This choice: Near the front -- Under her chest • Go Back...Chapter #5Meeting Leaf by: Unknown Original chapter by Ninten (https://www.writing.com/main/portfolio/v...)
The giantess loomed over you, her massive shadow completely engulfing your puny form. And without any warning, the looming girl's body came down, and you were immediately pressed into the sleeping bag by an incredibly soft, yet heavy object.
If you were to guess, you were being held down by this girl's bare breast. Sleeping with a bra on could be uncomfortable you supposed.
As the girl settled in, her chest moved along the bottom of the sleeping bag, dragging you underneath the heaving mass of flesh. Despite looking so young, she was rather well developed. After settling in, it went completely silent.
You just laid there taking in your surroundings (or lack thereof) for a minute or two. You were certainly in a sticky situation now...
A thin layer of sweat was beginning to accumulate between the girl's breasts where you presumed it to be even more hot and stuffy than it was where you were being held. Soon beads of sweat began to slowly dribble down to your confined prison.
As enjoyable as this was, this was getting to be too much. You began to flail around senselessly, trying to move the impenetrable walls of tit flesh that surrounded you. It was no use, you were only tiring yourself out, now being covered in the girl's sweat and your own.
"....!"
You suddenly felt a jolt to the fleshy prison around you and you immediately were lifted up out of the sleeping bag, still sticking to the sweaty underboob, as if you weren't humiliated enough already. The cool night air felt good after being stuck in such a steamy place.
Two giant fingers came from below you and plucked you off the bare breast. They lifted you up to the girl's giant face. You figured she'd look angry or freaked out or....something, but no. Besides a slight surprised look in her eyes, her face was completely emotionless. All she did was stare at you, like she was trying to figure out what to do first in this kind of situation. Her free arm covered up what little it could of her breasts.
"....."
The girl continued to stare daggers into you. There was a moment of awkwardness between the two of you as you both waited for the other one to speak.
You figured she might just be bad with words, so you decide to introduce yourself, and explain how you ended up plastered to her boob. You were lucky that she stayed silent so that you could explain yourself fully.
"...."
Even after all that, still nothing? Did she believe your words? Could she even hear you for that matter? No, she must have. You were incredibly tiny compared to her, but you weren't that small, right?
"Umm so if you could maybe help me out, at least for tonight, I could really use a place to rest so I can figure out where I am and how I got like this tomorrow." you say, slightly confused at this whole situation.
"...."
The girl offered a small sigh of relief, completely inaudible to normal sized ears. Her eyes, while vacant, didn't appear to harbor any malice, so it seemed you were safe. The thumb and index finger you were being held by released you, and you fell to the girl's awaiting palm below. Her hand was so soft and warm, just like her....
You looked to the ground even further down below, a fall from even this height would do irreversible damage to you. You definitely needed her. There was what appeared to be a Trainer ID lying next to a few Pokéballs, with the name "Leaf" on it.
This was probably the girl's name.
"It's nice to meet you, Leaf", you smile up to her.
She gives a slight smile in return and proceeds to head back to bed. Maybe you'll finally get some words out of her in the morning... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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