(This chapter was contributed by an Anonymous writer)
As you get acclimated to the ground below your feet, you realize that it's not completely flat, curving outwards. And although it is firm, the ground is inconsistent enough for you to slightly bounce on. Judging by the loudness of Mary's voice, you can surmise that you're near her mouth. At first you speculate that you are on her nose, but after looking off into the distance, you can see that there's a similar landmass not to far from you. The landmass is separated by a small canyon which looks like a crack. That's when it hits you. You are nowhere near her nose.
"ENJOYING MY BREASTS, LITTLE GUY?" You hear Mary call out.
Immediately, you felt the ground underneath you shake and give way as Mary gropes her ginormous pair of mamaries inside her hand. You rocked back and forth as the supple earth underneath you seemingly gave way.
"HEHE...IT MUST BE LIKE AN EARTHQUAKE FOR YOU!" Mary taunted.
You got down on the ground and proceeded to grip tightly onto Mary's chest, clinging on it as if your life depending it on it as Mary continued toss her flesh balloons up and down unmercifully. The world around you continued to spin. A small feeling of nausea slowly built up within you as the flesh carousel continued.
"I FEEL YOUR TINY HANDS HANGING ON TO ME!" Mary taunted. "THAT'S HOW SMALL YOU ARE! EVEN WHEN YOU USE BOTH YOUR HANDS...YOU CAN STILL BARELY HOLD ON...TO MY BOOBS! HOW EMBARRASSING."
As your subjugation to Mary's verbal humiliation continues, you begin to note a rising amount of confidence in the blonde's voice. Her true dominant nature was slowly coming out and you had no idea what she would do once she was fully comfortable with your small stature. Whatever she had planned, you knew that it couldn't be good for you.
Mary increased the tempo of her juggling, even going as far as to rub vigorously underneath her breasts, simulating the earthquake feel even more. The room around you began to rock more violently. Your vision became jarred and you weren't even sure if you could maintain a solid grip on your friend's chest. All of this was happening while Mary simply laughed at your predicament. The feeling inside your stomach was growing more and more as the event progressed. You were dizzy and on the verge of redistributing your lunch on to Mary's god-like breasts. It took every ounce of your willpower to keep yourself from hurling, but Mary's relentlessly assault on her breasts and continued and you knew it wouldn't be much longer before the inevitable came.
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