Somthing similar happend to me...
...but without the terrifying apsects.

I was riding on London's fabulous Tubular System, in a pretty full carriage when I slowly became away that the buttocks of the woman in front were pressed into me, and moving around more than the conditions necessitated.

I moved back a little, the buttocks followed, I moved some more, the buttocks came with me. This continued until I was pushed up against the door.

What I should of done is tapped the woman on her shoulder and said in a clear voice – “Excuse me, could you stop rubbing yourself on my cock” But I didn’t. I think it was British thing of not wanting 20 people staring at you.
( Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Mon 4 Feb 2008, 14:41, Reply)