This choice: You can't resist, so you try to drink some of her sweat. • Go Back...Chapter #4One lick won't hurt, right? by: Unknown You tried as hard as possible to escape the cramped, smelly space. Your struggles didn't do a thing to free yourself from her pit. Her arm didn't move even a single millimeter. "Damn it!" You yell and pound on her arm. Then you look at the sweat. It covered her entire pit. This, of course, means you were covered in it as well. If you ever escaped her pit you probably will still smell it because it has rubbed off on you.
Tifa can't help but laugh at you. It was completely hilarious how this tiny man tries to get away from her even though it is impossible. And he was completely trapped in her armpit of all places. She had to admit, the feeling of such a tiny person like this was turning her on a bit. The power and pleasure she was feeling was amazing! "Oh, so you want out?" She asks you rhetorically. "Let see if this makes it any better!" She says and squishes you even tighter with her arm.
By doing this the sweat splashed against your face. It was pressed right into the disgusting flesh of her pit. At this point you could feel the sweat against your lips, and there was nothing you could do to get it off. That urge was coming back again. Now would be the perfect time. It can just slip right in and you can get a good taste... "No!" You think in your head. "I need to get out of here now!" That just wasn't happening. You can do nothing but wait.
A bit of time passed as you sat there. Your resistance has almost completely decayed. You still feel the coat of sweat your face was pressed into. "Just once... Just once to help keep myself strong and then no more!" You think as you finally gave into your temptation. You manage you open your mouth enough to stick your tongue out. Slowly, you gave her pit a little lick. The sweat coated your tongue. You then swallow it down, reluctantly. "Wow, that actually wasn't bad." You notice what is happening and try to stay focused. "No! The moment has passed. I need to stay strong!" You continued waiting it out.
...Or at least you tried. Even though you managed to get it open with enough effort, it was proving difficult to close it back up again.You panic because you know what will happen if you don't change that right now! It was already too late. Sweat began dripping into your mouth. You tried to resist as it poured over your tongue. You try to spit it out somehow, but that didn't work, not without control of your mouth. "Maybe... Maybe just go with it? I mean I've already been tortured the entire time here. I can handle some extra torture." So you decided to go with it as the sweat entered your mouth and eventually down your throat.
An amount of time you are uncertain of has passed, and you have submitted. You welcomed her sweat into your mouth and drank every drop. You furiously lick against her armpit to attempt to get more. You drank it like it was your life energy, like life was impossible without Tifa's sweat. Of course, you also became aroused by her delicious pit sweat. You were too late. You ended up developing a fetish for her sweat. You had failed.
After what seemed to be an eternity of pleasure, Tifa lifted her arm. Light once again took you into it's embrace. Tifa grabbed you and brought you up to her smiling face. "I know what you were doing in there, you nasty little boy." she says and chuckles. You became bright red and couldn't speak as embarrassment took over. Tifa's tone suddenly changes a bit sexy. "Did it taste good, cutie?" You want to deny it, but you end up slowly nodding. "Do you want more?" She asks. Again, all you can do is slowly nod. You want to say no. You want to run while you have the chance. You are not strong enough now. You are not strong enough to deny yourself your paradise! The thought of her sweaty body after a workout... Tasting every bit on her sexy body. Her gigantic boobs, her round ass, her feet. You nod faster, and have more confidence in your answer as your conscious shrinks while your perverted desires grow. "Good." She purrs. "And I know just where I can put you."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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