This choice: Fall in the dresser drawer • Go Back...Chapter #4Fall in the dresser drawer by: Unknown As the thumping becme lounder, you were about to lose balance. But you succeeded to hang on, and your view quickly went to the giantess awakening, she removed the cover, and the smell of morning and perfume hit you. She hit the floor with both feet, connected to thin calves, and thick thighs. A bulging point in the middle, representing the pussy, strugling to free itself from its cramped prison in her black thong. The bed was about to buckle because of the huge ass smeered on it. Looking a little higher you spot her well trimmed stomach, and her massive melons in a nightgown.
*Yawn* *Growl*. She said as she stretched her body, and accidentaly stomped her foot in the floor because of cramped muscles. This little thump made you unconcentrated body to lose balance, and fall down the drawyer, looking down at the opened box, you saw all kinds of different panties. Looking up at the giantess once more, you see standing up, and. "RIIIIIP!" Her panties were torn.
"Argh, I must buy new underwear, the current ones I have are too small to with hold my bautiful body" She angrily said as she examined herself in the mirror.
At that point you smashed down into the land of goodies. Surrounding you were a sea of underwear. As you started to sink down beneath the layer of underwear, you started to move your arms and legs in panic, trying to find some solid ground, you unmentionally tangle yourself in a black thong. As you landed inside the thong, your arms and legs were tangled and somehow tied, and a piece of thread somehow got stuck in your mouth, preventing you from screaming. Unable to move your body, your only option now was to stay calm, as you heard a large thumping noise approaching the drawer.
Mere seconds later, you struggled to angle your head to see the unaware giantess looming above the box.
"I need some panties that can take some damage, untill I buy some new ones" She said, as she scouted for a suitable pair to be her next victim of pain. You tried to scream, but your voice was muffled by the fabric in your mouth.
"Hmm, whats this?" She said as your world flew high into the air. "I totally forgot about these. . .".
She scanned the small black thong, oblivious to see you there, struggling.
"Size... Small!?!? This wont compare to the regular Large sized panties I have"
She was just about to throw the pair away, but her eyes got caught on the label "Mega-Elastic - Guarranteed to withstand any hip size."
"I suppose this thong will work then" She said as she looked quite doubtful at the thong.
You screemed louder this time, but she couldn't hear you. So eventually you started crying. "I don't want this!" you cried in your thoughts, "I really don't want this!"
She brought the thong towards her feet, as you slowly rose towards her cleanly shaved crotch. But as you were at her thighs, she had trouble pulling them up further.
"Elastic In my ass" she shouted out as she pulled with all her strength.
At this time your mouth freed itself from the fabric you previously had in your mouth. "PLEASE LAURA, I'M HERE! LOOK DO. . . . ."
Her stong arms pulled the thong just as you were about to finish the sentance, and your opened mouth quickly smacked into her pussy.
As she bent down to test the elastic of the thong, the ass string pulled the pussy patch further and further into her body, crushing you more and more.
But then she stood back up and it realeased some of the preassure.
"I suppose these MUST be mega-elastic. Well then, what to do now?" She proudly said, unaware that her big, pouting, gooey pussy was pushing more and more towards your open mouth.
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