The Perils of Riding the Bus as a Shorty
 
 
Late, Friday Night. It's a holiday weekend, and everyone's out having a good time.
 
 
With my head fuzzy from my own festivities, I climb onto the bus, swipe my pass, and proceed to the back. The bus is largely deserted except for a handful of people near the front, so I head for the back. I just want to relax and listen to my music on my way home, so I plop down in the center of the back row of seats. The lights at the back are either disabled or broken, as the back third of the bus was lost in darkness. This was totally fine with me, as the dark would make it easier for me to snooze as I waited to reach my destination. I fish my phone out of my pocket to change my music to something a bit more sleep-friendly than the rock I usually listen to, return it, and lower my head and close my eyes. The gentle swaying of the bus easily lulls me into a calm state, though I can’t quite fall asleep sitting up. Lost in my head, I barely notice the bus making a stop to let a new passenger on.
 
 
I half-open one eye to check which stop we are at. “Only halfway there, still a while before I’m home.” I think sleepily, unconcerned, before returning to my snooze. As I do this, a rather-large woman stepped onto the bus, quite visibly intoxicated.
 
 
She was quite a sight: long red hair loose around her shoulders, a more-than-ample set of TNA, wearing high heels and a orange tube dress that barely managed to reach the distance from the top of her tits to the bottom of her ass. As a result, both her cleavage and the bottom of her ass cheeks were easily visible. For many women, wandering around this late dressed like that might have been quite dangerous, but not for her. Standing at well over 6 ft tall in her heels, the woman would have been quite a handful for any hooligans foolish enough to try and take advantage of her.
 
 
She must have had an entire keg to herself, because as she stumbled on to the bus, she missed attempting to swipe her pass 3 times before finally hitting her mark. “Better here than behind the wheel.” the bus driver thought, shaking his head.
 
 
With my headphones playing in my ears and my eyes closed as I dozed, I was unaware of all of this, and that she was headed towards me. I’m a pretty short guy at just under 5 ft, so slumped over in my seat, half-asleep, in the dark of the back of the bus, it was probably pretty hard to see me. Reaching the back of the bus, she turned around in front of me, brushing against my leg. I look up to see what touched me to see 3 things:
 
1. This very large woman was standing (tottering, really) directly in front of me.
2. Whether she had lost them in her escapades, or had never had them to begin with, she was wearing no underwear beneath the dress that was at least 2 sizes too small for her.
3. She had not seen me, and was sitting down.
 
 
All of this information assaulted my own inebriated mind in the moment I had before this woman came down on top of me. Looking up at her, her huge ass came down directly on my head, shoving my face right in between her cheeks. With the force of her dropping her weight into the seat, and her muscles well relaxed from her drunken state, my head was forced through her asshole. I could feel the ring of muscle slide over my face, around the back of my head, and down my neck. She may have been relaxed, but it was still a tight fight, and I could tell from the awful smell that she had likely had quite a bit of greasy food along with her drinks. The walls of her colon were slick and pressed against me from every direction. Her momentum didn’t stop when she hit my shoulders, only slowing down for a split second as they were forced together by her ass cheeks and slid inside. With no other obstacles, she easily continued until landing on the seat. At this point, she was sitting in the seat, and so was I. My ass was still sitting in the seat below her, with everything above the waist stuck up her shitter. Nobody on the bus noticed that I had completely disappeared, with her thick legs completely hiding my own.
 
 
“Hmm… that feels nice…” I could hear her mumble to herself. It was an odd thing to hear, as despite the constant sound of squelching, gurgling, and the sound of her heartbeat, I could easily hear her voice all around me. I attempted to struggle, but was completely restrained. My upper half was being forced into an odd angle due to the first few bends in her intestines, and my arms were pinned to my side. Failing that, I tried to scream for her to get off of me, only to have the walls of her guts press into my mouth as I opened it, muffling any sounds I got out and forcing a wretched taste into my mouth. I was completely trapped, though I continued to wriggle around beneath her, squirming within her and beneath her ass and thighs.
 
 
Not only did this not accomplish getting her to notice my predicament, it only made it worse. She seemed to be barely conscious, doing much the same as I had been doing. In her sleepy, drunken state, she only barely registered that after she got on the bus, something made her feel really nice around her butt. She fell into a light sleep, and must have had a sexy dream to match how she felt. As I wriggled, this only intensified the feeling for her, and she unconsciously started shifting about in her seat, grinding herself into me. As she’s doing this, I can feel myself starting to slip in deeper.
 
 
Suddenly, the bus stopped, and the abrupt movement woke my captor. Seeing that this was her stop, she stood up from her seat, her asshole slipping over the rest of my butt and leaving just my legs poking out as she walked off the bus.
 
