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Chapter #5
Morning Run
by: Unknown
Imprisoned in the suffocating embrace of Stacey's fleshy asscheeks, Alex's panic was beginning to flare. She couldn't imagine what had happened to increase the pressure of her confines so dramatically, but she was completely sealed in now.
With a Herculean effort much like a push-up, she was able to create a small pocket of musky air and take a gasping breath, but her arms quickly gave out. She screamed with all her might as her prison bounced steadily, her face flattened against the slickened surface of Stacey's crack. Her roommate felt little more than a vague tickle as she jogged down the front steps on onto the sidewalk...
"Alright, a quick three miles up and around Wheeler Street should get me back in time to shower before class..." Stacey took a moment to adjust her pillowy chest in her sports bra, then set off at a steady pace.
Alex, meanwhile, was already beginning to see stars. Her lungs ached desperately for air, and she would've struggled more if her limbs had any strength left in them. Her tears mixed with the pooling sweat in Stacey's crack... Is this how I die...?
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