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Chapter #7
Harrowing Journey Through the Valley
by: Unknown
You continue to put your hands and feet into the tiny holes in the fabric of under your mom's shirt and climb up. Her huge mountainous boobs appear to get closer and closer with each climb. You were right by her stomach, a smooth, fleshy wall that radiated a vast heat and continously rose and fell with each of your mom's breaths. Looking up, your destination which was your mom's valley-like cleavage was several hundred meters in the air. Your arms still ached but you had to continue forward or you'd just stay stuck inside your mom's shirt until you lose grip or she lays down on her stomach and crushes you later.
You continue at a slightly faster pace and soon you are right below her massive boobs. An even warmer heat radiated from her boobs and they seemed to literally look like they would fall and collapse on you as your mom breathed and then they'd rise right before they would seem like they would crash into your head. It scared you very much at first but when you realized it was just her breathing you watched in light arousement at the pattern. After about five minutes you realized your hands were losing grip once again and you started climbing. You had to shift your position to the side a little bit that way you'd be able to climb right in the valley between her boobs instead of attempting to climb right in front of one of her boobs and be crushed like a flea between her shirt and her bra-clad boob. Climbing up you look around as you are surrounded by her two massive boobs. The shirt you climbed up inside of protruded because of their size and force. You could see her boobs jiggle at the slightest movement. Her bra could barely cover the collasal organic structures as they seemed to be well over a hundred meters vertically and horizontally each.
You continued to climb before finally making it close to her collar. You scoot your body to the side over and over until you're right by one of her massive boobs and then you kick my feet off of the cloth wall of your mom's shirt and move them right on to the top of her mom's boob. Once you gain balance and foothold, you let go of her shirt and flail your arm's in the air as you lose balance for a second before regaining it. You look down between her boobs as you know that if you fall it would be a long drop into the darkness of under her shirt. You walk up the incline of your mom's boob and you are out of her shirt and in the open light. Above you can only see your mom's chin and the bottom of her face as she eats her breakfast, several miles across the table, your sister, Shannon sits and also is eating while talking to your giant mother and also you see your older sister, Annie has joined for breakfast and the conversation.
Several strand's of your mom's hair is next to you now. They are a shiny black color and the width of broom sticks! You could easily climb up them and above you see your mom's ear protruding out of her hair. That could be a way to get her attention.
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