A couple of giant fingers fiddle through the contents of the bag while the woman outside just spots the wrapper of your sweet ball-w/o-chain. You try your best to get off the lollipop, trying to push away from the fruity flavored surface, but the only thing you manage is getting your whole body but your head stuck to it.
*THUMP* *CRASH* *THUMP* While clearing her purse to actually get her sweet reward, she pushed away paths of assorted stuff like loose change, a glasses case, and a variety of make-up.
After initially failing to find her candy, the giant woman started to shake the bag. You were bumped around everywhere, somehow failing to loosen yourself from the ball (though you got a mild concussion), as you hit her various items while she registered everywhere for the missing treat.
The rumble stops after a few moments, with you trapped between the lollipop and a leathery surface. The hard candy it's exerting some pressure on you, though not enough to be painful, with your arms spread around it you might as well be hugging a sticky red disco ball, though bigger and horrible for different reasons.
-"There."- sounds the voice of your sweet-starved patient. For the sake of you she better have other sweets in her attention or refer to something completely different, though that doesn't seem to be the case. The weight on your body became less of a load as the lollipop gets lifted up, with you still attached to it, hanging from under it. Getting a it of vertigo as the height rises, you do your best not to look down/ turning your head up, only to glance for a split second to see the leather purse you were drawn from, its contents scattered relentlessly.
Now, instead of trying to get off the lollipop you do your best to not detach from it. You hug the sphere as hard as you can, the fear of falling freaking you out, even if you were completely stuck. You close your eyes as hard as you grip the lollipop, trying to think of something else and forget this madness. You only open them again briefly to look below, which suddenly makes your fear fade out.
Just below you lies a valley of soft mounds, Sandra's cleavage, a nice fit beneath her white clothes. For as long as you stare, you imagine falling from your position and landing in or between those jugs, the resulting jiggling and sway immersing yourself in a blissful coma. Such thoughts were making you hot, the rising temperature making itself evident even in the air. In fact, the humidity also took a slight rise, loosening you from the sticky surface of the lollipop a bit from your torso and up.
With your arms free, you extend them as if to reach her bosom, forgetting why were you there in the first place; but just as you do so that lovely image is replaced by a pinkish red bump in your path, of which you actually touch with your arms.
Only when you are free from your trance you notice that your vessel has taken you into a cave, where you bump your arms again against a solid wall of glistening white. Only then you remember that you were still stuck to her candy, and that candy was already in her mouth. You promptly resumed your effort of detaching yourself from the hard candy, but before you could start her tongue pressed hard on your back, covering you in saliva and making further escape attempts virtually impossible.
While you couldn't move, the same couldn't be said for the living cavern you were in, as Sandra...
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