he fell onto his back, the woman leaped into the air, and landed butt first onto the man's chest, facing away from him. As the guy cried out in pain, the girl scooted back, and put her feet under the man's head. She was now sitting on his face, using her feet to wedge him deeper into her monstrous ass. She smiled, as she sat there. Eventually the guy's struggles stopped, and she got off of him. Looking down, she grinned. "I think I broke him!" she said, laughing, "Take him to the loser's pen. He'll have to rest before his next fight."

Jake was horrified. This woman was completely oblivious to the fact that she had comepletely destroyed this guy, possibly killing him. She was truly cruel. "Who's next?!" she shouted, and Jake was shoved into the ring by a pair of hands. The girl looked at him and laughed. "This'll be over quick. I'm Molly, a warrior Amazon, and you're my new victim," she smirked. Mixed wrestling. Jake had experience with this in the Neal Deal Wrestling League. He'd spent two years wrestling women of all shapes and sizes. Of course, he didn't win much, most of his matches involved him being sat on, crushed, smothered, squashed, and farted on, and that one incident where he was used as a human thong... but he knew how to survive for a while, at least. And he had a pretty high resistance to pain. He took a defensive stance as she rushed him.

Tackling him with surprising force, Molly took Jake down, and was grinning on top of him. "Hi there," she smiled, as she leaned down, her huge rack right above his head. Without warning, she plunged down, and for the second time that day, Jake's head was stuck between a women's boobs. Unlike the first time however, this girl was fighting him. Grabbing his head and keeping it trapped, she sat up, pulling him along. When she was all the way up, she began shaking her body left and right, causing her tits to smack Jake's face, back and forth. Not only was he smothered, but now he was being slapped around! Jake finally managed to pull out of it, but only achieved falling backwards. She was still on top of him. Noticing this, she grinned evilly. Turning around, so that her back was facing him, Molly put her feet under his arms and then his head, and leaned forward, making her legs pull his face into her rear. She layer on her stomach, and lurched her legs, and Jake's face, back, bringing his face right into her ass. Using all of her leg muscles, Molly pulled Jake's entire head in between her cheeks, her butt was that massive.

"MMPH!" he yelled, trying to get out. It smelled like she hadn't wiped her ass since birth, and it was about to get worse. Pushing for a second, Molly released a huge fart into Jake's face. "PPPPPRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTT!" Grinning wickedly, she pulled Jake's face even more into her bottom, forcing him to smell her gas completely. "Whew," she said, "That was pretty bad, huh? I almost feel sorry for you, having to smell all of that up so close. How's it feel? Knowing that you're a slave to my gas? I have you there to absorb my farts for me and there's nothing you can do but breathe them in!" As she said this, she farted again. "Pbbbttt!"

As Jake choked on her ass fumes, Molly tried pulling him in further, but he was completely wedged in, his head totally enveloped by her cheeks. "Hmmm.... I wonder," Molly mused aloud. She smiled with an evil glint in her eyes, and stood up, before laughing hysterically. Jake's head was caught between her ass cheeks, even when she stood up. She walked around, forcefully pulling him along with her. "Mmph! MMMMM!" Jake yelled fearfully. He could barely breathe, and was trying to pull himself out, pushing on Molly's legs, but couldn't. He was totally stuck! Molly had tears in her eyes from laughing so hard, and the audience members were cracking up as well. It was quite a show.

"Well, I think he lost," Molly laughed to the officials, "You don't mind if I take him to my room to play with, do you?" The officials nodded to her, grins on their faces. "Yay!" she giggled, walking to her room with Jake's head still between her cheeks...

A few hours later...

Still stuck between Molly's ass cheeks, Jake was beginning to wonder if he would ever get out. So far he had been subjected to her leading him to her room, which was in the warehouse, her sitting down on a couch on top of him, while eating a large plate of Mexican food, gassing him the whole time. He started counting the times he was farted on, but lost count after about 15. He was having trouble concentrating with not much to breathe but farts. "BBRRRRTTTTT!" Molly blew another fart into Jake's face. "God, I'm surprised you're still alive down there," she teased, "those are pretty bad up here, and that's after your face absorbed most of the smell. You're taking them point blank, right from the source. It's not like I'm trying to fart on you purposely, I just love having your face in my ass, and I'm certainly not going to hold anything back on you. Most of us here are naturally really gassy. There's other girls here who can control their farts, and love gassing the fuck out of guys. I know this girl, Sarah, who can do that. She's... Big. She loves shrinking guys, keeping them in a special thong with a pouch to keep them in, and she won't stop farting, ever. And they smell horrible, not to mention how tight her thong is. She's killed a few guys like that, I think. She fights in the arena a lot. Never lost.

Suddenly, Molly got a call on her transceiver. After speaking for a few minutes, she hung up, grinning wildly. "It's time for your next match," she giggled, "Remember that girl I was just talking about? Guess who your opponent is!"