 
 “Phew, I think I must have really over done it tonight” she mumbled. “I feel bloated, but it also feels really good. I can’t even remember everything I had at the party. It would have been a perfect night if I could have found a guy to bring home with me...” She said with a sigh, slowly waddling towards her apartment. All the while unaware that my legs were still hanging out from behind her like a set of flailing tails. Unfortunately for me, the motion of her stride had the effect of helping her to slowly pull me in a bit further, as my thighs were slowly drawn in by the rhythm of her bouncing butt. By the time she reached her door, her pucker had reached my knees.
 
 
Entering her apartment, she walked straight to her bedroom. “Ugh, I’m really tired, but I still feel kinda frisky…” she said with a glint in her eye, thinking about her fantasy from her trip on the bus. She pulled her dress off over her head, and removed the tiny bra that had been uselessly hiding under the equally undersized dress. Discarding her clothing into a hamper, she reached into her underwear drawer. Unfortunately for me, she was not reaching for new panties, as then she would have discovered my legs sticking out beneath her. Instead, she was retrieving her dildo, which she took over to her bed before sitting down hard. This shoved the remaining bit of my legs inside, leaving only my feet outside of her innards. Laying back, she began to toy herself with the dildo.
 
 
As she pleasured herself, I was still hopelessly stuck in her sweltering depths. The smell had only gotten worse as I was shoved further and further in, and I was completely soaked in stinking fluids. The one saving grace was that I had been lucky enough not to encounter any other solid masses, as I think she had likely evacuated the cause of the terrible smell shortly before shoving me inside to replace it. I could feel her begin to squirm as she pleasured herself more, and her little squeaks evolved into moans. Her body clenched around me in a sort of rhythm, as she pumped her toy in and out of her pussy. Completely oblivious to my plight, she was on Cloud 9, playing with her tits with one hand, dildoing her pussy with the other, and never questioning what the source of the pleasant feeling in her asshole was. Finally, she gave one last clench, far stronger than the rest, as she came with a scream of elation. The force of this clench pulled my feet in, leaving my shoes to fall on to the floor.
 
 
With a POP I was completely sealed inside this large, rather beautiful stranger's gigantic ass. From the outside, her belly was considerably larger now than it had been, but not more so than when one stuffs themselves silly at a buffet. A large, full belly, with slightly visible outlines where some of my form slightly poked out. After her night out, lots of tasty drinks and food (more than she even knew), and having given herself one of the best orgasms she ever had, the woman passed out on the spot, laying on her back on the bed in the bedroom of her apartment, with nobody but me having any clue that she wasn’t alone, or that the guy at the back of the bus had never gotten off himself.
 
 
As the woman began to lightly snore, I could feel the rhythm of her breathing, and the beat of her heart. I almost felt relaxed, held inside her listening to the soothing sounds of her sleep. Maybe this wasn’t so bad, she would assuredly just let me out in the morning. I could have drifted off myself in that moment…
 
 
GRRRRGLRGL
 
 
I snapped back to full consciousness as my entire body jerked.I hadn’t noticed before due to the constant rhythm of breathing, clenching, and squelching, but I was not stationary. I could no longer feel her rectum near my feet, and my slow sliding deeper into her ass had just accelerated with the loud growling of her stomach. I began to struggle as wildly as I can, knowing full well where I was headed, but this only served to help loosen the space around me just enough to be more easily squished in the direction her body wanted me to. Slowly but surely, I was being squished through her intestines, uncomfortably bending into all sorts of peculiar shapes as I followed the tract. Sleepily enjoying the feelings in her belly, the woman rolled over onto her side, hugging her belly contentedly.
Soon enough, my head was pressed through a tight hole, and I found myself in a more open space. The rest of me soon followed, and I was forced into a ball within the muscular sack. I had reached the stomach, and it was already ready for me. The walls stinged lightly, but it didn’t hurt as badly as I would have expected. I began to feel tingly all over, and I could feel my shirt and pants dissolving away. Around me, I could barely hear her heartbeat or breathing anymore over the roaring gurgles of her stomach. My consciousness became hazy, and I started losing awareness of my body. I couldn’t feel my individual limbs anymore, I felt more like I had become a ball, like a cat fitting inside a small box. Unknowingly and with no ceremony, the woman flopped over onto her stomach, squishing me beneath her, and everything went black.
 
 
The next morning, she awoke with a yawn, getting up to go to the bathroom. As she brushed her teeth, she felt a sudden rumble in her butt, and let out a long, loud fart. “Oh my, what did I eat last night? It’s all just a blur.” She said as she lifted the toilet seat and sat down. She relieved herself, squeezing out what felt like a football, and flushing away the remains without ever looking back to see the scattered remains of her late night snack. Looking in the mirror, she notices that she has gained a significant amount of weight, with her bust, ass, and gut all being sizably larger than the previous day. “God damnit, how do I keep gaining so much weight so quickly like this?!” She said angrily, stomping out of the bathroom to go get dressed. As she returns to the bedroom, she unknowingly kicks the shoes that had been left next to her bed the previous night underneath. There, the shoes were left in a pile, with several other similarly forgotten pairs of shoes.