It was too hot, the extra weight pinning you was too much, the smell of sweat was making you woozy, these were the excuses running through your head the whole time Josie was settling in. Any one of them had a chance of getting you out of her cleavage, but no matter what you try, the words will just not come out of your mouth. It could have something to do with the fact that your mind is primarily focused on not getting hard. Every step that Josie takes makes the most supple and softest and downright sexiest skin, muscle, and fat you had ever felt jiggle and bounce up against you. It then hits you why you probably couldn’t ask her to pull you out, because all of those things you could say would be blatant lies that even you wouldn’t believe.
“You alright, Stevie? You’re kinda quiet.” Josie asks as she reached into the fridge for a cola. The rush of cold air from the fridge helps you just enough to get a mostly coherent response out of you, “Oh yeah! I uh, I’m fine, really.” Josie just nonchalantly acknowledges your answer just as she got her hands on her drink. As she makes her way to the couch, you take some long, and quiet breaths, doing everything that you can to keep any dangerous thoughts about your suddenly hot cousin out of your head.
It’s not just embarrassment that you want to avoid. More importantly, you remind yourself, you don’t want to do anything to make things completely awkward between the two of you. You’ve been looking forward to Josie’s visit for so long, and now that she’s here, you couldn’t be happier. She is hands down the coolest person you know, and easily your favorite family member, no offense to your mom of course. You guys have been thick and thieves ever since you were little, and back then, never were there any thoughts of big asses, shapely legs, and huge melons to make you see her as anything except your cool cousin. Sure, you know that Josie is just messing with you by keeping you between her boobs, it’s one of the things she does best, but it certainly doesn’t help while you try and calm yourself, all while she’s just drinking her soda without a care in the world.
“Ahhh…BUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRP!!!” THAT certainly doesn’t help either. From the moment her next gassy outburst comes from the other end, you once again feel like you are in the sexiest bouncy house in existence. Josie never belches small, which leaves her jugs to do a lot of rough shaking around you, clacking against your body like soft wrecking balls. Each time they slam into you, the fat ripples against you, giving you the shivers for all the wrong reasons. The fight to not stiffen up has become an all-out war as you are shook all about with the plump hooters. You barely even notice that your ears are ringing from being so close to her blaring mouth, and by the time it’s over, your wide-eyed self can only say one thing, “…Nice one.”
“Thank ya kindly.” Josie chuckles, still smiling away without a clue with what is going on in your head, just the way you want it to stay. As she flips on the TV, you hope that will help in keeping things relaxed while you continue to think of a way to get free from your cousin’s sexy boobies. Alas, when a certain awesome show pops onto the screen, you know you are in trouble once again.
“Something wrong?”
“No, I just thought you meant Pearl.”
“What?! I’m not letting Pearl see this! Amethysts room is full of junk. She knows how to handle a mess.”
“I don’t know about this.”
“Hey man, it’s cool. I’ve seen your junk before.”
Right on que, Josie bursts into laughter, just like anyone who hears that line does. Alas, you are not laughing, for once again, you bite your lip to keep from making any kind of noise. “She’s your COUSIN!” you shout that in your head again and again, but all of your concentration unfortunately makes you unintentionally push your arms into the abundant breast fat. You nearly bite your lower lip off once you realize what you’ve down, especially when the orbs, along with your cousin, refuse to settle down for what feels like an eternity. Once it finally stops, you don’t know who to blame more; your own lonely mind or your cousin for developing so well. What she says next almost makes you pass out, “Say cousin, I bet your room looks pretty well kept, what with you be so small and all, but trust me, if ya’ll saw my room, now that would be quite a sight….How about Stevie? You wanna see my junk?”
“Josie, please let me down.” You manage to say. Even if she wasn’t smirking at you, you just cannot take any more of this. However, just when you believe that you could be out of the woods, you find that there is a silence between the two of you. It’s only for about a second or two, but when you feel Josie pulling you from your confinement, you don’t see quite the same pep on your cousin’s face anymore. Before you can say anything, she speaks first, “Sorry, I uh…I should probably get changed. Maybe throw on my sweats or something.” With that, she heads off to her room, and just a few seconds later, so do you.
“Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!” you cannot say that enough to yourself. Of all the ways you could have handled that, after not seeing your cousin in so long, to suddenly say that you didn’t want to be that close to her, well, you can’t help but blame yourself. No matter what the reason, no matter what the thoughts, all you want to do is apologize to Josie, and hope that your tiny legs catch up to her in time.
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