I was twirling and spinning in the air until I landed into some sort of pink fabric. "Something doesn't seem right..." I took more time, looking around of what I was standing on.
"Hmm... its pink. It's in Mella's room. And it also has an identical gap beside it. Hmm... OMG! It's a bra!" I was shocked when I found out I was standing on my sister's bra. It was not too big nor too small. I spent my time trying to escape the bra. I tried climbing out, but I kept slipping back into the middle. I then heard a familiar yawn. I quickly look up at Mella's bed. She was waking up! Now I really needed to get out before I risk the chance of being inside Mella's bra today. I repeatedly continued to climb, jump, and even claw my way out. But alas, there was no hope. I looked up to my sister again, seeing that she was unchanging.
"Oh my god, my eyes!" I bear to watch my sister unchange. While not watching my sister, my captivating prison was being lifted. "Huh? Oh-NO! I need more time!" I tried to stand, and wave & call out to my sister. "Mella! Look down here! Please!" But each rising caused me to fall. I was now staring at the nipple I was about to crash into.
I was face-planted directly onto her nipple. I couldn't move a muscle. "This must be a very, and I mean VERY, tight bra."
This was true. I had not even the tiniest movement spot. I tried to hear my sister.
"THIS BRA DOESN'T SEEM RIGHT. I'LL JUST ADJUST IT." Moments later, I can feel the hand of my sister, adjusting her bra. She kept shifting her boobs up & down, not long until I slide under her boob, then she stops. "AHH. THAT FEELS BETTER. WELL FOR NOW ANYWAYS. I THINK I'M GOING TO WATCH A LITTLE TV."
As Mella was walking to the living room, I were being plastered constantly by her massive boob, while watching the carpet floor pass by. As carpet changed to hard wood, I figured she must be at the living room. I kept watching the outside world, until my eyes were on the sofa. "UH-OH. I think she's going to lay on her stomach, which means more pain for me. Mella, here me out! Please feel me!"
There was no hope for me. I just laid my eyed onto the upcoming sofa seat. I was now a sandwich. A boob plastering me on one side, and an inanimate sofa seat on the other. I couldn't withstand the pressure against me. This was going on for at least 2 hours. "Ah. I must have missed school already. Mom will be pissed if she finds me. Mella too if she finds me here!"
Mella finally stood up. She started talking to mom. "HEY MELLA, HAVE YOU'VE SEEN MIKEY?"
"NOPE. HEY ISN'T HE SUPPOSE TO GO TO HIS FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL?"
"YES. BUT HE DIDN'T SHOW UP AFTER I'VE TOLD HIM TO WAKE YOU UP."
"OH. I'M SORRY, MOM."
"OH, IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT DEAR. ONCE I FIND HIM, HE'LL BE IN SERIOUS TROUBLE."
"OK, WELL HOPE YOU FIND HIM. NOW I'M OFF. SEE YA."
"WHERE YOU GOING, MELLA?"
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