You try to gently pry the hairs off, but more keep springing up to trap you. You wiggle and shake, but to no avail! It's almost as if the hairs themselves are alive. Down below the breathing catches, and then let's out a quiet moan. That... is definitely female.
The more you struggle the more hairs cocoon you. You finally stop when it's clear you aren't going to accomplish anything. Maybe the girl-creature will find you later after she wakes up and we can both have a good laugh about this? More likely she'll eat you or squish you for invading her personal space. Well if you can't beat them...
You did notice something odd though. Her breath always quickened whenever you struggled and thrashed to and fro and quieted once you ceased.
You don't think... no that's crazy!
Crazy it might be, but you're pretty sure you already weren't playing with a full deck when you pried your way into here. You quickly thrust your arms through the chrysalis and rapidly begin stroking the hairs surrounding you, not letting up. She squeaks, her voice goes up another octave between panting breaths. Like a spring the hairs wind tighter, tighter, tighter until finally, she moans long, low and deep. They immediately go limp and release their hold, dropping you back onto the cloth canvas
You can't help but feel dirty like you crossed a line, but you really had no choice. Hopefully, she'll feel merciful towards you when she awakens. You haul yourself up and continue your crawl forward to the face, which isn't that long a trek. After her... hairgasm... the girl-creature was completely relaxed, tongue lolling out and breathing deeply.
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