Lisa paused for a second, it sounded like a cell phone ringing, but she still had her cell phone in her hand. So where was the ringing coming from? Eventually she found the source: a vent in her kitchen. It was a small square heating vent down by the floor. She looked through the grate and saw that there was a cell phone in there. Who could have left their phone here? she thought, and how did it get in the vent? Curious, she took off the grate and reached in for it. Unfortunately it was a few feet beyond her reach. So she got down on the floor and pushed her head and shoulders in. Still out of reach. She pushed in a little further only to have her boobs push her back. She reached for the phone again but it was still too far. Her curiosity was overpowering her, she had to get that phone. So she pushed harder, and slowly her boobs squeezed into the hole. She stopped again when the widest part of her chest was entering the vent. It was so tight she could hardly breathe. She reached again and still couldn't get it. Just a few more inches. She exhaled and pushed forward. At first nothing happened, and then with a slight pop her boobs squeezed into the vent. She grabbed the phone. It looked ordinary enough, but she didn't recognize it as one of her friends. Suddenly...
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