As nervous as he was in the air, Jack was curious to know what flight path it was he was taking. That is, he wanted to know where it was he would be landing. He opened his eyes slowly, but was met with fierce wind which teared his eyes up to the point of blurry vision. Repeatedly wiping his eyes, Jack gradually gained more of an understanding of his surroundings, but couldn't quite make it out where he was going. There wasn't much more time to figure it out either, as the little guy would soon be arriving at his final destination. Despite his blurry vision, Jack could make out something in front of him that would clearly be his landing zone. A great portion of whatever it was that lay in front of him was beige, while smaller portions above and to the side were more peach-tinted. Jack closed his eyes. He worked his brain trying to interpret what the figure was before he landed, but was unsuccessful.
*SQUISH*
Jack landed and bounced upwards, keeping his eyes shut. All things considered, Jack couldn't have asked for much better of a landing. He was uninjured, somewhat balanced, and, he thought, safe. Unfortunately, he was far from being safe. Jack waited a moment to open his eyes, and it was this caution that ended up costing him the opportunity to be safe. Jack began slipping, and, confused, finally opened his eyes. In front of him was an awfully large Adam's apple. Jack looked behind him, where he was sliding, to find a very welcoming and quite expansive bosom. Jack looked back and up to find the head of a student, belonging to a blonde girl. He couldn't distinguish many other features other than that as he became preoccupied with his accelerating slide speed. Jack began panicking, looking for any way to stop himself from sliding down any further, but the girl's skin was too smooth. In lieu of grabbing, Jack tried pounding her skin with his fists to get her attention, but though this gave the girl an itching sensation on her chest, she was too immersed in her phone to care. With nowhere else to go and no other methods to try and save himself, Jack slid helplessly in between the student's mammoth white boobs.
*ZOOP*
From once being all the way at the student's sternum to having disappeared entirely from the outside world, Jack was Houdini. Unlike Houdini, however, Jack had no way of escaping his newfound location. It was dark, warm, and very tight. He could feel the slow pounding of the girl's heart as part of his body was pressed against her chest. Everything else of his was sandwiched against either of the unaware student's boobs. Jack sorely squirmed, making very little movement and giving off an almost unnoticeable sensation within the student's bosom. Time passed. Nothing changed. Jack sighed and resigned his attempts at getting out. The only thing, or rather person, that could get him out of his current predicament was the girl. And she was absolutely clueless to the little man struggling to free himself in her cleavage.
What happens next for Jack?
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