This choice: Skip To Nick Being Released • Go Back...Chapter #5Skip To Nick Being Released by: btal   At first alarmed, you do everything you can to struggle against the walls of Angela's womb; they distend ever so slightly at your efforts, but push you back elastically. Soon, you're completely sapped of energy. "Oooh, I think I felt a kick! Do that more, sweetie, it feels wonderful!" Angela giggles from above.
Completely tapped, you relax a bit and catch your breath. Wait! You can breathe!?! You're immersed in the fluids inside of her, yet you can breathe just fine. As you settle, you are lulled by your surroundings...the oppressive heat, the softness of the world around you, the steady heartbeat...NO! You struggle to maintain your urgency...but your eyelids start shutting and as your world rocks and sways, you drift off to sleep for hours...
Suddenly the entire world compresses, squeezing the life out of you! You're shoved out of your home, violently squeezed through her birth canal. You hear her scream, as if in agony, as your head bursts out of her; your entire body unceremoniously plops onto the floor, but she's still screaming. You look behind you and see her furiously masturbating. She wasn't in agony, she's in orgasm!
One final shriek and an inhuman amount of fluid gushes out of her all over the floor; it is then you realize you're in the bathroom. Figures...easier to clean up. She knew exactly what was going to happen. You snap out of your awe at the scene behind you, scramble to your feet, and claw at the doorknob. It won't turn.
Between gasping breathes, Angela lets out a weak chuckle. "Don't even try, baby. You're mine."
You slump face-first against the door, realizing not only the hopelessness of your situation, but also how truly exhausted you are. After all, you were just birthed. The impossibility of that thought doesn't even occur to you.
You turn your head and see this naked woman, belly and breasts hanging forward and looming over you; her face is beet-red from the exertion. She's dripping with sweat and vaginal fluids. Her hair is matted down. You look down at yourself; from head to toe you're completely slick with her fluids. Your entire body reeks of her scent. The gravity of her statement, "You're mine." sinks in.
You're cornered and powerless to stop her; she places her hands on your shoulders, and drops her fat belly on your face. Your home for the past few hours is mere inches from you as she slides down. As her belly button slides along your face, you feel like that alone could devour you, but she continues. When your face is smothered between her breasts, she holds it there, giggling when you start to struggle. She continues down until she's sitting on your crotch, looking at you face to face. She eyes you with a grin that seems like a combination of someone aroused and looking at an enticing meal. Without warning, she dives in and envelops your entire mouth in the deepest kiss you've ever received. Her lips and tongue are all over you. Her tongue seems to reach all the way back to your throat, nearly gagging you. Her lips and tongue caress every inch of your face. She straddles you, her entire bulk crushing you painfully into the cold, tile floor. Your entire world is reduced to the inside of her mouth as she slurps every bit of her essence off of your face and head. It almost feels like she's taking your entire head into her mouth.
She moans...and you realize she HAS taken your entire head into her mouth!!! It seems impossible, but you realize you can't move your head at all as her tongue slurps up your entire face while her upper lips and teeth caress the back of your head. Her moan echoes through your brain as if her ecstacy is literally devouring you. Her tongue seems to impossibly circle your entire head, probing it; it is surprisingly strong and muscular, violently passing its bulk over every contour. She sucks hard and the inside of her mouth squeezes around you; your ears pop and you feel as if the air is being sucked straight out of your lungs. You try to fight back, but she is far too strong.
She lets up, and your head pulls out of her mouth with an audible pop. For a moment, you feel as if you might have gone deaf. Now your entire head is coated not in vaginal secretions, but saliva, and Angela is sitting on your chest, eyeing you hungrily.
"Oh baby, I want you inside me again. I think I know where you're going next..." | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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