Carol was all you could see at the point; a 5'6",tanned, brown eyed beauty . She wore a tight undersized grey tank top, her breasts like oceans waiting to spill forth. The mesmerizing sight of those beauties swaying and bouncing with each step was just too much to look away from! Your erection stood tall and proud, your mind momentarily distracted from the imminant danger at hand. Only when her hand reached past you did you remember why you were getting such a beautiful sight; YOU'RE STILL IN HER SANDWHICH!
"CAROL!! DOWN HERE!" you scream and try to get the ketchup from your arms and legs to move. The thick tomatoe paste must have weighed 20-30 lbs, weight added to you and causing you to slowly make your way towards the side of the sandwhich. A dark shadow casted itself from above before your world came crashing to a halt. You could hear everything from the ketchup squishing into the cracks of the sandwhich to the crushing of the lettuce and cuccumber slices. The small amount of crawling space became even more confined as Carol's fingers dug into the sandwhiches sides, lifting the sandwhich up to her waiting pale lips. Your squirming had to quicken if you were ever going to make it to any of the sides of the sandwhich! Shoving at the sliced vegetables and crawling through globs of condiments seemed to have paid off! You can see the kitchen light not even three feet infront of you! With a rather soft SQUELCH, your head popped free of the monsterous bread slices and out into the open.
Strange...where was Carol? The table below and the counters were all insight but..
CRUNCH
The sandwhich quaked around you; you were in the back of the sandwhich! Carol moans happily somewhere behind you, obviously enjoying the various flavors of your prison. You have to escape! With new found fight, you began to squirm with all your might and free one of your arms.
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