>"Phew, what a long night!" you hear someone's voice call out as they enter the building. Knowing exactly what this means, you hop onto your bed excitedly, laying down face up.
>After changing out of her regular attire and into something more comfortable, Klara steps into your room. Without saying another word she hops onto your bed, moving on top of you, and carefully lowers herself down.
>You feel her soft bottom covering your face like a blanket at first, but that feeling is fleeting as Klara lowers the rest of her weight until she's sitting upright in bed, her bottom resting comfortably on your face.
>She makes sure that she's never smothering the entirety of your face under her cheeks - leaning back, with her long legs stretched out over the rest of your body, she gives your mouth just enough space to breathe underneath her plump thighs. Other than trying to remember that you need to breathe (which, to be honest, she sometimes forgets) she pays no attention to you as you lay underneath her
>Meanwhile, the only thing you can think about is the baffling amount of weight resting on your face. If it wasn't for the softness of your bed and the large amount of fat in Klara's bottom, your skull would likely crack from the pressure. As it stands now, however, there's just enough weight to feel completely smothered from the neck up without feeling much discomfort.
>As Klara sits on your face, her long, thick legs lay across your body. Her feet rest at your lap, practically framing the massive bulge that's formed in your pants. Occasionally, her feet rub up against your bulge whenever she repositions. Does she do this on purpose, you wonder? Or is it an accident? You may never know
>The two of you stay in this position for what seems like hours, as Klara plays on her phone.
