Thinking about what she and her little toy could do next got a devilish idea. "Ok little man let's see how much of a freak you actually are," with that statement she stripped of her shirt to reveal her red sports bra. She grabbed up her tiny brother but instead and placing him between her admittedly small breasts she stuck him directly in her left armpit. The smell hit him like a truck, all the athletic activities and Lynn's admittedly poor hygiene made for a stomach churning smell. Lincoln tried to voice his protest but that only let in a mouth full of sweet, the salty liquid coated the tiny boys mouth so the only thing he could taste was her armpit sweet. "Oh my God you are a freak," she laughed out as she felt lincolns boner against her giant hand. "Well if you like it so much dont let me stop you from getting more involved," she said as she pressed the little boy into the skin of her armpit and then she put her arm down trapping him in place. Lynn pressed her arm down squishing Lincoln and soaking him completely in her sweet, but before she could remove him the door swung open and lori walked in.
Panicking lynn crossed her arms to make sure her passenger wouldn't fall out infront of lori. As the two sister talked about Lynn's game that afternoon Lincoln was being pressed by Lynn's smelly flesh. He tried to struggle bit her muscled arm pinned him down fast and deep inside himself he loved every minute of it but he would never tell lynn that. Before long the two sister had hashed out that lori would drive lynn to her game at twelve and with that she left closing Lynn's door as she did.
Now alone again lynn lifted her arm to reveal Lincoln stuck fast to her moist flesh, "well you must love it judging by that stiffy in your pants. She said as she peeled the tiny boy off her pit. "Lynn your puts really need a washing," he said once he caught his breath. In response lynn scouled and said, "well if there so smelly you can stay there for a while." With that she raised her right arm this time and stuck Lincoln in her bra strap with inky his head picking out. "Hey I didn't mean it that," he was cut off as the tomboy dropped her arm leaving the tiny boy to his stinky prison until she felt like letting him out. Before long lynn checked the clock to realize it was almost twelve already, in a panic she raced around the room gathering what she needed for her gane. She forgot about her tiny passenger for the most part as she went about preparing.
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